You smiled propping your head in your hands. You were just informed you would be staying with Uncle Russia for a month or two. You sneered at your reflection in the window. You wanted to stay there forever, you wished you parents would die on their trip. They like to be perfect and everything, put on a show for everyone. It disturbed you how they could do that and act like they never beat on you or never cussed at you and never pointed out your every flaw. The car came to halt and your mom turned to look back at you.
"Now behave for Ivan alright, or you will get punished when we come back got it?" She almost spit. You rolled your eyes and nodded. You knew they wouldn't try anything in front of him so you were mostly brave towards them when they were dropping you off. Letting out an irritated hiss your mother turned around.
"Go on, get your shit and get out." She grumbled. Grabbing your two suitcases you jumped out. The car sped off leaving you standing there in front of the big mansion. You smiled and lugged your two cases up the steps. Knocking on the door you waited, but no answer. You shrugged and set down the heavy suitcases.
"Oh well, time to go exploring." You smiled deviously and raced down the stairs. Exploring, there wasn't much but you always found something. You let out a whistle and smiled as some huskies came racing over glad to see someone new. You played with them but soon became bored.
"Come on puppies lets go see what else there is around here...." You said. Walking on you gazed around. Nothing was different than usual. You weren't watching anything and lightly bumped into someone.
"Hey, like seriously? When did it become okay to like bump into me a shit." Someone complained. You rolled your eyes.
"Well I'm sorry Mr.Drama queen!" You snapped your anger taking over you. The boy glared down at you.
"Do you really want to test me?" He asked in a low growl. You shook your head.
"Of course not sir, do you want to test me?" You asked sarcastically. He narrowed his eyes. They were filled with orbs of hate. You sighed.
"I don't like stare downs, would you wish for me to tell Mr.Braginski about this?" You asked. He tilted his head now looking like a cruel idea was starting to form.
"You are like related to him?" He asked. You scoffed.
"Why would I be here if I wasn't?" You snapped. He smirked.
"How related would you say?" He asked. You shook your head.
"Why would I tell you?!" You snapped. He frowned.
"Tell me, now....."He growled. You sighed.
"I'm his niece dumb bastard." You grumbled. This guy was starting to get on your nerves.
"Good enough for me." He smiled.
"Wait, what do you," You started. He grabbed your wrist with a death-like grip and dragged you along. You squirmed lightly.
"Let go of me you idiot!" You screamed.
"Ah, nope." He said pulling on your wrist harder making you flinch.
"Russia will have you on a platter!" You screamed. He laughed.
"I'd like to see him try." He chuckled. After a while your muscles started to get weaker and weaker and you stopped fighting and just let the blond drag you.
"Why are you doing this anyways?" You asked. He stopped.
"Russia, he needs the hurt, how else am I supposed to kill the brute?" He said smiling sweetly. You shuddered and bit but pulled up enough courage to glare at him. He laughed.
"Don't try that intimidation thing with me Missy, it won't ever work." He sneered. Finally his house came into view and he dragged you in pushing you away onto the floor. You fell easily with a thud and gritted your teeth. Just like back at home.....You thought watching the blond with narrowed eyes. He pulled off his coat and threw it onto the ground. Sighing he turned facing you. Kneeling he held out his hand.
"Need help?" He asked looking sweet. You knew what he was trying. Swatting his hand away you pulled yourself onto your feet.
"No thanks, I'm not that stupid." You growled. He let out an irritated hiss at you. Raising up his hand to hit you, you stilled and glared at him.
"Don't. Even. Try." You growled. He faltered a little and let his hand drop and shrugged.
"What would be the point?" He snickered. You felt relief flood your veins.
"So since I'm your prisoner, where do I sleep? Outside? Dog kennel? Floor? Shed?" You sneered. He laughed at your suggestions.
"Nice ideas, but no, you get one of the guest rooms." He snickered.
"Oh, how nice of you." You said sarcastically. He rolled his eyes.
"Careful, I snap on Wednesdays." He warned. You snickered lightly but hid it.
"Whatever, I just want some peace and quiet until my parents come back." You sighed. He looked at you curiously.
"And why would that be?" He asked. You shook your head.
"Why would you care?" You asked. He thought for a moment and shrugged.
