The cold was unbearable. You could feel it seeping through your jacket and your skin.

It
almost felt like your insides were freezing. Its all fun and games until you fall asleep in
Alfreds car and he doesnt know where you live so he drops you off where he thinks you
live. Yes you lived in Canada, but not in the middle of no where! Alfred, if I live
through this, I swear Im going to kill you!

You couldnt feel your legs anymore, and you werent sure how far away civilization
was. You shivered in your jacket, but suddenly you felt very tired. No! You knew that
if you went to sleep you would probably never wake up. You couldnt even see where
you were walking because of the torrents of rushing snow in front of your face. Maybe
if I just lie down for a second No! _____, keep it together! You mumbled into your
scarf.

At this rate though, if you didnt find shelter soon you knew that you would die soon.
You couldnt feel anything anymore. Just You collapsed onto your side, no longer
having the ability to move. Help! You cried out know that nobody would come and
save you. Help! Somebody! Anybody! Help! You felt your eyes begin to close, and
you no longer had the strength to keep them open. Goodbye

- - - - - - - - -( Matthews POV) - - - - - - - - -

Matthew was sitting on his couch, watching the embers of the fireplace burn, and the
flickering flames. I wonder what everyone else is doing. He wouldnt have known, he
chose one of the more remote places to live, so that he didnt have to deal with the same
old, Who are you and when he said who he was people forgetting who he was a couple
seconds later.

It got lonely sometimes, nobody remembered him, so he didnt have many people he
could hang out with. Like Alfred. He was jealous of his brother sometimes, he had so
many friends when Matthew didnt have but one. That bear didnt count though. It forgot
him too much, he meant Alfreds friend though. ____. He wasnt sure that he should call
her a friend, it was just that she remembered his name and when he was with Alfred
sometimes, she would be there too.

Matthew took a picture out of his red hoodie pocket and looked at it. It was a picture of
him, ____, and Alfred at Six Flags.

<i>Help! </i> He put the picture in the stand next to the couch.

Hmm? He thought he heard something. What was that? He wasnt sure whether or
not anyone could be out there, but he had to check in case if somebody got lost. He put
his long brown coat on and headed out. When he closed the door behind him, he realized
just how cold it really was. He rubbed his arms and thought he heard something again.

<i>Help! He thought he knew that voice. Matthew ran in the direction of where he
thought that it was coming from. <i>Somebody! Anybody!</i> He could hear the voice
more clearly now. Help

He saw what seemed like an unmoving figure in the snow. He quickly went to it and
checked them. They still had a pulse, but they were just as cold as the snow around them.
Itll be ok, just hang in there. Matthew picked up the limp form in his arms gently,
surprised at how light it was. Matthew trudged through the snow once more. Holding the
figure closer to himself to try and keep them warm, Matthew opened the door to his home
and took a sigh of relief.

He laid down the persons cold body onto the couch and then returned to close the door.
Matthew took his coat off. He then decided to see who it was that was out in the snow.
They had (length) hair that was (color). Matthew stood over them before pulling the scarf
off of their face. _____? He saw her gentle features, frozen by the cold. Even her lips
were a soft hue of blue. Her eyes were closed and snowflakes lay on the tips of her
eyelashes.

Im so sorry I didnt realize you were out there! Matthew kept muttering apologies and
at the same time trying to get the wet clothes off of her. He stopped at her pants and tank
top that she had under all the frozen layers of clothes. Matthew sighed and wrapped a
blanket around her. Her sat next to her shivering form and wrapped his arms around
_____. Trying to warm her up. Matthew was beginning to feel tired though, and before he
drifted off he said one last thing to _____. Good night. And he gave her a soft kiss.























---------(Your POV)--------------

You awoke with a warm sensation all over your body. Your eyes slowly opened and saw
the flickering flames of a fire. You tried to move, but felt some weight holding you. You
glanced over at your shoulder and saw a cute Canadian lightly snoring. He looked
familiar, but then you remembered that it was Alfreds brother, Matthew. He looked way
too adorable. It was taking every bit of your will power not to squeeze him right now.

His violet eyes blinked once, twice, reality coming back into his vision. You blushed
when he looked at you. Matthew practically jumped away in surprise with a deep scarlet
across his cheeks. __-___! Im sorry, I was just tired and I, Im sorry!

