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RussiaxReader: Shy Little Bird part 2

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You look at Ivan bewildered. He has such a large house, he must possibly be used to being alone, or at the least enjoy it. "Then why have such a large home?" you ask in your quiet,mousy voice.  He looks at you with a childish stare,"I'm not sure. It's been in my family for many years so I cannot bear to leave it for too long." You look at his violet eyes with your (eye color) eyes. You get a sad expression. "Where is your family?" He picks up a picture nearby, it had three people in it. One was an extremely busty woman with short silvery hair like Ivan's, another girl was in the picture with long hair with the same color. Ivan was in the middle. "I have my sisters but they live far away. This house was given to me. I live alone." For a moment, you want to cry. A moment you forget your shyness and dig your face into his chest. You nuzzle you face near his heart. You wrap your arms around him and give him a tight hug. He sits there surprised for a moment and then he hugs you back. He rests his head on top of yours. "No one should be alone," you say softly," you're too much of a good man to be this lonely."Я люблю тебя." he whispers into your ear. You suddenly remember your shyness and your face turns red, you try to get out of his gripping hug but he doesn't let go. You look up at him,"What does that mean, Ivan?" your quiet voice manages to squeak out. You feel his face form a smile on the top of your head. "I like you." he says, digging his face into your (hair color) hair. You feel your face blush. Toris returns to see if Ivan needed anything before he left, to find that you and he fell asleep on the couch. His arms wrapped around your body, no signs of ever letting go.
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A few days later a phone call came in. Ivan answered the phone. "Da?" he listened to the receiver. "I have a guest here though. She's very shy and does not like being left alone." you suddenly heard French laughter on the other line. "Ohohohoho! Why didn't you call me sooner?! I would love to meet ze cheri!" Ivan had the phone away from his ear, he placed the phone back to his ear," Francis, you called me, remember? And you reminded me about the conference." He listened again. "Alright then. I will be there." he hung up the phone. He turns and looks at you. "I have a conference to go to but Francis said you could come along if you like." You look at him and smile. Thanks to him, some of your shyness has gone away. You can speak a lot more since he's been in your life. You still have a hard time approaching people but it's not as bad as before. You nod,"This could be good for me, if I talk to new people maybe I'll get over my shyness." your soft voice carries. He smiles and grabs your crutches. You take them and start moving toward the door. Ivan helps you into his car. You look at him as he goes into the drivers seat. "Um, Ivan, if it's not too much trouble. What kind of conference is it? Do you run a business?"
He shakes his head,"If I tell you, promise not to think I am crazy?"
You smile,"You haven't given me any reason to think so, Ivan. Why would I think so?"
He smiles,"I'm a country."
Your face drops, not from thinking he was crazy, but just because it surprised you. "Can you explain what that means exactly?"
"I'm a personification of the country of Russia. A human version of it, to be put simply. My body changes when my home changes. I don't die until my country is gone."
"Oh. Why didn't you tell me earlier though?" You ask. Your eyes wide with not concern but curiosity.
"I didn't want you to think I was a lunatic."
You smile. "A lunatic wouldn't be so kind."
The two of you arrive to a plane that took you to a large building. You go inside with Ivan by your side. He helps you inside when you meet a man in an aviator jacket and glasses with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. "Dude, Russia, who's the chick? She's pretty." you blush and hide behind Ivan's arm. "America, you are making the lady nervous. Please back away." Ivan said. America did as he said. "So what's her name?" he said oblivious to the fact of how shy you are. "I-I....m-my n-n-n-ame i-is...."
"What? Speak up dudette I can't hear you." He said cupping his ear, leaning toward you. You cringe, gripping Ivan's sleeve. His dark aura glowed again. "You know what, why don't you just go away. You are making the lady nervous. Go before I pound your face in." he said darkly. America backed away, crying tears of fear as he ran. Suddenly a voice you recognized rose up behind you, it was the albino man. "So, the lady came back for me! The awesome, Gilbert!" he shouted. You jumped into Ivan's arms whimpering. "G-go away." you squeaked, your body trembling. Ivan's dark aura grew even darker as he glared at him. "Gilbert, you are frightening ________. You will want to run before you meet Mr.Pipe." he said as he pulled out a plumbers pipe with a faucet on the top. Gilbert looked very scared and started running away. His aura disappeared and he put the pipe back in his coat. He smiled at you,"I'm sorry you had to see that _______."he said as if nothing had happened .You were still trembling,"M-M-Maybe this wasn't a-a good idea, Ivan." He picks up the crutches you dropped and helps you back down. "Perhaps you need to meet the calmer countries, da?" he asks. You smile and nod,"Da." you say happily. He helps you find a man with black hair and chocolate brown eyes. He had a white military uniform on. "Hero. I am Japan. Is nice to meet chu." he spoke with a quiet Japanese accent.He bowed toward you. He had a calming air to him. "Hello, I'm __________. It's nice to meet you Mr.Japan." you say sweetly. You bow back as well as you could in your crutches before you fall on your face. Ivan helps you get back up. "Ow. I'm sorry." you apologize. "What are you apologizing for? You did nothing wrong." Ivan asked, his childish face full of concern. "I'm getting blood on your scarf." you point out as your nose bleeps on his scarf.
A man named Germany helped get paper towels to plug up your nose. "Ja, she broke her nose. Vhat did you do Russia?"
He gets a nervous look on his face,"Why do you always assume it was me?"
"H-he's telling the truth Mr.Germany. I was bowing to Mr.Japan and I slipped out of my crutch. I hit my face on the floor." you squeaked. Germany looked at you,"So Frau can talk. You were whimpering like a child earlier meeting America and mein bruder."
"Y-you mean the albino is your brother?" you start whimpering, afraid that Germany was like Prussia.
"Don't worry. Germany is not like his brother." Ivan reassured me.
"She's almost as bad as-" Germany was cut off by a man with brown hair with a funny curl on it.
"VE~! Hello Germany! Who the pretty lady?" he asked in an Italian accent.
"Italy." Germany finished with a grunt.
Italy looked at you with closed eyes. Making you wonder how he sees at all.
"Ve~! I know you."
"Hm? I'm sorry Mr.Italy. I'm afraid I've never met you before." you squeak out.
"But I know you. You went missing a long time ago. You're Siberia!"
"WHA---?!" Your tiny voice squeals.
New page!!!
Oh my god, You're SIBERIA!!!
how did you not know this?!
please enjoy ^J^
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Wow!! 😄👍 I love your creative writing story, I defienly want to read any of your stories in future. -bear hug-