In my mind, nation and city humans are very good looking people. I should say that they're the most good looking people in the country because they represent the beauty of their land(which of course means that some of them are more good looking than the others) and also special attributes/features of their land. Tell me unbiasedly, which country in the world are most beautiful in your opinion(by ranks). Anyway, I'm imagining that Ilya's face is like Sergei Grinkov while Russia's face is his daughter's, Daria's face. They are the figure skaters from Russia. You can imagine their faces(Russia and Ilya) as any most handsome/beautiful Russian men/women you ever seen be it models or actors.Enjoy:

That night after the meeting, Moscow went to the International Charity Concert while the other nations went having fun at Kiku Honda's Spring Season party at his home. Moscow was glad that he came just in time to watch his 'mother' dancing and singing. Ilya loved to see his mother almost sexy expression when dancing in pairs to the Japanese song 'Kiss Me Aishiteru' by C-ute and he cheered when Russia/Ivan sang their country's popular songs such as Katyusha and Otpusti Menya Reka by Varvara which was both of their favorite songs. Russia explained what the song Katyusha is about, that it could be a war and patriotic song or a love song. It has been such a long time Ilya see his mother smiling genuinely. He hoped that his mother would just forget the new incident for a while. Oh, while he loved his mother's part of the concert, he liked some other participants too especially the one girl from Sweden who had very powerful voice, Korean traditional drum dance and some others.. The concert ended with the charity money given to the chairman of the concert for distribution to the children and also the poor people.

As the concert ended, Ilya went backstage to fetch his mother as they promised each other. He smiled when he saw Russia talked to the other people genuinely happy. The participants excitedly asked Russia who Ilya was when he arrived before them and before Russia answered, Ilya said that they're cousins. Those international participants gasped lowly in awe because they thought that cousins that have definitely similar faces are rare, even though they are related. Russia hearing that answer frowned a bit but Ilya just shrugged at him, which Russia understood that it meant that he must accept that answer in front of common people. Then both of them went to the Japanese festival for a bit and then went to the small tourist house that they rented.

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In the little tourist house:

Both Ivan and Ilya went straight into the bedroom after locking the door. They were quite tired from the day's activities. During the day Ilya went to meeting while Ivan went for the last concert practice. The evening was a two hours tiring concert. At night they went together to the Spring Festival stalls and enjoyed some food. They were quite careful to make sure no countries or cities(that is if there were even any other city personifications because not every country have city personifications) saw them. Both of them that night were almost seen by Canada who they both thought was America because they didn't notice his curled ahoge. When Ivan and Ilya saw Canada, they split up and jogged simultaneously past Canada and walked together again. They giggled when they saw Canada's shocked face from far away. They didn't worry because they knew Canada would think that was hallucination. Lastly, they watched the fireworks for an hour while eating food from the stalls and playing games.

Anyway, Ivan only opened his dancing coat and wore a shirt and laid on the bed tiredly. Ilya on the other hand was changing his clothes into a male kimono and laid his head on Ivan's laps with his face looking to the ceiling. It was silent for a while until Ilya took a look at Ivan's trench coat. "Hey, mama ."

"Moscow, I told you to call me papa. Why do keep calling me mother?"

"Don't call me Moscow. I rather you call me Ilya. And I call you mama for a reason you know."

"And the reason is?"

Ilya was silent at the question. His thought was saying, 'I've already told you many times mama. Why are ypu always forgetting? You're a w...'

His train of thoughts was cut when they heard a cat fight outside their rental house. When the cat fight went on so long, Ilya angrily opened the door and threw a stone at those cats and they ran away. Ilya went lying on Ivan's laps again. "Mama, that coat you wore just now. Aren't you supposed to give it back to the company that sponsored the concert?"

Ivan shifted his body a bit in slight curve while still lying on the bed. A slight curve just so that he could touched Ilya's face and hair. "They allowed us participants to take the costumes. And correction, it's not the Japanese sponsors who provide the costumes but the respective countries. Somehow, I like the coat that our sponsor made. It's so stylish."

"Yeah, stylish indeed. You look great dancing on the stage with the others. And great choice of song that was chosen for you."

"Otputi menya reka~ za eti berega~,I love Varvara's songs." Ivan said after singing the chorus of the song.

Ilya chuckled, "Yeah, I like that song too. And you know what mama? You have so many fangirls and fanboys there."

"Really? I didn't hear any cheer of my name. Anyway, how's the meeting just now?"

"It's okay. They glared at me. Minus Italy, Latvia and auntie Bela and Ukraine. And aunt Bela clung onto my arm."

"So expected. I'm sorry to make you suffer in my place, Ilya."

"No, mama. I didn't suffer. Like you said, it's expected. Just give it time for it to rest." Ilya protested while gripping Ivan's hand.

Ivan sighed,"Why does it seems that I could only make friends with normal people but not them?" Ivan sighed while turning his head to the ceiling.

"Mama, who said you don't have friends amongst the nations? I thought Seychelles is your friend. I saw from far away how genuinely kind and friendly she is to you. Not political at all."

"Really? Ilya, you're so good at looking into the personalities of people." Ivan chuckled while rubbing Ilya's hair. Ilya pushed his head more into Ivan's palm, just like how a cat loves a rub of human's hand. Then they slept.

