Warning: Uke! Sweden, Uke!Russia, Seme!Everyone else.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia! If I did, Sweden and Russia would be sought after as wives XD

A/N: The box has holes all over it so the nations can see. There is no opening that they can see. Also, if you want certain nation's with Russia or Sweden(or both) just leave the request in a Review!

I'll even do rewrite's with dark versions of the Nation's!

Okay! So far, I have requests for:

Sweden with Poland, Spain, England, Japan

and

Russia with Scotland, Turkey, Netherlands

Then there will be a special chapter later on!

So, what I hope you all will do is vote for what pair to read first, and give me more nation's to put Sweden and Russia with!

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Trapped

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Denmark/Sweden

Sweden tried to shift as he woke but found that he could barely move, it registered quickly that he was in a small boxed area. He made a slight noise of confusion then shuddered as warm air brushed over his cheek. He slowly opened his eyes then blinked at what he saw.

A wall, a plain wall covered in small holes to allow just enough light and air through. Then Sweden noticed that his back was very warm and that he was siting on something. At a shift, he noticed that arms were wrapped around him as well. Sweden tried to moved but a familiar voice stopped him.

"Please...don't turn around..." Denmark said, his normally loud voice going quiet.

"Denmark...?" Sweden said automatically then went quiet as those arms tightened around him. For a moment, Sweden felt his heart skip then pound in fear. He pushed the rising fear down harshly, knowing that he had nothing to fear anymore.

"Why are...what happened?" Sweden slowly asked, trying to keep himself calm.

"I don't know. Woke up like this." Denmark said, still uncharacteristically quiet, "We're in a box, I know that much."

Sweden nodded then felt Denmark's arms tighten around him again. He felt Denmark press his face against his back and nuzzle it hard, like he used to in the far past. It made Sweden swallow roughly, like there was something in his throat. He bit his lip hard, not knowing what to say.

"I missed doing this..." Denmark said, "I miss a lot of things...but I miss this the most."

Denmark clenched his jaw hard and nuzzled Sweden's back harder. He inhaled deeply, wanting to imprint Sweden's scent into his brain. He felt like he had no control over his vocal cords, but at the same time he was glad for it. He could finally say things that he had been wanting to for years.

Sweden's throat squeezed when he opened his mouth to say something...anything, but nothing came out. His arms rose without thought and he placed his hands on Denmark's arms, gently stroking them. Sweden understood...of course he did, he missed this as well, but he didn't think that they could have this again. After everything that happened...

"Dan..." Sweden whispered.

Denmark felt his breath catch in his throat and couldn't help but to hold Sweden tighter again. His eyes burned at his nickname coming from Sweden.

"Fuck..." Denmark's voice choked in his throat, "I miss you Sverige! It's-...It's not that same without you..."

Sweden felt his cheeks burn along with his eyes. He closed his eyes tightly, feeling one tear fall at the motion. His mouth opened again but he still couldn't say anything, his emotions were to much for him to settle on just one thing to say. He could feel Denmark slightly trembling behind him and knew that the other nation was crying. Sweden kept his breaths shallow with how tightly Denmark was holding him, as if he could disappear at any moment.

"Dan..." Sweden repeated, "let me turn around."

"I-...I can't" There was a hitch in Denmark's words and Sweden knew the reason why Denmark didn't want him to turn was because he was crying.

Sweden exhaled shortly then tensed and forced his body to turn in Denmark's tight grip. He looked into Denmark's surprised eyes and quickly cupped Denmark's face so he couldn't look away.

"Idiot..." Sweden said, his eyes set in a slight glare before his face suddenly relaxed and he actually smiled. He quickly covered Denmark's eyes so he couldn't see his smile, "What took you so long...?"

Denmark felt his heart drop at Sweden's glare but suddenly and immediately pick up rapid speed when he just barely caught Sweden's beautiful smile before his eyes were covered. His hands shot up to pull Sweden's hands away so he could see it again, he needed to see it again, but Sweden's words stopped him. Denmark opened and closed his mouth for a few moments before slowly moving Sweden's hands away from his eyes. He was disappointed to see that Sweden's smile was gone but his heart skipped at the happiness clear in those stunning teal eyes.

