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Frozen Flowers Chapter Two

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"...ke....up...ina..."

Ngh. What? Who was muttering. Better question what happened? He remembered coming home, He remembered...he remembered Russia coming over and, them talking and he...



China's eyes shot open suddenly as he tried to shoot forward only to be met with a deep pain in his wrists. He relaxed against what ever he was laying on hissing out in pain looking around frantically only to realize what he would find would only cause an even deeper panic in him. His clothes- missing exposing him to the cold air of the room. His wrists and ankles bound tightly each tied to corner post of the bed he was pinned to. Then there was Russia, sitting at his side along the edge of the bed- lazing back grinning like the cat who found the canary cage wide open- and of all things he had the tenacity to be eating China's dinner.

"Ahh~ you finally woke up, da?" he commented after swallowing what was in his mouth- nodding towards the half finished plate. "Ah this is remarkable my compliments to you."

China just growled low in his throat struggling against his bonds- dammit it was long pieces of fabric but they were double secured with what looked like zip-ties. They were bitting into his wrists a bit from when he jerked, still he tried to ignore the pain. "You untie me right now!" he demanded- far beyond angry about the way this night had gone.

A small pout came across the larger nations lips as he looked down to his food looking like he was trying to decide if he were going to do it or not. "Russia has spent all that time tying you in first place da. He's not about to undo so soon." he giggled though it wasn't that sweet innocent kind he normally facaded- it was dark eerie and full of something that told China he wasn't going to enjoy a bit of the joke that Russia seemed absolutely in stitches about.

"This is...the third time now that Opium and conflict run thicker in your veins then blood and life does little one." he purred out softly his forehead coming to rest atop china's, a fingertip coming to rest on his bottom lip.The smaller man whined and struggled against the bonds trying to do anything to get the other off him, snapping at his hand. "What's your point!?"

Russia only laughed as he pulled his hand back just in time for his teeth to barely graze across the skin grinning broadly to his captive. "As you drift off to a dream your blood will turn to tar~" he sung out seemingly sickly amused by the notation.

"Is exactly like before... even for Russia is just like before, after all since a horrible depression struck we have happily Returned to Communism and are not planning of going back anytime soon" He looked down gazing across China's smooth exposed heaving chest. "Once again the only one turning to help is sweet Russia, Once again the odd couple seem to have little China between the legs da?"

"Help? You call this help!? This is unlawful imprisonment you lunatic!"

Russia merely shrugged off the insult finishing off what was on his plate before sitting it aside looking down to the struggling boyish man, still unable to get over the fact that he looked - and often acted- so young and yet still was so much older. He leaned in closer once more so that he was hovering just over him, fingers roughly holding China's chin. His breath smelt just as strongly of smoggy smoke as *he* did of the stale lingering scent of Alcohol. History really did have a bad habit of repeating itself.

He and his people had tried being Federal and yes it was good and - while the way they became so twisted his gut to think about Ivan personally found himself preferring the days he had been communist-not that their personal opinion mattered much. So when this Vasilyev person came trudging through and ended up in power...albeit he once again found himself bedridden for weeks after his previous government was overthrown- he found himself smiling all through his fever when he found he was bringing back those days.

China had fallen back onto the days of opium as well as fighting England and France for control of it. Germany had managed to finally convince America of his good nature and start rebuilding his army-on the condition that they ally themselves with America in time of war (but considering the fact the two were such friends anymore these days that was hardly a condition) and while it was still small it was already strong. Oh yes and while he was on the thought of repeating history Estonia and Latvia may not be but Lithuania was under his command again.

"HEY ARE YOU IN THERE ARU!?"

Russia blinked startled by the sudden outburst. He'd been laying there with his head against China's his lips hovering just over his with a hand over his struggling abdomen just staring blankly lost in thought. Russia just smiled closing his eyes shaking his head kissing down his neck slowly. "mmn...Russia is just deciding what to do with you da." Despite the strange gentleness of the kisses and suckles he was placing across his throat He could feel the smaller country tense up. His eyes rose to his face to see China's eyes wide and trembling. He was always was a bashful boy but this was extreme even for him.

"d-don't..." he squeaked out his face glowing red though it wasn't a look of embarrassment he looked more...shamed. "Please not again...please.." he whimpered softly, he seemed absolutely terrified. He had no idea what was going, what he meant by 'again' but this was defiantly not the china that he had known or remembered.

"heh you've really lost your backbone have you? The smoking must be making you weak da?" He looked up to him but Russia's snerky grin was gone, it was more a look of curiousness as he lowered himself down kissing down his chest, the tips of his fingers fluttering across the inside of his bare thigh letting his palm every so often lightly brush against his more intimate regions.

"NO! Stop please don't!" He cried out thrashing trying to get away from him like his life depended on it- the fact that the ties around his wrists and ankles were starting to make abrasions was completely off his mind, nothing but the primal instinct of fight or flight was left in china's mind and right now it was stuck on flight.

Russia just rolled his eyes pinning him down easily at the chest with one hand slapping him across the face. China came to an instant stop staring wide eyed up at him a streak of a tear cracking his beautiful face. "Tch...heres what Russia will do for you.." He purred reaching over grabbing a knife from the plate - he might have stolen his food but he was using his own utensils and albeit he hadn't really needed a knife he grabbed it out of force of habit.

"...." China looked to the tool going deathly pale. Like this...this was how he was going to be ended? After all he had gone through...after living for over 4000 years...he was about to die tied down to this lunatics bed? This just wasn't right not at al-

Imagine his surprise when the zip-ties were cut from his limbs. He turned back to the scowling nation who sat the blade away caressing his hair "Tch...is believing in equal chance...if Russia is going to be killing of China- he's going to be giving China fair chance to fight back and try to kill Russia- he's not so low as to kill someone like this."

China looked away quietly. He was...right. Russia was never one to play underhanded. He was always very straight forward with what he was going to do to people- always. Doing something that low was...not something China could really see him doing.

"Your now simply tied with a few old sheets- easy enough to get yourself free from hell I'll even untie your hands da?" he smiled brightly kissing China's forehead as he did as he had suggested making the smaller one tense up. "If you escape then oh well you escape and Russia is back at square one. If you don't then I guess your mine until you manage to get away da?"

He looked to Russia absolutely appalled. What was he playing at? First he tries to be nice, then he beats him unconscious, then he ties him up and now he's saying he can try to run? Then again he always seemed to have mood swings but...this...was extreme even for Russia. Thats when he realized the catch. The larger country laid himself down and went right to sleep his arms around China's waist.

If he tried to escape...the smallest movement would wake the other man and alert him.

"THATS CHEATING!"
In which Russia explains the fact that all of this is taking place in the future despite many similar aspects to the past.

Or in which we get some teasing uke China moments.

Prologue: [link]
Chapter One: [link]
Chapter Two: ~
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I don't know why, but the last line made me giggle very much. o3o

Here's to hoping China will end up alright! xD