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That night after attending Kiku Honda's party, Wang Yao the China personification went alone to the festival. Taiwan, Hong Kong and South Korea didn't join him. And he met with his South East Asian 'little princess', Malaysia and talked a little bit with Brunei and Indonesia. Also with Singapore. Talking with Singapore made him a little bit envious with that little country. Singapore is very rich even though very small.

Yao went alone to the Japanese festival area. His objectives were to enjoy the scene of fireworks and also tasting all of Kiku's light cuisine, well...Yao being a crazy epicure he was. He admitted that Kiku's sense of taste improved by the years and Yao was very proud of his little brother. Yao ate all kind of sushi, dumplings and some other dessert sold at the stalls he passed by while playing some games provided. Japanese festivals are so great but Yao won't admit defeat of his own country's festivals either.

Sometimes, when he walked through the festival streets, he saw girls smiling and waving at him. Yao waved and smiled back to those girls just to satisfy them. Huh...he always wonder why anime and mangas always portrays fangirls as being crazy. They seemed normal to him in real life even though fangirls always screaming most of the time.

After Yao already looked at all the stalls, he went to a nearby temple where people make their new year wishes. This temple was very near to rental house area and it was a great place for a perfect view of fireworks while not being too lonely without his siblings. He asked permission to the monks who were going to give charity to the poor to stay at the temple to watch fireworks. He took out some snacks that he bought such as candy floss, pop corns and drinks to wait for the event.

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In the middle of sleeping, Ivan was having an uncomfortable feeling in his chest. It was giving him a growing pain by the minutes, almost as if his heart was slowly pushing to go out. He moaned and mewled lowly and his body was writhing but he controlled because he didn't want to wake Ilya. But even as he thought about that, he felt no weight of his son's head or any body parts on him, so he looked. Ilya was already rolling not far from him on the bed. He sighed in relief because he won't bother his son with his movement.

Suddenly his chest pain intensified and he clutched his chest that his nails dug a little into the skin. He gasped as his upper body jerked up and fell back to the bed. And that's when his sight became dark and he suddenly hear in his own mind dark whispers such as, 'It's here, it's near, must get it back and devour it.' That whisper kept on repeating and then he felt like his body rose from where he's lying. And Ilya only peacefully slept through all that.

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Yao was sitting on the temple's wide floor while eating snacks and watching fireworks with a teddy panda that he had along. He giggled and cheered together with the panda when he watched the grand spectacles. He had to pretend that the teddy panda was alive because of the loneliness he felt. "Ah~ if only my siblings come watch this with me. It would be more fun. Right panda?"

A few seconds of silence, Yao sighed, thinking why was he talking to a teddy panda. After a few minutes the grand event ended, Yao decided to make a ritual there to wish good luck forever for Kiku. First, he made sure that nobody would come to the temple and around it empty. When he had made sure of that, he drew a big Yin Yang symbol on the floor and stuck some yellow chanted papers on four direction of the Yin Yang. Then he produced a sword from his shirt and started to move around the symbol with the sword pointed at it. After two rounds around the symbol, Yao made a single pinwheel jump and sat crossed leg in the middle of the Yin Yang. He hold the sword upright to the sky but also near to his face and closed eyes. Yao chanted to summon the spirits of fortune to bless his own country and also Japan. As he chanted, the four yellow papers rose from the ground to the air and burnt and from them appeared four slithering dragons that roared and burst into colorful sprites, a sign that Yao's wish was granted. The ritual then was ended and Yao cleaned off the Yin Yang symbol from the floor.

Half through the cleaning, he heard a voice of a child and a man giggled. "That's weird. Those voices sounds very near to me. There's no footsteps just now and I saw nobody around. Where do those voices come from and when?"

He turned around while cleaning to find where those voices come from and found out that they came from a flower bushes at the stair. There was a man with long white hair wearing kimono layered with purple untied robes on the outside. He also wore a kitsune mask. Beside him was a little short haired girl in black silk yukata designed with red and pink flowers. The girl had silvery blonde hair. "That fireworks were beautiful. Ne~Bou-chan, is the adult me that walked just now pretty? Really?"asked the girl.

"Hai, my hime she's so pretty. No, you are pretty."

"I'm glad~ Hahaha"

Yao was watching from their backs was wondering what were they talking about. Really, children nowadays have wild imaginations. Talking as if she had two different selves. When the girl turned to the direction of the temple, specifically to him, it shocked him because the little girl's face looked like...

"Big brother Yao Yao?"the girl called to him with surprised expression. Now that shocked him more because the only person ever call him that was...

"Who are you? How do you know my name?" he asked the girl. The girl frowned and talked in Chinese, "Big brother Yao Yao. You don't remember? It's me, Iv..."

The girl didn't finished what she's going to say but instead she gasped in horror and turned her head somewhere. "B Bou-chan, i-it's coming. SHE'S COMING!"

'What? Who's coming? Why is she scared?' Yao frowned in worry while looking at a place that was full of trees. There was a continuous rustle that became louder by the seconds. The little girl ran to the man called as Bou-chan when the object of her fear suddenly rushed out with a loud growl and broken tree branches. Yao gasped with widen eye to see who it was. "Russia?"

tbc

Confused yet?

Hope you enjoy. The explanations will come in a very far chapters later. Know what? Thinking of what to write was kind of a bit difficult and inspirations always come in the toilet and something that was read. Such a mess.