Barricaded (2p Hetalia x Reader)

6

Your mouth watered at the scent of food cooking in the kitchen. The rest of the 2ps had awoken and come downstairs. A lot of them left the hotel temporarily but some stayed. Moscow had decided to cook breakfast for you. She called them 'blini'. According to her, 'blini' were Russian pancakes. You had no idea why she was being so nice to you. Last night, she almost bit your head off but today, she was as sweet as candy. You decided to talk to her after breakfast. You glanced at the plate when it was handed to you. Instantly digging in, you stuffed your mouth and looked around the dining room.

America, Japan, Italy, Moscow and Russia were the only others in the room. They ate and talked amongst themselves. Surprisingly, the sun came out after you finished your meal. But it was still cold. You stood up and walked towards Moscow. You ignored the staring of America and Italy. You would most likely ask them their names another time. You stopped at her table and looked down at her. This was the first time that you'd seen Ivan's 2p up close.

His build was similar to Ivan along with his nose. His hair was brown and his eyes were a piercing red. There were dark circles underneath them, probably from a lack of sleep. His coat was nearly identical to Ivan's except it was black with red lining. He wore a scarf that was grey in color unlike Ivan's pink one. Similar to Viktoria, he wore a blank expression that chilled your bones. You tried to ignore his stare which seemed to drill through your skull.

'I was wondering if you wanted to take a walk with me' You mumbled.

An almost nonexistent smile worked its way onto her face and she nodded. Before she stood up, she leaned towards 2p Russia and mumbled something in his ear. He simply nodded in response and looked out of the window. You both exited the dining room and stood at the bottom of the stairs.

'I'm going to change. Wait for me at the entrance'

You nodded and watched her retreating figure go up the steps. You mentally scolded yourself. Why would you ask this woman to go for a walk with you? She was a 2p. Your enemy. You shouldn't even be here. How you ended up in the 2p universe, you had no idea. Your thoughts were interrupted when Moscow walked down the stairs and stood in front of you.

She changed into a green trench coat like both of the Russias except hers had buttons that came down above a belt. She was clad in leather boots and wore a military beret. You wrapped yourself in a parka jacket and you both headed out of the door. You were greeted by a gush of cold wind and you shivered.

'Freaking Russians. Used to this deathly cold weather' You thought

You both walked in silence until Moscow spoke up.

'Why did you invite me?'

'There's something...odd about you. Something mysterious. Why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?'

Viktoria suddenly stopped and glanced at the sky. Clouds were suddenly starting to crowd the sun again. She softly exhaled and looked at the ground.

'I don't have many friends. With every person who does come into my life, who's not a business partner' they eventually go away. I'm not a fan of the other nations'

You looked at her face. It held 'sorrow?'. You swallowed and let her continue to speak.

'We got off to a bad start. I'm not good at first impressions. I regretted it when I was laying in bed last night. I was hoping that we could start over and be friends while you're here'

A small grin worked its way onto your face and you nodded. You started to walk again, no destination in mind. At least you had made one friend and had company while you were here. But you had no idea who she really was. You knew that Anya was a former country, but you knew nothing about her past: the name of her country, her culture and how and why it was overthrown by Russia. Since Viktoria is technically a 'monochrome Anya' she should have a similar past. Right? Courage built up and you decided to ask.

'Can you tell me a bit about yourself? When you were a nation'

Moscow stiffened but relaxed soon after. You heard her clear her throat and she began speaking.