**A/N: Hey readers! Russia is OOC in this. Don't beat me. And please, please, please review. I will love you forever. DISCLAIMER: I don't own Hetalia. (I also don't know why I'm supposed to put these damned things in every chapter!)**

You were getting ready for your date with Ivan. You wanted to believe it was a friendly thing, because you were still freaked out about what Belarus said.

Canada was over watching tv with Ivan. You still didn't know your way around the house that well, but you knew where your room, Ivan's office, the kitchen, and the bathroom was, so you weren't concerned. It was almost 6:00, so you figured you would have enough time to get ready. You decided to get ready.

You walked in the bathroom and began to look around for what you could use. You found a hairbrush and a hair pin. You walked out and was about to ask Ivan for a toothbrush and some toothpaste when I heard Ivan's friend, Canada, say around the corner, "So, do you like this girl or something?" He said the word "like" as if it was a swear word.

Ivan said, "Why are you worried, Mattie? You said you would be okay with me having a partner if we stayed friends after-" Ivan was cut off by Matthew.

"After what, Ivan?" He said in a low voice. "You even said it was nothing." You had a hard time hearing what he said because he was so quiet.

"Calm down, Mattie. I said that at the time, because I realized what I was to you."

"So, you broke my heart like it was nothing because you were my everything?" Canada said, almost yelling. You felt horrible for the little Canadian.

Ivan was silent for a long time. He finally said, "Why didn't you tell me this?"

"It's not hard to figure out", he spat. "Maybe, if you open your eyes, you'll realize that I still feel the same way." He stood up.

"Mattie", he said, grabbing the edge of his coat. "I-"

"Listen to me, Ivan! I put up with you because I loved you, but now I'm breaking the habit! I am done! Don't call me; nor expect me to answer the door. J-Just leave me alone and-" The little Canadian broke off.

Ivan seemed broken. "And what?", he said, trying to act calm.

"And go talk to that new girl of yours, because I obviously don't matter to you. You made your choice; I can see it! It's to bad that [1]putain will never love you as much as I did!", he yelled as he ran out of the house, sobbing hysterically.

You went back to your room, sat on the bed, and gazed out the window for ten minutes. You decided to get up and check on Russia. You walked out and saw Russia, standing in the same spot he was when Canada left, except a tear was strolling down one of his cheeks.

"Ivan?", you called. He turned his head and looked at you.

"Yes, (Name). What do you need.?"You walked forward and hugged him. When you let go, you gave him a kiss on the cheek. "What was that for?", he asked.

You said, "You're crying." You reached a hand up and wiped away the tears. Instead of talking, he wrapped his arms around you and held you. "Ivan?"

He let go and said, "Let's get ready for our date", he said smiling.

"Ivan...Are you sure? You were just crying a minute ago", you said concerned. You didn't want him to do anything he didn't want to do.

"Da. I am positive." Ivan walked into his bedroom and left you to get ready.

~20 minutes passed.~

"Are you ready, [2]моя подсолнечника?" Ivan called.

"Yeah, hold on", you called back. You stepped out, looking beautiful. Your (h/l), (h/c) was down normally, but your makeup looked stunning. You found it in the drawer, along with an unused toothbrush and some toothpaste. You also tossed on a pair of jeans and a button-down flannel shirt, because it looked nice, and didn't hurt your injuries. You also found fresh bandages to cover your wounds with. You had on a pair of white socks and your own converse tennis shoes.

"Lovely." Russia said smiling. He was dressed in his usual outfit. A tanktop, some jeans and his scarf.

"Thanks. Where are we going?", you asked, excited for your date with Russia.

"You will know when we get there, da?", he said smiling. He tossed on his coat and put your own freshly washed and dried coat on you, and then you both walked out the door.

~10 Minutes Later~

"We're here", he said smiling. They pulled up to a movie theater.

You said, "Cool, I love the movies! What are we seeing?"

He smiled and said, "What do you want to watch?"

"How do you feel about scary movies?" you asked.

"I get to use it as an excuse to put my arm around you, da?"

"Yes, you can." You said smiling. He took your hand and led you inside. You bought tickets to a scary movie called the Voices are Calling and walked into theater eight. You still had ten minutes so you sat and talked about little stuff. It's funny how I thought this was a 'friendly date', you thought to yourself. The movie then started and you both began to watch it.

The movie was kind of gruesome. You had to look away at some parts, but Russia just stared at the screen blankly. In the middle of the movie, he leaned over and said, "Are you scared?" You admitted you were a little bit scared by the movie. He whispered, "Then, I will protect you, da?" He said, putting his arm around you. You watched the rest of the movie, and when it ended, he left with his hand knotted with yours.

He helped you in the car, being careful of your injuries, because although they were feeling a bit better, much pain was still there. He got in the driver's seat and ignited the engine. "Are you ready for part two of our date?", Russia asked, grinning ear to ear.

"Part two? I can't wait!", you said happily, although your injuries were hurting badly. You didn't want to admit it, but you had fallen for Ivan when you found out he had saved you, and would do a lot to make him happy.

~10 Minutes Later...Again~

Russia had pulled in in front of his house."Ivan, what does part two consist of?" You asked, smiling.

"Follow me", he said smiling, walking around the back of the house. There was a small layer of blankets on the ground with some pillows. "Here", he said, helping you sit down. "I'll be back." He jogged in the house, and came out with a basket of food. He laid it down on the blanket and sat down. He pulled out some soup that had beef and what looked like cabbage.

"Looks good, what is it?", you asked, hungry.

"Borscht. It is a traditional family recipe", he said proudly, handing you your bowl. When you both finished, you laid on the blankets. Ivan pulled out a small flask of vodka and drank from it. "Would you like some, подсолнечник[3]?", he asked, offering you the flask.

Although you weren't a drinker, you took a small gulp and handed it back. It tasted surprisingly good. He took it and took another sip. He slid it inside of his coat pocket. "Here", he said, holding his coat open. "You must be cold. Come lay in here." You slid over into his warm coat, being held by his strong arms. He looked up at the stars. "They are almost as beautiful as you."

Right at that moment, the full moon was out, the stars were shining, and Ivan looked as handsome as ever. Although you have never done this before, you leaned in and kissed Ivan. Not on the cheek or a quick peck, but long and meaningfully on the lips. Not before long, Ivan opened his mouth and you opened yours, inviting eachother's tongues into the other's mouth. Ivan tasted like vodka and Borscht, which was a good combination to you. You stopped and cuddled. You fell asleep in Russia's strong arms.

**A/N: That was super fluffy. And my day was horrible, so I wrote to take my mind of of it, which is why its a little long than usual. I'm not sure if it's noticeable or not, so, oh well. I really hope you like it, considering I stayed up until 4:13 AM completing this for all of you lovely viewers. Please don't forget to review!**

Translations:

[1] whore

[2] my sunflower

[3] sunflower