Prepare for some awkward, frustrated, spiteful, and blushy Amelia~

As well as some blushy, teasing, and timid Ivan~

This one's gonna be good~!

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Amelia was released from the hospital and made her way to the hotel everybody was staying in, she felt awful that they had to pay for it out of their own pockets. She planned to reimburse them later, but right now she needed to take charge of where the meeting should continue. Conferences normally took place in cities, so, she settled herself.

She would fly all the nations to New York City and set them up in a classy hotel.

As she called everyone to the lobby, many asked her about what had happened. She simply told them all to sit down, waiting for everyone to get comfortable. Germany seemed a bit skittish, crossing his leg over his vital regions. Having seen how Amelia conducts herself and gives orders, he grew aroused. He loved himself a powerful lady just as much as he loved an obedient man.

"Amelia, vhat is all zis about?"

"Glad you asked, Ludwig. To be brief for all of those who don't know yet, I am America. I was going to reveal myself at the meetings, but we all saw how that turned out. Anyway, I've decided to continue this conference in New York City. I have already booked the entire hotel, meaning we have the entire place to ourselves. I will be residing at my apartment there and have already made arrangements for my landline as well as my business line to be in all occupied rooms. So, pack your things up! We head to my personal airbase in an hour!"

She clapped her hands and everybody moved like lightning. Germany was especially quick in his movements, authoritative women were definitely a weakness for him, kinky bastard.

As many people went to pack, Japan came up to her. She smiled at him, making him blush darkly and shove a wrapped box into her chest.

"It is a gift for being such a good host, you have rearry been kind to us. I wish I courd thank you more," Kiku looked away, his cheeks still burning. Amelia gently unwrapped the gift, causing Kiku to glance at her.

She even unwraps gifts rike an angerl! How courd someone be so perfect!

As Amelia took out the present, she squealed excitedly.

"I've been meaning to play the newest Auroran Knights game! But it hasn't been dubbed yet!"

"Werr, it has been dubbed. It just hasn't been rereased to the pubric yet," Amelia, blinded by excitement, hugged him.

"Arigato, Kiku-san! Anata wa saikōdesu!"
(Thank you, Kiku-san! You are the best!)

"No worries, Amelia-chan," Japan solemnly stated.

Amelia skipped off happily, making Japan's eyes widen. He looked at her body, then to his body, smiling. He walked off happily, not really bothered by her physical contact.

Once everybody had finished packing, they all regathered in the lobby. Amelia and Ivan were chatting in front of the group, making Kiku a bit jealous. It wasn't so often he would catch feelings for someone, so he really wanted to make Amelia his.

Poor thing, if only he knew how crushed he would get.

"Ok, everybody!" Amelia shouted, silencing everybody, "let's move out! Ten to a van!"

The drive to the personal airbase was long, especially given that both Kiku and Ivan wanted to drive shotgun with Amelia. It was eventually settled that Kiku could ride shotgun for the car rides, while Ivan was to be the copilot on their flight. Both seemed happy with the compromise, but Ivan and Kiku still were giving off a dangerous aura the entire drive.

Finally, they arrived at the airbase. Many planes were there, but an Airbus A380 was the one they would take.

(Just to note, I looked up images of this shit, and only fucking crap their first class is the most fucking amazing shit I ever saw. Like, look them up. I'd definitely fly on one if given the chance)

As everybody settled on the plane, Amelia was able to breathe a sigh of relief. They hadn't run into any trouble yet, which she was thankful for. She had a feeling in her gut that something was going to happen soon, it made her question if what she was doing was right or not.

But, as Ivan strapped into his seat next to her, she felt all stress leave her body. Just looking at Ivan's sweet face, strong arms, and toned body made her feel safe. She felt even safer when in his embrace, not that she would ever openly admit it.

She began to get the plane ready, turning on the seatbelt light and announcing the normal safety procedures. The take-off went smoothly and soon the nations of the world were up in the sky. Amelia felt her heart race at seeing Ivan in a pilot uniform, they were alone in the cabin and nobody would disturb them unless they either called or if it was mealtime. Amelia couldn't help but grip the steering wheel tighter, her palms beginning to sweat.

I wonder if what they say about Russian dicks is true? NO! Holy fucking shit am I, the United Fucking States of Fucking America, actually fucking panicking over this shit?!

Ivan looked at her and gave a tiny smile, his eyes closing and his hair flopping. Amelia squeezed the wheel even tighter as she felt her face heat up.

