- Author: Stuck
- Title: Hetalia
in Wonderland - Chapter title: Before the ruling, then the verdict
- Characters: Russia (Ivan Braginskj) China (Wang Yao)
- Genre: Erotic, insightful
- Rating: NC-17.
- Warnings: No!
Cons - Word Count: 1278
- Notes: Set during and after the Mongol invasion of Russia in the years of the Golden Horde, which ended only with the defeat of the Mongols by Ivan IV, called the Terrible, first tsar of Russia. China did not intervene to prevent the advancing Mongol as the grandson of Genghis Khan was a concession to China.
Before the ruling, then the verdict
It was not his fault.
He tried in every way to prevent the Mongols and Turks invaded Russia.
Russia was only a child.
A child who had just become a nation that still had to grow up and learn to defend their territories and that he relied only on the older sister, who was not able to protect the wave of enemies who were to conquer.
It was not his fault, if the Great Khan had agreed to become their ally family matters. But China did not matter who they were relatives of the Mongols and the Khan, that he cared only to that child, with whom he played and he had seen grow up, that almost considered another of his brothers, were not harmed.
But it did not.
He could almost hear the screams of that child, so playful, smiling sun.
The cries of pain, anguish, they called her sister, who desperate screaming his name while Mongolia was what he had to conquer .
It was not his fault.
The felt his heart-rending cries, who raped his ears, but could do nothing to prevent it.
" Forgive me, Ivan, aru"
1550
said Ivan IV "the terrible "permanently banishes the Mongol Golden Horde from his country, brings together the various Khan and principalities under his control and named his empire
Russia
How many years had passed?
China, though it's old, he remembered everything that had happened in his long life thousands of years. It wanted to forget the screams that every night's sleep, tormented, unable to get to sleep decently.
And now the news that Russia had finally took away a free-weight-almost a ton, from the heart.
many years had passed?
Li knew all, a precise number that indelible same each day. It had been 313 years. Three hundred and thirteen years. An infinite number of days in which Russia had to endure oppression, domination, and who knows what else his brother Mongolia.
For years he had tried to persuade Mongolia to refrain from Ivan, but it was useless, unnecessary and was also its weak attempts to save it.
But the leader of Mongolia and its allies were still. Alone could never defeat an empire.
was relieved that Russia had succeeded to escape, to get out of that horrible situation.
" Trecentotredici years ... be escalated, "she sighed, taking a cup of tea still steaming.
" Oh, I am, Yao "
The china cup fell to the ground and shatters into several pieces, and the spread on long purple carpet that adorned her salon, staining it and ruined it.
He spun around and saw a figure so familiar and yet so unknown that made him shudder. Had they not been so many years would say that what he found himself in front was a grown up version of solar and less child who loved to hug and cuddle. But it was not possible ... could not be him ... or so?
" Ivan ...? really you, aru? "
was so, and it was he could not deny it. The happy expression, eyes shining periwinkle, and a round face framed by beautiful golden hair. Had not changed one iota, if not for the immeasurable height reached to the knees-first year, he was now just getting to the chin with his head.
" Yes, I am. How long, "he smiled, and even the Chinese were happy to see him, he was fine, seemed healthy and had not lost that smile kindly pointed out that China has always smile that accompanied him in his nightmares every night.
She hugged him moved, belts for life, enthusiasm. "Oh I'm so happy to see you, do not know how, aru! I've thought a lot over the years ...!"
" I also I thought a lot, Yao " murmured Russian cold, still making him shiver. Dissolved hug and went off to face him. He smiled again, and yet he knew that smile madness. eyes were wide open and staring at him grim, and his lips were curled in a grimace that frightening.
" I've thought about every night, when Mongolia was entering my room and I slammed on the floor. I thought of that nation that I loved so much and that aspired to match, I thought I had made the promise to always stay with me to protect me. Where were , Yao? Where were you when your brother raped me?! Where were you when you were sworn to protect me instead? " grabbed his wrist and squeezed it hard, it was so small in comparison to his big hand, China and scared he tried to wriggle out from the socket.
" It was not my fault Ivan, aru. Try to calm down and talk to people civ ... "
But Russia was not listening, did not want to hear the pathetic excuse that he would not ever given what he wanted. Mongolia had paid, now it was up to him ...
yanked him preventing him from continuing his speech, drunk out of fear that China felt the same terror she felt him every day, him would make him feel on his skin. Because the only thing that prevented him from losing my mind was the certainty that Yao would come to save him. But after two hundred years had lost the last hope, China would never come.
" It was not my fault, know how many times I tried to convince my boss and my brother to let you go, aru? You know how many times I went against my people and my family to you?! And do not even imagine how many regrets had, how many sleepless nights thinking of you! And I could not do anything, aru! Nothing! "Ivan pushed him causing him to lose the precarious balance causing him to fall on the carpet on the floor cold and hard. China is left abandoned in a near-hysterical crying, frightened, saddened. That was no longer the sweet boy who played with him and his brothers, laughing sun for any new thing he saw, who embraced him gently and loved.
And if it was so ... was only his fault.
Russia took her wrists with one hand and forced him to lie down and unbuttoned his pants.
" It will never be enough to make you understand what I've tried it in these three hundred and thirteen years"
"Ivan stopped please ... I could not help it, aru! Do not make the same mistake of my brother. Please aru ... "
" Before running "smiled sadistic ripping off the silk dress regardless of the tears and lamentations of appealing to Yao, who once loved, and loved still, he would always loved, but the disappointment was great, too . "Then the sentence"
penetrates him without preparation, without taking care of him, no matter how bad the and provoked cries of the Chinese, who suffered from any violent push his teeth.
It was nothing compared to what had passed him. He had to understand what he had suffered. And nobody would have saved him, as no one had saved the poor golden-haired child who was raped every night.
Even when it was inside him did not stop, sliding on his semen and blood of the Chinese, who cried in pain and the salty tears that streaked her cheeks.
With a low and hoarse growl came out of Russia Ivan, and stared at the body of the other nation tried, China still panting under him with tears stinging the corners of his amber irises.
She kissed my neck, but the Chinese did not move, wincing slightly.
Then how did all those other bad people with him every time, without saying anything he got up and left the room.
He could still feel an almost imperceptible Forgive me from behind his back.
It was not your fault, da.
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