"Yeah, why would I?" He laughed. You shook your head. He grimaced. "I need to show you something." He said. You nodded and followed the blond through a couple of rooms and into one large study room. Three steps lead up to a large King like thrown. You sighed rolling you eyes as he sat in the chair.
"See this?" He asked.
"Yeah, how could I not, it's huge, red and lined with gold." You snapped. He threw you a quick glare and leaned back.
"Don't forget, in this house hold, my rules go, I am king so I do whatever I want." He opened one eye and glared at you. "Got it?" He asked. You rolled your eyes again and nodded.
"Yeah, now can I sleep or is that forbidden fruit?" You crossed your arms. He scoffed and nodded.
"Tomorrow I'll set the rules and be careful, if I were you I wouldn't Sleep walk in a house like this at night." He snickered. You shrugged your shoulders as if you didn't care and waltzed off ready to find a guest room and sleep away. Then you could deal with the twisted brat when you awoke. After a while you finally found a comfy looking guest room and quickly settled in not thinking of the two cases you had left on the front porch of Russia's house. When you awoke you found the covers wrapped around you and realized with terror that you were in a set of pajamas.
"What the hell?!" You almost screamed.
"Good you're awake." You jumped almost falling out of the bed itself. Looking over you spotted the blond sitting there his legs crossed as if he was a woman.
"Yeah, how could I not wake up? First off, why the hell are you sitting there all fucking creepy like, and why the hell am I in these?" You howled. He smiled seeing as how it was all getting under your skin.
"Oh, come on, what's so wrong with a guy like me changing your clothes for you, see I even picked out the pink bunny ones." He teased. You shivered and gulped. You felt so violated, but you know what, you wanted to screw it all. You sighed and combed your hair with your hand quickly.
"You're starting to become my mother." You sighed. This wiped the smirk right off his face and he rolled his vibrant green eyes.
"Uh-huh, now to the rules girl." He said.
"I have a name you know." You growled.
"Hmmmm, no thanks, you'll just be girl for now." He said. You laughed coldly.
"It's ______, and I'm guessing such and ass like yourself is Poland right?" You asked. He jolted up and his eyes were wide.
"How....the....Did....when?" He stuttered. His hands were gripping the sides of the chair so hard his knuckles were white. You smirked. The tables were turned, you could easily torture him with this, just as he was right now with you. Sighing and leaning back you gave into the angle side of yourself and decided to tell him.
"Easy....I visit and talk to Uncle Russia a lot, he always talks about a little bastard as yourself. I couldn't necessarily remember you from last night but now I can, he described you a lot." I explained. Poland sighed in relief and relaxed.
"He talks about me?" He asked confused. I nodded.
"Yup, and well, how he'll kill you when he gets the chance." I said.
"Of course!" Poland laughed obnoxiously. I sighed. "You might not be a good fighter, but let me say, you're feisty and have a lot of sarcasm." He stood and smiled walking over. At first it alarmed you a bit, you knew you weren't going to get through this stay with out at least a couple of scars. He crawled onto the bed as if he was a cat and crawled over. You opened your mouth to snap something at him when he pushed you down swinging his leg around to where he straddled your hips.
"Did I mention that's what I like in a girl?" He whispered. You laughed sarcastically.
"Yeah right, now get off me asshole." You snapped trying to push him off. But dang was this guy heavy! He laughed again.
"See what I mean? You have no strength. You're weak. If I wanted I could just ravage your body right now without you putting up much of a fight." He whispered. You shivered feeling his warm breath on your neck as he grazed his lips over your collar bone.
"But....you know what? Since this is to easy I'm going to have some fun first....." He smirked sitting back up, looking down at you. "__________, I will make you fall in love with me, only then will I ravage your body and steel you from your Uncle, sounds pretty fun and easy on my part." He smiled. You spit at him.
"I would never love someone like you!" You hissed. He glanced down at you and smirked caressing your cheek and raising an eyebrow.
"Sadly, your face doesn't tell me so." He laughed. Your blush deepened.
"Shut up and stop laughing, I would blush even if it wasn't you!" You protested. He nodded his head.
