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RussiaxReader~Love Me- Part 1

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Published: Feb 1, 2014

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*** This is a sequel to another series. I'll put a link to part one in the description ***

Today's the day. You thought and pulled your pantyhoes up your legs. I'll finally come out of the darkness. You pulled a black pencil dress over yourself. I hope I make friends. You said to yourself and pulled your hair into a high pony. Today's the day I become known! Slipping in to a pair of black heels, you were finally ready. You looked in the mirror. For the first time, you saw yourself as strong. With a finishing smile you made your way out the door and to your car. Off to my first world meeting I go~ you sang in your head to yourself.

You arrived at the place the world meeting was being held. It was a large building with a long walk of marble steps to the door. Slightly out of breath, you hesitated slightly before opening the door. I'm twenty minutes early you said when you saw a large clock in the hallway on the way to the conference room.

You decided to go exploring when you got to the room and realized it was locked. I think I hear voices coming from down the hall. Following your ears, you eventually came to a small room that seemed to be a waiting room. Cautiously you peeked your head around the entrance you saw that there were a few other countries that had already arrived. I suppose I should introduce myself you thought. Your thoughts were soon interrupted when a a voice suddenly said.

"Ve~ Germany who's that?" At this a tall blonde man turned around to face you who you assumed must be Germany.

"Hey! You there! What are you doing here?!" he shouted at you.

"I-I-I'm (country name)!" You immediately stuttered. Germany seemed to relax.

"You must be that new country we heard was joining us today." he said in a much calmer tone. "Welcome to the word meeting. I am Germany and I run these meetings since I seem to be the only serious person in this place."

"It's nice to meet you Germany" you said in a cheerful voice having gotten over your recent shock.

"And I'm Italy!" said a smaller man with a curl sticking out of his head from behind Germany. You couldn't help but giggle at the adorable, goofy smile on his face.

"Let me introduce you to the other countries bella" he said in a happy voice. He pointed to a man with blonde hair that had a large cowlick sticking straight up. Is he eating a hamburger?

"That's Mr.America, he seems to like hamburgers as much as I like pasta, which is a lot hehe." Then he pointed to two men bickering about something.

"The one with the long blonde hair is Mr.France. He and Mr.England are always fighting about something…" Italy's sentence was cut short when the room suddenly went quiet for a moment. You noticed everyone staring briefly at the door before going back to their conversations. You didn't look up in time to see who had arrived but you did catch a glimpse of the end of a somehow familiar light pink fabric.

"Ahh, That was Mr.Russia. He's real scary! I wouldn't get on his bad side if I were you." Italy said quietly into your ear.

Russia….I haven't heard that name in a hundred years….Russia….My first love.

"EVERYONE SHUT UP!" Germany yelled to call the meeting to order. "Today we have a new country joining us so everyone pay attention!" The room slowly went silent. You stood up.

"Good morning everyone. My name is (country name). I'm so glad to be here, I hope we can all be friends" you smiled before sitting back down. Germany immediately began talking about something else although you could tell no one was listening. T"hey were all staring at you. Except Russia. He appeared to be listening to Germany, yet had a distant look in his eye, as in deep in thought.

The meeting ended briefly for lunch. Immediately all of the other countries began asking you to join them for lunch. You were surrounded in all directions by other counties, most of which you didn't know yet. As you stood there listening to them bicker you noticed Russia slip quietly out the door. You waited another few moments before the opportunity to escape arrived. Pushing your way through a small gap in the crowd you made your way out the door. The other countries were too busy arguing to notice.

You walked down the hallway in the direction you thought Russia went. Suddenly another figure appeared out of one of the rooms. It appeared to be that of a child yet it was strangely familiar to you. You quickened your pace and the figure turned around to face you. Immediately, you recognized the boy to be your old friend Latvia.

"Latvia!" You called cheerfully. He looked up at you. You saw his mouth swoop into a smile and his eyes brighten.

"(country name)!" he called back running to you. Then he flung his arms around you. "Why didn't you come visit us?" he said crying into your shoulder. You decided it was best not to tell him that Russia had forbid you from coming back.

"I'm so sorry Latvia." you said sympathetically, handing him a tissue out of your purse. "Once I left Russia's house I had a lot to do since I had been away from my country so long." Latvia just shook his head quickly and hugged you again.

"Lithuania and Estonia will be so happy to see you! And Mr.Russia too! Come, I'll take you to them." Latvia said and grabbed your hand. He practically dragged you into the room he had come from. As soon as you entered the room you saw Lithuania's and Estonia's faces light up. They both raced up to hug you.

"(country name)! We missed you so much" Estonia said.

"I thought you had forgotten about us!" Lithuania followed.

"Of course not! I just had a lot to do when I arrived home" you said reassuring them. They hugged you again. You looked up from the hug and saw Russia staring out the window as if purposefully ignoring you.

"It's been awhile. How've you been Mr.Russia? I've missed you these last hundred years or so" you said smiling at him. He turned and looked at you, just not in the eyes.

"I've been well. And yourself?" he replied calmly.

"Fine thanks" you said. His uninterested demeanor was upsetting you. It was as if he didn't even care that you left nor that you were here now. There was a long moment of silence.

"How about we all go out for coffee after the meeting" you broke the silence at last. "It's on me."

The Baltics all immediately agreed saying that they would love too. Russia had no choice but to give in, as much as you could tell he didn't want to. With that settled, you headed back to the conference room to have lunch with some of the other countries with the little time you had left. Deep in thought you made your way down the long hallways of the building.

This isn't the Russia I remember, he's changed somehow. He was never partially warm and friendly until just before I left him but, he never acted this uninterested.