The Prince And The Dragon

Written By: Panda-ko!
A/N: Wai, hallo! Lost Friend & Lilypad125, thank you for your reviews!
Reviews are awesome. So you get a hug. And another one. :3 Oh yeah, and in this chapter, there are large amounts of . . . . fluff? Decide for yourself.
One more thing: there is not much dialogue in this chapter until the end-ish part.

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It was a week after Ivan first met Yao, and he found himself thinking about the way Yao's brown eyes sparkled in the sunlight.
His sister (read: extremely creepy, crazy, etc sister), Natalia, asked him who he loved, and he accidentally blurted out Yao's name.
She, of course, was enraged, and vowed to find this Yao and kill him.
And feed him to their hounds.
Then she'd marry Ivan.
So that's what landed him in the cage room, talking to Yao, who was in his dragon form.

"-and she said she'd kill you, da! You have to hide, or at least change your name."

The dragon snorted at the prince as if to say he'd be fine.
Well, for the most part he'd be safe.
If he didn't run around the palace screaming 'my name is Yao and Ivan loves me~! Aru!'
Which Ivan was sure as heck he wouldn't.
The prince had found that Yao could write, even in his dragon form, and they communicated through that.
He brought a pencil and a notepad every time he came to visit him, and saved said papers.
His other sister, Katyusha, had found him giggling madly at some of their conversations.
Ivan twitched, annoyed.
Yao was taking way, way, way too long in writing a reply.
That's when he realized Yao had, instead of replying on the pad, he'd fallen asleep and was snoring softly.

"Awh, that's so cute, da. . . ."

He decided to bring a couple more blankets when Yao woke up.

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Another week later, Ivan found himself wishing he could just banish Natalia to outer space.
Or beyond.
If there even was a beyond.
She'd found out who Yao was because of the maid.
Ivan promised he'd kill her later.
Or maybe just fire her.
Because what she did was bad: she'd told Natalia who Yao was, and the poor man was being chased around the palace.
So far, he'd gotten an impromptu tour of the garden, the halls, and three out of four towers.
Ivan sighed and facepalmed.
If Natalia hurt Yao, he was pretty sure he'd banish her to another realm.
Or maybe just outer space.

"-Aiyaaaaaaa!"

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"So, that's what happened today."

Ivan finished his long account of that day, sitting back on his heels and handing Yao the pad.
The dragon stared at it, then turned his back.
Ivan stared.

"What's wrong?"

Yao turned back around, trilled twice, and lay down.
Ivan sighed.

"Oh, sleepy. . . ."

Yao trilled in annoyance, and he nodded.
Ivan stuck out his bottom lip.

"You don't have to be so mean, you know."

Yao hissed.

'Do not call me mean aru.'

Ivan sighed again and shook his head.

"Fine, fine, da. Be that way. I have to go know. . . . My librarian is gonna teach me some Japanese."

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A/N: That's the end of this chapter! I've kinda run into writer's block, which is very unpleasant... It gets slightly better when I listen to the Vocaloids and Hetalia chara songs, but not all the way.
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And also: are any of you employed? No? Well, your new job is to review these chapters and tell me: is everyone IC? Did I describe things well enough? Y'know, help me out. :4 Thank you. Again.