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Ivan and Kiku

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                                                                       Kiku and Ivan

   I had grown up knowing nothing but isolation.  It was my own choice.  I had separated  myself from the rest of the world for as long as I could remember.  Then one day America had come, asking to trade in my lands.  He came back months later, I signed the contract.  My moment of aloneness was over since then.
"You should make friends with Russia."
I look up from my work, startled.
"W-What..?"  I ask, hoping I hadn't heard right.  Russia was horrible.  The last thing I wanted to do is make a alliance with him.
"If you were to, you'd gain more power.  Russia's a desirable country to make peace with." my advisor repeats.  I close my eyes.
"B-But.. we don't have very good history with each other.  He'd try to destroy me if I came near him." I say, opening my eyes just enough.  My advisor just waves my words off, continuing with his.
"You can be very persuasive.  You'll be on good terms in no time at all." he reassures.  But I still don't want to go anywhere near Ivan--Russia.
"But--" I start.
"I've already arranged a meeting for the two of you tomorrow." my advisor interrupts, getting up and leaving me alone.  I sigh, wishing I could go back to my time of isolation.

                                                                       ---

     I look into the mirror one last time, tugging my hair and at my clothes.  I feel extremely nervous about the meeting with me and Ivan.  What's worse, it's going to be just me and Ivan.  I breathe in, my breath shaky.  I turn around just as I hear my door slide open.
"Kiku, it's time to go to the meeting." my advisor says, sliding the door shut.  I nod, encouraging myself that I'll be alright.  

        "Ah, we've been e-expecting you J-Japan.." a short, terrified young boy says, taking a quick bow.  I bow back.  
"C-Come with me.." he says, reaching out his hand.  I gulp as I follow him down a hallway.  Had Russia been the one to make this servant become so afraid..?  
"R-Right here.. Russia's waiting for you.." he says, bowing again.
"T-Thank you very much." I say, getting more nervous.  I bow back, as he opens the door for me.  I nod in a 'thank you' gesture as I went inside.
"Preevyet~"
I jump at the familiar sound of Ivan's voice.  I see him putting down his book and walking my way.  I bow quickly then stand upright.  He smiles.
"You're Japan--Kiku--, da?" he asks, tilting his head innocently.  I nod.  He smiles and makes a 'hah' sound, gesturing towards a huge leather chair.
"Sit."
I do so.  He sits in front of me, stretching his arms on either side of his sofa.  
"So our advisors want us to be friends, da?" he asks.  I nod again.  He chuckles.  "You may speak, you know." he says.  
"A-Ah.. yes." I let out.  He looks at me, stares at me.  I fidget in my seat, feeling uncomfortable.  
"You would like to be my friend..?" he asks.  I stop moving in my chair, looking back to him.  
"Yes." I say, nodding.  Ivan smiles, and leans forward, grabbing the sofa's edge.
"This makes me happy." he says, smiling bigger.  I almost smile myself, almost forgetting how intimidated I feel.  I nod, folding my hands.  
"How can I trust you though..?" Ivan says, still smiling.  I look back at him, gulping.
"W-well.. I don't desire starting another war with you, and I can imagine the same about you.  I think it would be wise to p-put aside our differences and make peace." I say, proud that I could sound calm enough.  I look to the door, waiting for a answer, then back at him hesitantly.  
"You're not afraid?" Ivan asks, his facial expression not changing.  I try and comfort myself by rubbing my hand lightly.
"N-no, why do you ask?" I say.
"Because most people are too scared to make friends with me." He answers, his voice a little less menacing.  I frown, starting to understand what it's like for him.  He doesn't have that many allies, and the ones who are are still scared of him.  It never occurred to me how Ivan would feel, being treated like a monster.
"Oh, I'm sorry.  I'm sure you're a very nice and caring person, and others would agree if they got to know you.  Of course, I don't know you very well yet." I say, tilting my head to the side and smiling a bit.  I widen my eyes when I see Ivan's new expression.  Surprise, and something I can't tell.  "A-ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you!" I bow my head in apology.  I wince as I hear Ivan get up, leaning over the coffee table and over me.  I almost cry out as I feel his touch on my head.  
Nothing happens.  I open my eyes, and I feel him pat my head.
"Ah--" I let out in total surprise.  Ivan takes his hand away and puts it to his chest.
"A-Ah, sorry." he apologies, his face red the slightest bit.  I almost smile again, Ivan looks so adorable when he's all flustered.  I shake my head.
"It's okay, I was just surprised."
Ivan looks down at me with wide, curious eyes.
"So you want to be.. friends, da..?" he asks.  
I smile at this and put a hand to my mouth, laughing softly.
"Yes."
Ivan continues to look down, looking slightly confused.  He then looks to his hand which he had touched me, and flexed it a little.  He smiles warmly, and nods.
"Okay." he says softly.
I hesitate a little, then reach my hand for him to shake. 'There's no need to be afraid of him' I think.  Ivan smiles more and reaches his hand, grabbing mine, kissing it softly.  I widen my eyes, startled.  I feel my cheeks get warmer too.  He lets go of my hand gently and smiles.  I decide not to say anything of it, because I'm still cautious of him.  After all, he was terrifying in battle.

