DISCONTINUED?? ((Rusame))

First session

"America's POV"

  "Finally!"  I smile to myself parking my car in the drive way, I sigh 'Maybe tonight take out will be a good idea?' "Yeah, that sounds good" I shrug, opening the door, walking inside with my work coat on my shoulder, letting the door close behind me. I sigh placing the coat on the counter, heading towards the sofa, laying down. "Argh..'that's gonna be the last time, I try navigating myself somewhere I don't know!' I remember how long it took me to just find my way to the elevators, Which weren't even that far from my office.

  'Wait did I order food yet?' Oh wait-!'' I grab my phone clicking what ever food delivering app I had and placed a quick order of anything I would eat, I placed my phone back down and decided to just watch some T.V, Since I was bored, but it was late so who cares 'Not Me' I smile to myself watching what ever was on Television right now..

DING! 

"Coming!" I stretch a bit, standing up off the couch, walking towards the door, opening it and paying for my food. Thanking the poor soul, who was delivering to me this late. I close the door and walk back to the couch continuing the episode of SpongeBob that was playing. 

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BEEP!!

BEEP!!

BEEP!!

BEEP!!

BEE-!

  "ARrGgHhhHhh....Why so early..wai-! AH SHII-" I Sit up, falling off the couch, hurrying to my room changing into a plain dark shirt and some jeans, Running downstairs in socks (totally not almost slipping once or twice) grabbing my work coat from the counter, phone and a piece of toast 'Eh..It'll work as a quick snack' I shrug it off grabbing my shoes from the side of the couch, Slipping them on. Walking back towards the counter again, grabbing my keys and heading out the door to my car, Immediately driving to work 'I'm such an idiot with being on time..'

I laugh at myself as I arrive at the asylum rushing inside smiling at the front desk "Hey! I'm just checking in!" The desk assistant looked at me and smiled nodding "Name?" They ask "America Wasington" I smile, they nod typing my name in. "Here's your work ID" they smiled handing me a clip card. I thank them walking towards my office with a map layout Since I don't feel like being anymore behind schedule.

I grab a notebook and a pen before leaving to see Russia, locking my office. 'I wonder what he's doing right now?' I thought to myself since he seemed like he didn't do much all day when I visited him 'I'll ask him about it, later' I keep a mental note to myself, as I wait for the elevator.  DING I walk inside the elevator, checking which floor he needed to go on '3rd floor, Room 357' I repeat it in my head so I don't forget it DING I walk out of the elevator heading down the somehow, even more creepy, hallway...

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"Russia's POV"

I sigh..looking out the glass waiting to see if America will return like he promised the previous day. "He probably left like all the others" I mumble to myself Freak I smile to myself 'I know' I put my head on my knees, Hearing the door open "G'Morning Russia!" I hear America speak I look up and smile a bit 'He came back' Not for Long~ I ignore the voice "Morning America.." he smiled sitting down on a chair "Okay so I have to ask you a few questions buuttt that's boring so how about we play 20 questions!" He says smiling  "How do you play that?" I ask, he looks at me dumbfounded then probably realized I've been in this place my whole life.."Oh yeah..well it's easy! We both just ask each other questions! Some people like to make the questions about an object, so the other person would have to guess what it was" He explained, I nod "Sure.."

He smiles "Alright Lets see-uh..You can ask me first!" 'Maybe I should ask about his favorite things? Yeah that sounds easy' I unwrap my arms from my legs a bit "Uhh..What's your favorite color?" He thinks for a moment before answering "I'd sayy.. Blue! Okay my turn" he swirled in the chair "Whats Your favorite color?" "Uuh..Black maybe?" He nods "Your turn again" "Favorite thing to do?" "Probably make fun of my siblings, or Cook" I nod "Speaking if siblings do you have any?" I put my head down "Yes I do.." From America's voice he seemed confused "Why don't they visit?" I look back up at him "Would you want to visit the person who almost killed you..?" He looked shocked for a moment before frowning "...That's still not a good excuse.." he mumbled, I laughed a bit "it's reasonable" America sighed before spinning around in the chair again.

 "I'm boredd!! what do you do around here?" He asks leaning back into the chair "Your gonna fall.." I say seeing the chair isn't meant to go back, He laughed " No, I'm not" I smiled "just wait" it seemed the time was perfect as I finished speaking he fell backwards "sHi-!" He Yelled, I smile "Told you so" he looked at me holding his hand out with his middle finger up "Fuck You" he tried to say seriously but failed. 

I didn't know why but it was so comforting having him here..Talking..And laughing, things I don't do often, I felt like I've known him for years maybe even decades. I smiled 'I like these feelings he gives me' I think to myself again "..s...a..R.ss..a...Ru..si..a!...RUSSIA!!" I snap out of my thoughts looking at America "Huh? Yes??" He smiled "So Russia its required I ask one question from my notebook At least every day..so umm...Can I ask you one?" I nodded since this wasn't new..I probably knew the questions by now..there always the same. " okay u-uhhm.. when you S-see your family what do you think o-of them?" I smile "I them as the nobodies They are" He nodded "Thanks Russ but now I need to head back, See you after Your lunch!" He smiles grabbing his notebook walking out of my room, While guards enter it.

 'This is gonna be a long lunch..'

Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Totally didn't write this at 3-4 in the morning haha haha...(;w;")_\ I know my writing sucks arse..