Chapter Four: My Saviour

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~ ~ FLASHBACK ~ ~

"Hey sunflower, when I grow up I want to have a lot of friends... What about you?"

(Name) sighed at the boy, having his dreams up. "Well.. I guess I'd rather work as a doctor.. or maybe a florists.. I don't know either ones will do."

"Surely you must have a dream other than becoming THAT, (Name)." A creepy dark aura grew around the two, suddenly making the girl feel uncomfortable.

"I do.. It's just there's so many choices to pick!" She complained, folding her arms in frustration.

Russia hugged the girls arms, giving a soft quick peck on her forehead.

"And once we have grown up, we'll promise to never leave each other's side, okay?"

She nodded, happily. "Okay!"

~ ~ Flashback Ends ~ ~

You frolicked onto the pathway from your workplace. You felt happy because you have just finished a three hour shift and were gonna see Russia again.

But something dark was following you (no racism intended). A tall blonde man with blue eyes and beautiful golden hair stalked you all the way from work.

For the first few minutes, you decided to ignore him, thinking that he was like the other bypassers just wanting to get their way... but things got a little serious when he didn't stop following you.

He inched closer to you before grabbing your arm and pulling you into an alleyway. He took off his disguise and wrapped an arm around your neck, making you choke. Panicked, you bit the arm of the man before he let you go, giving you the advantage to see his face.

"F-France?!" You yelped out before he pinned you back towards the wall. "Yes~?" He began to kiss your neck, trailing down. You screamed out for help, plentiful of times, holding in the moans to encourage his doing.

"N-NO!"

"Why, mon cheri~ Youre clearly enjoying it."

"I-I want my regions first claimed by Ivan..l you cried silently, he sank the dagger deeper on your skin.

France placed a finger on your lips. "don't worry, nobody can hear us here."

You squirmed, trying your best to get out of his grasp.

You closed your eyes only to hear a very loud 'THWACKING' noise. The next thing you saw was bloodstains surrounding Frances' dead corpse. You shrieked at the sight of it. Suddenly Russia held your hand, pulling you into a passionate embrace.

"RUSSIA?!"

"You called?" Tears flooded down from your eyes and rolled down your cheeks. If it weren't for this man, then your innocence would have been stolen by now.

What came next was unexpected. You felt a soft material pressing against your own lips. It was sweet and passionate making your stomach tingle and flutter.

Russia's lips have finally met yours. You closed your eyes, treasuring the moment before pulling away for oxygen.

"Russia.. Let's go home."

"Da."

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