"What took-... You mean you...?" Denmark stopped himself as he shifted closer to Sweden, his right hand still held Sweden's hand but his left hand went up towards Sweden's face, cupping it softly.

"I forgave you...a long time ago. I was waiting for you." Sweden whispered, his lips almost forming a smile again as he looked at Denmark gently.

"You...you ass!" Denmark said but his lips stretched into a wide grin.

Sweden raised an amused eyebrow then blushed softly as Denmark's thumb began slowly stroking his cheek. He lifted his arm and gently gripped Denmark's wrist, he didn't pull the hand away though. He...He enjoyed how it felt. His lips twitched again and he bit his lip to stop himself from smiling.

Denmark's mouth suddenly went dry as he noticed Sweden's blush. His eyes snapped down to Sweden's lips and he swallowed roughly before looking back into those teal eyes. He began leaning in without thinking.

"Sorry..." Denmark whispered before suddenly closing his eyes and kissing Sweden's soft lips.

Sweden's eyes widened and he reflexively tightened his grip on Denmark's wrist in surprise. He didn't even register the popping sound of the lid disappearing above them. Instead, Sweden slowly closed his eyes and shyly kissed back, his other hand going up and gripping Denmark's shirt tightly.

Denmark groaned lowly when he felt Sweden kiss back. His heart skipped in his chest and he shifted closer to his Sweden, pressing Sweden against the wall of the box. He slowly moved his hand from Sweden's cheek to cup the back of his neck, tilting his head to kiss better. Slowly, Denmark licked the seam of Sweden's lips, wanting to be let in.

Sweden shivered hard and slowly opened his mouth. A breathy moan escaped from him as Denmark wasted no time in mapping out his mouth, leaving no area left untouched. Sweden gripped Denmark's shirt tightly, pulling his closer as he felt his body burn from the kiss. Sweden whimpered and arched as he felt Denmark's other hand trail over his body and cup his backside, pulling him harder against Denmark's firm body. Sweden opened his eyes then noticed something through the little haze in his mind. He pulled away from Denmark's touch and raggedly whispered,

"The lid's gone..." as he looked up to the ceiling.

"Don't care." Denmark said, lowering his lips to Sweden's bared neck instead.

America/Russia

Russia scrunched his nose slightly as he woke from an uncomfortable nap. When did he fall asleep? He made a slightly irritated noise as he tried to move but barely could. Wanting to get out of where ever he was, Russia opened his eyes quickly and blinked at what he saw.

"Amerika?" He whispered as he saw the familiar nation sleeping on him. He blinked and stayed still, staring at the nation for a little while.

America looked so different when he was asleep. He looked older than usual, and slightly sad. It made Russia frown and want to make it go away. America should always be grinning, thats what Russia believed.

Russia slowly lifted his hand and began petting America's head, just like he would with his fluffy cat. He smiled softly as America's face relaxed and the blond nation cuddled closer to him. It made his heart skip in his chest and his smile grew.

"Amerika..." Russia whispered softly, then felt the urge to finally confess. America was sleeping after all, so Russia knew that the other nation couldn't hear him. Well, America wouldn't understand him. Russia blushed nervously and whispered in America's ear,

"I love you." Russia blushed harder but felt a rush of giddiness fill him. He bit his lip as he smiled widely and said it again in an excited whisper, "I love you, I love you, I love you!"

Amercia suddenly grumbled and held Russia tighter, mumbling, "Love ya too, now lemme sleep..."

Russia's heart skipped in his chest and he felt his eyes tear up. He knew that he couldn't take those words to heart...but he wanted to. Russia gave a watery smile and began petting America's hair again.

"Spasibo..." Russia whispered quietly, "I will never forget you said that."

Knowing this was probably the only time he could, Russia gently -oh so gently- kissed America's lips. There was a popping sound that made Russia break the kiss and look up. He was a little disappointed to see that there was no lid anymore but shook the feeling away. He looked back down at America, who was still asleep, and just decided to wait.

He wouldn't mind staying as America's pillow for as long as America needed. With that thought, Russia got comfier and began stroking America's hair again.

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I know, Russia's is short again. But I liked it so I wrote it! Hope you all enjoyed it too! I love DenSu's though~

If you want certain nation's with Russia or Sweden(or both) just leave the request in a Review!

I'll even do rewrite's with dark versions of the Nation's!