"Of course, of course." He smirked not convinced. You let out a frustrated cry and tried once more to push him off, but of course the blond didn't budge. Still snickering he moved off of you and slid back onto the ground.
"I put some clothes in your closet. Get dressed elegantly, we're going to be having Lunch pretty soon, and last I recall you owe me a dance." He smirked.
"Wait when is that so?!" You yelled. He turned back towards you, already half way out the door.
"It's my house, I'm king remember Princess?" He laughed. You growled as he disappeared. You seriously hated this guy! You opened the door to the closet in the corner of the guest room and rolled your eyes pulling out the dress.
"Yeah, so much as variety." You sighed. The dress was a simple yet beautiful piece. You set it down on the bed and quickly climbed into the shower. After rinsing off you dried yourself and put the dress on. Combing your hair you tied it up into a lose bun. You didn't care what Poland wanted. He'd just have to deal, because there was no way you were wearing your hair down. Slipping on a pair of left out slippers you raced down the hallways again searching for the dining room, after about twenty minuets you finally found it and sighed. After this you were going to have to take some migraine pills. Poland stood there in a uniform that made him more attractive than usual and he smiled his eyes looking up and down your body. Blushing you growled.
"Stop eying me man-whore." You snapped. He snickered.
"Okay then, though wait, what do we have here?" He asked trotting over. "Whys your hair up?" He asked tugging at the pony tale. You cupped the pony tale keeping it from coming undone.
"I like it like that." You murmured. Truthfully your mother had cut it off when it was longer and yelled about it being dirty and unhealthy and how it made you look like a whore. He sighed and tugged it loose. You turned on him wanting to yell at him as you felt your hair become free of the band.
"It's not that bad, it makes you more sexy." He smirked. You glared at him and hugged your waist.
"Just this once, lucky son of a," You started.
"Well Lunch is ready so come on." He pushed you along and pulled out the chair motioning for you to sit. You quickly sat but continued to glare at him. You felt weird. Slowly you realized, yeah he was a twisted and freak of a person but he could still be kind, just in a mean way. Like with your hair, all your life no one had tried to pull you out of your comfort zone, not even Uncle Russia. He also did have some manners, and he had not yet hurt you yet. Maybe he really did like you, but how would you know? You decided to ask him. Lunch went by in a flash. Most of the time Poland babbled on about some forms of torture and what not, you were kind of used to it since you spent a lot of days at Uncle Russia's house. Poland stood and bowed.
"The meal was nice, especially since you could come and be a guest." He smiled. You scoffed.
"More like forced." You grumbled. At this he chuckled and smirked.
"You're right, but how else will I get to know you?" He asked challengingly. You nodded and stood. He turned starting to walk away.
"Hey, wait weren't we supposed to dance?" You called. He turned smiling at you.
"Oh, well, I had other things to do, but it seems as if you want to dance?" He asked mockingly. You blushed looking away and let out a huff.
"Of course not you stupid asshole!" You hissed. He smiled and turned walking over and hugging your waist resting his chin on your shoulder making your blush deepen.
"Do I sense something here?" He asked teasingly. You scoffed at him.
"Yeah whatever." You stuttered.
"Did I make you fall already? So soon?" He asked. You gulped. Maybe? What if he did? You were terrified of the thought. You turned you head trying to face him.
"Depends, do you really like me or just want Russia hurt and dead?" You asked biting your bottom lip. He smiled closing his eyes. You two stayed like that for a while until he opened an eyelid and looked at you.
"I like both a lot, but I would say the first one wins out the most." He smirked. You felt your cheeks light up and looked down.
"S-Soooo..." You said awkwardly. He sighed and turned you around.
"Do I have to say it?" He snapped. You glared and him and nodded. He let out a growl and dragged you over and pushed you down onto a couch.
"What are you," You started. He cut you off and smashed your lips together. You deepened the kiss and entangled your fingers into his hair. He smirked against the kiss and bit down on you bottom lip making you squirm in light pain. Opening your mouth you groaned lightly as his tongue pushed it's way into your mouth and hungrily ravaged every crevice. Pulling apart you both tried to catch your breath.
"I told you I would ravage you." He smirked and bent down trailing butterfly kisses down your neck. You laughed coolly and sighed.
"Of course you would man-whore." You whispered.