Its fine. I didnt mind, but howd I get here? And I would like to find out how some of
my clothes disappeared.

I found you out there in the cold.

And the clothes? What, did you take your reward when I was unconscious? You said
teasingly.

Sorry, I had to take the wet clothes off so you didnt freeze! I swear I didnt do
anything!

You giggled at his reaction. Youre fine Mattie, Im just playing with you. You sighed
and got up off the couch to warm up more by the fire. Matthew went alongside you, still
making sure you were ok. He was cute and considerate like that. You had a crush on him
since you guys and Alfred had spent the summer together.

It was the first time that you had seen him really laugh and smile that you fell in love
with him.

Ah, memories

What?

Just thinking about last summer. Unrequited love, that kind of thing.

Unrequited? Who wouldnt want you? You shrugged your shoulders but felt a small
victory inside. Dont tell me it was Alfred, hes a jerk anyways.

No, it wasnt him.

Who then?

You. Matthew rubbed the back of his head, embarrassed.

How come you didnt say anything? I mean, youre like the only girl to even remember
my name, I probably would have ended up asking you to marry me.

You chuckled. Yeah, but I was shy, well still shy, but not as shy now.

Why not now?

Dont really know whether or not Im over you yet, so until I figure that out, Ill just be
honest. You sighed and leaned against Matthew. Youre still really cute to me, so
maybe.

Well I mean I like you so would you want to go out sometime?

Sure. That sounds really nice, just dont do what Alfred did and leave me in the middle
of nowhere.

Id never do that!

I know you wouldnt. You closed your eyes, wondering why you were being so honest.
Probably because it was Matthew, since he normally made you feel more relaxed and
comfortable. Im still tired, is there anywhere I can sleep?

Just my room, but I can sleep out here or on the floor in there if you want.

You can sleep in the bed with me if you want.

Matthews eyes widened and a blush spread across his face. Y-you cant be serious!
You laughed at him as he made this cute pouting face from your laughter. I-its not
funny! You dont joke about that!

I couldnt resist, Im sorry. You responded, still chuckling a little. Still pouting,
Matthew stood up and you stood back up as well. You stretched your arms out and
yawned.

I should probably show you where the room is. He made his way down a small hallway
and opened the door at the end. He flicked the light switch on in the room was a simple
wood desk, a queen sized bed, and a wardrobe. Its not much but I dont really expect
people.




















You felt something poking at your side. Um Mattie, your kind of poking me here.

Nnnn

Mattie?

_____... He was kind of hugging you closer to his body, and then you realized
something that made you feel extremely embarrassed.

Is he having a wet dream about me? You whispered to yourself.











I think I love you













This Forsaken House


He threw you onto the bed; you bounced lightly from the impact of the sheets and
mattress. You looked to the side, the adorned wallpaper and the bed sheets were all that
you could see. And all you wanted to see in that moment. The sound of him tossing his
clothes aside reached your ears, then the sound of an unbuckling belt. Soon after you
heard the last swoosh of fabric, his hands were on the back on your thighs, pushing your
legs apart.

Your underwear was torn away from your skin, exposing you. He thrust two fingers into
you quickly, making sure that it would be easier for him to penetrate you. He slid them in
and out roughly while he pushed you black skirt and white apron up your waist until it
was crumpled at your stomach.

He now had one hand on your waist; the other had both of your wrist pinned together
over your head. You took one look into the violet eyes before closing your own at the
feeling of his member forcing its way inside of you. He rolled his hips at first, but then
continued to push himself in and out of your opening, building up more speed with each
one until he came to a final, more powerful thrust. You felt his warm seed fill you,
making you squirm a little.

He collapsed next to you, spent now. You had opened your eyes again, thinking it looked
so odd to see him without his scarf. You could never get used to it; he normally took it
off before he did this. You positioned yourself upright on the bed, staring down at him
and yourself, slightly disgusted. You got out of the bed, straightening out your maid
uniform in the process.

You walked to your room and went into the bathroom and cleaned yourself up.
Staring into the mirror, you thought about everything. The horrifying day everything
collapsed. You were a decent country at the very least, but then for whatever reason, you
were attacked. And because of this you made a decision you would regret for the rest of
your life. A deal with the devil as it were.

You clenched your hands as the words still echoed through your head.

