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!

Sweden with 2P France, 2p Denmark, America, Iceland, Finland(repeat), France, Greece, Switzerland, Scotland, Spain(repeat), Mongolia, China

and

Russia with N. Italy, S. Italy, Male!Ukraine, Finland, Turkey(repeat), Australia, Germany, Male!Liechtenstien, Mongolia, Estonia

and

Double (both Sweden and Russia in a box) with Ancient Rome

Special chapter coming next!

Another thing! I am going to -one day- start a companion piece to this story called 'Trapped After' where I give one-shot continuations of certain pairings from this story.

Notes for this chappy!

For Sweden's drabble, I 'hint' at a headcannon I have -I did the same in DenSu's chappy-. My headcannon is that when Sweden was under Denmark's rule, something happened to where Sweden purposely lost his innocence to Norway.

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Trapped

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Norway/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 almost jolted at what he saw.

"Norge?" Sweden said, slowly pushing himself up, or at least, he tried to.

"Don't move." Norway said, putting his arm around Sweden and pulling him back down, "You'll hit your head."

Sweden made a confused sound but let himself be pulled back down anyway. It was only slightly uncomfortable as his legs were in an odd position. He spread his legs a little wider and ignored the fact that their bodies were being pressed together. It wasn't the first time so he wasn't really nervous or uncomfortable because of that.

"We're in a box, the lids low so you can't sit up all the way without hitting it." Norway said in his normal monotone.

"Oh, thank you." Sweden said quietly before asking, "Have you tried the lid yet?"

"No." Norway looked into Sweden's eyes for a moment, trying to ignore how good it felt to have the blonde nation curled to him like this. It made him feel a little guilty, seeing Sweden's innocence at how they were, when he was trying to make sure his body didn't respond in a way that Sweden could feel, "I didn't want to wake you up by moving."

The shy blush that spread across Sweden's cheek made Norway feel warm inside and he subtly smiled. Norway put an arm around Sweden's waist and said, "I'll try the lid now."

Sweden nodded and shifted the best he could so he wouldn't be in the way. He slightly looked up to watch Norway and slightly blushed again. He felt something in his stomach flutter at Norway's calm yet subtly determined expression. It was the same expression from so long ago...

Sweden's breath hitched as his eyes suddenly locked with Norway's. He quickly looked away, his cheeks burning hotter.

"What are you thinking about?" Norway asked, his monotone voice holding subtle curiosity.

"N-nothing...I...I don't think you want to know." Sweden whispered, feeling slightly ashamed. Why was he thinking of that night? He knew he should just forget it completely,, Norway probably had already. Though, Norway probably forgot because of disgust...

Suddenly, Sweden felt slightly rough fingers under his chin, lifting his head. He looked at Norway, slightly biting his lip as his eyes filled with nervousness.

"I want to know." Norway said, staring at Sweden intently, "And don't lie, I can always tell."

"You're the only one who can..." Sweden said, feeling slightly self-depreciating. It wasn't that he lied often, Sweden didn't like to lie at all, but he lied about how he felt, always saying that he was fine when he really wasn't.

"I just..." Sweden blushed again, becoming nervous and embarrassed, "I just...remembered...that night, for a moment."

"That night?" Norway asked, quickly feeling something rise within him.

"Y-Yes..."

"Do you-" Norway had to pause to swallow roughly, "Do you think of that night often?"

"Wha-I-No!" Sweden stuttered hard, trying to assure Norway, but Norway caught the lie immediately, the guilt in Sweden's eyes giving him away.

"Sverige." Norway said, the subtle tone in his voice telling Sweden that he was caught in his -rather pathetic- lie.

"I-...I'm sorry!" Sweden's voice almost cracked and he looked away, feeling his eyes burn with his shame. He tried to move away but Norway's arm was still on his waist -now feeling like it was burning through his clothing-.

Norway frowned at Sweden's actions. He could read the shame even without looking into Sweden's expressive eyes. He put both of his hands onto Sweden's hips and twisted them around in the small area, so that Norway was now looming over Sweden.

"Sverige," Norway, his voice hard. He watched Sweden slightly jerk in surprise then go quiet, looking up at him with slightly glassy teal eyes.

