Don't Forget About Me [Russia x America]

Chapter One: "The Cold War"

I kept staring at that stupid American with my icy blue eyes, he looked like he was having so much "fun" with his friends. It disgusts me to see someone so happy and cheerful all the time. Doesn't he have fears or any weaknesses? I honestly would like to take a crack at him, but he'll probably threaten me again like the usual. I stood up and adjusted my scarf, it was a piece of home to me since I'm new to this high school. My name is Ivan Braginsky, and I'm a senior at the Alix high school, I came here with my sister, Natalya. She's a year younger than me and a little possessive. I walk past the American and his "gang" of people while I look for my sister. I see her, sitting alone and crying, I look behind me and see the American laughing and pointing at her. I flash a glare at the American and he turns pale, I sense that he is terrified of me. I drop my bag and walk up to the American and his friends back away. I can sense fear in all of them, but the American's fear disappeared. I finally met the eyes of the Americans, they were blue like mine, yet they were calmer. I remain emotionless as I stare at the American. 

He was the first one to start the talking. "Hey big guy. What's the problem? Did we make your crush cry?" He started to laugh and my anger grew more. I took another step forward as he took a step back. I could sense he is not going to back out, nor am I. His fist rose, I still didn't back out. Instead, I took one more step forward, that's when he swung. I lifter  my hand up and caught his fist before it could reach my cheek. His eyes widen as I shook my head. My grip on his fist tightened, he started to tense up. I could see people started to gather around us and I didn't like it, I pretended that no one was there. Just me and the American. He finally pulled away his fist and took another swing at me, I dodged his hand and kneed him in the stomach. Hard. I saw his collapse to the ground in pain and clutch his stomach, I started to walk to Natalya, who was already in the crowd of students. I pick up my bag and walk away without saying a single word. As I motion Natalya over, people kept staring at me, in disbelief. 

I walked inside to the main hallway of school, and Natalya followed. I gave her a huge bear hug and walked off to my class, which was Geometry.