Sick Obsession

Chapter 1

Sick Obsession

AN: Mostly written in America's Pov, might only be a one-shot, who knows.

America's POV

I sat there with a smile on my face, war had been declared and right now I was sitting in front of Russia, oh, my dear, dear Russia. The reason why the whole war started, the second I laid eyes on you I knew you had to be mine. The second your sweet voice filled my ears and those mysterious, yet oh so beautiful eyes landed in my direction. I knew the second that you said hello to me that you had to be MINE, and only mine. Not China's, not only one else's. MINE MINE MINE, and that's all that mattered. I wanted to see you in my bed, wake up to see your beautiful lilac eyes look at me. So full of love, and hopefully admiration. But if you didn't love I'd have to FORCE you to.

Oh, but sadly China had to take you away from me didn't he? He took away what was mine and only mine, and I wouldn't hesitate to fight him for you. Make him beg for forgiveness, for having taken you away from me. From having taken your loving look and beautiful words from me. But right now I was content with this, looking at your beautiful face. Those beautiful platinum bangs playfully falling in your eyes. Those beautiful, beautiful violet eyes.

Even when we fight and bicker it makes me happy, it makes me feel like we're a married couple. All those threats to nuke each other and all the name calling wasn't normal for a married couple, but that didn't matter. We wouldn't be a normal married couple, we'd be better. But sadly, oh so sadly you we're already taken from me. You were taken from me, by a stupid little chinese man who looked more like a woman than a man. It disgusted me that this man, this Yao Wang, would be lucky enough to look into those beautiful eyes and see love in them. But when I looked into them I only saw hatred and disgust. It made me somewhat sad, but I knew that'd all be over soon. Soon enough Russia would be mine, he'd be calling my name lovingly and I would be able to kiss him and make love to him all the time, with no care in the world.

The thought made me smile. Just imagining you under me, begging me for more. Your beautiful eyes shining with lust and sweat glistening on your skin. You silver-blonde hair sprawled across the pillow. You moans filling the room as you scream my name, the thought of it alone turned me on.

Suddenly I blinked as a familiar Russian voice echoed through the room. "You are daydreaming you Capitalist Pig, and to think that I had to come all the way here so we could talk about the war. But that stupid look on your face makes me think you only invited me here to mock me." I couldn't help but smile even wider. "Are you and your 'Yao Yao' happy?" I asked, the little pet name for the that man slid through my mouth like venom. He looked at me surprised and furrowed his brow.

"Because word on the street is that you've been sleeping in your own bed for the last month. Care to explain Vanya?" I asked, cheerfully calling his pet name. He sneered and looked at me with those beautiful purple eyes, "that is none of your business you Pig, do not change the topic. Why did you change the topic, and why are you so interested in my relationship with Yao?" I felt my smile grow wider, "now now Vanya. I didn't call you any names so why do you call me that?" I asked pouting, "so why don't you call me Fredka? I heard that's the Russian version for Alfred, and I think it is quite nice actually." I say, the smile never leaving my face.

He frowned and stood up, "I would never call you that you Capitalist Pig. You disgust me and nothing in a million years, or even an eternity would make me call you. Call me when you want to actually talk." He said as he stood up and started walking towards the door. I feel panic start to engulf me. Have I gone to far, maybe I have and I've lost him altogether. NO, I couldn't let that happen. Russia WOULD BE MINE. Pulling my pistol from my pocket I take it out and point it towards him. He stops talking when hears the signature 'click' of the pistol. Slowly he turns around and glares at me, "what the hell do you think you're doing?" He hissed at me. I giggled at his expression and walked towards him, "oh my little Vanya, you not going anywhere. Your staying here with me, if you don't then I'll not only bomb Russia. But Ukraine, Belarus, and the Baltic States. Should I add China to that list?" I asked, a smile on my face. His face turns pale at the mention of me destroying not only him, but his beloved sisters and his lover. "What do you want?" He asked, looking at me with dark purple eyes.

"I want you Ivan Braginsky."

AN: DUN DUN DUUUUUN *include dramatic music here* Might continue it or not, it's looking pretty good :v plz tell me what you think, I don't bite ;v; I promise, I'll give you a virtual cookie!