Chapter One: The Garden

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Days began to darken in China's head ever since that day...The day Russia first entered China with the most unusual appeal but the warmness inside him that Yao can sense overwhelmed him.

Yao walked outside of his house into his garden. The vibrant colours of the flowers brought Yao to the thought of the smile on the other country's face. As Yao walks a little more to his sunflowers a man was crouched down in the garden starring at the still flowers, he didnt look happy, the sunflowers were lopsided drooping down. .the man stood them back up and smiled.

"I can see you there" he said "are these yours?"

Yao nodded.

"my name is Ivan" the man said, then he turned around.

Yao recognized the man, it was the man from day's ago, The one from the train station. (What is he doing here?) Yao thought.

"What is your name? " Ivan questioned .

"Wang, Wang Yao".

"aren't you also the country of China? " Ivan said.

Yao nodded "and i heard you are Russia. "

Ivan nodded "may i come in, maybe we can be friends da? "

"Follow"

Ivan followed Yao into the house and guided him to the couch, Ivan sat down. Yao handed Ivan some tea and they started to talk.

"You are nice Mr. China " Ivan smiled.

Yao's cheeks flushed "t-th-thank you s-sir "

"no need to call me sir it's Ivan ok "

Yao liked Ivan alot, he just met him an hour ago and fell in love with him the midnight violet eyes, the platinum hair, a smile as warm as the sun, and the warmness Yao can sense in his heart but, why was he sent here?

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