Rusame (How it began)

Chapter 12

(America POV)

After school was done. Russia grabbed my hand a took me to a place. I slightly remember it though.

"Where are we going Ruski?" I asked trying to keep up with him.

"It a surrrpirrse," He said. I heard a slight bit of his accent come out. I let out a little giggle.

He stopped out of no where. The place was huge. Flowers everywhere. In the middle of there was a table. I walked over. This places beautiful.

"It's... so pretty!" I smiled.

"Not as pretty as you," Russia kissed my check.
We star down at the table waiting to be served. 

This short country came up to the table. He looked Familiar but I don't remember his name.

"Hello. I'm Chile what would you like?" He looked at Russia.

"I like a Coke, please," I looked at the menu. I looked at Chile and he seemed to still be looking a my Ruski.

"I'll have a Vodka,"

"Okay I'll be back with those orders." He smiled at Russ. I gave Chile a death glare behind his back.

"Someone jealous?" The Russia asked.

"No." I growled.

I had my hand in the table and Russia grabbed it. I looked down and smiled.

"Why do you where sunglasses all the time?" He asked. I jumped. I didn't want him to know.

"B-because I c-can!" I said quickly. He glared at me. I gave him a nervous smile.

Chile final came back and saved me. He gave us our drinks and asked for our orders.

"Can I have a salad, please," I smiled. I had to bring diet because of Russia but I'm fine with it.

"I don't want anything," Russia handed him the menu. I looked up him worried. He didn't eat at lunch to.

After awhile of waiting I finally got my salad.  I gagged on the inside. I ate the salad and it was delicious. I gobbled the salad up.

Russia giggled, I looked up. I smiled and laughed. Chile came back.

"Here is your receipt," He said winking at Russia. "He looked at Russia and said "My number is one there,"

Excuse ME!

"He's taken," I said. Chile looked over with a cold look. Russia seemed to be surprised.

"Who is it?" He asked with a smile.

"Me!" I puffed my chest.

"Yeah right! Russia would date a capitalist pig like you," Chile laughed.

That broke my heart a little. I looked away. Russia got up and punched him.

"Don't ever day that the My Ame again...." Russia growled. I got up and hugged him. He hugged me back and we walked back to our dorms.

Once we got back my throat began to hurt and burn. I walked into the bathroom. I coughed realizing black stuff came out.

No  

No

No

Not
Again...

I through my glasses getting mad. Why does this happens every time something good happens. I locked the bath room and sat down. I continued coughing.

Russia knocked on the door.

"Ame are you okay? You've been coughing a lot,"
I didn't respond.
"It's fine if you don't want to talk, I'm right here,"

I began to him cry. Why does this happen? I sat up looking into the mirror. Pitch black eyes. Staring back. I grabbed my broken glasses and put them back on. I walked out and Russia was sitting on the couch worried.

I sat down and hugged him. I cuddle his arm.

"Nya~," I meowed. He looked at while I had the cat face one. He laughed and kissed me.

"I love you Ruski," I whispered.

"I love you to shortie," he laughed.