"Amelia, you are ok, da? You look frazzled," Amelia jolted a bit.

Shut up with your hot ass accent and cute ass face!

Her mind screamed.

"I'm cool," she replied with a wavering voice. Ivan chuckled at her nervousness and put his hand on his chin, looking at her.

"Are you sure?"

OH, MY FUCKING FREEDOM THIS LITTLE SHIT NEEDS TO STOP!!!

"Yeah, totally fine," Amelia attempted to laugh, but it came out as a breathy chortle. Ivan laughed at her and unbuckled.

"I need to use the restroom, I'll be back in a minute," Ivan left the cockpit and Amelia sat there. She groaned and hit her head on the wheel, her screams muffled by the dashboard and her hair.

"Why the everloving fuck does he feel the need to do this to me?" she cried as she took a few deep breaths, "cocky little fuck knows damn well what's he doing, too. That shit-eating grin is enough proof," Amelia sat up and shimmied her shoulders, trying to relieve herself of tension. She wiped her palms on her pants and placed them back on the wheel just in time for Russia to come back.

"Did you have a nice time alone?" Ivan teased.

"Ivan, I swear to all that is mighty in this world, I will end your bloodline,"

"I have no children in which my bloodline continues, your journey would be fruitless,"

This fucking, cocky ass shit!

Amelia chuckled weakly as the two remained silent for a while. Amelia felt her heart pound so much that it felt painful as if her heart was trying to escape her body and burst from her breast. After an hour into the flight, the two were served their meals. Ivan received a bowl of pasta with red sauce, some bread, and a nice glass of water. Amelia got a plate with a long, spicy sausage on a roll with some mayo and tomato slices, a tall glass of milk at the side.

Amelia turned on autopilot and glanced at Ivan. She smirked when she realized he was still preparing to eat his food. So, being the annoyed and romantically panicked child she is, took the roll in one hand.

She opened her mouth wide and took the entire sausage in her mouth, not even chewing as she swallowed it. She then picked up her giant ass glass of milk and gulped it down, leaving her tray empty. A tiny smidge of mayo was at the corner of her mouth, so she licked it off and fixed her hair.

Ivan saw the entire ordeal, and suddenly, he needed to use the bathroom again.

"Eat your food, before it gets cold. The flight still has another three hours and there isn't a snack break," Ivan felt his entire body shiver at her commanding tone. He gobbled his entire meal quickly before running to the bathroom again.

Before everyone concludes what he was doing, I'm telling you that NO he did NOT masturbate! He simply had to steady his nerves because Amelia was being a sexy and spiteful bitch. It truly is a curse to be smoking hot AND fucking strong.

Ivan took ten minutes in the bathroom just to steady his breathing, he felt his entire body quiver and twitch. He wanted so bad just to be alone in the comfort of his own bathroom. He NEVER publicly masturbated, even in hotel bathrooms. He was not going to break his respectful manners towards public properties just because Amelia swallowed a whole damn sausage, gulped down a huge load of milk, and licked a white substance from her lips.

Ivan took a few more minutes to find his composure, going back to the cockpit and belting up again. The silence was actually suffocating and both Ivan and Amelia felt the tension. So, gruffly moving her hands from the wheel, Amelia fixed her hair.

"Listen, this is getting both physically and emotionally exhausting!" she glanced away.

"You don't need to tell me twice! I saw what you did!" Ivan's cheeks were burning up.

"Well, you teased first!"

"Da! But, mine was playful! Not sexual!"

Amelia was silenced by that and looked straight back to the sky. Sighing heavily and looking at Ivan, tadding her fingers on the wheel.

"Ok, fair point. I'm sorry I did that to you, but I'm just so confused," Ivan nodded for her to continue. Amelia but her button lip, feeling her nose and brows twitch, "listen, I really fucking care about you. You are such a cool guy and no matter what I do, it's hard for me to focus on my current task. So, I wanted to ask you out on a date,"

Ivan's eyes widened.

"A date?"

"Yes, when we get to New York City, dress in some casual clothes. I'll pick you up from the hotel and I'll take you to my personal secret of Central Park, ok? We can do a nice picnic and just relax for a bit, not having to worry about anyone or anything,"

Ivan was, once again, silent for a moment. He was contemplating the invitation as if to just spite her. Amelia bit her lips, feeling more dread pool into her gut.

"Da, I would love to go on a date with you," Ivan spoke softly with a kind smile on his face. Amelia felt her entire body relax and she giggled.

