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Prologue

Youwere dating someone very special, someone very special indeed. Ivan,or the personification of Russia, was your darling teddy bear as youwould call him. He was big and warm and protective which is why youalways called him your teddy bear, he always called you hissunflower.

Hewas, as he would say, Mother Russia and you were just the tinycountry of Romanli, you were little better than a micro nation. Youhad absolutely nothing in way of power for him, but you were kind andsweet and you didn't fear him. And then somehow he ended up fallingin love with you and you fell in love with him.

Howeverright now he was shaking, the stupid American had insulted him;bringing up the Romanavs, calling him a 'commie' and that he'd neverbe loved. This was where he could feel his second player trying totake over but he didn't want to.

Hissecond player was snapped, he would hurt Name. And that was somethingthat Ivan would never allow anyone to hurt his little sunflower. Noteven a part of himself. However as hard as he tried not to change hedid. The last thing that Ivan heard was your voice calling for himbefore Sergio, the second player personification of Russia, took overthe body.

"Ivan?Teddy bear?" You called walking foreword into the home the two ofyou shared.

"AhName~ my little moonflower." You paused, that was Ivan's voice butwhy was he calling you his 'moonflower'? He always called you hissunflower.

"Ivan?"You called as he chuckled and you turned to see Ivan, however yougasped at him. This man had Ivan's face and voice but that was it,his coat was black while his scarf was red, he had brown hair, wasmore tan than Ivan and his eyes were a reddish brown.

"Iprefer Sergio." He stated as he smirked at you. "I have beenwaiting for you my little moonflower." He said as you looked up athim with wide eyes.

"Idon't understand...where's Ivan?" You whispered and he frownedbefore walking towards you. You didn't step back, not so much as aflinch, he had the face of your lover.

"Iam Ivan,little one." He said with a smirk, "I am the second player."

"Second player?" You askedblinking confused (eye color) orbs and he sighed stroking your facegently, his skin was icy cold, so unlike Ivan's warm flesh. Heshivered slightly, this was true warmth, the warmth that he had beencraving for centuries.

"Da. (Yes.) I am the...darkside of your precious Ivan." He explained with a gentle smile. "Iam Ivan but I am not." He whispered wrapping his arm around yourwaist and pulling you to his chest. "Ya tibulya. (I love you.) Justlike him." He added kissing you gently as you took a deep breath.

"Ivan...or Sergio..." youwhispered shaking your head, this was a grammatical nightmare. Heheld you a bit tighter a bit too tight. "Your holding too tightlyteddy bear." You added, something you had to tell the large Russianbefore as he didn't know his own strength. He did relax only a bitbut his possessive grip didn't slack.

"You love me just like him,right moonflower." He said gently kissing you again. "Don't you?"He whispered to you.

Here'sthe opening for Russia. I had to find something for him, I had thisidea almost once I had the idea for this but at the same time itdidn't come out how I wanted it.