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     "How did it go?" my advisor asks.  I smile.
"It went well." I reply.  He laughs and slaps my back.  I wince at the slight pain and turn to him.
"I told you it would!  That's our Japan!" he praises.  
"We planned to have lunch together tomorrow." I say, smiling.  
"Oh? Where?" he asks.
"Here." I reply.
"Well then, I'm not coming tomorrow then.  Anyways, I have to go." he says, laughing.  I frown.
"Bye."

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                                                The Next Day

       I jump as I hear a knock on the door.  'It's Ivan' I think, gulping.  I shake my head, reminding myself not to be afraid.  I go to the door, sliding it open.  
"Preevyet~" Ivan smiles, handing out a sunflower towards me.  I look at the flower, surprised.
"For me..?" I ask, looking at Ivan.  He nods.
"Da."
I smile and take it.  "Thank you very much!" I say, bowing.  
"Come in.." I back away, letting him in.  He slowly comes in, ducking so he doesn't hit his head on the door.  I go and put the sunflower in a large flower pot thats in the corner of the room.  I turn back to my guest and smile.  
"Would you like to eat lunch outside?  The sakura trees are beautiful this season." I ask, pointing to the front door.  Ivan nods.

      "It's beautiful." Ivan says, looking at the trees.  
"Yes they are." I agree, smiling.  I put the blanket on the ground, along with the food.  

      After eating, Ivan sprawls out on the blanket, letting the sakura petals fall on him.
"Japans beautiful." he says.  I feel my cheeks burn.  'He just means my land, not me.' I think, looking away.  Ivan turns toward me and laughs.
"You're red."
"N-no I'm not." I say stubbornly, covering my face, trying to wipe the blush off.  Ivan laughs again then smiles.  
"It's nice having a friend who isn't afraid of you." he says, looking up at the sky.  Taking my hand off my face, I nod.
"Y-Yeah.."
Ivan continues to watch the sakura petals fall as I watch him.  I look to my lap then back at him.
"Would you like to spend the night?  I know it's a long ways back home." I suggest.  Ivan turns his head to me and smiles big.
"Da."
I smile back and get up, brushing the petals off my clothes.  

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      "Is it big enough?" I ask, looking at the mat I just laid out of Ivan.  Ivan sat beside it, his feet easily reaching over the end.  I put a finger to my lip.  "I'll put another one down."

     After putting the bedding on, I look at Ivan.
"I'm going to make us some tea, alright?" I ask, pointing to the kitchen.  Ivan nods.
"Da."

     I come back into the living room, where Ivan is.  He's lying on the mat.  I walk over to him, placing the teacups on the floor gently beside him.  I kneel, to see if he's sleeping.
"Ivan?  Are you asleep?" I ask.  His eyes are closed, and his breathing is heavy.  I smile to myself, 'he looks adorable when he's sleeping.'
I take the blanket at his feet and spread it over him.  But I continue to sit there, staring at the sleeping Russian. Then suddenly, he grabs my wrist, pulling my down on to him.
"A-Ah!--" I yell, startled.  I try to get up, but he puts his arms around my waist.  I look at his face.  His eyes are still closed. 'Is he still sleeping!?' I think, squirming to get away.
"Vod...ka.." he says, smiling and nuzzling at my face.  I feel my cheeks burn. 'He's so close! What should I do!?' I think, freaking out.
"A-Ah.." I begin, trying to think of something.
"I-Ivan.. It's me.. B-Belarus!  Become o-one with me, Brother Russia!" I say, trying keep my voice calm.  I see Ivan make a weird face, and he lets go.  I scramble to my feet. 'I can't believe I just said that..' I think, I put my hand up to my face in embarrassment.  Finally, I look at the clock.  'I better get to bed myself..' I think, glancing back at Ivan.   I carefully lean down, taking the teacups and setting them on my coffee table.  I go to my bedroom, getting ready for bed.

