You are brighter than my stars (usaxrussia)

Brothers and sisters.

Russia's P.O.V

The days kept passing. A few days have pasted, I was doing well, in the, you-can-only-eat-every-three-days rule, thanks to the snacks in the cabinet. As it hit Wednesday I just finished with classes, and was heading out to the dorm room.

Remember how I said I hated my roommate? I may take those words back. He is actually not as half bad when you have to spend time with him.

I probably shouldn't take any shansov (chances)though. I was walking, thinking it was another school day. As I passed by the main office, when I was welcomed by a nice surprise.

Ukraine, Belarus and Kazakhstan were sitting on the soft couch, seeming to wait for someone. I walked in, with a confused smile. They saw me and seemed to get nervous.

"What vi (you) doing here?" I asked. Belarus stood up and hugged me. She looked me in the eye, with a sad smile.

"Dad kicked us out. EU saw it and said we had to stay somewhere, so I guess we are here to tell you not to worry about us."said kazakhstan.

I look at me younger siblings. Ukraine nodded her head in approval of the story. He looked kinda motivated by EU. Kazakhstan was just letting his golden wings droop.

I sighed, as the secretary walked up to us, with the vice principal.

"Oh, I see mr. Russia already met his siblings?" He said, turning to the secretary. She just shrugged and folded her arms in a cross.

"I will inform you, that you ate temporarily in the care of EU, while this whole situation is being sorted out, Russia this unfortunately doesn't you. You dont have to worry about anything, I'll provide everything they need.

"So we are in a way, now preyomniye (adopted)?" I asked a little confused.

"Well, not adopted, just taken care of, and, as they are still under aged, but passed the principal's expectation. While you are not, being a now full fledged adult." He said.

I ponimau (understood) why he said that, I just, think it is unfair. It took me a long time to collect all that money, and plan it out, while they get it all besplatno (free). But I'm still happy that they are out of that house.

"But, I suppose we don't have enough rooms for everyone, so all three of you will share a dorm." He said.

Nevermind, I guess it is kinda fair. The dorms are small enough for 2 people, 3 people will be oozhastno (horrible) to live with.

They just nod in response, they don't know how hard it will be.

"Mr. Russia, would you be so kind to explain the rules and give your siblings a tour of the school and their rooms. Their room number will be B70?" Asked the secretary.

"okay" I said quietly back. I'm happy that they can stay close to me now.

(So any left wing dorms are going to be A and the dorm number. While people who have their dorms in the right wing will have B and their for number)

Time skip because nothing happens

I said my goodbyes to my siblings, hugging them and wishing them good luck.

I headed back to my dorm. Finally laying in bed. Dinner already started and my siblings aren't going to go, because they ate. I pick myself up outing away my bag, dressing into my normal clothes and grabbing my flip-phone and wallet. I walk into the hallway, this time walking faster than usual. I realised now that my siblings are not with Father that I can block his number. I couldnt take that risk before.

I had a bad feeling something would happen soon. But I kept on walking, and soon made my way outside. My hot breath making small clouds.

The light blue sky and the not so warm sun fighting the white, clean clouds and dirtied up splotches of color.

The peaceful silence and the stillness of the air was interrupted by something of very hard breathing, right outside of the brick wall.

I knew that anyone who would be on the other side, is having some trouble breathing. I wouldn't leave anyone outside in this cold. Like I said before, I am willing to help, but I don't want them to know who I am.

I put on my hood trying to cover as much of my lizo (face) as I could. As I walk around the corner I see a boy, way younger maybe 15 or 16. He was all wet, and shivering.

He was wearing a beige-ish yellow suite, with a oversized hat, with a stitched up hat. He was extremely skinny and really small, maybe 5'5. I was 6'9.

(Yeah, its the guy on top of the chapter)

He looked freezing cold as he gave out a tiny wheeze. He was curled up into a ball, looking at the ground, and as he heard me come up he picked up his head and jumped a little when he saw me.

He just backed into the wall more, shaking either from fear or the cold. He wasn't crying, but barely holding himself together.

"Pleas-e, g-go aw-way." He said stuttering and stumbling over every word.

I look at him, bednyaga (poor thing). I just crotch down to his level and say.

"If you don't go with me, I will have to carry you instead." I said.

"Russia?" He asks. I just pull down my hood, and put my finger on my mouth, showing him to be quiet. He nods standing up, but had to bow down a little to let his coughing fit go away. After we headed to the infirmary, we walked in and the nurse made him sit on a table and take of his suite to check any for any physical damage.

He was uncomfortable but he still did it. When he took of his shirt there was a uneasy suprise.

First of all, he didn't have a right arm.

(he doesn't because during WW2 Romania (his brother) attacked and shot him in the right arm. (Romania is on the right side of Moldova) then it got infected and he had to amputate it.)

Second of all he had some big cracks on his back. That's not good. Cracks happen if theres some major problem with the country. His were probably cause my poverty

I of course also have cracks, mine are still bigger. Every country has some kinds of cracks, some have more and some have less.The nurse insisted for him to take of his shlapa (hat) but he refused. After the physical check, he didn't seem to get better, and soon after developed a fever. The nurse decided to bring me the food if I watched over him. I agreed. Me and Moldova go way back. He and his brother Romania were some close friends with my dad, even if they were young. They changed a lot in these years. He was never a friend. But he was someone I could see as becoming a potential acquaintance. He isn't old enough to be here so I'm guessing hes here with EU like my siblings.

USA's P.O.V.

I haven't seen Russia after classes ended at all, I am getting worried. Yeah our families might hate each other but, I think he is cool, and funny, even if he is quiet from time to time. I decided. I will go looking for him.

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