So I changed my mind, next chapter will be the first date, this well...judging by the title totally isn't so...dans la vie la...(english: in life...)

Anyways, there is a sex scene and the reason I'm pointing this out is because when I was writting it, I paused and looked outside and I saw a cloud shaped like an erected penis xD It was actually super ironic!

So ENJOY now


"You're such a pig! How can you eat so much?" Russia complained as he stared at his date in disgust.

America glared at Russia as he swallowed a huge hamburger without chewing. "Instead of staring at me eat, why don't you do it yourself?" America suggested with a hint of bitterness.

Russia rolled his eyes, "No thanks, I'm not hungry…"

America stood on his chair with a burger in his hand, "I know what you're doing!" He yelled, "You're trying to starve yourself so you can get sick and out of this date! But that's not going to happen!"

America shoved the burger in Russia's face trying to force it in his mouth. Russia angrily pushed away the American's arm and growled, "What the hell is – " Russia was interrupted by another burger shoved in his face.

Russia roughly pushed away America's arm once more and grabbed a fistful of fries, "Why don't you eat your fucking food instead of feeding it to me!" Russia roared and shoved the fries in America's mouth.

America swallowed the fries before speaking, "Because I'm not the one trying to get out of this date! Eat!" He yelled grabbing another burger.

"I just said I wasn't hungry! Not that I wanted out of this date!" Russia defended dodging the burger and throwing a milkshake hitting America's face.

"Liar!" America yelled throwing fries to his turn, "Why else would you not want to eat!"

"Because your poor table manners disgust me!" Russia hissed as the fries hit him along with two burgers that he had not seen in time to evade.

"E-excuse me…?"

"What!" They both yelled at the random intruder to their argument.

"U-um…I'm going to have to ask you to leave…" The employee of the fast food announced shyly.

America rolled his eyes, "Well way to go you Commie Bastard!" America sighed angrily, "You ruined our date! Are you happy?"

"What are you talking about?" Russia snapped, "I'm not the one who randomly shoved a burger in my face!"

"You didn't want to eat!"

"I wasn't hungry!"

"Liar!"

"Would you tell me how the fuck I'm lying!" Russia growled in frustration.

"You wanted the date to end faster!" America argued.

"I'm telling you that was not my intension!"

The two nations continued to argue in front of the restaurant before they were kicked off the property by other private restaurants not liking the scene they were making. This had been redundant since the beginning of their date which began at Coney Island. Russia had refused to go on a certain roller coaster and America had taken it as a sign of defiance to ruin a date he was less than enthusiastic about.

Once they were kicked off Coney Island for making a scene, just like at the restaurant, they walked around New York before going on a ferry to see Lady Liberty. On the way Russia got sea sick and America took it as another sign of defiance where the man was trying to empty his stomach purposely so he could complain that he didn't feel well to have the date end there. After being kicked off and banned from ferry rides across the country, then they made their way to the restaurant.

"Why is it you always only think about yourself?" America whined.

"I only think about myself!" Russia repeated furiously, "Who forced who on this date? Who is coming up with random accusations without any concrete proof! As far as I'm concerned, you're the one who wants to end this date!"

America was speechless yet blushing, "F-f-f-f-f—that's absurd!" He spat out looking everywhere but at Russia.

Russia suddenly caught on, "What the hell!" He yelled. "If you didn't want to go on a date you didn't have to!"

"W-what! It's not that I didn't want to go…" America mumbled guiltily, "I just got nervous a-and…I don't like being the girl in the relationship!"

"That's it?" Russia asked, "You got me kicked out of Coney Island, banned from ferries until further notice and kicked out of a fast food restaurant after some stupid food fight just because you didn't want to be the girl in the relationship!"

"Well…I am the master…it only makes sense." America pointed out.

Russia shook with anger not knowing how to get it out, he wanted to hit the American so much but didn't know where it would be most painful.

"You're insane." He growled darkly.

"Pff! Says you!"

Russia roared and grabbed America by the shirt and pulled him into a forceful kiss in public. Most people who saw stopped and whispered about it attracting the attention of others until all present were staring at them.

"That's right!" Russia declared breaking the kiss, "He's the woman in the relationship!"

Russia turned his heels and went his way.

"W-wait…where are you going?" America asked flustered.

Russia didn't answer, all he did was flip the American off.

Later that day, America finally arrived to the New York home on foot since Russia had taken the car and driven there. The blond opened the door to find everything destroyed and torn; his first reaction was to think that robbers had been there but thought about it a little more and realised it was Russia's doing.

