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-Emmy.

Russia. The creepiest man you'd ever met in your life. He had… a fascination with you. He claimed he loved you deeply, and he would constantly stalk you and try to take you. But, somehow (you weren't quite sure) Romano or Spain would come and save you. You were now an adult, which meant he wanted something different. The ages before that meant Russia would only take you for work, but now that you were finally grown up, he wanted to take you for… well, other things.

Walking into town carrying a basket to get food, you literally had to watch your back in fear that Russia would come and carry you away. Romano was with you of course (Spain insisted it was a bad idea for a woman to go to town alone, so he made Romano go) but that didn't mean Russia wouldn't try. His hand was intertwined with yours, and he couldn't stop himself from looking down at you once in a while.

"Why are you so…" He started, "preoccupato [1]?"

"Ivan…" you whispered and looked at Romano, "He's here, I can smell him." you nose scrunched.

He sighed, "Your worrying over nothing, he won't try anything with me here."

You laughed at his statement, "He'll try believing me! One time I went to town with some friends and he tried taking me… If it wasn't for Spain coming out of nowhere, he would've gotten me!"

He chuckled, "At least Jerk-Spain saved you."

You heard a sound from the bush next to you and jumped. Screaming you ran into Romano, causing him to grab hold of your shoulders. "NO!" you yelled at the bush and thrashed your feet at it.

Romano vaguely wondered what the scene looked like to people who were only passing by as he pulled you away from the bush. You were clutching his jacket so hard, that you were practically forcing it off of his body.

"HIIYAAA!" You screamed when whatever was in the bush came out. Automatically, you stopped yelling, having seen a little kitty come out and meow innocently at you. "Aw you're so cute!" you let go of Romano and bent forward to pet the cute kitty. "So cute you are! I just wanna take you home!" you grabbed the cat as it meowed at you again.

Romano tensed as you bent in front of him. Trying hard to avert his eyes somewhere but you, he cursed his male hormones. Dear lord, why did you have to wear such a short skirt?

You pet the cat softly and it purred against your body. "Become one da~!" you heard someone say as you were pulled into the bush.

Romano was automatically lunging forward in an attempt to grab you, but he couldn't reach you, even when he leaned in on his knees. Shit. Russia finally got you… Fuck. Spain was going to be pissed. He thought as he stood and made his way back home, to tell said country where you were…

"Ivan! Let go of me!" You screamed as he pulled you into a room.

"Why would I do that when I finally got you~?" He sat you down on the bed, and you made a great attempt to run towards the door.

"I'm so sorry I had to do this~! You're just so beautiful that I must force you to become one with Russia da!" He ran after you and grabbed your arm tightly.

You leaned your face away from his once he slammed your small body against the door and leaned his head towards yours, "Get off of me." You grumbled threateningly.

"Hmm, No. At least, not until you become one with me~!" He said simply and went for your neck. Once kiss, two kiss, with each kiss he got closer to your lips. You struggled against him, only to have him slam you against the door again. Pain radiated from your back.

He pressed a knee between your legs once he finally forced you to look forward. He smiled sweetly at you, "You're so beautiful when you squirm." He grabbed your arm and held it tightly.

You struggled against him once again when you felt his lips peck your cheek. "No!" you screamed and tried to kick your legs.

"I'm so glad Spain brought you to that world meeting da~!" He smiled sadistically at you, "Because if he didn't, I wouldn't be thinking of you in such naughty ways da!"

The first thing gone was your shirt. It was thrown haphazardly across the room, landing in a dark corner. A rough hand clutched at your bra covered breast as you forced yourself not to cry. If you did cry, you'd be showing weakness to the largest and most dangerous country. He roughly put his lips to yours in a bruising kiss while still grabbing a breast.

You groaned in pain and thrashed your head, breaking lip contact. "H-help!" you yelled. He slapped your face with so much force, it had you looking sideways.

"Don't scream for help da~!"

What you didn't expect was a certain Spaniard, followed by Romano, to come flying through the window. "E-Ella!" Spain yelled at you, "Ivan, get off of her."

Russia looked back, eyes full of anger, "Nyet [2]. You get out."

Spain pulled a sword out of nowhere and Russia automatically dropped you on the ground. Romano was by your side in seconds, helping you off of the floor. He blushed slightly at you being shirtless, but let you wrap your arms around his neck for support.

Russia was out the window in seconds, not wanting to fight Spain. But he didn't leave without carrying out his love threat, "I'll eventually get you Ella, whether it kills you or not~!"

"Are you okay?" you heard Romano whisper in your ear.

You shook your head, "H-he…" you started but could only bring yourself to dig your face into his chest. Arms still locked tightly around his neck, you felt a few tears fall. "H-he would've killed me!" you whispered.

Romano, out of instinct, wrapped his arms around you and held you close, "We'll make sure he doesn't come back for you." He once again, whispered in your ear.

Spain watched from beside the window and could only think of how much you'd soften Romano. Only when he was with you, he would be cute and romantic. It was… fascinating.

Romano lifted you into his arms and walked next to Spain, "we should get her home." Spain said to him, and observed how you were now donning Romano's jacket.

"Yeah." He mumbled, "We should."

You snuggled closer to Romano and sighed. You deeply hoped Russia wouldn't come after you again, and you hoped he wouldn't attack Spain because of it.

1-worried?

2-No.