<h1><i>Ill save you and your people, and protect you. Under one condition.

Anything!

You will be under my rule, da? </h1></i>

And you agreed, for the sake of your people.

Since then he has used you and abused you. You examined the bruise on your cheek left
by Ivan from before he had decided to rape you again. He did that more often than he
should. Now, you just felt empty, hollow inside, like you were at this point nothing more
than something to be used.

The other countries under Ivans rule were nice to you though, and understood most of
your pain. They couldnt help you though. You heard a knock on your door. Who is it?

Its Toris.

You opened the door and greeted him with a smile. He looked concerned and pointed out
your bruise.

Its nothing, it was my fault anyways.

How was it your fault?

I asked him if I could leave the house.

Im sorry; I can try and talk to him if you want.

Youll get yourself killed. You sighed. Im tired.

Ill finish up your chores for you, get some rest. You smiled.

Thank you.



Toris watched you flop onto your bed, then he closed the door. You just had the dusting
left, so it wasnt that much to do. Ivan was sitting on the couch in the living room, fixing
the scarf on his neck.

Even if you didnt want him to, Toris would talk to Ivan and do something for his best
friend.

Ivan, why wont you let ______ leave?

He turned his head, surprised. Why wont I let ______ leave? He stood up, towering
over the smaller nation. Isnt that obvious?

N-not really, Ivan, s-sir.

I love her. Now Toris was surprised.

Youre horrible to her! That isnt love!

Then what is?

If you love her, then all you should ever want is her happiness! Tori ducked his head
down and scurried away.

Thats what love is?



Ivan always felt a little bad after he did things like hit you. He didnt feel as bad about
having sex with you though. For whatever reason, your scent and touch made him feel
like everything was ok. You didnt like it of course; you never would because you could
never love him.

Nobody could truly love him, after all Ivan was a monster.

He longed to that smile on your face once again, but he felt like he couldnt stop with the
way things were. But if your happiness is what is most important, then he wanted to make
you happy.

Ivan had felt like a small child about to cry after hitting you, he just didnt even like the
idea of you leaving him. Ivan just wanted you all to himself, and didnt know how else to
express it. He ran a hand through his hair. And Ivan hated that he would have to do this.

A letter came saying that you were required to attend a world meeting, and that meant
leaving the house. He sighed, worrying about the next morning.




You awoke to seeing Ivan in your room, which scared you and made you jump under
your sheets. He gave you some folded clothes, which you recognized as your country
uniform.

Whats this for?

You have to go to a meeting today. You smiled for a second, but then it vanished when
Ivan looked at you curiously. He reached out toward your face and you instinctively
cringed. For a second you thought you saw him frown. Be ready to leave in thirty
minutes. Ivan left the room and closed the door behind him. You smiled with glee at the
thought of finally leaving this house.

And in just under thirty minutes, you were ready to leave and waited eagerly by the door.
Ivan made his way over to you, followed by the three other countries that lived in the
house, dressed in their uniforms. Out front was a car, ready to take all of you to the
meeting.

Ivan had sat in the front of the car, next to the driver while you and the Baltic nations
were able to talk and laugh. They told you about all of the changes that had happened
since the last time you went to a meeting and how Alfred was doing. He used to be one of
your best friends until the incident.

The car pulled up in front of the grand building, and you took a moment to breathe in
some fresh air, and anxiety clenched in your stomach when you thought of when the next
time would be when you would get to be outside like this. You felt happy now though;
once you walked down this hall you would finally see everyone again.

You walked with a calm composure down the hallway, but it all fell apart the moment
you saw your friends. You and Alfred ran to each other, Alfred welcoming you in an
embrace. You almost started crying, feeling as though you were reunited with your
family. Alfred had been raised along with you by Arthur, so he was like a brother. He let
go and Gilbert hugged you. You remembered the times you both laughed at Ludwig for
the way he ran these meetings. Then Elizaveta squeezed you with her eyes clenched shut
and fighting tears. Arthur even gave you an awkward pat on the back because he wasnt
good at expressing what he wanted to say.

Gilberts mouth was slightly open in shock and touched you cheek. You flinched and
hoped he hadnt noticed it. His jaw went rigid and he marched up to Ivan.

What the hell did you do?! How dare you lay a hand on her! He tried to punch Ivan in
the jaw, but he caught it and Ivan twisted his arm.

