Russia x Reader Fight for love

See you again...

You were at the world conference. Everything was as usual, France and England were arguing, while the American Loser tried to stop them. Germany was pretty annoyed and tried to keep Italy awake. With time you really got pissed off and bored. You stopped wrapping a streak of your [h/l] [h/c] hair around one of your fingers and stand up. "EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP; OR I WILL RIP YOUR HEARTS OUT OF YOUR CHEST!" you screamed with a killer-look in your [e/c] eyes. Abruptly the whole room was silent. Nobody dared moving, everyone knew you would do that, if you had to. "Thank you." you said with a nerved clay in your voice, but nevertheless you wore a kind smile. Suddenly you felt a hand grabbing your shoulder, fast you turned around and were about to slap the person, who dared touching you. You hated it, to be touched without giving the permission before. But then you saw the face of Ivan Braginski, the personification of Russia. Unfortunately you didn't care who he is and slapped him hardly across the face. Then you hissed "Don't touch me, without asking before." The whole room seemed to be frozen, everyone stared at you completely incredulous. -How could you dare doing that?! That was one of the biggest mistakes of your life and probably the last you would ever do. - was written across the face of the feared other nations.

You swallowed hard and looked into the violet eyes of a gobsmacked Russia. He hold his right, red, hurting cheek and stared at you indefinitely. It didn't matters what will happen to you now, you would fight, if you had to. "She's too hot, to die now." Prussia whispered to France, who just were able to nod, because of his fears. Slowly Ivan lowered his hand, but continued staring at you. His look was impossible to read, so you had to wait. "I'm sorry." he said after a while and his childish, innocent smile appeared again on his face. //What?! He's sorry?!// Now you couldn't stop your mouth from falling open. Infidel you stared at him, but then you just nodded and turned around. After you sat down again, the other countries breathed in relief. Nobody was dead, nobody was hurt. Everything seemed to be okay. Only after a few seconds you realized, you slapped the big, scary, violently Russia right across the face and you were still alive. Two types of feelings started growing on you. The first one was a winner-feeling. Perhaps he's respect before you too and that's the reason why you're still alive. But the second feeling wasn't a good one, you were afraid of that the revenge would come, when you didn't count on it. You swallowed hard again and shyly looked at your new "enemy?" He was concentrated on the speech of Germany about economy and military things. For a short moment you thought //He's a really handsome man, but he's scary and crazy as well. // you had a crush on him since a really long time... but you were afraid of him too... And your economy wouldn't survive an alliance with him. When he smiles, not this childish smile he wears every time, a real smiles, the world seemed to be a little bit brighter. Sometimes when you two speak with each other you felt like you drank a full bottle of vodka. Your whole body feels warm and comfortable and your sins are a little bit muzzy. But you had to get over him, it's impossible to be with him.

After the conference everyone rushed out of the room, because they didn't want to be seen with you anymore. They were too afraid of the Russian revenge. On the one hand you could understand that, on the other hand it was really cowardly. You just shrugged and walked out of the room. Everything went ordinary, you entered the taxi, then the plane and then you were at home again. There were no words in this world, which could describe how happy you were, being finally at home. You walked into your office and looked at your desk. There laid a lot of letters. You sighed and took the first one, you opened it and read something which let your blood froze in your veins.

"Dear [c/n],

you disgraced me really hard today. So I'm going to do that, to you too. With this letter I proclaim that our lands are in a war now. You can be sure, nobody will help you. I won't need help anyway, so it will be fair.

With best regards

Ivan Braginski alias Russia."

You swallowed and fell down on your chair. That was your death sentence. You felt tears filling your eyes, but you banished them again. That wasn't a reason for crying! You had to forget your feelings for him now even more! You had to win and to save your country. The whole situation wasn't a reason for being sad or feared, no it was a reason for fighting! You phoned your admirals and let your army get ready. //This will be the battle of the century and I will win it! // you thought resolved and took your sword. Yes you were fighting with a sword, that's a little bit out-of-date you know, but you loved it. It didn't took a long time, till the first fighting noises reached your ears. You knew your soldiers wouldn't lose as long as you stood strong. You had only one goal and you would do everything to reach it. You wanted to defeat Braginski with your own hands. In the fray you searched for him, but you didn't found him. You were about to help your soldiers, when you saw the ends of a rose scarf with a few blood prints on it. "RUSSIA COME AND FIGHT WITH ME!" you screamed with an ambitious expression on your face. It didn't took long and Russia appeared in front of you, his face and uniform covered from blood and dirt. You locked your hand tighter around the hilt of your sword and waited for his first attack. For a short time he just smiled at you, but suddenly he raised his AN-94 (that's a gun xD). You felt a short, incredibly strong Pain in your right shoulder. You tried your best not to scream in pain. Ivan just smirked innocently like always and visors your chest. But now you he wouldn't be able to hit you, you ran forward very fast, raised your sword and rammed it into his shoulder. He didn't screamed, he didn't show any signs of pain. Blood started to soak his coat and his scarf. He just turned his head to you hand grab the blade of your weapon. His hand started bleeding too, but he didn't cared. He pulled it out of his body and throw you with it on the ground. Not really impressed you stood up again. You felt the hurt in your shoulder grow and grow, but you had to win here! "Ready to die Braginski?" you asked with a dark tone in your voice. "I could you ask the same." he answered smiling and target your heart. You ran forward and tried to hit his carotid artery with your blade. You knew if he fires now, you would die without a change beating him. But he didn't fired. He just started at you with the raised gun. You nearly cut his carotid vein, when he threw away his gun in the last second and grabbed your blade with his hands again. "I don't want to kill you." he admitted and looked at you sadly. He shoved you a little bit back and ignored his bleeding shoulder and his hands. You looked at him confused "What do you want otherwise?" you asked suspiciously. "I want you to be mine! But I know you would never join me! So I needed a reason for a war and then I wanted to conquer you." he answered and looked at you with love in his violet eyes. Silently he whispered "I love you [y/n]! I love your character! Your fearless and brave way. You are so beautiful, you help other countries, when they need you! And you're the only one who isn't afraid of Me." he continued and blushed a little. At first you weren't sure if that wasn't a lie. But he seemed to be honest.

