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You didn't know how long you'd been down there. Chained to this wall, but what you did know was the familiar sound of your stomach growling for food. That, and the sound of your breathing were the only sounds you heard. You held your breath when you heard the basement door open. You did not know who it was but had a pretty good clue. Suddenly you feel someone unlocking the chains. You dropped down onto your knees. "Shh. Be quiet. You don't want him to hear you do you?" A voice said. You shook your head and tried to get a good look at the person who was your savior. "What is your name?" Your voice barely above a whisper. "Toris. That's all you need to know. Now you really need to be quiet. I'm going to try to sneak you out the back door. When I do, you need to run like hell and not look back. Just run as fast as you can." He led you to a door and opened it. You covered your eyes due to the sun shining in them.
Toris pushed you out the door. "Now go." He said with a smile on his face. Yet he never did quite stop shaking. You thanked him and did what he said. You ran. Ran faster then you have ever done before. If only your gym teacher could see you now. Then something made you stop. You did not know what it was or why you did but you had one of those gut feelings. Something was telling you to turn back. Back to the person who held you captive. You turned your head and saw that Ivan had Toris by the collar. He was shaking him rather violently. Probably for helping you escape. Suddenly, he flicked his head in your direction, dropped Toris and started to come near you. You tried to run but were frozen. Almost as if in a trance. With each step the Russian man got closer and closer, until he was standing right in front of you. "So sunflower, I see that you tried to escape." He said caressing your face. "Please don't hurt me. I really do not like it. If you ever want to make friends, well taking someone at their will and chaining them to a wall isn't a good way to start." You said and pulled his hand off of you.
He had a shocked look on his face and his eyes were filled with hurt. He backed up a ways from you, sat down, hugged his knees and buried his face in them. Even though your brain was telling you to run like hell you walked over to him, rubbing his head and trying to comfort him in a way that only you knew how. He looked up at you. Tears welling up in his violet eyes. You took the chance and wiped his tears. "Ivan..." For the first time since you two had met you were the one to kiss him. He kissed back and this time it was with passion. Not with roughness. When you were done you looked into his eyes and saw that they held joy, not the pained eyes that you commonly saw. He wiped the tears from his eyes, stood up and hugged you. "I-I am truly sorry for what I did. It was wrong of me. What you said about needing a friend...you were right. I should never have taken you against your will and chained you to a wall. Please don't leave me. Please." You had to debate everything that had happened. How could you tell if what he said was the actual truth? For all you could know he was planning something horrible. Again, you got that gut feeling and went with it. You stayed with Ivan and it turns out that what he said was without a doubt true. He was a lot nicer towards his servants and always seemed to be in a happy mood. All because of you.
Toris pushed you out the door. "Now go." He said with a smile on his face. Yet he never did quite stop shaking. You thanked him and did what he said. You ran. Ran faster then you have ever done before. If only your gym teacher could see you now. Then something made you stop. You did not know what it was or why you did but you had one of those gut feelings. Something was telling you to turn back. Back to the person who held you captive. You turned your head and saw that Ivan had Toris by the collar. He was shaking him rather violently. Probably for helping you escape. Suddenly, he flicked his head in your direction, dropped Toris and started to come near you. You tried to run but were frozen. Almost as if in a trance. With each step the Russian man got closer and closer, until he was standing right in front of you. "So sunflower, I see that you tried to escape." He said caressing your face. "Please don't hurt me. I really do not like it. If you ever want to make friends, well taking someone at their will and chaining them to a wall isn't a good way to start." You said and pulled his hand off of you.
He had a shocked look on his face and his eyes were filled with hurt. He backed up a ways from you, sat down, hugged his knees and buried his face in them. Even though your brain was telling you to run like hell you walked over to him, rubbing his head and trying to comfort him in a way that only you knew how. He looked up at you. Tears welling up in his violet eyes. You took the chance and wiped his tears. "Ivan..." For the first time since you two had met you were the one to kiss him. He kissed back and this time it was with passion. Not with roughness. When you were done you looked into his eyes and saw that they held joy, not the pained eyes that you commonly saw. He wiped the tears from his eyes, stood up and hugged you. "I-I am truly sorry for what I did. It was wrong of me. What you said about needing a friend...you were right. I should never have taken you against your will and chained you to a wall. Please don't leave me. Please." You had to debate everything that had happened. How could you tell if what he said was the actual truth? For all you could know he was planning something horrible. Again, you got that gut feeling and went with it. You stayed with Ivan and it turns out that what he said was without a doubt true. He was a lot nicer towards his servants and always seemed to be in a happy mood. All because of you.
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Because a butt-load of people commented saying they wanted the old story to be continued. So here ya go people. This was made possible from help by one of my buddies:
For those that haven't read the first part here it is: [link]
As always I do not own Russia nor the lovely picture.
For those that haven't read the first part here it is: [link]
As always I do not own Russia nor the lovely picture.
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Oh lord. My kol. Tat's nuut goooood. MY BRAIN EXPLODED I CANT TALK RIGHT NAO