Hmm? And what are you going to do, Mr. Micro-nation? Gilberts face looked sad for
a second, knowing he couldnt do anything, then turned to anger once again. You rushed
in and pulled Gilberts arm away from Ivan before he could do anything else.

Please dont hurt him! You screamed. Ivan looked away from you and your tears.

Alfred do something because I cant! Gilbert yelled.

Russia, Alfred addressed him formally. Is there anything that I could give you in
return for ______s freedom?

Ivan glared at him. I dont want anything from you. His words were cold.

A feeling of dread crept back into your chest, you clutched your chest where your heart
was, and your knees buckled. Elizaveta rushed to your side, holding your quivering form.
Ivan took a step forward; Alfred, Arthur, and Gilbert stepped in front of you and
Elizaveta protectively and Ivan stepped back.

Move aside, ______ belongs to me. He walked forward again. Pushing them aside. He
grabbed your arm and lifted you up. Were leaving. The Baltic nations heard him and
followed behind as you were taken away once again.



Once you were home you settled down a bit with help from the others, but then Ivan took
your arm again and dragged you to his bedroom. You had more fear than you had in a
long time. You were thrown onto the bed like so many times before. Ivan leaned over
you, looked down at you. You began to cry again, not knowing what he would do and
covered your face with your arms.

He pried your arms away, looking at you with a frown. You shut your eyes and heard him
move away from you then opened them again. Ivan sat on the bed, not doing anything.
You sat up next to him, confused. In one motion he put his arm around your shoulders
and pulled you closer to his body. He whispered something.

What?

Are you alright? He said quietly.

What? You werent sure if you heard that right.

Are you ok? Ivan said a little louder.

Not really You said softly, hoping that the answer didnt matter.

Im sorry. He gave you a tighter hug for a second then rubbed your upper arm where
his hand was rested.

You felt like you should ask who this person was.

He was a lot warmer than you had ever imagined. He held you until your stopped shaking
and after, just comforting you. You nuzzled your face in his chest, and then closed your
eyes, taking in his scent and the warm feeling.




Ivan looked down at your face and closed eyes, and after so long realized that you had
fallen asleep. He felt tightness in his chest and a strange fluttering feeling in his stomach.
He let out a content sigh. He wrapped his arms around you fully and leaned back onto the
bed, just liking the feeling of you being so close to him.

He heard the door open, Toris stood in the doorway.

Im sorry, sir, I didnt know you were in here.

Shes sleeping.

Pardon?

Shes sleeping, shh. Ivan dismissed Toris.

Ivan closed his eyes and drifted off into his dreams.















































































ItalyXReaderXRomano


You walked along the road to your friend Felicianos house. You had agreed to stay at his
house afterschool. It wasnt exactly hard to miss. You turned with your bag hoisted over
your shoulder onto the walkway that led to Felis mansion. Lucky. You muttered under
your breath and went to knock on the door.

You knocked once, twice, and right before the third you heard a voice say, Im coming!
The door opened and Feliciano stood in the doorway.

Ve~ _______! He welcomed you in and had you put your stuff down.

Hey Feli. Two quick questions, why werent you at school today and why did you make
me come over?

I had a siesta and I like being with you! He pulled you in for a hug and spun you in a
circle. You laughed and told him to put you down. He refused and carried you over to the
couch, flopping onto it with you landing on top of him. You blushed a little due to the
fact that your school uniform consisted of a blue plaid skirt and a blouse.

You awkwardly removed yourself from him and sat on the couch. Feliciano sat up and
smiled at you, like there was nothing wrong. He got up off the couch.

Ill be right back, I needed to give something to you! Ve~! He ran on the hardwood
flooring, slipping for a moment before running upstairs.

Ok then. You sat on the couch, bemused. And after about five minutes you decided to
find him so you went up the steps. You didnt really know where he went so you just
knocked on the first door you saw. Nobody responded so you turned the knob on the door
handle and entered the room.

It was a bedroom, and you could see someone sleeping in the bed. You went over to the
sleeping figure and nudged them a little. A curl, similar to Felis, stuck out from the side
of their brunette hair.

Hello? You poked their hair, which felt soft. Your hand brushed the curl sticking out. A
hand shot up from under the sheets and latched onto your wrist, making you yelp in
surprise. The man pulled you under the sheets with him and pinned you down under him.

