Matryoshka? [ Russia x Reader ]

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RussiaxReader
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The pain, the pain is too much, it was too much to bare. This war...this pointless war it has no reason to be. Yet...you were dragged into this pointless war, not by your own want or need for it to end, but you chose to become apart of this war because of the situation forced upon you, the basic survival need for a human being is the want to live, but...your was the need to protect your family from harm.

Forcing your hand you summoned all of your strength to pick up your deceased father's claymore, ignoring the smell of blood, and what was running on your hand off of the blade. Ignoring the screams of your neighbors you grabbed your twins by their hands, dragging them through the woods, through the trees without bark, dead and lifeless, the pure white snow eating away at the deep crimson red blood from the fallen warriors.

Yelling at your siblings to hurry up and move it, you tried to hide your own fear, your own fear and worry that you would not live. Forcing back your tears you could see the end of the forest, a small smile broke out across your face. Freedom, its so close, so close that you can feel it, the rays of the sun were not being choked by the fums, and the smell of burning flesh. Turning around to tell your siblings that you were so close to the end of the forest, that's when the gunshot was heard.

Knocking the air out of you, sending you onto your back, the sound of your siblings screams resounded through the forest. You tried to move your body, you tried to summon all of your strength back, just enough to push yourself up off the ground to hold the claymore with in your grasp one last time, to fend off the attackers. Only for a man wearing a black outfit, raising the pistol in his hand he positioned it over your heart a sad smile on his face he mumbled.

'What a pity...you put up a good fight...oh well, it would have been fun if you'd lasted a little bit longer. After all, it's not very often that one meets a girl whom can wield such a weapon.'

The sound of the pistol being shot, you felt your body jump, violently you coughed up blood, your vision becoming blurry, you could see the men as they forced your siblings down onto their knees, you tried to reach for them, but once the sounds of the men's pistols sounded off one, by one...you knew that you'd just lost everything. The only thing you could do was stare at the bloody sight of your siblings dead bodies, your nails digging into the flesh on your palm, biting your lip you prayed that you would die faster than you already are.

"Hey...hey...hey, (y_n) are you listing to me?" a familiar thick Russian voice asked you, snapping you out of your day dream, staring at the man whom called you out you could see a few others staring at you, yes, yes you were just day dreaming about the past, about World War One, and the events in which you lost your family, you could see that you'd worried the allies so you scratched the back of your head as you said.

"Ah, were you talking to me Russia? I'm sorry that I wasn't listening....my mind sort of....wandered a bit." you finished feeling embarrassed, your hands wrapping around the leather strap which keeps your claymore in place on your back, which Russia had made specifically for you. You could tell that the allies were not convinced, America stood up saying that the meeting was over. Saying good bye to the rest of the allies, you walked out of the meeting room with Russia.

A few steps behind him, you watched his back, making sure that no outside source would hurt him. After all, you owe Russia your life, for he was the one who saved you, bringing you back from your almost death and brought you back to full health. He too admired your ability to wield a two handed blade, he was also the one who took revenge on the men whom killed your siblings. It took you a moment to realize that you'd spaced out again, bumping into Russia's back you quickly apologized to him, Russia simply sent you a small smile.

"You do not have to apologize to me (y_n) you haven't done anything wrong to me. Your just simply allowing your mind to wander off too much today, and it's causing me a problem." becoming flustered you began to wave your hands around, not sure how to react to what Russia just said. Russia stood there, listening to you talking, he sighed as you grabbed your hand, dragging you towards the forest.

Stopping near the center of the forest, Russia looked at you he said. "Ah, right now I'm breaking apart, throw away all of your pain and memories I'm hoping that I can remain sane. Everything in this world just needs to be laughed at." with that Russia wrapped his arms around your shoulders, holding you close he continued. "I know that you were remembering your family....but you do not have to worry that will not happen again, you will not lose anyone like that ever again. While you are with me...you are safe, nothing like that will ever happen again."

Tears started to build up in your eyes, you returned Russia's hug, he's just like a Matryoshka, you have to open it all the way up till you reach the last one, that's when you realized that he wasn't so bad after all. Yes, he acts cruel because he's not sure how to act yet....with you things like this seem to come naturally with you.

'Hey.....hey, when your all better will you stay with me?'

'Huh?'

'Because...if you leave then I'll be lonely....and its strange...because when I'm with you my heart is all funny...'

'Hehehehe~ alright, I'll stay with you Russia, but...I have one request.'

'What is the request?'

'Will you...will you let me watch out for you, and become stronger?'

Standing there, the younger Russia was shocked, a real smile started to spread across his face as he said.

'Alright...I will respect your wish to become stronger, but...I will not let any harm come to you. So when you are in a fight, run to me, find me. Do not try to take on more than you can chew, I will protect you...'

Wrapping you up in a hug Russia said.

'You are mine to protect, I will not let someone hurt you like this again.'

Shocked, but happy you replied.

'Haha....okay, I will...I will.'