A/N WOW guys I'm so sorry for taking so long. My life suddenly got crazy and well?

Now I've got the stress out of the way and I'm engaged to the sexiest Guy ever. I should be able to post a new chappy in two months.

Love you all!

Let me say something important right now before you move on. Russia is a beautiful country. Their people are sexy. They have a great since of person and wonderful strong appearance. How do I know? Heehee… Please that's a oneshot I wrote in my Fanfiction account.

Anyways…

When the first holiday break came upon the campus I had very little interest in the hassle to pack and ready my things to go home. Okay main reason was I opted to stay at campus. And when Matthew asked me why, I lied, I lied like I had never lied before.

"But Alfred why not come home?" Matthew asked as I helped him pack a bag for home. "Isn't it thanksgiving? You never miss that holiday." He looked at me closely.

Any of you who don't know, Matt and I are half brothers. Same mother different dads. He was born in Canada and well I'm from the United States. God character development is annoying.

I lied to him and looked at the blanket with a giant maple leaf on the front that I had just folded. "I have school work to do. I have some trouble in my social studies class." I said. 'Good use the worst class you have. More believable that way.' I thought.

"What will your father think? He's a government official. He'll have to explain your not being there." Matthew said.

"He's telling the prez I got school work to do." I turned to look at him. "And I'm sure the prez will be cool with it. The guy had been friends with dad for so long. Not to mention I look good in this whole thing. Sorta like the diligent student." I smiled. "But little does the prez know I'm wasting my time doing nothing at all." Though little does even Matt know that this week will be spent to try and get into a set of Russian pants.

Matt glared at me a second. "I'm sure your right."

I left Matt's room after saying bye and handing him some money to buy our mother some flowers from me. He handed me a card and said I couldn't open it till Thanksgiving. I had some suspicions to him possibly knowing something about my actual motives, but I brushed it off as I headed to my room.

The halls were filled with people heading home for November break. And some girls that had come up to the boys dorm to meet with there boyfriends. Mostly cause the security is real busy at this time getting students on planes and what not.

I was on my floor when I heard a girl calling out to a boy. "Come on Big Brother! Let me in. We can go out together!" Her accent thick of something I rarely ever hear. "I love you so much Brother! We need to spend time together if we'll be married!"

I'll tell you if I was a normal kid who wasn't going to a school for diplomats and world leaders kids, then this would have shocked me. In some countries it was normal for brothers and sisters to marry to, quote, keep the bloodlines strong, end quote. It's sickening to me, but I simply didn't care at that moment. What I did care about is that the blonde girl screaming was in my way of getting to my own room. "Hey girly! What are you doing?"

She quickly grabbed me by the collar of my shirt. "My name is Natalia, not girly."

"Look! Chill girl!" I said to her. This I'm used to, and really it never bothered me. "I just want to go to my room." I said calmly and pointed to my own door about four rooms away.

She slammed my back against the wall. "I'm looking for big brother Ivan. Where is he?" She raged.

I wont lie, the wind was knocked out of me, but again I'm used to fighting with Ig's. "Oh, Ivan?" My heart thudded. I was sure in Russia Brothers and Sisters couldn't marry. Never mind she sounded nothing like a Russian. I've been around enough of them to know. His name made her angrier. I quickly thought a moment. "Oh yeah Ivan is in the town. I saw him in the café'." I lied. "He was with some girl from the local high school." Mind you all I'm not normally spiteful, but I thought she'd get mad enough to go looking for the girl she'd leave Ivan alone this week.

"You Sure?" She looked at me.

I nodded.

She tossed me aside and ran down the stairs. Calling for Ivan. I caught myself before I fell and watched her leave. When she was gone I turned and looked at the door. "Room three zero four? Hm…" I made note of the room and started for my own room.

I was suddenly grabbed by the back of the shirt and pulled. "Ah!" I yelled in surprise. Wherever I was pulled into, it was dark. Even the window had a cover over it. A hand covered my mouth. A "Shh!" came from the person, as my back met the door. Once the person released me and stepped back I was moved aside. A body leaned on the door and I wondered what was going on. Though like the moron I am so often these days. I waited, not speaking a word.

It was a while before a light was turned on. A small simple desk lamp flicked on, its beam pointing up the wall. Casting a scary glow on a Russian flag, and a few photo's.

I gaped at the flag. Nothing was clicking in my brain, but finally I spoke. "Mind telling me what that was about?" I turned from the flag. My eyes landed on a body lying back on a bed. One leg bent, the other out straight. A set of two lavender colored cat eyes watched me. His back against the wall in a sort of, half sitting position. I stepped back to the door, in a feeling of wanting to run out of the room.

"So it was the American." Ivan said. He pointed at a chair across the bed at his desk. "Sit, unlike my crazy sister I will not harm you."

I slowly walked to the desk and sat.

"Lets talk." Ivan said sitting up and looking at me. "And don't lie."

I nodded, breathing a little on the hard side. My heart racing a bit.

"Why lie to my sister? You didn't know where I was. So, why lie?" Ivan looked me over. "And take that look off your face."

"What look?" I said in a low tone.

I almost fell out of my chair when I heard Ivan laughing. "You look like a cornered rabbit just about to be killed." He laughed more.

My face turned red and I spoke louder then I wanted to. "Not true!" My voice lowered. "Anyways, It was obvious you didn't want to be bothered with her. I watched her yell for you for a whole minute. And she was blocking my path to my room."

By now he'd stopped laughing. "Though true I didn't want to see her. The halls are big enough for far more then two to walk through." He stood up.

"Um, well…" I stammered.

"I told you not to lie." Ivan said. His eye's boar into me.

"Okay man sorry. I found her annoying." I admitted.

Ivan reached passed me and grabbed something from the desk. He went back to the bed and held the very same mirror he had in the shower. Looking me over with it. I felt my face get red. I mentally thanked the dimness of the room. "Ah." He said to himself and then stuffed the mirror on the bed behind him.

"Well should I leave?" I asked. Pointing to the door.

Ivan kicked back on the bed. His face told me I could. So I stood up and headed for the door and opened it. Stopped only by Ivan speaking to me. "But be back here Wednesday at nine that night."

"But why…?" I began.

"Leave and close the door American." Ivan interrupted.

I watched him and nodded. I left the room and closed the door. I heard the click of a lock almost right away. I felt like a puppy that just went through intense training, but still I walked to my room and flopped on my bed. I would spend my night now thinking of why Ivan wanted me to return.

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