Yuri for life [Countryhuman - East Germany x Khiva/???]

Yuri for life ~2

-East Germany-

I was sitting in my small room, the sun shining through the window and making it hard to watch the other kids play outside. I started wondering when the last time was when I played like this, without worries, without the fear. They forbid me to go outside when the other kids had their break. I do understand why... In the past, in the beginning of my time here I attacked countless boys and even though I now know that they aren't a threat I still sit here by the window every afternoon, watching them. A new girl looked at me, then scared ran away back to the others. The bell rang and all kids hurried inside, a soft knock came from my door and France, the second head mistress of the orphanage came in. I liked her, she was always calm and smelled nice. She told me to follow her to the reception hall, not the one where guards keep me from escaping but the one where adults come to meet us. I sat in my corner, waiting, calmly analyzing the room, while young pairs meet up the young kids. They were more popular... I only noticed almost an hour was gone by when my feet started to prickle, fallen asleep in my waiting posture. France and UK nervously looked towards the front gate. They were whispering too each other and I sneaked a bit closer. "You think she heard about her from others and..." France got cut off by UK: "No no this lady was way too excited when she heard about East! She asked in addition if..." We all turned on our heals when the door slammed into the wall and a tall woman marched towards us. Her coat flared behind her and the ushenka on her had looked familiar... She handed UK her passport and a note before turning towards me and kneeling down in front of me. I stared into the yellow eyes as she spoke to me, but I didn't hear, I was fascinated by her look, by the mysterious smell of citrus gras. She stood up, took my hand and fallen out of my shock we began to march towards the door. She sat me into the red Mini parked in the middle of the courtyard. Apparently she traveled far to get me, we drove a while already and I got sleepy. At some point I couldn't fight the sleep anymore and the next time I woke up I was lying in a bed in a room unknown to me, but friendly.
I stared into the eyes of the girl that leaned over me, young and beautiful and again this mysterious marvelous smell after citrus gras.