RussiaxItaly-Chap.2/Update

               Chapter2: Russia's plans'.
Russia was awoken from his dreams' by a hand shaking him violently. Russia looked up to see the warm and pleasant smile of Italy who had woken him up.

Italy: *Smiles* Russia! Hey the meeting is over for a little while! Are you awake yet?


Italy asked as Russia smiled at him. He couldn't helped, but always' smile at Italy. Everything about him made Russia lose his freaking mind. The way he talked, the way he moved, they he spoke, even the way he blushed and clumsy fell. Everything about Italy had made Russia yearn for him more and more over the years'.


Germany: Italy! Italy where are you?


The blond haired and blue eyed Germany yelled calling for his lover. Russia blood boiled when he heard Italy name began called by him. He hated Germany so much ever since he saw Italy and him kissing that day. And that hatred had risen over the years'.  Italy had once relied on him for protection and now he relied on Germany for that! To make things' worse Germany had no memory of ever being with Italy when they were children and had easily forgotten their promise. He may have remembered later on, but it still made Russia blood boil and hatred grow more and more violent. But soon that would change. Soon Germany would be out of the picture forever and he would have Italy all to himself. Italy smiled as he called Germany over to where he was at.


Italy: Over here Germany! Over here!!


The young man called over as Germany turned the corner and saw him beside Russia who was faking a smile on his face. Germany walked over looking at the younger male.


Germany: Italy! What have I told you about running off? And stop bothering poor Russia ok? He has enough trouble without his country falling apart as it is!


The older male said slightly scolding the Italian. Russia kept one eye on Germany. His mouth was smiling, but his eyes' were showing hatred towards' