Vodka Can Be Dangerous

Chapter 4

Meanwhile, China and Latvia were walking through the hallway that led outside, into the cold white snow.

The snow reminded him of Ivan.

"L, Latvia-"

"ESTONIA"

A yell was heard from the room they were walking away from. They rushed to the room from where the bloody scream came from. The sight they saw was horrible. Enough to make the usually happy Latvian cry.

"EDUAAAAARD"

Estonia was unconscious on the floor, a red thick liquid surrounding him. Lithuania was crying on his knees, his face buried in his hands. Poland next to him. Latvia ran to Estonia, he gently brought Eduard's head up to his chest. "Eduard..."

China was not paying attention at the commotion, he was looking at Ivan.

He was holding his pipe stained with blood. With yet another emotionless face, he looked back at China.

As he slowly backed away from the door, Ivan followed him. Soon walking turned to running. The panting continued. Yao ran and ran. He reached a turn, but it was a dead end. He looked for an escape. Over? Under? China was brutally pinned to the wall. That emotionless face on Ivan terrified him. Yao lifted his leg to kick Ivan away, but he stopped him.

"I'm....so sorry Yao."

Two strong arms were wrapped around his thin waist. Still panting, China pressed harder against the wall. His face felt hot with embarrassment. Was Russia.... crying? No, he must be faking. There was no way Russia, a literal murderer, was crying. When the Russian finished his 'crying' he removed his face from the Chinese's chest. Only to be met by an odd expression on China's face.

His eyebrows were furrowed, his cheeks red, and his mouth slightly open. He looked strangely.... What was the word? Aroused.

Ivan looked at his hand placement. A hand on Yao's thigh, and the other around his waist. He realized Yao took the 'situation' a completely different way.

His mind went blank. Did Yao really think that was going to happen?

"I... I wasn't going.... To..." At this point, Ivan couldn't even speak. 

"Step away from China, Russian Hentai" A voice from behind Ivan said. It was Japan with his Katana aimed at him.

"K, Kiku-"

Ivan embraced them one last time. Then gave Yao a sad look with his purple eyes. The purple eyes that once cheered Yao up by just glancing at them. Russia left without any violent approach to Japan. Once Kiku knew for sure they were safe, he lowered his Katana. "Are you alright-"

China was unable to stand. His legs wobbled and then bent as he fell. Japan quickly catched him, bringing them close. "I knew something was wrong since the beginning of the meeting," said Kiku, placing a strand of Yao's hair behind his ear. 

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