A/N: OMG I'M SO SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE PLEASE EXCUSE ME I GOT IN HUGE TROUBLE AND WAS STRIPPED FROM ANY ELECTRONIC DEVICE. Anyway, please enjoy this chapter!

I keep forgetting to say this: Hetalia and it's characters belong to Hidekaz Himaruya only. Not me.

"VANYA?"

I tore my eyes from the canvas.

"Da?"

"Will you come in here please?"

I sighed and stood up and exited my room. I went into the small livingroom where my older sister was waiting for me. She was sitting on the couch, looking exhausted.

She looked at me pleadingly. "Could you please please please do the dishes? I'm so tired."

I nodded quickly. "Of course. You should go to bed, Kat. Dad's asleep. I'll be fine."

She smiled softly. "Alright. Holler if you need me. Goodnight."

"Night."

She stood up and made her way to her room. I then went to the sink, which was full of dirty dishes and... beer bottles? I sighed. Dad. Jackass. I didn't mind doing the dishes for Kat, I just couldn't stand my father.

I sighed again and started to scrub a greasy plate. We didn't have the money to afford a dishwasher, because ours was broken when we moved in, so we have to hand-scrub them.

Suddenly, my phone buzzed from my back pocket. I dried my hands and pulled my phone from my back pocket.

Yao.

I smiled and checked the message.

When can I see the painting?

I laughed a little and replied,

Never.

An immediate response.

EXCUSE ME ARU?

I held back a bark of laughter.

I'm just kidding. I'll show it to you when I'm done.

U said that 3 weeks ago aru. How long does it take u to paint something?

Paintings can't be rushed. And I'm almost done anyway.

REALLY?

Yes.

Promise to show it to me when ur done?

Yes.

I pocketed the phone again and continued washing the dishes. Yes, it had been around three weeks since I started the painting and Yao is as impatient as ever. No way was I showing him the painting before it was finished. I have a tendency to make my paintings look ugly at the start, and I don't want Yao to make fun of me. My dad does that.

I quickly finished washing the dishes and put them away. I glanced at our kitchen. Nothing much to it. Just a small area with small counter space and a stove and sink. It smelled. I decided to clean the kitchen tomorrow for Yekaterina. She has been working a lot of overtime. They had better pay her for that.

I headed to my room, where my unfinished painting sat. It was true, my painting was almost done. I just needed to add a couple final touches. I might finish it tonight. Who knows.

I yawned. Oh. I didn't realize how tired I was. I picked up the painting. I really wanted to finish it. I shook my head. I was going to finish it. Yao really wanted to see it, so I couldn't let him down, right?

I nodded to myself and sat back on my bed to finish it.

~Couple of hours later~

There. Now it's done. I set the painting down and looked at it from a distance. I hope Yao will like it. I felt my eyes get droopy from drowsiness and I glanced at my phone for the time. 11:53 PM. Jeez, I needed to sleep. I had school tomorrow.

~Next Day~

I felt a light tap on my shoulder and I whirled around. I smiled brightly at who it was.

"Ivan!" I said excitedly.

He smiled and reached behind him. "Hey, I got something for you."

He reached into his backpack and pulled out a canvas.

My eyes widened and I jumped up and down excitedly. "Lemme see lemme see lemme seeeeee~"

Ivan blushed. "Y-you're making a scene..." He said quietly.

I shook my head. "Who cares? I wanna see."

He nodded and handed me the painting.

I was speechless.

Holding in my hands was a painting of two people walking under an umbrella on a rainy sidewalk. The sidewalk was illuminated with orange glowing light poles. The trees which were around the light poles were glowing with orange. The street to the left was a royal blue, standing in grand contrast to the orange. The two people under the umbrella were facing their backs to us, and were obviously men.

I cupped a hand over my mouth.

This was the surprise he was working on?

I felt tears well up in my eyes.

I took the hand from my mouth to say softly, "This. Is. Amazing."

He smiled sheepishly and scratched the back of his neck. "Heh, thanks. I stayed up all night last night finishing it for you."

I felt the tears stream down my face. "F-for me?"

Ivan's eyes widened. "Y-yeah, why are you crying? Does it look bad?"

I shook my head and smiled. "No, it's just that nobody's ever done this for me. This is absolutely amazing, Ivan. You have a real talent. You could make so much money off this."

Ivan frowned. "I don't understand what's so good about it, but thank you."

I almost punched him. "Ivan Braginski,this is by far the most amazing painting I've ever held in my hands. Don't say that."

Ivan blushed and nodded. I nodded back and closed my locker. "C'mon it's almost time for class. Let's go."

~During class~

I sighed and rested my chin in my cupped hand as my teacher slid a DVD into a DVD player. It was nearing the end of the school year so most of the teachers were just playing movies while they graded exams. The movie was called Finding Nemo. I didn't really understand the name of the movie. I sighed again and watched the movie anyway, since I didn't want to draw with the class around me. I really wished Yao was in the same class as me.

The movie started out kinda funny, but quickly went to horror. This was a children's movie? I shook my head and continued watching. Timehop. Ohhhhhh Nemo's a name... Why would you name your child that? Americans... Okay so fish go to school too? Oh, it's crustaceans too. Why a stingray? Wouldn't the fish just float right off unless they were like, strapped down or something? Dude, do fish have swimming lessons or something? How wouldn't they be capable to swim? Haha, butt. Butt... Yao... Mmm... I wonder...

I suddenly felt myself get uncomfortable... Down there.

F-fuck...

I quickly thought of gross things.

Lima beans.

Alfred.

Women.

Mold.

Fleas.

Puke.

Blood.

I felt the lump in my pants go down and I relaxed.

Fuck, just the mere thought of Yao gets me hard? Damn it.

I scratched the back of my neck as I tried to continue to watch the movie. I couldn't. I just couldn't get Yao off my mind. Just a few weeks after meeting him and I want him. Maybe my dad is right. Maybe I am a whore. Man...

I laid my head on my desk and tried to get some sleep. I covered my head with my arms and closed my eyes.

After a while, I felt like I was being watched. I lifted my head and looked behind me, where an Alfred immediately looked away, a slight red tinging his cheeks.

The shrill of the bell stopped me from staring.

W-was he...? I decided to figure it out later.

A/N: Okay I'm sorry this is short but I have like, a HUGE writers block right now. -_- You guys can PM me what you want to happen next and I'll do that bc I seriously can't think of what to do next. Oh, and I had totally forgot what the "surprise" was going to be so I just found a picture on Google. BTW, the pic doesn't belong to me. Just so we're clear. If I can get enough things to do, I might post the next chapter really soon, so PM me. It can be anything, it's rated M for God's sake... (PM ONLY PLZ) Just give me something to write. -_- Thanks.

~mmbazb