He looked remarkably similar to Feliciano, but the curl was on the wrong side and his
eyes were a shade darker. His eyes were half open and he leaned down to kiss you. Your
first kiss. Taken by a stranger that was taking a nap. He meshed your lips together
passionately until he fully woke up and finally bothered to ask the question, Who are
you?

Lovino! Get off of ________! The man who you presumed was Lovino turned his head
in the direction of the voice.

Fratello, whos the ragazza?

You scrambled from under him and fell off the bed. Feli helped you from the floor and
held you in his arms for a moment.

_____, this is Lovino. Lovino, I believe you met _______.

You just stood and stared at the Italian getting up from the bed and stretching. Scusate.
But it was your fault. He muttered something else under his breath that sounded close to,
idiot.

All you could think was, <i>What the fuck is wrong with these people?!</i>

Lovino rolled his eyes at you. Its not like I raped you. Your eyes widened a little and
you covered you mouth, remembering the stolen first kiss. He raised an eyebrow at you,
and then frowned. Whoops.

What? Feli asked.

I think that was her first kiss.

<i>God damn it. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.</i>

I think Ill go now. You slid out of Felis arms. He looked down at you and apologized
for his fratellos behavior. You ran back downstairs, grabbed your back, and ran out of
the house, not looking back.

------------------

Now look what youve done! Feli yelled at his brother. I leave for how many seconds
and you kiss her!

Wasnt my fault. Lovino had a small blush on his cheeks, realizing what he did now.
Idiota.

At least say sorry tomorrow! Dont you have some classes with her?

I guess. Lovino lay back down onto his bed and tried to go back to sleep.

-------------

When you had come home however, you couldnt sleep at all. Your heart was pounding
in your chest and your stomach felt weird. You just went on your laptop and tried to
forget what happened until you fell asleep on your bed.

The next morning you took a shower, got dressed, and began your walk to school. On
your way was Antonios house so he joined you the moment he saw you.

Hola mi amiga! He carried his bad over his shoulder like you did and smiled. You
look tired. Long night?

Not really.

Then whats wrong?

You explained your story of what happened yesterday and abrupt disappearance from the
Vargas estate.

I see. So did you like the kiss?

You blushed and practically yelled, NO! The Spaniard smirked.

You did.

I didnt!

Arriving at the school, he joined his other friends and the bad touch trio were together
again. You headed over to your first period class, and in the hall way you heard the trios
laughter and assumed that Toni told them. You had art for your first period class, which
was awesome because that meant that you didnt have to do anything. You could
probably take a nap and nobody would care.

Today, youre seats were being changed for the sake of a project that was being done
with a partner. And you waited for your name to be called.

______ and Lovino.

WHAT?! Everyone looked at you and Lovino because apparently you both screamed
that.

Is there a problem? Your teacher raised an eyebrow
























Why?!

Fratello

Why did you get everything?!

Shut up!

Lovino closed his mouth, taking in the shock of brother yelling at him.

Feli?

Why do you think that I had it better? Huh? Tell me! Feliciano was yelling with the
same amount of volume as there was pain in his chest. Ive been thrown around my
entire life and had my heart broken by seeing the ones I love suffer and die!

Lovino winced. Im sorry.

No youre not! Felicianos voice shook. No youre not Otherwise, you wouldnt
love her as much as I do.



























Love? There is no love here!

Then leave! Never come back! You replied with storming out and slamming the door
shut as hard as you could behind you.

Ivan took in a shuddering breath.




























I dont care what you say, we are celebrating Christmas this year my way! Its going to
be a froehliche Weihnachten!

Its merry Christmas!

Froehliche Weihnachten!

Merry Christmas!

Froehliche Weihnachten!

Fine. Well have it your way. But knowing you, somethings going to go wrong.

You huffed and crossed your arms over your chest. You turned away, hearing the
excitement from him. The only reason that you complied with your friend Gil, is so that
he could be happy. You had a small crush on him.










He smiled at you. You werent sure if his cheeks were red from blushing or if it was from
the cold. He leaned in closer, but stopped. You had reached up and placed a finger on his
lips.

I said in my tradition. And as I recall were celebrating Christmas your way. He
frowned