~ • {Rusame} • ~ A kidnapping gone wrong makes America fall into the hands of the world's largest mafia, Black Helm. There he meets Russia, the son of the mafia leader who quickly falls in love with the american. With one of them on the run from the police and the other on the most wanted list by mafia, the two must work together to escape and survive the game of cat and mouse. This is a Rusame story and there will be ~ LGBT content ~ slight gore and blood ~ mature language Read at your own risk @-@

America has always hidden his true capabilities and great intelligence by crafting a ploy that no one ever suspected. Not even his family has caught on. He wears sunglasses to mask his true intentions and pretends to be helpless in weak so that other countries will let their guard down around him and once they do he gains valuable information. This is how he's survived for so long-- faking it. One fateful day, Russia catches a glimpse through the act , suspects something, and vows to spy on America for his lost Father, Soviet. America quickly devises devises a foolproof plan on how to get Russia off his trail by using his homophobia against him. Well-- he thought it was foolproof. But even geniuses make mistakes when something unexpected comes their way.

Is is neither completed nor good. Rewrite is out! ______________________________________________________ Folie à deux ('folly of two', or 'madness [shared] by two'), also known as shared psychosis or shared delusional disorder (SDD), is a psychiatric syndrome in which symptoms of a delusional belief, and sometimes hallucinations, are transmitted from one individual to another. Depending on how you view this may or may not effect the story. Cover picture is mine ______________________________________________________ He was tried. He felt alone. . . . America didn't have any close friends. He was lonely. He pushed all his needs aside to continue the work for his country. Although it wasn't as much work as he had to do a century ago, it was still tiring. He needed someone to talk to, someone that wasn't his siblings. They may act like they care. But America knows better than to listen to them. He hated the headaches. The crippling loneliness. The need to love someone. But it's the same as his siblings. 'He knows better than to listen to the voices' He wants a friend. Someone who wont leave him or betray him. Atleast he had a reminder of his late friend.