Shades

Chapter 13

Hey hey hey, I'm back from break. Again... was it relieving? No not really tbh. I spent most of it grinding to get an essay done, but hey. That's the last English essay if the year. Just wanted to say, if you managed to miss it.

I have a YT channel so plz go check it out. (I'm lazy af so you can go find it on my profile). Atm I only have one vid but I plan on making another one where I try to explain the CH fandom to my good friend.

Hopefully it'll be entertaining, and hopefully I won't have an allergic reaction when I meet her cat. (I probably will tho-). Anyways, if there is anything you'd like to see on my channel just tell me because idk what you people want to see.

Anyways on with the story!

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The two sat in the bathroom for about 2 hours. By now it was almost 5 am, Ame had finally stopped puking so now they were both just sitting there. Lucky for them Russia's family were heavy sleepers so no one woke up, plus the two were trying to be as quiet as possible. Which honestly wasn't very quiet, considering that Russia had to run down the hall and Ame was puking. Ame stood up and washed his face in the sink after flushing the last bit of the black goop down the toilet. Russia just looked at him.

"You good?" He asked. Ame nodded.

"You know where my shades are?" He asked, looking into the mirror. Russia nodded.

"Yeah, I'll go get them. Just wait here real quick." He said before leaving Ame in the bathroom alone. Ame just stood there staring into the mirror, imagining what he looked like. Then it dawned on him that there might actually be no mirror there and that he was just staring into a wall. He reached forward and touched the surface in front of him. It was definitely a mirror, his slightly wet fingers glided across the glass.

"C-could you not touch the mirror? It'll leave marks." Russia said. Ame jumped a little, slightly startled.

"O-oh, Sorry." He said. "I just wanted to make sure that it wasn't just a wall, and that there really was a mirror above the sink." He explained.

"Don't all bathrooms have mirrors above the sink?" Russia asked, handing Ame his sunglasses. Ame shrugged.

"I remember seeing one without a mirror, but that was a long time ago." Ame said.

"Huh, that's weird but okay." Russia said with a shrug. "You hungry? Or wat to do anything? The rest of my family probably won't be up until 6 so we have about an hour." Russia said. Ame shrugged and started to think of things to do. He shivered, honestly the bathroom was cold, he was surprised that Russia wasn't complaining about it, then he remembered that this is Russia. His cheeks started to turn a light pink as he reached for Russia's hand.

"C-can we go back to your bedroom?" He asked. Russia let out a little 'mhm' and lead him back. [nOoO, don't get too excited. They aren't gonna fu-]

"Thanks," Ame said. He pulled Russia over to the bed and set him down. Then he crawled under the covers and pulled on Russia's arm. Russia rose a brow.

"What?" He asked as Ame lightly pulled on his arm. He watched as the smaller's face grew a bright red.

"I want cuddles." He said, flustered. Russia smiled and crawled under the covers next to the boy.

"Well why didn't you say so~?" He said, nuzzling his face into Ame's neck, making the other giggle.

"R-Rus stop! That tickles!" Ame said, pushing his hands up agains Russia's chest. Rus felt his cheeks become warm and red too, it was satisfying to feel another body pressed up against his.

"Oh? Do you want tickles~?" Russia teased, as he moved Ame under him so he could get a better position to tickle Ame.

"Wait Rus no that's not what I-" Ame was quickly cut off by his own laughter. "Ack! Russia stop!" He said through his cackling.

"Sorry what was that? I couldn't hear you over all of that adorable laughter." Russia said.

"Russia stop!" Ame said laughing so hard that tears started falling down his face. Russia finally decided that he had tortured Ame enough. Both of their faces went bright red as they realized the position they were in. Russia stopped straddling Ame and layered down next to him.

"...sooooo," he said awkwardly. He smiled as Ame scooted closer to him. He wrapped his arms around Ame and planted a small kiss on his forehead.

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France gasped as she saw her son again.

"Amérique! Mon fils!" She yelled, funning over to him and engulfing him in a hug. He smiled and returned the hug. [Translation: America! My son!]

"Hey mom." He said. She smiled a little as she saw him, she could tell that he didn't seem to be too bothered by the fact that just last night he had almost been beaten to death.

"Comment ça va?" She asked, trying to keep it casual so she wouldn't cry. He shrugged. [Translation: How are you?]

"Comme ci comme ça. Je suis fatigué." He responded. Normally he would just use English, but today he felt like using his French skills. He and Canada were especially good at understanding and responding to their mother when she would use her native language. [Translation: So so/okay. I am tired.]

Russia just kind of stood there, he knew no French other than how to say hello. There were a few things that he thought he understood, but nothing was for sure. France looked over to the taller boy and smiled.

"Bonjour Russie, comment ça va?" She said, a warm smile in her face. Russia just kind of stood there with an awkward smile plastered on his face. [Translation: Hello Russia, how are you?] [A/N: I use google translate to make sure that my spelling of other languages is correct & it thinks that there should be a 'la' in front of Russia. This would make sense until it's put into the fact that in this Russia is a personified character, not an inanimate object. So I'm going to ignore the article for now so sorry if you speak French & it's annoying you.]

"H-hey." He said awkwardly.

"Maman, il ne parle pas français." Ame said with a little laugh. France let out a little gasp of embarrassment. [Translation: Mom, he doesn't speak French]

"My apologies Russia. I didn't mean to confuse you." She said. Russia smiled.

"It's fine, your good." He said.

The three talking in Russia's driveway for a while until France looked at the time and realized it was almost lunch. Ame got into the passenger's seat as France climbed into the driver's seat. Russia stood in his driveway and waved as they drove off. He smiled as he thought of Ame. His family was no e too, even if he had no idea what France was saying half the time because he found her accent hard to understand he still appreciated her. She was a nice country.

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Hey sorry for this being a hit if a shorter chapter. I just wanted to get it out because I felt bad for being on break. Then again people might not have even missed it. Idk, it's no where near as popular as Never Left, but I don't mind. I just hope people are enjoying it.

I had a lot of fun using my French skills in this chapter, everything here is all my vocab & all me. I only used google translate to make sure that spelling & grammar is correct.

Well, like I said at the top, I have a YT channel now so yay. I should have a video up either Friday or Saturday (maybe Sunday if I'm lazy) of me explaining the CH fandom to my good friend. Wow, you people will actually be able to hear my voice...don't get your hopes up, it's ugly af so don't expect much when you hear it for the first time. Tbh it kinda sounds like a dying frog...huh, well ok. All the joys of having messed up vocal chords.

As always,

Stay safe & Have a lovely day because you deserve it.  :)