sorry for the long wait, seventh grade is already being a bitch.
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It's been a few days since my father had contacted France about the presumed abuse and self-harm, I have only seen America a few times, though I think he's started to warm up to me. He isn't so defensive and hostile towards me anymore so that's a plus. I want to try and talk with him and private to see if we can be friends, and maybe, just maybe, leave the past behind us.
"Russia? Russia are you listening?!" Belarus shouted, gaining my attention and pulling me out of my train of thought. "Sorry, sis, just thinking" I apologized. "oooo~ I bet he's thinking about his boyfriend~" Ukraine said in an extremely annoying tone. "He is not my boyfriend" I stated clearly.
We had barely talked, we weren't even friends. Sure, I was thinking about America, but not because I love him. My siblings are so terrible sometimes. "Whatever you say, Russia" Ukraine, I swear to god I will murder you, I thought to myself. I can't believe he's like this. "leave Russia alone Ukraine, America doesn't even like guys...I think" At least she told him to stop.
~2 Hours Later~
I had gone to my room after dinner, though I couldn't get somebody off my mind. America had been taking over my thoughts for about an hour and a half now, and I wasn't sure why. I just kept picturing his face and his eyes that only a few people had seen. How short he was next to me, his wonderful voice. Not to mention, his lips looked so kissable- RUSSIA! NO NO NO! STOP IT! Ugh, what is wrong with me?
You can't think like that. You aren't even gay, I told myself. Or am I? huh, guess I've never really thought about it that much. I mean I never once have wanted to date a girl, and I am having very gay thoughts right about now. I suppose that doesn't necessarily make me gay...right? No, I'm just...letting my mind wander! yeah, that's it.
Sorry again for the wait and the shortness of the chapter!
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Secrets {A Rusame story}
FanfictionRussia and America have hated each other for longer than anyone could imagine. It was simply their parents fought so they fought. America was popular and 'loved' everywhere he went, while Russia was an outcast. One day they are paired up for a clas...