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[Fanfiction] Pain
Study Hall bores me.
Title: Pain
Author: Ryuuto
Series: Hetalia
Characters: America, Russia
Pairings: RussiAmerica, implied USxUK
Rating: K
Warnings: Country names and human names
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything!
Summary: His heart breaks twice. Number 10 in my 100 Themes Challenge.
Alfred stood in that room dumbfounded, frozen, unable to think, let alone feel. His sky blue eyes were trained on Ivan’s amethyst, searching for something, anything but that iciness in the older Nation’s eyes. He felt as though his heart was starting to tear into two again, just like it had in his war for independence. This time, it felt worse because the person who had healed his once-shattered heart was the one breaking it.
“Why? Stalin is only going to hurt you and your people!” he choked out, feeling his eyes prickling. Ivan only gave him a cold stare before turning around, his back no facing the blond American. Alfred felt his knees shaking, wanting so very badly to sink to his knees and let pain and despair wash through him. He refused his heart that luxury.
“It matters not if he hurts us. He is our leader now, Amerika,” Ivan replied icily, his words stabbing Alfred’s already bruised heart. He felt more cracks forming.
“Ivan—“ Alfred stopped what he was going to say and took an involuntary step back. The Russian was shooting him such an angry, spiteful, scornful look that it had taken him by surprise.
“I do not love you, Amerika. Spite and hate is all I feel for you,” the older Nation told him before looking away from the blond’s stricken expression, “We are done here.”
Ivan left the room, the sound of the door closing echoing around, effectively shattering Alfred’s heart as he sank to his knees and allowed the tears to flow.
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russiamerica.
Title: Pain
Author: Ryuuto
Series: Hetalia
Characters: America, Russia
Pairings: RussiAmerica, implied USxUK
Rating: K
Warnings: Country names and human names
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything!
Summary: His heart breaks twice. Number 10 in my 100 Themes Challenge.
Alfred stood in that room dumbfounded, frozen, unable to think, let alone feel. His sky blue eyes were trained on Ivan’s amethyst, searching for something, anything but that iciness in the older Nation’s eyes. He felt as though his heart was starting to tear into two again, just like it had in his war for independence. This time, it felt worse because the person who had healed his once-shattered heart was the one breaking it.
“Why? Stalin is only going to hurt you and your people!” he choked out, feeling his eyes prickling. Ivan only gave him a cold stare before turning around, his back no facing the blond American. Alfred felt his knees shaking, wanting so very badly to sink to his knees and let pain and despair wash through him. He refused his heart that luxury.
“It matters not if he hurts us. He is our leader now, Amerika,” Ivan replied icily, his words stabbing Alfred’s already bruised heart. He felt more cracks forming.
“Ivan—“ Alfred stopped what he was going to say and took an involuntary step back. The Russian was shooting him such an angry, spiteful, scornful look that it had taken him by surprise.
“I do not love you, Amerika. Spite and hate is all I feel for you,” the older Nation told him before looking away from the blond’s stricken expression, “We are done here.”
Ivan left the room, the sound of the door closing echoing around, effectively shattering Alfred’s heart as he sank to his knees and allowed the tears to flow.
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russiamerica.