For the RussiaxGermany-FC's contest.
I tried to do art work but since I suck horribly and can't figure out which idea I wanted to do so I decided I'll do what I do best, write fanfiction. It's for the best, really.
Summery: Russia has taken notice to little hearts around the world meeting buildings and whatnot and decides to figure out where they came from. Once he finds the source he finds out just why they are everywhere, and why some have his name on them.
Pairings: Russia/Germany
Warning: FLUFF, Russia doing something that is rather... unnatural (you'll see near the end), minor cussing
I only own the plot, if I owned Hetalia do you think I'd be writing fanfiction and doing fanart? Didn't think so.
NOTE! I'm taking something from The Misadventures of Flapjack when it comes to the little hearts being edible. If you know what I'm talking about, then you are awesome, if you don't that's okay.
On with the fic!
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Tastes Like Love
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Ivan tilted his head in confusion at the little red item on the table. Heck, there were several others around certain parts of the table and floor in the meeting room. Picking it up, the nation looked at the heart-looking thing, giving it a small squeeze before smelling it. The scent was sweet and pure to him and Ivan decided to lick it.
"Ah~" He smiled, it tasted so yummy, like the most perfect piece of candy!
He put it into his mouth and ate it, smiling at the taste. He looked at the other hearts and ate two more before putting them into his pocket. "I wonder where they came from." He spoke out loud before looking about, no one else was in the room minus a sleeping Heracles and Kiku, who was drawing something.
"Excuse me~!" Ivan walked over, spoking them both. "Do you know where these came from?" He held one of the hearts up to their faces.
Kiku blinked and Heracles just went back to sleep. "Umm, Braginski-san, I do not know where they came from myself, but I think they may be from Bonnefoy-san. Speak to him." Kiku spoke up before going back to his drawing of the singer with the blue-green hair he liked so much.
Ivan pouted a little, Francis might be the one who made these? Oh well, they tasted good to him and he wanted more so he might as well go and talk to him. Leaving the room, he found Francis speaking with Antonio, trying to touch him though Antonio didn't notice at all.
Walking up to them, Ivan asked them the same question. "Oh? I don't know where these hearts came from. But they are so cute!" Antonio smiled and Francis chuckled.
"Ah, these are not mine, but I know what they are, mon ami." Francis spoke up, taking the heart from Ivan. He looked at it a bit and then nodded, handing it back. "Ah oui, they're love hearts, comes from someone who is very much in love and is suppressing it. And from the looks of it, these are virgin ones too. Odd, haven't seen one in a long time, must be a new nation."
The Frenchman started to laugh and spin around. "Ahh~ l'amore is the best, is it not? Someone is in love! I wonder who it could be." Ivan just backed away and continue his search, eating another heart along the way.
As he walked, Ivan spotted a few more hearts and scooped them up. As he did, he noticed Ludwig nearby and smiled. "Ah! Ludwig~!" He rushed over and hugged the German who suddenly jolted.
"Ivan! What the hell?!" He turned, face flushed.
"I need to ask, do you know who is making these~?" The older nation held up another heart. The blush seemed to have gotten darker and Ludwig shook his head.