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                                             The Next Day                                                
      "Good morning." I say, coming into the living room to find a Ivan rubbing at his eyes and yawning.
"Good morning." he replies, smiling at my presence.  I smile and sit down next to his mat.
"Did you have good sleep last night?" Ivan asks.  I blush a bit, remembering the incident with him last night.
"Yes, I did.  Did you?" I ask, shaking it off.  Ivan nods.
"Da.  But I had a strange dream last night.  My vodka bottle turned into my sister, Belarus..." Ivan says his voice trailing off when he mentions his sister.  I frown, feeling responsible.
"Ah." Is all I say.  
Ivan is silent, so am I.  "Well.. what would you like to do today?" I ask, looking at him.  Ivan smiles.
"You want to spend the day with me?" he asks.
"W-well, sure.  Don't you..?"
"Da!" he says, excited.  He throws his arms around me, making me fall over.
"A-Ah!--" I say, surprised.  Ivan just laughs and gets off of me.
"Sorry, I didn't know you were going to fall over." he says, smiling.  I feel my face get warmer.
"W-Well, I didn't know you were going to hug me."
"Kolkolkol.." he says, laughing I guess.  He smirks and brushes his thumb against my cheek.  "Your face is red."
I turn my face away.
"No it isn't.." I mumble.  Why does he tease me like this..?  Why does it effect me..?
"S-So.. what did you want to do today?" I ask again, looking back at him with hesitation.
Ivan stares at me.
"Hmm." he says.  
"Would you like to go into the hotspring?" I ask, pointing to the back door.  Ivan smiles.
"Da!" he says, scrambling to his feet.  
"You won't mind if I went in with you..?" I ask.  Ivan shakes his head.  
"Okay then." I say, getting up.

             Ivan seemed like he was in love with the hotspring the very moment he got in.
"It's s warm!" he says, sinking in as far as he can go.  I put a hand to my mouth, giggling.
"Of course it is." I say, smiling.
"It's always so cold where I live.. it's really lovely here." Ivan sighs, closing his eyes.  I'm silent as I watch him.  
"Someday.. I'd like to spend all day sitting.. in a sunflower field.  With no worries about anything.  Just.. feel the sun on my face.. and the breeze in my hair." he says, sounding as if he's almost humming.  I look up at the sakura petals falling from the trees.
"That's a beautiful dream."
Ivan smiles and looks at me.
"Da?"
I nod.  
"Do you have a dream, Nihon?" he asks.  I look at him, startled a bit.  
"I used to want to widen my knowledge in the Western culture.. but now that you mention it, it's not really a 'dream' I have." I answer, looking down.  A dream.. should I have decided on one by now?  Doesn't everyone have a dream of how they'd like to be or what they'd like to do?
"You don't really need to have one I guess.  Maybe it just means you're content with how things are." Ivan says, almost as if reading my thoughts.
"But.. I don't want to be 'content'.  I want my life to be something more then just contentedness." I say, frowning a bit.  I can feel Ivan looking at me.  There was another silence for a few minutes.  A dream.. what's my dream?  Well, I'd.. like to be more social.. I'd like.. to be better friends with Ivan.  I smile and look to Ivan.
"Da?" he asks.
"I'd.. like to be.. closer to you." I say, my face red a bit.  Ivan blinks, and scoots closer to me.  He wraps a arm around my shoulder, pulling me to his side.
"A-Ah!" I feel my face burn, feeling him so close.
"You said you wanted to be closer, da?" he asks, looking a bit confused.  I look up at him, I can't help but smile.
"Yes.. it means I want to be better friends with you." I say, and to my amazement, Ivan's face is red.
"I-Ivan??" I ask, my eyes widening.  Ivan smiles nervously.
"Haha, I'm fine." he says, waving his hand.
Silence.
"I.. would like to be closer to.. Nihon too.." he whispers shyly.  I look away, knowing my face is more embarrassed than his.  Why does being this close to him make me act this way?  How come I feel like this when he just says something as little as that?  
    Ivan takes his hand, bringing it up to my chin.  He turns it, so we're looking into each other's eyes.
"I-Ivan..?" I ask.  What's he doing..?
But he just stares at me, as if he's not aware of what he's doing.  He just stares.  
I try to figure out what he's thinking, but I can't read his expression.  I wonder if he can read mine.  I turn my head away, I can't face him anymore, my cheeks are heating too much.  "W-We should get out soon.  So we don't faint.." I say, looking at the steam coming out of the water.  Still, I can feel him staring.  
"Da." he says finally.  I peek at him, nodding.
           
