All Russia had to do was say he would be traveling with a second person, security thought nothing of it. While on the plane, Russia just gazed out the window tiredly.
"Hey Russia, should I call Canada?"
"Yes... That would probably be good." Russia pulled out the phone he always had on him and handed it to America. It was quiet until Canada heard his voice.
"Oh my god! Is that you?! You're okay?! Tell me you're safe!" luckily the plane was basically empty, and they were in the back. America jumped at the sudden screaming, but sighed and continued to talk.
"Yes... I'm okay."
"What happened?! Where have you been?!" Canada's voice cracked terribly.
"It's a long story that I'd rather tell in person..."
"Hold on-" America was then greeted by a second voice not ten seconds later. He didn't even try to listen as it was mostly just yelling, although he did know who it was.
"Hello England..."
"Yes it's me, you dumbass!! Why did you hang up then just disappear?! What the hell happened?!"
"I'd REALLY prefer to explain in person..."
"Where even are you?!"
"I'm on a plane going back to my country."
"Why are yo-!"
"Okay..." Canada seemed to have taken the phone back.
"I guess I'll save you the suspense and tell you now. Russia helped me, he's coming home with me to make sure I get back safely." he looked at Russia, silently admitting his lied on the last part.
"Why is he with that commie?!" England's voice yelled from the background, Russia pretended he didn't hear.
"Um... Why is he so upset..?"
"He's been worried sick about for a week. I have too!"
"Look, we'll be landing in a few hours. I'll talk with you then, okay?"
"Okay... Then tell me what happened to you!"
"I will, bye."
"Bye..." They both hung up, and America sighed in relief.
"Here, thanks for letting me use it." he said as he gave Russia his phone back.
"I guess you were right. He doesn't hate me."
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Surprisingly, not many words were exchanged during the long flight, but that was mostly because neither of them knew what to talk about. Although when they finally arrived across the ocean, Russia didn't know what he expected. It was only a few minutes after they walked off the plane that a normally quite voice yelled out America's name, and he was embraced by his brother in a matter of seconds.
"I was so scared I wouldn't see you again..!" Canada cried softly as America hugged him back.
"Honestly... Me too." they stood there until they were broken apart. It was England's turn to hold America against his will, not caring that he was practically suffocating the poor boy.
"Dear God, why would disappear like that?!" he sounded just as angry and worried as he did on the phone.
"I didn't mean to, you know!"
"You almost gave me a goddamn stroke! I searched the entire country for you!" England squeezed him tighter, to which America yelped in pain due to the pressure being put on his injuries.
"Jeez, calm down..." Canada pulled him off and rubbed America's arm, shaking his head and rolling his eyes.
"I really don't know why he's acting like this..."
"It's fine..."
"Oh yeah. YOU'RE here." England proclaimed with annoyance. Russia who had innocently been standing there, looked confused at England's sudden distaste for him.
"Uh..."
"Look, I don't care what happened. I thought you and America were enemies! I don't understand why you came with him."
"I thought I said on the phone that he wanted to make sure I came back safely." America announced before Russia could say anything.
"England, are you tired or something? I mean I'm glad to see you, but you seem... Off."
"Hm. Yeah. I'm just tired. I haven't slept since I've been up for a week worrying about you."
"Okay just..." Canada put a hand on his shoulder, only receiving a growl in return.
"Yeah fine, whatever." America and Russia exchanged a look, thinking him being slightly drunk could also be a possibility. After talking for a few more minutes, America explained that he wanted to go home and rest. He gave Canada another hug and smiled sadly.
"I'd tell you now, but..."
"No no no. I'll talk with you later. Oh! By the way, Russia!"
"Yes?"
"Thank you..." he walked over and took Russia's hand, looking him in the eye.
"For saving my brother, I owe you everything..."
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Rules are Rules-Hetalia RusAme
Fanfiction*some chapters are very long ;-;* Russia and America adore each other, but could never say a word. One is haunted by the thought of his people and family hating him. And the other doesn't even understand his own feelings. Although when an unfortunat...
