Is This Love? (rusame)

Pregnant?

America's POV

I couldn't stop thinking about that dream I had last night. I was sitting on the couch, waiting for the bus to come. What did it mean? Was it possible that I'm pregnant? But I'm a boy.

"What are you thinking about?" Russia asked. "Oh... Nothing..." I replied. "Well you seem to be thinking about something..." He said. "I had his weird dream last night. These images were flashing. They had me you and this country that had a flag like yours but with a box with stars in it like mine." I told him.

"I think it was our child but boys can't get pregnant..." I added. "That's strange... Do you think it meant anything?" He asked. "I don't know..." I answered.

"Maybe you are pregnant... We should be careful cause you never know..." Russia said. "Okay..." I said. "This means don't drink any alcohol, don't put pressure on your stomach and-" I cut him off. "I know!" I said.

"I'll try and do any research I can on this." He told me. "On what? What to do or what not to do while pregnant or a boy being pregnant?" I asked. "Maybe both." He answered.

"Guys the bus is here. What are you guys doing that is keeping you from noticing the bus?" Ukraine asked. "We're having a personal coversation." Russia answered. "About what?" Ukraine asked. "It's personal. That's why it's called a personal conversation." Russia told her.

Ukraine rolled her eyes. "Let's just go before the bus leaves." She said, walking out the door. "Let's hope no one hurts you today. I'll stay by your side as much as possible." He told me, getting off the couch and reaching his hand out to me. I took his hand and he pulled me up.

We grabbed our bags and ran out to the school bus before it left. We both sat in the back. I prayed that I didn't get hurt or fall down today because if I somehow truly am pregnant, I don't wanna get hurt at all. Not like I like getting hurt anyway.

Once the bus pulled up at the school me and Russia got out. Like he said I don't think he is going to leave me unless he has to. I'm surprised he believed me when I thought the dream meant something. The dream could be meaningless and we could be all worked up about nothing.

I ran into someone. "Watch where your going, mistake!" I heard a voice say. I looked at who I bumped into to realized I had ran into Norh Korea.

"Ew, you smell like Russia..." He said. Russia came up behind him, his face dark. "And is there something wrong with the way I smell...?" Russia asked.

North quickly turned around to see Russia. "Uh... Yeah! You smell like vodka more than usual ever since that one week!" North said. "Which week?" Russia asked. "The week where you didn't talk to anyone and you seemed all emotionless!" North told him.

I know what week he means. It's the one where Soviet died. "Why did you act like that on that week?" North asked. "It's none of your business, idiot!" Russia said and pushed North. I stepped out of the way and North almost fell.

"WHY YOU LITTLE-" North got cut off as South Korea came over. " 냉정하게, 북쪽... 그를 해치지 마라. (Calm down, North... Don't hurt him.)" South said. North grumbled something before stomping away.

"Sorry about my brother. Did he hurt either of you?" South asked after his brother disapeared. "No." I answered. "Good. Have a nice day!" South said before running into the school building.