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                                              In The Afternoon

       "This is good~" Ivan says, smiling.
"It's onigiri, rice balls." I say, smiling back.  
"You're a good cook, Nihon."
I turn away, feeling my face redden again. How does he do this..?
"Arigatō" I say tilting my head.  I notice Ivan, he's staring at me again.
"Ivan..?" I ask.  Ivan blinks.
"Da?" he asks, blushing a bit.
I smile.
"Nothing."
    There was a knock on the door.  I look to the door, and slowly get up.
"Japan!" America yells, jumping on me as soon as I open the door.
"G-Get off of me!" I yelp, regaining my balance.  America laughs and does so.
"What are you doing here?" I ask.
"Oh, I wanted to invite you--" he stops, and notices Ivan.
"A-Ah.. Ivan.." he says, smiling and waving awkwardly.  Ivan waves back.
"Konnichiwa" he says.
I frown at America.
"Yes..?"
America looks back at me.
"Oh.. I just wanted to invite you and Russia to my totally awesome Valentine's Party!" he says, out stretching his arms.
"No thanks" I say immediately.
"Sure." Ivan says simultaneously.  I look at him.
"A-Ah.. I mean, sure.."
America smiles.  "Sweet!  I have a really tight cake too!"
I wince.  America's cakes always have strange colors to them.
"May I ask.. what color is it..?" I ask.
"Hot pink!  It is a Valentine's Day Party after all!" he says.
"I'll go.. if I don't have to have any cake." I say, shaking away the thought of a hot-pink cake.
"Aw!  You're such a party pooper, Japan!" America pouts.  I turn my head away.
"Why a Valentine's Party?" I ask.  America laughs.
"It's Valentines Day, duh.  And I thought this party would be a good opportunity to get sum lovin~" he winks.  I shiver.  I jump as I feel Ivan grab my shoulders from behind.
"Then he's going to come with me as my Valentine."
I blush.
"W-What are you saying all of the sudden, Ivan?" I ask, embarrassed.  Ivan looks down at me, confused.
"You wanted to be better friends with me, da?" Ivan asks.  I look at America, who's smiling smugly.
"My Japan.  When did this happen..?" he asks.  I frown.
"Wh-What are you implying!?" I ask, frustrated.  America just continues smiling.
"Ivan wants to be your Valentine.  I wonder what led him on.."
"Wh-Nothing!  I did nothing!" I look up to Ivan.
"Ivan! Do something!" I plea.  Ivan looks at me for a moment, then nods.  He gets out a broken off pipe.  America's eyes widen.  I grab the pipe.
"N-No.. I don't mean it like that Ivan." I say, feeling about ready to crawl in a corner.  Ivan just looks concerned and nods.
"Nihon.. doesn't want to be my Valentine..?" he asks, looking disappointed.  I shake my head.
"N-No it's not that.. I.. just didn't mean anything.. romantically.. or anything." I say, my face flushing.  Ivan blushes.
"Ro..mantic..ally?" he asks, putting a hand to cover his face.  
"Aw, went and broke his heart, Japan." America says, frowning in a mocking way.
I turn to him, frowning.  
"I did nothing o-of the sort." I say, then look to Ivan.
"So.. Nihon will be my Valentine?" Ivan asks again. I turn back to him.  Eh?  He still wants me to go as his Valentine?  Does he get the concept of 'Valentine'?
I smile.
"I-I guess.. it couldn't hurt.  Whatever pleases you Ivan." I say.  America pats my back a little too hard.
"Ah!" I yelp.  America laughs.
"Well then, I'll see you two tonight!" he says, saluting, and leaving.  I shut the door, glad that he's gone.  I put a hand up to my face in frustration.
"Are you alright..?" Ivan asks.  I nod.
"Yes."

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                                             In The Evening

         "Welcome, Japan and Russia!  To my totally awesome Valentines Day party!" America says smiling.  Russia and I nod.  America smirks and looks at Ivan.  "So, got yourself a Valentine, do ya?"
Ivan smiles.
"Da."
I feel my face flush for the millionth time.  How can Ivan not get it..?  I look down at my feet.  Though... why did I agree to go as his Valentine?  Why didn't I even try and explain what it is?
    I shake my head.  No, I did try.  Ivan just didn't seem to get my hint.  And.. I wouldn't want to spoil his fun..

