*It was 8:00 in the morning. Russia woke up from his sleep, checking his phone only to be greeted by the news ALERT:*
"Local High school student: Spain. Found dead in Monopolis High School due to reports of a fowl smell coming from the downstairs boys' bathroom. The high school will be on high alert, following heavy safety precautions and updates on security throughout the school. Installing: Metal detectors, Security cameras, and more students to become student councils now carrying pepper sprays to increase the protection around the school."
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Russia scowls at his phone, his grip tightening around the rectangular cellular device. You could hear a faint crack in the interior of the phone as the screen buzzes to show yet another notification. He soon looked at it after some time showing the same News notification. He groaned as he slowly rolled out of his bed, and got up slightly hunched over to show how tired he was.
He cracked his joints to release his stress and build up tension. Then soon strut out of his room fixing his tangled mess of his hair, he rubbed his eyes as he grabbed the cereal box with his right hand, setting it on the Kitchen countertop. He opened his fridge, only to be greeted by his fathers eye.
"Oh, I forgot I had this in here." He popped his fathers frozen eye into his cereal bowl, soon grabbing the milk from out of the fridge and pouring in the milk before the cereal. He smirked at the eye, thinking it was a beautiful topper for his cereal.
He soon ate the cereal then the eye, getting met with a chewy, yet bloody and veiny substance in his mouth from the eye. He hummed out of delight from the delicacy of his fathers eye.
He got ready to go to school, having to be more cautious now since the school has upped their security game. He soon rushed out of the house seeing that it was now 8:40 in the morning, school starting in a few minutes.
After a while, Russia finally made it to the schoolhouse and scoots inside. He scanned the area for America, his eyes soon fixated on him. His eyes trailed up and down his figure, taking it in. His tongue ran over his sharp fangs, his saliva leaking inside of his mouth like a rabid animal. He could almost taste Americas flesh.. what he tasted like. It was like ecstasy for him, he was almost ecstatic. His claws for nails dug into the strap of his own book bag as he was like a famished animal gnawing at its cage to do the worst to America.
He decided to build up the courage to talk to him, he was sure of it. He soon breathed in deeply, walking over to America in a tall and confident manner. His muscles flexing underneath his skin tight turtleneck (what a damn man whore). He soon tapped on his shoulder, to his surprise America turned around almost immediately. Most people would've ran if they even felt Russia tap them like that.
He was snapped out of his trance when Ame said something out of concern: "Are.. Are you okay? Am I in the way?"
Russia chuckled underneath his heavily accented vocal, soon answering his question. "Oh, Нет.. Нет, you're not. Don't worry about it.. I just want to become friends with you, y'know?" He answered in an almost awkward tone as he held out his hand to shake Americas'. He was waiting to with the most biggest fanged smile anyone has ever seen, it was terrifying.
"Oh..-" America stammered, his eyes averting to the decorated art hallway wall filled with poorly to amazingly made paintings. He finally shook Russias' hand, feeling that it was coarse, like sandpaper.
Russia was in glee, feeling Americas' soft hand clasped together with his rough sandpaper hands. He couldn't help but tighten his grip a bit around Americas' smaller hand unknowingly. "I'm finally glad to make your acquaintance, America. How are you today?"
"I'm.. fine.. I guess. Just kind of at edge right now. Things aren't too safe around here." America answered, his eyes narrowing into Russias' feeling suspicious for his actions towards him. He couldn't help but feel like Russia was planning something, his gut was screaming at him to flee, to run away. But he felt like his legs were glued to the ground, unable to move at all.
Russia chuckled more than enough, causing America to grunt in response.
"What's so funny Russia?" America barked.
"Oh, nothing- nothing. Say.. do you want to become friends?" Russia slowly grabbed out his phone, seeing that America had his own phone grasped in his hand too. He reached over slowly, connecting their phones together to automatically get his phone number without asking.
"This is too sudden.. I need to go. I don't trust anyone at all right now." America responded, yanking his arm out of Russias' grasp. He soon walked away, never looking back. He soon felt his phone buzz and it was Russia texting him. He groaned. "I hate the new IOS update.."
Russia was giggling like a child getting free candy. His eyes sparkled brightly as he looked at Americas' phone number. Maybe this could be the start of a friendship.. sooner or later.. turning into a relationship he had always dreamed of.
A HEALTHY relationship.
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HI HI GUYS!! TYSM FOR SUPPORTING THIS BOOK FROM 2020! I'm trying to end this book by march 2024 of next year. Hopefully I end up doing that soon. So I can work on another CH au. Stay tuned for more.
Shy signing out!!
BYE BYE!!
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Short StoryThis is just a regular yandere Rusame AU, this story is inspired by Markai Cat's:Not Close Enough story. (You can't read it because he took his book down.) COVER IS MADE BY ME.
