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Trans!Russia Emotions Part 2

Holy fuck, this chapter is over 3,000 words. This is way longer than any of the others. I hope you like it. Also it's probably the last one in the series.

Russia stepped foot in America. He had everything he could sneak with him to give himself a better life here. He knew he would be on the run mostly, maybe run to Canada which would have been an even better alternative to America. But Russia just couldn't wait. He needed to leave now before he lost his mind and went crazy.

Russia was led up to his room. "Here you go Miss Moscau." Russia felt the familiar pain from that title as he went into his room. It was nice and he first checked for any cameras left in the room. Just to make sure. Russia then went through his bags. Double checking everything was in order. His Rubles to be exchanged into Dollars, as much as he could slowly squirrel away without seeming suspicious over the months had left him with quite a lot of money. Probably not enough for him to run for more than 6 months, but that time would be enough for him to get pretty far and hide pretty well. He double checked the makeup to disguise himself, perfect. Everything was in place. As long as no Countryhuman spotted him while he was on the run, no one would be able to get him for a good long while.

Russia took the phone he was given and put it on a charger in the room. He left the computer too. Not only were they heavy but they would be used to track him anyways so might as well get rid of them so no one would tell.

Russia emerged with the bag, "Hey, I'm going out for dinner. I'll be back in a few hours."

"Oh we should come with you miss-"

"No. I'll be fine by myself. I have the human discuss UN made anyways. It shouldn't break before I get back." Russia waved them off and they reluctantly him go.

As Russia left the building he felt immensely relieved. Now as long as he didn't come across America he should be fine. He had a route almost memorized into his head to the library where he would be far enough away to dig out the map in his backpack to get to where he can exchange his money and leave on a bus. By the time people got concerned of his whereabouts, he could be almost anywhere and the area would only get wider.

Russia walked leisurely. Didn't wanna seem suspicious to anyone  and when he finally reached the library, he pulled out his map. He was really tired. Russia had been on a couple long flights, he had jetlag, he had been awake for over 24 hours now.

Russia leaned against the wall for a second with the map out in his arms. He just needed a small break. Russia took a few deep breathes before figuring out where he was, how to orient the map, and finally made his way to exchange his money.

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Russia traveled for a week without hearing anything. He was surprised however everything was doing alright. He was surviving really well on the streets dispute being sheltered his whole life. He even felt a bit better. Already he had made it to New York and managed to find some nice people he could live with for the week before he moved on. This allowed him to stretch his funds further.

The longer Russia was out the more he forgot what it was like having a stable life, yet he enjoyed this life much more. He loved being free, the feeling of the wind on his face, the smell of the world after rain, the taste of the many different kinds of instant Ramen he could find. He was even able to find a way to meet up with a person to get a binder so he passed almost perfectly as a man making hitchhiking both possible and a great way to move around.

By the time he had been gone for 3 months he hadn't burned through as much money as he had thought he would have, and he was all the way in Washington. The pacific ocean smelled and looked wonderful. But it was cold. He had made that mistake once. When he was on the east coast the water was surprisingly warm, it was nice to put his feet into it.