The Story of Fiji [Hetalia Fanfic]

Chapter 3

Eve's P.O.V

We finally reached the building where the meeting was going to be held. I was trembling with excitement, and when we exited the car, I almost fell. I quickly straightened up, hoping that America didn't see that.

We began to walk to the building, and I bid the driver farewell. America dragged me into the building, and we were walking for a few minutes before we stopped in front of a pair of double doors.

"This is where the meeting is gonna be!" He announced, and barged through the doors. I followed him in, somewhat warily, suddenly nervous about meeting new people. The scene I was introduced to was interesting.

There was a man sleeping with cats on his shoulders and on his lap, there was a small auburn haired man ,with an ahoge like mine, clinging to a tall blonde haired man. America was having an argument with I think a Frenchman, there was a group of Asian people having a friendly conversation, and there was a tall, innocent looking man sitting in a chair, and I soon realized he was sitting on someone else, who seemed to have a pained look on his face.

I rushed over to them. I tapped the tall man on the shoulder lightly, and when he looked down at me I blushed. "Um s-sir? "I'm sorry to b-bother you, but you s-seem to be sitting on s-someone" I stuttered, and looked down.

"Oh dear..." He said, his Russian accent strong. He stood up and turned to face the man.
"Sorry about that Canada, that was an accident" The man, Canada, nodded. "It's okay Russia .." He whispered shyly. Russia smiled, and turned to me.

"And who may you be, красивый?" He asked.
"My name is Eve, a-and I'm filling in for England today, b-because I live with him and I know what's h-happening with his country" I said, and I looked him in the eyes.

He smiled. "I like you!" Russia exclaimed, before patting my head and walking off to sit with three men who suddenly had terrified looks on their faces. I sat next to the Canadian. We had some small talk before the Frenchman drifted over.

"Ohonhonhon, a cute girl!" He smirked, "Oh, and mon petite Canada!" He exclaimed, before returning his gaze to me.
"I am France! Ma chere, how are you?" He asked, and I blushed.
"Uh, I'm okay.. I guess. And I'm Eve." I replied quietly.

I stood up slowly. "I'll be back later Canada" I murmured, and he nodded. I turned my back to the pair of them and walked off to try and find America. I didn't hear France sneaking up begin me.

I felt him grab my breasts, and I gasped loudly. He began to squeeze and fondle them.
"Ohonhonhon~ No bra I see!" he cackled, and I closed my eyes, then I wrenched away from him and ran forwards. I bumped into something soft and opened my eyes.

It was Russia. He look down at me, confusion prominent on his face. I began to tear up. I sniffled, and clung to his jacket. I began to cry.
"What's wrong?" He asked me, and I looked at him.
"F-France touched me here" I let go of him to motion to my chest before re-attaching myself to him.

He hugged me tightly, and stiffened when France shuffled over to us, a look of regret in his eyes.
"Oh Eve~ Im so sorry, I shouldn't have done that.." France murmured. I let out a sob, and buried my head into Russia's coat.

"How about I smash your face in with my magic cane? You like that idea, da?" Russia said dangerously. France froze.

"It's okay" I whispered, looking at Russia, then to France.
"You just scared me."

I untangled myself from Russia for a moment to hug France quickly, before Russia hugged me protectively again, and France went back to talk to Canada.

"Big brother?" came a chilling voice from behind us, "Who is this?"
I let go of his jacket, and he turned around. Suddenly his aura changed from furious to terrified.

"Um hi Belarus..! This is my friend Eve, and I was just helping her to get rid of France" Russia replied nervously. I peered out from behind Russia, and the pretty girl in front of him suddenly had her gaze on me.

I padded forwards warily.
"Um.. Miss? I'm sorry if I offended you at all. I just wanted to tell you I think that you are really pretty!" I said quickly. Her eyes widened, and I heard Russia suck in a deep breath.

"T-thanks.." She murmured somewhat shyly. I took her hands in mine.
"I wanted to know if you want to be friends! You seem really cool and I would feel honored if you also wanted to be friends!" I stammered. All of a sudden I found myself wrapped in a hug.

Belarus had tears in her eyes and the happiest look on her face. "No one has ever asked to be my friend before! Yes! I'd love to be friends" she replied, her eyes shining.

Belarus, Russia and I talked for a while, before Belarus suddenly spoke up.
"You should meet our big sister, Ukraine! Hold on I'll be right back!" she called, and ran off the find her.

"Russia, I love you and your family already!" I breathed, grinning.
"I'm glad you like us! You and I can see each other often if you like, because England and I often meet up with the rest of the Allies. Or we can just hang out, da?" He replied, smiling. I nodded, a huge smile on my face.

Belarus came back, dragging a woman behind her, who Im guessing is Ukraine. Belarus let her go, and she straightened up.

"Please to meet you, I'm Ukraine, the bigger sister of these two!" She introduced. I introduced myself, and the four of us chatted for a while, and I could feel everyone's gaze on us, until Russia tapped me on the shoulder.

"Is that your cat?" He asked, pointing to Skyla, who just jumped off my head. I nodded.
"I had better go get her, but I'll be back in a bit!" I promised, and they nodded, and began to chat a bit.

I followed Skyla across the big room, before she came to a stop in front of the sleeping guy with cats. She turned to look at me, and meowed. Skyla climbed up my body, to reach my head.

I kneeled down in front of the sleeping man, then reached up to pet the cat in the man's lap, and just as my hand made contact with it's head, the man's eyes snapped open.

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So um yeah! My writing style is kind of sloppy... But I hope you like it!