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Ch.5 Trust
Everyone in the large house slept soundly that night. Well, everyone but Russia that is. Minutes felt like hours to him, and he really just couldn't sleep. He missed the little Baltic's presence in his room, and something just felt off. Sighing he rolled onto his side and tried to ignore the thoughts, but that just made it worse. Russia frowned, pulling the covers down and getting out of bed. Shivering lightly, he put on his warm housecoat and walked out of his room and into the dark hallway. He quietly made his way down the long hallway to Lithuania's room, peeking in to see if he was asleep. A smile came to his face, seeing Toris curled up in his bed and sleeping soundly. Walking across the hall, Ivan peered into Estonia's room and almost laughed. There Eduard lie on his back, sprawled out and snoring lightly with his blankets hanging off the side.
Chuckling lightly, Russia quietly closed the door and walked further down the hall to Latvia's room. Raivis' door was left slightly open and his light was on. Russia tilted his head slightly as he walked over, tapping on the door lightly. No response. Lightly pushing the door open, Ivan stepped in, but a frown came when he found no one in there. Maybe he had another nightmare? Ivan sighed, turning the light off and closing the door as he headed back out to the hall. He made his way downstairs to the kitchen, then into the library. Still nothing.
"Where did you go..?" Ivan sighed, getting quite worried.
Russia headed upstairs to his office, it was the one place he hadn't checked, other than outside. But he doubted Latvia would be out when it was this cold. Flicking on the office light, he looked about the room, and still no sign of the Latvian. Ivan frowned and sat in his chair at the desk, grabbing a bottle of vodka and taking a long drink. After a few minutes he finished downing the bottle, sighing lightly as he thought to himself. It really didn't make sense why Latvia would be gone. Surely he didn't leave, he couldn't have, Russia wouldn't except that. He just cared too much for the little Baltic to let go so quickly.
Getting up he put the now empty bottle of vodka on the counter and glanced out the window. The snow outside finally stopped, Ivan sighed to himself and looked over to his sunflower, and a look of shock came to his face. It was gone. The pretty sunflower the small Baltic had given him, wasn't there. A frown came to his face as he looked around the room for it. Only to find it lying on the floor, pot shattered and the flower slightly wilted. He crouched down to pick it up, noticing a few petals had been torn off. He sighed, who would want to wreck his pretty sunflower? And where was his little Baltic? Though the answer to whom had caused all this, came quickly when he saw his old led faucet pipe discarded to the side. Not to mention the slight hint of blood on the end of it.
Russia was out of his office and down the hall in mere seconds, heading to his own room to change into some warmer clothes. He didn't even care to be quiet as he passed the rooms of the two sleeping Baltics.
"E-eh?" Lithuania mumbled, rubbing his eyes as he sat up and looked to his room's door.
Getting up Toris rubbed his eyes, getting up and walking over to his door to peer out into the hallway. He glanced over across the hall to see his brother, Estonia, peeking out of his own room and looking rather worried.
"H-He looks pissed..." Estonia mumbled softly, starting to shake.
Lithuania sighed, opening his door fully and quickly followed after the Russian down the hall to see what was going on. But by the time he made it to the door Russia was already dressed in his winter jacket and about to head out. Toris quickly stepped into the doorway to stop Ivan, but the taller man effortlessly pushed pass him. Russia made his way down the stairway and headed to the door. He grabbed his keys off the small hanger on the side and stepped out into the cold and headed to his car.
"Russia!" Lithuania called out as he ran down the stairs and to the front door, Estonia following behind.
"Wh-where is he...?" Estonia questioned, Looking to his brother nervously.
"I-I'm not sure... But he looked really mad Eduard." Toris sighed lightly, "Let's wait until morning to find out."
With that, Lithuania dragged his brother back inside of the large house, closing the door behind them and locking it. The car's engine could be heard starting from inside, and the two sighed heavily as they heard Russia drive out of the driveway and onto the road.
"I doubt I'll be able to get any sleep after this.." Estonia grumbled lightly, heading back upstairs and to his own room.
"Eduard..." Toris started, but his brother was already upstairs.
After a few minutes, Toris also headed upstairs to get some sleep. Though it did take quite a while for either of them to actually get any.
"Ugh, m-my head.." Latvia groaned, the pain in his head throbbing.
He tried to move his hands, but to his surprise they were bound tightly with rope behind his back. His eyes widened slowly, just realizing what had happened. After a few moments of struggling and realizing it was useless, he looked around. He was sitting in the corner of a small dark room, it didn't look at all like Russia's house, which mad him even more nervous. Shaking he closed his eyes and struggled for a moment, really wondering where he was and who had done this to him..
Hours seemed to go by as he sat there. His wrists were sore and slightly bleeding from all the struggling to get out of them. Shivering, he curled up a bit. The room seemed to have gotten colder, and Latvia flinched as he could hear footsteps approach the door. A hand gripped the doorknob and turned it slowly, a small figure walked into the room.
"R-Russia.." Latvia sobbed , tears streaming down his face as he tried to cower further into the corner.
"He's not coming for you." Her sweet, innocent sounding voice assured the small Baltic as she loomed over him.
Latvia swore he had never shook this hard in his life. Her grin just grew darker, seeing just how afraid the boy was. She slowly pulled out her large knife she always carried around. Latvia whimpered, struggling even more against his bounds.
"B-Belarus..." Latvia practically sobbed. "P-please d-don't h-hurt me."
Her grin grew wider as she knelt down in front of him, her blade lightly tracing across his cheek lightly. This just causing the Baltic to shake more, and try to scoot away. Belarus moved the knife across his jaw and rested the tip underneath his chin, forcing him to look up at her.
