**A/N: Hey guys! Thanks for favorites and alerts! I really appreciate it. It's amazing how a few alerts and favorites can make my day. Well, I hope you like the chapter. I'll stop wasting your time with my ramblings and let you get to the story.

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He walked over you over to the bathroom and walked away. You stumbled in and closed the D]door, followed by locking it. You turned on the bathtub water. You shed off all of your clothes, leaving only bandages on your stomach. You frowned as you looked at your own legs, which were not bandaged. There were more stabs and slash wounds on your thighs. No wonder I couldn't walk. You took off the bandages on your stomach and threw them away.

You glanced around the bathroom, which was well kept and nice sized. When you looked at the sink, you realized there was no faucet. Hmm, that's...odd.

When the bathtub was filled, you slowly climbed in. It stung your wounds, but the stinging went away and the hot water became soothing. You closed your eyes and fell asleep.

You were running through a playground. "No! Please! Get away!" Someone was chasing you. They were stronger and faster than you. They caught up to you and threw you on the ground. They pinned you down, and they started to laugh. "Someone help me! Dear god!" They covered your mouth with their hand. It began to snow.

"That's enough out of you", a man said in a low voice. "I told you, 'I don't lose, not ever'. Why do you continue to run, hmm? I only want to play." He said chuckling. "Now, tell me. Would a wound hurt more if it was a slash or a stab? If I remove my hand and you scream, you won't talk again." He lifted his hand. "Now, answer the question."

"Fuck you." The first stabs came on your stomach. Than two slashes were delivered right after that. You screamed and hadn't realized it, and he threw you on the ground next to him.

"You screamed." He said, smiling. He took the blade he was holding and stabbed your thighs. "I already told you before, you can't escape your past." He had the blade inches from your neck. "Goodbye, (First Name)."

"You feel superior hitting girls, da?" He frowned as he looked at you. "I am Russia."

Russia was large. He wasn't fat, though, only tall.

"This is none of your damned business, Russia." The man spat. "Leave before you meet the same fate.

Russia just smiled and pulled out a large pipe. "So, you intend to kill her?" He took a step towards the man, who still had the blade over your neck. "Drop the blade. You are smart man, da? You know what will happen if you don't." The man was utterly terrified.

He shuffled back and dropped the knife. "Good, Good." Russia chuckled and looked at you. "I'll be with you in a minute." Russia kicked the blade away, and walked over to the man on the floor. "In the meantime, close your eyes, подсолнечник."

"Okay." You said. You heard a grunt and then silence. "Russia?"

"Everything is just fine. You need help walking, da? I will carry you. You can open your eyes now, too." He smiled, slipping the pipe into his coat, and bending down to look at you. He dropped his smile. "You are bleeding", he said like it was the most casual thing in the world.

"No kidding", you said. "Thank you. You really saved my life."

He smiled once again, looking into your (e/c) eyes, stroking your (h/c), (h/l) hair. "It was no problem", he said. He picked you up and put you on his back. "Comfortable, da?", he asked.

"As comfortable as I can be right now", you said. The snow had piled on the ground. You looked ahead and saw a car full of familiar people speeding away at the site of you. At the last moment, a shot was fired. It was coming toward you in slow-motion, about to pierce your chest.

You woke up, screaming. "(First Name)! Are you okay?" Ivan yelled with worry in his voice.

"I'm okay, I fell asleep and had a nightmare", you called back. T-Those people are...from my past?

"I will get you clothes to wear and we will talk when you get out...da?", he said, still worrying.

"Alright." You hurried and finished so you could talk to Ivan, although you had no idea why you wanted to see him so bad. I really want to see Ivan. You didn't even want to consider having feelings for him. You got out, found a towel, dried your hair, and then covered yourself up.

You opened the door. It smelled a little bit like a floral shop. "Ivan?", you called. "I have no idea where to go." Ivan came out of a door, holding a sunflower. "Ivan, that sunflower is so pretty! They're my favorite!", you said smiling.

"Good", he said, smiling, as he handed you the sunflower. He began to lead you to your room.

"This isn't the same way we came from, was it?"

"No, it wasn't. You have a better room." He said, gesturing to a pale blue door.

With one hand on the towel, you used your free hand to open the door. "Ivan, it's magnificent!" you said happily. There was a king-sized bed in the middle of the room, a large dresser, and a personal bathroom. All around the room there were freshly picked sunflowers in jars all around the room. "It's so beautiful!" You were so happy, that although you were in a towel and were still hurt, you jumped up and gave Ivan a kiss on the cheek.

Russia blushed a deep crimson. "I thought you should have something almost as beautiful as you in the room", he said, pointing to the sunflowers around the room. "Your clothes are in the drawers. There isn't much, but that's all from when my sister, Ukraine, left. I'll leave you to get dressed."

He left the room, and you picked out a blue pair of sweatpants, a white tee-shirt, pink underwear, and a matching pink bra. You sat on the bed, wishing Russia was in there still. "Ivan? I'm dressed. Will you come talk to me?", you called out, hoping he heard. Before long, you could hear russia walking over.

"I may sit, da?", he asked

I smiled and said, "Of course you can." When he sat down, you scooted next to him. "Ivan?"

"Da?" He said looking at her.

"I thought you were going to say something. You were kind of staring at me.", you said, smiling.

He smiled, as well, and said, "The way your (e/c) sparkle like the stars made me think of something."

"I'm listening", you said, still smiling and looking into his mauve eyes.

Right at that moment, Russia looked at you and asked, "Later tonight, would you go somewhere with me?"

"I thought you'd never ask."

And at that moment, it all seemed perfect.

**A/N: Yay! More fluffy stuff and love! I'm sorry if Russia is a bit...out of charater sometimes. I just think of something and I'm like, "That would be AWESOME!" So, my apologies if that irks you. And everything is perfect. And we both know what happens when things are perfect! Also, what is your dark, spooky past? DUN-DUN-DUUUUN! Well, please review and tell me what you think. Until next time, Bye!**