"I think about it too." Norway whispered before leaning down until he was inches away from Sweden's soft lips -he knew they were, he remembered-.

"I think about it all the time." Norway continued, expression blank but his gaze hot. Even now, the memory of being inside Sweden raced through his mind, "I think about you every day."

"N-Norge?" Sweden said, breathless. His tone asking a voiceless question.

"Don't you get it? There is a reason I took you..." Norway's voice suddenly dropped an octave and went slightly rough, "It was because you asked... Sverige...It's because, I love you."

Norway closed the remaining distance and kissed Sweden deeply. He wrapped his arms around Sweden as Sweden began kissing him back, the tightness in his chest suddenly releasing. Norway pressed himself harder against Sweden and raised one hand to cup the back of Sweden's neck. The force of his kiss made Sweden have to tilt his head back, but all Sweden did because of it, was whimper.

A sharp shiver ran up Norway's spine and he tore his mouth away to instead kiss up Sweden's neck, heading towards Sweden's ear.

Sweden opened his eyes, panting hard from the kiss. He whimpered again and tilted his head, revealing more of his neck to Norway. Suddenly, he realized that the lid of the box was gone. He opened his mouth to tell Norway but moaned loudly instead as Norway nipped his sensitive ear, promptly making him forget what he was about to say.

Prussia/Russia

Russia scrunched his nose slightly as he woke from his 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.

Prussia...sleeping.

Russia tilted his head then reached out and poked the nation's cheek. He grinned as Prussia grumbled and shifted. He stared at the nation for a while, two different emotions waring inside him. He felt slightly angry -this was Prussia- and he felt sad too -once again, this was Prussia-. He wanted to simultaneously strangle him yet wanted to hug him too.

Russia sighed then realized that his hands were already traveling to Prussia's neck. He quickly yanked his back and silently scolded himself. He bit his lip and looked at Prussia again. Russia reached out again, but this time to slowly pull Prussia towards him. When he was done, Russia was smiling widely as he held Prussia like a teddy bear.

Russia tried to keep his giggle quiet but Prussia mumbled in his sleep again, making Russia immediately try to keep quiet. It didn't work to well as Russia watched Prussia wake up.

"Good morning!" Russia said, though he didn't really know if it was morning or not.

"Holy shi-!" Prussia began but Russia quickly covered his mouth.

"Bad Prussia! No naughty language!" Russia playfully scolded, shaking one finger at Prussia. Then he smiled widely and tilted his head, asking, "Now, do you know how we got here?"

"Hmhm?! Hm gmm!" Prussia wriggled, pulling at Russia's hand so he could actually talk.

"You bastard! You probably had something to do with this!" Prussia immediately accused.

Russia frowned then quickly covered Prussia's mouth again, "Why would I be here if it was my idea?" he said before silently calling Prussia stupid in his mind.

"Hmhm hm hmhm" Prussia mumbled then repeated when Russia lifted his hand, "Because I'm awesome."

Russia blinked and stared at Prussia, slightly disbelieving. He shook his head and sighed, saying out loud, "Stupid."

"What'd you call-hm!?" Prussia growled as Russia slapped his hand over his mouth again. Immediately, he fought against Russia, not caring if the box was to small to actually do anything.

Russia glared and met Prussia hit for hit. He felt the old excitement of battling, even if it was in a small area.

They twisted in the space, limbs splaying. Suddenly, Prussia's leg collapsed and it brought him down. Straight onto Russia.

More specifically, his lips.

Both of their eyes widened as they realized what just happened.

Prussia yanked himself up, his face flaming -echoing Russia's own red cheeks-, yelling, "T-The fuck was that!?"

"You kissed me." Russia said, glaring at Prussia, then he noticed the ceiling, "and the lids gone."

"I didn't kiss you!" Prussia immediately yelled, then he realized the other thing that Russia said. He quickly got out of the box then ran to the door. He stopped then said again, "I didn't!" before running out.

Russia slowly got out of the box. He looked at the door then at the box. Suddenly, his cheeks warmed up again and he just called Prussia stupid again before leaving.

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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!