"Perfect, remember casual clothes. It's just a picnic,"

The rest of the flight went swimmingly and no further interruptions held the two back. Upon landing in New York City, the nations made their way to their hotel. It was lovely, with antique architecture and lots of character. The place was just big enough to house all the nations, which made it perfect seeing as no humans would be able to check-in.

Ivan went right to his room and dressed in a light white shirt with a violet button-up sweater, tucking them into a pair of dark jeans and slipping on a pair of white sneakers. He gently placed his scarf around his neck, adjusting it accordingly and coming back down.

Amelia was waiting for him, dressed in a casual outfit as well. She wore sunflowers on her top, making Ivan's face flush.

"Amelia, that is a nice top," Amelia looked down and smiled.

"Well, this is our first real date, so I wanted you to be comfortable. Since sunflowers make you happy, I thought I'd be good to wear them so this way you feel safer,"

Ivan smiled tenderly at her and chuckled.

Even in the smallest details, she thinks about me. My dear angel~

"How kind of you to always think of me," the two laughed and Amelia gently took Ivan's hand, leading him from the hotel.

A man with dark sunglasses scoffed and turned his body, pulling out a burner phone to make a phone call.

As Amelia and Ivan walked through New York City, many passing men glanced sideways at her. Ivan took notice of the way these other men eyed HIS Amelia, it didn't sit well with him. A few wolf whistles were heard, a lot of snarky remarks and even a man came up to them to ask her out. Ivan felt every ounce of his blood boil, giving every man a stare so chilling that their blood would freeze.

As soon as Amelia and Ivan arrived in the park, she took them behind a hidden bush. A dirt pathway and rose bushes surrounded them, making them invisible to everyone on the outer paths. Amelia kindly dragged Ivan down the dirt path, the taller man gawking at the beauty of the pathway. Roses surrounded them from every angle.

"Do you like the roses? I planted them myself, ya know. This pathway allows me to sneak around the park without anybody knowing. I've heard quite some scandalous talk by sneaking around this path," Amelia chuckled, "this one time, I overheard a man tell his pregnant wife that he had an affair with their maid AND their butler, she went crazy. Another time, a little boy and his father were riding their rollerblades down the cement path and the father caught a twig in his wheels. The dude totally broke his nose and knocked out a few teeth, but the son was laughing his ass off,"

Ivan couldn't help but smile upon looking at her. His cheeks were actually beginning to hurt from smiling so much. The nerves seemed to have quelled since the plane ride, meaning both of them were just focused on having fun. When they finally walked into an opening, there was a beautiful gazebo with no chairs and a blanket inside it. Plates of food were splayed out and an ice-filled bucket seemed to have a bottle of wine.

"Amelia, this is beautiful,"

"I'm happy you like it! Now, let's get settled and feed our tummies!"

Amelia and Ivan sat down on two cushions, as Amelia began to prepare Ivan's food. She went to the basket and pulled out a bowl, opening the large pot that laid in the middle of the spread. Ivan's nose twitched and he immediately recognized the smell.

It was Solyanka, a traditional Russian soup.

"Did you prepare Russian food, for me?" Amelia nodded.

"Although, I had run out of olives. So, I used some seeded pepperoncini to replace the vinegary olives, also adds an extra kick," Amelia winked as she handed him a bowl. She also got herself a bowl, "I also used lamb instead of pork, if that's ok,"

Ivan looked down at his bowl, sniffing it deeply. His eyes began to fog with unshed tears as he took a scoop with his spoon, a faint moan uttering from his lips.

"Amelia! This is the most amazing Solyanka I have ever had! It is even better than my big sister's!" he took another hefty spoonful into his mouth, "the lamb is so tender, and it is also much sweeter than pork! Those Italian peppers allow for a mild spice while still savoring the vinegar taste!"

"Hey, big guy! Don't get full yet! I still have some beef Pelmeni and mushroom Pirozhki! And for dessert, cinnamon honey Medovik!"

 Ivan felt more tears stream down his cheeks as he continued to eat. Amelia's considerate nature is what made her create dishes from his home! He was eating Amelia's versions of his food! He ate every bite he could, occasionally sipping on the nice wine she had brought. The two ate everything she had made and drank every sip of wine.

Now, after they cleaned up, were just relaxing in the soft breeze. Amelia was leaning against his strong chest and Ivan's arm was gently cradling her hip. He felt himself swell with pride at the thought of Amelia loving him.

Amelia, the most beautiful country, hell the most beautiful woman, he had ever seen was in love with him! HIM!