"Brother is mine, and mine only. But he seems to be confused about his feelings for me. He acts like he wants a little faggot like you. But I will make him realize, just how much he loves me. By getting rid of you." She stated boldly, her free hand gently sliding up and around to the back of his head.
"P-please," Raivis' mind was racing as he sobbed, "I-I'll leave Russia a-alone, j-just please..."
Her fingers wove through his blonde hair, slowly gripping it tightly and lifting him up by it. Latvia yelped as he was yanked up off his feet, and tears streamed down his face. Belarus smirked and yanked a little harder, causing the boy to whimper louder. Her knife moved down his neck and collar bone, and slowly stopping over his heart.
"Russia won't even miss you." She whispered softly in his ear. "And you're brothers? They will either not notice, or be happy you are gone."
Latvia sobbed, too scared to even shake anymore. That knife of hers pressing in slightly and cutting the fabric of his shirt. There was no way of talking her out of this, and she was probably right about his brothers and Russia not caring. Belarus smirked slightly, lifting the blade away slowly and leaning back in to his ear.
"I should make you suffer, and carve out your heart. But don't worry, I shall make this quick for you." She grinned, spinning the blade in her hand and then gripping it tightly.
Belarus slowly raised her blade up slowly, ready to strike. A slight grin came across her face as the Baltic's eyes widened in fear.
"Goodbye, little faggot." She chuckled darkly as she struck down at him with the blade.
Latvia let out a loud scream as his eyes slammed shut and the blade came down at him. A bit of blood splattered onto Belarus and the small Baltic. Her hand was soon coated with blood that streamed down from the knife, Belarus' eyes widened slightly as she realized what happened.
"B-Brother..." Natalya stuttered, her eyes still wide.
There Russia stood, right in between the two. Knife right through the palm of his hand, it bled deeply as it ran down the blade and onto his sister. Ivan had the coldest look in his eyes as he pulled the blade out of his hand and threw it to the side, slowly stepping towards Belarus. She backed away, the look in his eyes was enough to scare her, let alone the dark aura now present.
"Brother, I-I... Just wanted you to be mine!" She stated, nervously stepping towards the Russian, showing that piercing glare that always scared him.
Ivan's glare only darkened towards his small sister. No words could truly express just how mad he was at her right now. "Natalya..." His teeth slightly ground together as he spoke.
Just as he was about to do something, the sound of a car pulling up to the small house was heard. Russia paused, realizing it must be Ukraine who had finally arrived. Belarus practically bolted out of the room and downstairs to see her older sister. If it wasn't for Ukraine, who knows just what Ivan would have done in his rage.
Russia turned to the cowering Latvian, he was curled in the corner and shaking worse than ever. Sighing, he walked over and carefully sat him up, and untied him. Ivan frowned, seeing the cuts from the rope on his wrists.
"Y-your h-hand is st-still bleed-ding" Latvia stuttered, shaking quite a bit as the Russian picked him up.
No response came from Russia, he was just to angry right now to speak. Making his way downstairs he carefully carried the small boy out, passing right by his sisters. Ukraine looked over confused, but her eyes widened when she saw the blood streaming down from her brothers hand.
"R-Russia! What happened?" Ukraine said worriedly, and ran up to her younger brother.
Russia glared slightly at Belarus. "Ask Natalya."
Ukraine blinked, a little confused as she looked to her sister. Belarus just looked away and walked back inside her house, and her older sister followed after her with a quite worried expression on. Ivan just stood there for a moment, then turned back to the car and gently set the Latvian down in the passengers seat. Getting in himself, he started up the car and backed out of the driveway.
It was a long drive back to Russia's house, not to mention quiet. Latvia didn't mind it though, Russia was mad and just really needed to cool off. That and, he really didn't want to piss him off anymore than he is right now. Raivis rested his head on the side of the seat, closing his eyes and slowly falling asleep.
Once back home, Russia got out of the car and walked around to Latvia's side. Gently opening the door and carefully undoing his seat belt. The small Baltic stirred, eyes slowly opening and yawning lightly.
"O-oh, we're home." He shivered slightly, his thin shirt wasn't meant for outside this time of year.
Russia smiled lightly, once again picking the smaller one up and out of the car. Once they made it inside Latvia started to squirm in his hold. He frowned, letting out a sigh as he put the boy down and turned to head back outside. Latvia paused for a moment, then quickly followed the taller man and grabbed at his coat sleeve before he could get to the door. Russia's eyebrow raised slightly as he turned back to the slightly trembling Baltic.
"Yes...?" He asked, curious as to why he was stopped.
Latvia moved his hand down the Russian's sleeve, and to his still bleeding hand. There was a small pause before Raivis began to gently pull the Russian's arm for him to follow. Ivan gave a slight nod, and followed Latvia to the bathroom. Nervously, Latvia sat him down on the edge of the bathtub, and went over to the cabinet to get some disinfectant and bandages. Russia made a small protest that he could fix it himself, but Latvia just sat him back down. Shakily Latvia removed Ivan's glove, cleaning the blood away as best he could.
"Th-this might h-hurt a bit.." Latvia stuttered as he poured some disinfectant on a cloth.
Russia gave a slight nod, and winced as the Latvian started to apply the disinfectant. Raivis apologized several times to the larger man before he started to bandage the wound. After he was finished, Latvia put the medical supplies back away in the cabinet. After a slight pause, Latvia walked over and hugged the Russian tightly. Smiling, Ivan pulled the little Latvian closer.
"W-why did you do that? You g-got hurt because of m-me." Latvia asked, shaking a little.
"Because I care about you, da." Russia smiled softly.
Hope you all liked! I will try and get ch.6 up asap!