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“Are you having the feeling that we are being followed?” Russia held your hand tighter as the two of you walked around he unfamiliar landscape. “I have been feeling it for a while now. Ever since we left the coffee shop. I am hoping it is not what I think it is.” He shivered at the thought.
“I noticed that feeling too. You don't think it's...” You let your sentence trail off.
“Da. I was hoping she wouldn't find out.” He sighed. “We kept everything as small and quiet as we could. But I guess it wasn't good enough. We'll just have to be careful I guess. I'm sorry you got dragged into this.”
“It's fine. I knew you had a creepy, psycho sister when I married you.” You kissed Russia on the cheek and smiled. “Every family has at least one weirdo. Eventually she'll come to grips with the fact that she can't have you.”
“Or... She'll try to kill us both. But I like your idea better.” Russia laughed nervously. “Let's just hope she doesn't know where our hotel is. That would be bad.” He had a worried expression covering his face. “Maybe we should be waiting a little while before we go back. I am not wanting her to follow us there.”
“If you want. But if you keep acting afraid of her, she's going to keep shoving you around. You're much stronger than she is, and now you have me.” You smiled. “I really think we could handle her if she decided to show up.”
Russia nodded. “You're right. It's late, let's go.” The two of you walked back to the hotel and headed up to your honeymoon suite. “Do you think she is already here?” He immediately started looking in closets and under the bed for any sign of an intruder.
You tried not to laugh, but watching Russia freak out over someone so small and weak compared to him just didn't make sense to you. “Even if she is, I think everything will be okay.” You walked over to where he was standing and wrapped your arms around him. “Now stop your worrying.” Lifting yourself onto your tiptoes, you gently placed a kiss on his lips.
No sooner had you kissed him than Belarus jumped out of the bathroom shower. She ran straight for you. “Get away from my brother, he's mine!” Angry couldn't begin to describe the look on her face. She was fuming, but you really didn't care.
“He's not yours Belarus, he's mine. I don't know why you're so obsessed with your own brother, but it's weird.” Your words only seemed to be making her more angry. “If Russia wanted you, he would have told you by now. Now stop screwing everything up and get a life.”
Belarus dropped to the floor and began to cry like a spoiled child. “No, he's my brother. I won't let you take him away from me.”
“You scared him away from you.” You felt kind of bad now. Maybe you shouldn't have been so harsh. “Maybe, you should try to be nice to him. That might work. But you're never going to get him to marry you.” You slowly moved to where she was slumped over in the floor and rubbed her back. “I'm sorry I was so mean before.”
“You, you really love my brother. He's happy with you.” She wiped the tears from her face and looked up at you. “I still don't like you, but big brother does. So I'll try to be nice.” She stood, still looking rather sad and depressed. “Now you've told me how to make brother Russia happy.” She grinned. “So maybe, I can steal him from you.” Belarus snickered as she left your room.
“You are very good with handling my little sister. She didn't even go a little bit of the crazy with you.” Russia brought you in his arms and kissed you. “And now that she is gone, and we don't have to be worrying...” An evil grin crept across his face. “You will be becoming one with Russia.”
“I noticed that feeling too. You don't think it's...” You let your sentence trail off.
“Da. I was hoping she wouldn't find out.” He sighed. “We kept everything as small and quiet as we could. But I guess it wasn't good enough. We'll just have to be careful I guess. I'm sorry you got dragged into this.”
“It's fine. I knew you had a creepy, psycho sister when I married you.” You kissed Russia on the cheek and smiled. “Every family has at least one weirdo. Eventually she'll come to grips with the fact that she can't have you.”
“Or... She'll try to kill us both. But I like your idea better.” Russia laughed nervously. “Let's just hope she doesn't know where our hotel is. That would be bad.” He had a worried expression covering his face. “Maybe we should be waiting a little while before we go back. I am not wanting her to follow us there.”
“If you want. But if you keep acting afraid of her, she's going to keep shoving you around. You're much stronger than she is, and now you have me.” You smiled. “I really think we could handle her if she decided to show up.”
Russia nodded. “You're right. It's late, let's go.” The two of you walked back to the hotel and headed up to your honeymoon suite. “Do you think she is already here?” He immediately started looking in closets and under the bed for any sign of an intruder.
You tried not to laugh, but watching Russia freak out over someone so small and weak compared to him just didn't make sense to you. “Even if she is, I think everything will be okay.” You walked over to where he was standing and wrapped your arms around him. “Now stop your worrying.” Lifting yourself onto your tiptoes, you gently placed a kiss on his lips.
No sooner had you kissed him than Belarus jumped out of the bathroom shower. She ran straight for you. “Get away from my brother, he's mine!” Angry couldn't begin to describe the look on her face. She was fuming, but you really didn't care.
“He's not yours Belarus, he's mine. I don't know why you're so obsessed with your own brother, but it's weird.” Your words only seemed to be making her more angry. “If Russia wanted you, he would have told you by now. Now stop screwing everything up and get a life.”
Belarus dropped to the floor and began to cry like a spoiled child. “No, he's my brother. I won't let you take him away from me.”
“You scared him away from you.” You felt kind of bad now. Maybe you shouldn't have been so harsh. “Maybe, you should try to be nice to him. That might work. But you're never going to get him to marry you.” You slowly moved to where she was slumped over in the floor and rubbed her back. “I'm sorry I was so mean before.”
“You, you really love my brother. He's happy with you.” She wiped the tears from her face and looked up at you. “I still don't like you, but big brother does. So I'll try to be nice.” She stood, still looking rather sad and depressed. “Now you've told me how to make brother Russia happy.” She grinned. “So maybe, I can steal him from you.” Belarus snickered as she left your room.
“You are very good with handling my little sister. She didn't even go a little bit of the crazy with you.” Russia brought you in his arms and kissed you. “And now that she is gone, and we don't have to be worrying...” An evil grin crept across his face. “You will be becoming one with Russia.”
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Da, that sounds fun.