    After a few hours of snacking, talking and all that, I tapped on Ivan's shoulder.
"Hm?" he asks, turning to me.
"I'm going for a second." I say.  Ivan nods.

Ivan's POV:



    I watch as Nihon makes his way to the men's room, as someone taps my shoulder.  I turn to see my little sister, Belarus.  I gulp.
"Brother Russia." she says, smiling.  I turn away, about to make a run for it.  "Brother Russia!  I'm not going to make you mine tonight!" she snaps.  I look back at her cautiously.  We stare at each other.  "Do you have a Valentine?"
I nod.
"..Da."
Belarus makes a gurgling sound from the back of her throat.  I back away a few steps.
"How I wish I was your Valentine!  Then finally I'll get to kiss you!"
I blush.
"W-What do you mean?" I ask, confused by the kissing statement.  Belarus smiles deviously.
"May I show you..?"
I shake my head violently.
"No!  Just.. tell me what you meant."  
Belarus laughs.
"It's common sense that if you have a Valentine, you're supposed to kiss them.  It's kind of expected of you."
I feel my face flush more.
"E-Eh?!  I have to kiss..." I look down at my feet.  How could I not known this?  What do I do..?  I can't...kiss Nihon! ...But, I'm the one who asked him to be my Valentine.  I'm.. I'm gonna have to.
"I'm back."
I look up to see Nihon in front of me, smiling.  I frown, feeling my face flush even more, if that's possible.   I can't do it here.  Not in front of all these people.  Nihon tilts his head.
"Is something wrong?" he asks.  I quickly smile, laughing, which sounds a little nervous.
"N-Nothing~" I reassure.  Nihon frowns a little, but it quickly disappears.
"If you say so." he says, smiling.  I feel my heart pound.  'Kiss Kiku..'  I look down at my feet and grab my chest.
"S-Stop it.." I mumble.  Nihon blinks.
"P-Pardon..?" he asks.  I smile at him.
"Not you.. my heart.." I say, slapping my chest.  Nihon gives me a confused look.
"A-Ah.."
"Attention commoners!" America yells.  I look at him, then back at a annoyed looking Nihon.  "It's time for my fabulous cake!"
Nihon grabs my hand, making my face flush a bit.  He leads me out of the room, onto the balcony.

                                               Kiku's POV:

     "Sorry..  I just didn't want to eat that odd-colored cake.  You can go eat some if you want, I wasn't thinking." I apologize.  Ivan shakes his head.
"It's okay.  There were too many people in there too."
I smile.
"Yes.. it's nice to be alone.  It's quieter." I say, leaning against the balcony.  Ivan joins me.  I look over to him, and I notice he has a troubled look on his face.  "Ivan?  Are you alright?" I ask.  Ivan doesn't say anything, but I can see his face turn red.  "Ivan?" I repeat.
No answer.  I give him a concerned look, then look at my feet.
Silence.
"K-Kiku..?"
I look at him, a bit surprised he called me Kiku instead of Nihon.
"Yes?"
Ivan looks down, embarrassed, and scoots closer to me.
"I.. want to be closer to you.."
I feel myself blush.
"Do you.. want to be closer to me?"  he asks.  I look at the space between us, which is hardly any at all.  But then I remember earlier.  When I said I wanted to be a better friend.  Could he mean..?  I feel a tug at my heart.
"Y-Yes.." I say, certain my face is a mess of red.  Ivan gently touches my chin, making me turn my head to him.
"I-Ivan..?" I whisper, looking into Ivan's eyes.  He looks just as nervous as me.  Soon, he's close enough to feel his breathing.  Then I can feel it.  His lips brushing against mine.  He tilts his head, and presses his lips to mine.  Presses his body against mine.  I can feel our hearts pounding.  The feeling is overwhelming, as if I might explode.  Ivan slowly pulls away.  I can feel myself blushing.  My heart pounding.  I'm staring into his eyes, but it feels like my eyes aren't even open.  I feel as if I'm not even awake.
WARNING: Soft Shounen-Ai (BoyxBoy)
Sum writing. I might have to delete this though :c
Note: I didn't draw the lovely picture of Russia and Japan. I found it off of Youtube, and I never got the artist's name :c
It aint finished though |D
If yer lucky I might write the next part.
© 2011 - 2024 catsarepeopletoo
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that gave me chills!your a great writer,i could write ok but yours is just wow and i love this paring,my friends think im crazy for likeing this they like china and russia so that sucks,but yep your awsome d^_^b