The Perfect Team

"Shhh Shh I think he's coming." America whispered to Russia as they hid in the hallway from France, who had grown angrier and angrier as the night when on. He had been chasing them for thirty minutes through the narrow streets and they had eventually just ended up back in the hotel, still on the run.


America had gotten cold considering he was only wearing boxers so Russia had wrapped his coat around the younger country and they were crouched behind a table, hiding from France, trying not to laugh.

"Stupid Amérique, always pranking people. When will he grow up?" France mumbled as he stomped down the hallway, frustrated as he couldn't find America. Russia saw America's face darken. America was always being called immature. It obviously upset him. This angered Russia. How dare someone indirectly bully his cru- new friend? Russia pulled a metal pipe out of his jacket and stepped into the hallway, walking towards France.

Russia tapped on the Frenchman's shoulder, allowing him to turn around. Russia smiled sweetly and held up the metal pipe in his hand, saying,

"Become one with Russia, Da?"

France's eyes lit up in fear as he ran down the hallway, away from the intimidating Russian. America laughed from behind the table, but you could hear obvious pain in his voice. Russia turned around and shot him another smile.

"Thanks for sticking up for me bro. No one really does that for me except England." America admitted as a blush crept to his cheeks.

"Why do you call me bro? I am not your brother. I am your friend." Russia asked.

"Friends?" America asked as he held his hand out to shake.

"Friends!" Russia gleefully said back, pulling the American in for a hug. America was shocked at his warm gesture, but melted into the warm embrace of the taller country. He inhaled deeply and his eyes fluttered as the smell of cologne and a faint hint of vodka made its way into his nose. They finally let go of each other and Russia proposed an idea.

"Why don't you come over to my room and we can think of pranks to pull?"

"Isn't it a bit late? All the other countries are back in their hotel rooms." America explained. It was a little after 1am and he was getting a bit sleepy.

"You can sleep over if you want." Russia suggested.

"Really? That'd be super cool dude!" America happily responded. Russia smiled again and they went back to his room. Spain was the only one who didn't have a room in the hotel, considering he was in his own country, but he made sure everyone's room had been customized to match their country. For example, Spain made sure that France's room was covered in roses, Italy had at least six boxes of pasta, and Japan had enough yaoi to last him a lifetime. Russia was no exception. As America and Russia entered Russia's room, America marveled at the sunflowers that were strategically placed everywhere, the vodka bottles in the mini-bar, and the TV showing a video of snow falling with cute Russian music playing in the background.

"Spain really went all out with the rooms this year." America said as he looked around with a smile.

"He's very thoughtful. Sometimes I wonder how he ended up with grumpy Romano." Russia said as he placed his jacket on the hook in the closet. America had never seen him without his jacket so he ogled at the Russian for a moment before saying,

"I think it's cute! Romano isn't as grumpy as you think. You have to get to know him. Spain and him are just too cute for their own good. They're a perfect pairing."

"What constitutes a perfect pairing?" Russia asked, sitting down in front of the fireplace Spain had constructed for him, America joined him and they sat together, facing the warmth of the orange flame.

"Well they're a perfect team, they have personalities that attract each other, they understand each other, et cetera et cetera." America said.

"Hm. Sounds like us." Russia joked as he playfully hit America on the arm. America chuckled but looked away as he started to blush. Why did he have to be so cute?

S/O to me for actually writing a chapter. I hope you guys liked it! I had to inject some Spamano in there because I'm absolute Spamano trash.. Anywayyy I hope you guys enjoyed! Thank you for reading!

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