As he stared down at her, he couldn't help but imagine their future. A wedding bigger than any event in the world, buying a mansion together to raise their family, her belly swelled with his children that he implanted in her, the cozy nights where he'd swaddle her in a blanket and sip hot cocoa, all the fatherly shenanigans he would get into as he played with their children.

Every hug, every kiss, every touch.

He could picture it all right now, he could see his entire life with Amelia. He knew, right then and there, that he wished for no one else but her.

"It's crazy, isn't it?" Ivan's thoughts stopped as Amelia began to speak, "both of us, just sitting here, relaxing in each other's embrace. It's hard to imagine that at one point in history, we would have been enemies. But, being here with you now, I wouldn't wish to change a single thing,"

Ivan held her hand with his free one, still clutching her hip with his other.

"Da, I wish this moment would never end. You are so perfect, Amelia," she chuckled at that, shaking her head.

"Nah, I'm average,"

"Nyet, you are more than anything I could ever wish for," he hugged her tighter, making sure she knew he meant his claim. Amelia felt the warmth of the taller surround her, her smile began to waver as she remembered all the times warmth had left her.

"It's so nice to feel the warmth from someone who I know won't leave,"  Ivan looked at her worriedly, seeing tears fall down her cheeks.

"Why do you cry, sunflower?" he asked softly.

"Every time I have ever loved someone, they died. I never knew of other immortals like me. Everyone in my life has always either been alien or human, never immortal. I'm not used to having people around me, aside from my children, who never age and are always there. That's why I'm jealous of all of you, you had what I was never given. I would never push my emotional baggage onto my kids, so for centuries I just bottled it up,"

"That is not healthy, sunflower," he frowned.

"I know, but who else could I tell? This type of comfort is so foreign, the knowledge that you will last just as long as me. That you have seen and suffered like I have, and yet are willing to embrace me and show me, love, it's so new,"

Ivan gently picked up Amelia's chin, his eyes soft with eternal love.

"I will never leave you, my dearest sunflower, no matter what," as Ivan leaned in further, Amelia felt her eyes close.

This is it, I'm finally going to kiss him!

SNAP

The sound of a camera going off instantly stopped the two from continuing their loving gesture. The two looked around feverishly, but couldn't find the source of the sound. On edge, Amelia gathered the basket onto her arm and began to tug Ivan out of the gazebo. As they made their way down the path, Amelia began squeezing Ivan's hand. It was subtle to the eye, but Ivan knew what she was doing.

She was giving him a message in RUSSIAN morse code, which he was thoroughly impressed by. He would reply, just as subtly, as to not tip anyone off. As the two made it back to the main walkway, they kept their eyes peeled for anyone suspicious. Amelia continued to walk Ivan back to the hotel, making sure her senses were at their peak.

As Amelia left Ivan, he gave her a slight peck on the head.

"Make sure to text me when you arrive home," he reminded her as he caressed her cheek.

SNAP

Another photo had been taken, making both Amelia and Ivan look towards the sound.

Nothing

On edge, Amelia gave Ivan one final look before running off. Ivan looked to her worriedly and then back to where he heard the snapping sound. His teeth ground roughly against one another, finding it frustrating he couldn't pinpoint the sound or its maker.

But, he found his composure. Ivan knew what he had to do. So, with a heavy weight on his chest, he made his way to Germany's room.

As Amelia walked home, she felt as though she was being followed. She walked faster, and faster, and faster. The footsteps of her followers grew louder as they kept up with her pace. Amelia finally decided to run, since her smaller apartment was close.

As she got to the steps, she noticed a man in a cloak walking down the sidewalk. She quickly opened her door and slammed it behind her, locking up her entire house. After doing a round of checks, she got her phone and began to text Ivan.

But, Amelia suddenly felt a wave of dizziness overcome her. Her nose twitched and she realized someone was gassing her apartment. She put her sweater over her nose and tried to finish the text, but she didn't.

Her vision blurred as she coughed, falling to her knees and dropping her phone. Black figures began to surround her and faded voices echoed in her head. She tried to reach for her phone, but it was kicked away by one of the figures roughly.

She didn't have the strength to look up, her mind going blank as her world went black.

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Who's ready for big drama to start?! If you all thought the gala bad, strap in and get ready~

The twists and turns ahead are going to shake it up, and I look forward to seeing the reactions in the next chapter~

I love you all, my totally awesome starlings!

Kimiko Lee

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