Let the World Sing; Hetalia Oneshot Book

Gentle Falling Snow; Russia x Reader

"You need to stretch that leg higher, or you'll never be fit to be a student of mine!" Lilia Baranovskaya yelled, from across then extensive dance floor. Lilia Baranovskaya was a world famous ballerina that had gotten high recognition from various other countries. The girl Lilia was yelling at was none other than her pupil, (Y/N) (L/N). (Y/N) panted heavily as sweat droplets made there way to the floor. The young girl had always had a intense urge to dance in a graceful fashion. She wanted to dance to showcase her emotions, feelings, heart. She wanted to show that some one can be vulnerable and is free too. (Y/N) let out tons of emotion when she danced, to the point where her mascara would run down her face after every performance. The poor girl was very emotional, "Look! If you can't get this, I refuse to teach you it. Are we agreed?"

"I don't get the move though! You never explained how to do it correctly!" She yelled, in hopes of intimidating her teacher, however it was in vein. Lilia's eyes were full of rage and anger. Her face elongated, which also lengthened her middle aged wrinkles. There was a twang of fear that was quickly injected into (Y/N)'s nerves. Her body wanted to shake, but she knew that she had to hide her fear, "I'm sorry Mistress. I-I didn't mean to-" She was saying before she was cut off.

"It's alright; However you should not talk to me in such a undignified manner. Utterly disgraceful, but totally understandable. I'll show you one more time. Got it?" (Y/N) aggressively shook her head at her teacher's offer. Lilia sighed and started to show her the ballet move once more.

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Somewhere Else

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"How can this day possibly get any worse?" He breathed out in complete and utter frustration.

"Commander Braginsky? Did I come at a bad time?" Captain Bock asked silently, as he looked sheepishly at his Commander's violet eyes. 

"Of course you did, now what are you here for and make it quick. My migraine can't handle anymore of you idiots today." Commander Braginsky hissed.

"W-Well, that is exactly the reason why I am here; Your stress level has been through the roof lately because of this dispute with the Americans." Captain Bock dared to continue, "So today, I remembered that you love seeing the Russian Ballet, and well I bought tickets for you and your family to go see." Commander Braginsky thought about it for a second, then grabbed the tickets. He couldn't believe he was going to the ballet again. He excused Captain Bock, but continued to gaze down at the tickets. After his shift, the commander drove back home and told his sisters to get ready for the ballet performance. Once him and his sisters were ready and prepped, they made there way to the theater.

"Wow I always forget that this place is so fancy." Lydia, the commander's older sister, said in amazement.

"It's not that amazing as the commander." Monica, the commander's younger sister, spoke calmly. However, the commander and Lydia ignored her commentary and walked off toward their seats. The room was dark, then the curtain whisked it's way off the stage to reveal none other than the famous Lilia Baranovskaya. The whole theater clapped their hands in her presence. Once the claps of praise were received, she spoke.

"Thank you all for coming tonight. As you already know tonight, we have a new dancer taking the stage. She is graceful, elegant, well-formed, and a hard worker. Her and I hope that you like all the performances and her own solo. Please enjoy tonight's dancers. Спасибо. "

Everyone clapped their hands once more as the lights dimmed. The dancers hurried their way to the stage. Once the light brightened once more, the dancers took off with turns and leaps. They were all incredibly graceful and elegant. When the commander was little, he made a promise to himself that he would marry a ballerina. He still didn't go back on his word. Once the dance was completed, another one performed, and so on. After 6 beautifully performed dances, all the girls ran off and one girl came on. Once the lights brightened and the music began, she started to take the once full stage for herself. Braginsky felt overwhelmed by her moves of power and force. He didn't know why, but by the end of it a single, lone tear ran down his cheek. The young girl bowed and ran off the stage. He didn't know why, but he felt like he needed to know who she was. After the performance, he waited for a sign of oncoming paparazzi, but it never came. Commander Braginsky told Lydia to take Monica home. Lydia asked how he'll get home, but there was no answer. Lydia agreed and drove her sister home. After a couple of minutes in the cold, he took out a cigarette and a lighter. As he puffed out the dangerous smoke, a young girl with (H/L) (H/C) hair and (E/C) eyes stood next to him. He was surprised, but brushed off that she was even there. He realized it was getting awkward, so he decided to start a conversation.

"So? You a dancer?" He asked, after a blew out another puff of smoke. She looked at him surprised, but quickly went back to a state of calm.

"Y-Yeah." She answered.

"Did you dance in here tonight?" He questioned.

"Y-Yeah." She answered again. 

"You know a woman like yourself shouldn't be out here all alone." He stated.

"I know, but Ms. Baranovskaya is fetching the car, so she told me to wait out front." The Commander's eyes shot open and looked at her with surprised eyes.

"A-Are you the dancer who did that solo?!" The commander demanded an answer.

"Y-Yes..." She answered sheepishly.

"Well, you danced very beautifully." At that very moment, snow began to gently fall, but time stopped for the two of them. She had a clear, pale blush that spread across her cheeks. He thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his entire life.

"What's your name?" She asked, still with a visible blush.

"Ivan Braginsky; And yours?" He questioned, with an eyebrow raised.

"(Y/N) (L/N). It's very nice to meet you." She smiled. At that moment, Lilia's car pulled up and that was a sign that she was going to leave him. Before she could open the door, he ran up to her and turned her around.

"Are you going to be dancing tomorrow?" He desperately asked.

"Yes, I will. See you then." She got in the car and drove off. Ivan was happy he gets to see her tomorrow.

Russia's Secret:

Though Russia doesn't like to admit it to any of the other countries, he like going to the Russian Ballet and he is even a ballerina himself.

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