"You bastard you'll never find it!" America yelled running to the location of the heart.

He got to his room where he found Russia destroying his furniture in search for his heart, "So you are dumb enough to keep it in, relatively, the same location." Russia mumbled surprised.

"Leave my room you beast!" America yelled tackling the large Russian.

With no difficulty, Russia was able to pin America bellow him and hold him in place with one arm. America continued to struggle and wriggle.

"Let me go!"

"No, you're going to tell me where my heart is so I can take it and leave." Russia growled.

"Never!"

"Oh, but there are ways to making a captive speak." Russia chuckled darkly. "Since I know how perverted your mind is, I know just what to do."

Russia grabbed the tip of his glove with his teeth and pulled it off freeing his hand. He slowly slid his free hand inside America's pants causing him to yelp and freeze.

"What? You're going to rape me?" America asked, "It's not like you haven't done it before!"

"It's not rape if you insinuate it and enjoy it." Russia stated, "Besides, this is torture. Sexual torture. It's the worst kind of torture known to men; it's mainly their girlfriends who use it against them when they're angry."

America's face paled, "Wait a minute Russia," America begged calmly, "I know what you're thinking…let's act calmly here…no need to do anything rash…"

"Tell me what I want to know and you'll be free to go." Russia repeated evilly.

"Fuck no!"

Russia grabbed America's dick and began stroking it lightly causing colour to return in the torture victim's face and a moan to erupt from his throat.

"That's not what I was expecting at all!" America exclaimed holding in moans. "I thought you were going to rip my dick off but you are going to rape me, you beast!"

Russia didn't reply to anything but considered doing what America said if his plan failed, which, personally, he thought it wouldn't. As Russia kept pumping America's member, having it harden and the amount of moans increase, he felt himself feel seduced by the America. However, he had self-control this time and resisted just devouring him.

"Beast…" America insisted with moans, "You're just a beast…"

America roughly arched his back as he felt his limit approach, that's when the unthinkable happened. Russia stopped everything and squeezed the throbbing length.

"Ow you jerk! What the hell?" America whined in pain.

"My technique always works better when the penis is hardened." Russia admitted, "Now tell me what I want to know."

"No!" America growled trying to hide the shakiness in his voice. "Now let me go!"

"So you can relieve yourself?" Russia teased.

America's face darkened, "W-well…aren't you going to do that…?"

Russia merely smiled.

"Oh come on! No girlfriend is that cruel to her boyfriend!" America whined moving his hips in hope finding pleasurable friction to relieve himself.

"This is sexual torture, America," Russia reminded, "Now tell me what I want to know. You just tell me where it is and you can satisfy your perverted needs."

"N-no!" America refused.

Russia tightened his grip dramatically.

"Ow! Stop it!"

Russia did it again.

"Owww! You bastard stop!"

"Then tell me what I want to know!"

"You'll just leave if I do!"

"Exactly!" Russia exclaimed tightening his grip some more.

"You're going to make it blow up!"

"That'll be your fault."

"How?"

"For not telling me where my heart is!" Russia growled.

"I-I won't tell you!" America insisted, his resistance faltering. His body was begging for release so visibly.

"Tell me!" Russia was beginning to weaken as his self control began to seep from his grasp, had the many times America touched his heart, literally, done this to him?

"Looks like I'm not the only one wanting release." America chuckled.

"Wha—"

Indeed, Russia was hard too and pocking America in an embarrassing matter through his pants.

"No just tell me what I want to know!" Russia desperately ordered ignoring his own hard on.

America moved his legs rubbing against it, causing a groan that oddly turned him on. He continued that manner until Russia decided to give up and simply take him. The Russian began with claiming the blond's lips and then pumping the erected member. America moaned in the kiss and struggled to free his hands. Overcome with lust, Russia let them free without thinking; however, America was no better, he slipped his hands inside Russia's pants and began to jerk him off at the same time.

The two came together, America a little ahead, and they collapsed into each other's arms.

"Heh, so much for your sexual torture," America stated.

"Guess I'll just have to rip off your dick now." Russia sighed.


So I wasn't sure on how to torture America...that just happened xD

At first it was supposed to be super childish where Russia was going to threaten to drool on America's face or give him a wet willy

The second thing it was supposed to be was well...'rape' but that one was immediately removed because I didn't see how it would work out

The third thing was what I used to yay :D

Next chapter will be the actual first date and the chapter will be longer then all of the other ones! Since it's the date from the beginning to the end!

SEE YOU NEXT CHAPTER!