Rochu- Confessions ~Request~

   Another day, another world meeting.

“SHUT UP FROG!”

“After you, Black Sheep! Honhonhon~!”

“I’M NOT A BLACK SHEEP YOU BLOODY WANKER!”

   As usual, England and France were arguing over something stupid. At the end of the table opposite them sat Russia and China. Russia’s childlike face contained it’s smile and China had his arms crossed, obviously annoyed. These Westerners are so annoying aru. At least Russia isn't so loud. China thought. Although he thought that Russia was a bit creepy, he did have feeling for the man. Not like he would admit it though. He was certain Russia couldn't possibly feel the same. 

Or could he?

~Vodka timeskip~

   A few hours later, the meeting ended and everyone packed up their things to leave. As China was about finished Russia came up behind him with a smile. This smile was different from the others, it was a smile of excitement. China didn’t notice the Russian man approach until he received a tap on the shoulder. China jumped and then spun around to face the intruder. When he saw that it was Russia he calmed down slightly. “What the hell? Don't sneak up on me like that! China shouted. Russia gave him an innocent look and replied, “I wasn't sneaking, I just came to tell you something.”

“What is it?” China asked with genuine curiosity.

“Not here, let’s go to the park and I'll tell you there. You will come, da.” That hadn't been a question.

China thought that Russia was being a bit creepy but his curiosity got the better of him and he agreed to go.

~Timeskip brought to you by China’s wok~

   The two countries arrived at the park. It hadn't even taken five minutes, the park was only a block away. Now they walked along a trail in the less occupied area of the tranquil little place. The narrow path was lined with trees, leaves turning beautiful reds and oranges for autumn. After walking in silence for a few minutes, Russia stopped abruptly and turned to China. A deep blush painted him normally pale skin red and he looked nervous. He wasn't even smiling now.

“Yao,” he had called China by his human name. This must be serious he thought. With a gulp he turned to face the Russian and looked him in the eyes, urging him to go on. Russia went a shade darker and averted his gaze, his shoes suddenly becoming interesting. After a moment he continued to speak, “Yao, for a long time i have wanted to say this to you but I have always been too scared to,” he paused trying to find the right words. “”Yao, I... I...  *YA tebya lyublyu”

   China froze in utter shock. He didn't know much Russian but he did know what that meant. Russia glanced up at the man but glanced away as quickly. He kept his head down in disappointment.  Noticing this, China reached up to caress the man’s cheek and force him to look at him. They stared deep into each others eyes and then he said the words he had longed to say for years.

“I love you too Ivan.”

   All disappointment left Russia and he was smiling again. This time, it was a smile of true joy. He pulled China into a tight embrace and gave him a sweet kiss on the lips. It was short but full of love. They stood there in each others arms for a long time until Russia pulled away.

“You will become one with Mother Russia, da?”