Yao had been down lately, and only Ivan seemed to notice. Ivan finally had enough and confronted his friend.

"You've been acting depressed lately, what's wrong?" Ivan asked, a hint of concern in his voice.

"I'm fine, aru." Was the reply he got.

Ivan sighed, "Yao China Wang." He scolded.

Yao smirked a little, "Ivan Russia Braginski." he scolded in a mocking way.

Ivan rolled his eyes a little, "Yao, what's wrong?"

Yao sighed, "China's running out of drinkable water. I might not be around in the next two years according to my countries news."

Ivan stared at him a few moments before picking him up, cradling him like a baby. Yao pouted and tried to push him away.

"Put me down, aru!" Yao whined, getting a headshake from the Russian, who only held Yao closer. Yao sighed and curled up, figuring Ivan was as stubborn as his father.