Russia - The Courage to Love

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"Vell (name), vhat do you vant to do?" Germany asked, and you began to let your gaze drift around the room.

A sudden purple aura began to radiate from the other side of the meeting table. You followed its source to none other than Russia. He had on a smile, but the aura radiating from him said otherwise, like he was telling the other countries to stay silent.

"She will come to mother Russia, da?" He stated simply.

Your eyes widened a little, but you were still unsure you wanted to stay with him. Mainly because you felt a death glare coming from the door into the conference room, you took a quick peek in that direction. Glaring at you from a crack in the door was none other than Belarus.

You knew how possessive, not to mention obsessive, she was with her brother, and she would regularly scare off or threaten anyone who even got near him.

Gulping down your fear, you managed to stay calm and not show how scared you were at that moment. Glancing back to the table, everyone in the room was now looking at you with worry, fear, and uncertainty. Russia was still smiling at you with his eyes still closed, patiently waiting for you to give your answer, but you doubted you had a choice in the matter. His purple aura had receded a bit.

Taking a deep breath and gathering all your courage you gave a soft, yet commanding answer.

"I'll stay with Russia."

Some of the other countries gasped while others were too shocked to voice it, but none said anything for fear of angering the Russian.

Germany, who had sweat beading his face and his eyes filled with slight fear, cleared his throat to snap everyone out of their trance.

"Vell, if zhis is vhat you vant to do, madchen, I vont stop you. However, if anyzhing bad happens let us know and ve vill help vith vhat we can."

You nodded, but soon notice the glare from Belarus had gotten deadlier and almost burned a hole through your head.

"England, you vill focus on making zhe spell to send her home, and you had better do it or I vill send France over."

England paled and nodded quickly to show he got his point. You slightly giggled at this, but he seemed to notice and turned his head away with a small 'hmph' though you noticed a slight blush on his face.

"Ok, since I can see zhat ve vill not get much of anyzhing else done, this meeting is adjourned. Come one Italy let's head back home."

"Ve~ ok Doitsu. Bye bella! It-a was nice to-a meet you." He said cheerfully, giving you one last hug before following Germany out the door.

Everyone else quickly packed their things and half ran out the door to avoid the Russian man who was still sitting in his seat. England, however, dared to stay behind to talk to you.

"I'm sorry you have to stay with him, love, but I'll try to get that spell done as soon as I can. Also, a word of advice, don't get too close to him and avoid being around him when Belarus is watching. She will no doubt become extremely upset."

"T-Thank you for the advice England. I'll do my best to stay out of trouble," you whispered, giving him a small smile.

He just nodded and quickly headed out the door. You sighed, this was going to be a long night.

"Ready to go to my home, da?" Russia spoke up behind you.

You jumped slightly at his sudden appearance, and started to shake a little. Although, you soon stopped when you noticed he no longer had the purple aura seeping from him, and looked up at him with you (e/c) eyes.

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