RussiaxChild!ReaderxPapa!Germany

Vatti Ludwig and Mister Ivan

Ivan was walking in Moscow looking around. His war had just ended and he had come out victorious, as always, nothing could win against Mother Russia. He worked side by side with his army. Before he could think anymore something started tugging on his scarf. He froze, it was well known to never, ever, touch his scarf.

He turned ready to attack when he looked around. No one was there.

"..M...Mister..." Ivan looked down when he heard heavily accented Russian, it sounded like the speaker was German. His violet eyes lighted on a little girl in a (favorite color) jacket and matching gloves and little snow boots. She could be no more then five years old. In one hand she still held an end of his scarf.

Even though she was just a child he still had a disturbing dark purple aura that left a feeling of dread and death as he started chanting. "kolkolkolkolkol."

"Please Mister...I'm scared." She said looking up at him with wide (eye color) eyes that held crystal tears, her (hair color) hair whipping around her wind burnt face. Ivan shook, though everyone was afraid of him it hurt to hear it so plainly stated. And from a insignificant child? "I can't find mutti. (mama) Have you seen mutti? (mama?)" She asked as Ivan blinked, his aura dissipating. You were lost? That was why you were scared? You were still speaking Russian but slipped into German to say "mama".

"Are you lost, little sunflower?" Ivan asked in German as you looked up at him and relaxed.

"Yes." You agreed holding his scarf close to your face like it was a teddy bear.

"Do you want me to take you to a place that they can find her?" He asked as you nodded.

"Yes please Mister." You agreed holding up your arms wanting to be held. You were so scared and you just wanted to be held. Ivan blinked shocked that you wanted physical contact with him. Leaning down he scooped you up and held you to his chest and you gripped his military coat tightly as you laid your head over his heart.

He noticed you shaking and blinked confused, "are you cold little sunflower?" Ivan asked and felt you nod your head against his chest. His scarf moved and wrapped around you body to keep you warm. "Thank you mister."

"Anytime little sunflower, Ivan will be the sun for you." He promised holding you close to himself.

"Thank you Mister Ivan, your warm." You said happily nuzzling your face into his neck. Ivan smiled and carried you to a police office where he set you down and started speaking rapid fire Russian as you looked between the two. When the police officer tried to pick you up you let out a shriek and ran to Mister Ivan gripping his legs, hiding from the police officer.

"What is wrong, sunflower?" Ivan asked as you looked up at him shaking slightly.

"Scared....his eyes aren't kind..." you stuttered out holding tightly to him as his violet eyes softened. What a sweet child you were. He lifted you up and stroked your (hair color) locks.

"It's okay little one, he just wants to find your papa and mama." He said as you looked up at him with wide eyes. "Sunflower?"

"I don't know my papa." You said to him as he frowned and you reached to pull out a locket that had something written on it, Ivan's eyes widened as he saw what it said. 'Name Belshmint, personification of Berlin' you didn't even notice that as you opened locket to show him the picture of you mama and who she told you was your papa. He was very tall compared to her and muscular with slick backed blonde eyes and blue eyes in green military outfit and a Germanic Cross.

"I know your papa sunflower, his name is Ludwig, da? (yes?)" He asked and you looked at him and smiled widely and nodded.

"Yes! Mama told me that he didn't know me." You said and he smiled gently and picked you up and carried you away to your papa. Of course when you met your vatti (daddy) it was kind of awkward. You looked like a small version of your mother and that locket was proof that you were his. His three dogs immediately took to you, your scent similar to Ludwig and they immediately took to you; that erased any doubts in Ludwig's mind.

It was never found what happened to your mother and you worried about that and hoped wherever she was she was okay. You wondered, you wondered if she was hurt, or if she was tired of being a mom and just left. You'd never know but in the end your mother was human and you were the near immortal personification of Berlin, Germany. You also gained a relationship with your vatti, (daddy,) your Oncle Gilbert, (Uncle Gilbert) or as you called him Oncle (Uncle) Awesome. He had immediately took to you when you called him that, you vatti's (daddy's) dogs loved you and Gilbird would come play with you by flying around you to entertain you whenever you were around. Gilbert's friends, Spain, America, France, and Denmark or as you knew them Antonio, Alfred, Francis, and Matthis all loved being around you and you also would talk to Mister Ivan.

Even sixty years later you called him Mister Ivan. He had told you time and time again you could just clal him Ivan but you insisted on calling him Mister Ivan. You had developed quiet a bit of a crush on the tall Russian man, however he didn't seem at all interested in a relationship; all about how he was Mother Russia and how everyone would become one with him. What would he want with a simple city?

So with that in mind you slowly began to distance yourself from him. You decided to do this so that you could move on; maybe even find someone who would love you back. Not see you as the little kid you once were.

This didn't go over well with Ivan; you were his sweet sunflower. You were never once afraid of him, his most fearful times you'd smile at him with not even a hint of fear or even anxiety or a shadow of it in your beautiful (eye color) eyes. He had told you that he would be the sun for you; how could a sunflower survive without the sun?

So with that he went over to Ludwig's home where you were petting Blitz you heard a knocking and walked over. Your eyes widened as you saw Ivan there. "Oh hello Mister Ivan, what brings you here?" You asked hoping that you got that polite disinterest that your father was so good at.

"Why do you ignore me Name? Your my little sunflower." Ivan said taking your wrist as you looked up at him shocked. You tried to pull away but it soon became obvious that Ivan wasn't going to let go until he got an answer.

"I'm not a kid anymore; you still see me as that little kid that tugged on your scarf and it <I>hurts</I>" you finally said and he looked at you shocked. "why can't you see me as the woman I am?" You asked a few tears gathering in your eyes. He was shocked but not knowing what else to do he pulled you close to him, kissing you passionately, cupping your face. As he pulled away he smiled at you, that sweet smile you loved so much.

"Silly little Name, I have seen you as a woman for so long sunflower." He said and you blushed at him and leaning on your tip toes you kissed him again. He held you tightly and kissed you back passionately. "Moen. (Mine.)"

"Ja, (Yes,)" you agreed, "jours." Over time you had naturally taken on a German accent; it was natural after being around a majority of German speaking people for the last sixty years. And as the personification of the capital of Germany you had a natural instinct for the German language and as such a German accent.

Here we are; this is actually the first one I started working on but I didn't finish it. I tried to keep Russia's yandere and childish sides at the same time.