He noticed that you were thinking that perhaps it was a lie. So he did something unbelievable. He grabbed the blade of your sword again and placed it on his chest, at his heart. "If you don't believe me, rip my heart out of my chest, like you said you'd do It." he provoked you fearless. You swallowed and focused on his face. His pleading smile and his beautiful eyes, which showed you a mix out of love and sadness. You never saw so much sadness in the eyes of someone. You let your sword fall on the ground and mumbled imperatively "Before I can trust you, stop this madness!" He nodded and screamed really loud "Установка бой, отступление!" (Stop fighting! Retreat!) Abruptly the Russian soldiers stopped fighting and retreated. You watched them for a while, to be completely sure. Then you turned your face to Ivan. "You love me?" you asked with a light blush on your face. "Da. With all my heart." he answered with an innocent smile. "You hadn't to start a war, just to tell me that." you complained. "I'm sorry sunflower, but I didn't know any other way." he excused. He picked up your sword and looked at the blood on the blade, his blood and your blood. The wound on your shoulder were a smooth bullet, so it didn't hurt a lot anymore. You looked over to Russia and noticed the pool of blood on the ground. His wounds seemed to be really deep. "Do you love me too?" he asked with a suddenly shivering, weak voice. It only took a few seconds till you realized what was going on, his loss of blood was too high. "Ivan please take care of your wounds." you begged and became a worried glare in your [e/c] eyes. He shook his head "Not before you said you love me!" he said defiant. "Please! I don't want you to die!" you continued begging. He were about to contradict, but then he lost his awareness. "IVAN!" you screamed worried and ran towards him, trying to brakes his fall. You felt tears filling up your eyes, while you tried to wake him up. Panicked you pushed his coat aside and saw the long wound on his shoulder. You teared your uniform and bandaged the wounds as well as it was possible. Then you lightly patted his cheeks to wake him up. He didn't react. You got more and more panicked so you raised your hand and slapped him again hard across the face. "Wake up! I need you!" you screamed while doing it and felt tears falling from your face. He opened his eyes slowly and smiled weak. "You need me?" he whispered and watched shocked the tears who felt for him. Nobody had ever cried because of him beeing hurted. Yeah they cried, because he hurted them. But never because he was unsecured. He felt tears collecting in his eyes. "Yes I need you." you answered honestly and whipped away his tears. "So don't cry, please stay up and go home with Me." you begged and tried to smile confident. "I don't know if I'm able to do that sunflower." he whispered and felt a giddiness again. "Please..." you pleaded desperately. He closed his eyes again, but he could hear your sobs and felt your shivers. "Do you love me?" he asked again. "Yes! Yes I do! But please don't leave me!" you gasped between the tears. He just smiled and squeezed your hand a little bit. "It's okay sunflower... We will see us again." he muttered and drifted into a deep darkness again. But that wasn't important for him, because he knew someone on this world loved him back... And he knew... One day he'll be able to hold his little sunflower in his arms... "NO! No, no!" you screamed stunned. "Don't leave me! I love you! I really love you, please stay by my side." you pleaded while crying even more. You laid your head down on his chest and cried unreservedly.

You didn't know how long you laid there... and you didn't know how much you've cried. But you knew something Love hurts. Like a machine you stood up and looked on your sword. The weapon who killed the man, who you loved. Furious you rammed it into the ground as hard as you could. After that your arms hurted really hard, but you didn't care. The hurt in your heart was thousand times stronger. You swore yourself to never cry again, to never be weak again, to never love again, to never fight again! And god you'd hold this promise, because of him... because of Ivan Braginski... The man who took your sins away like a bottle of vodka and the man who let the world shine a little bit more... The man who you loved...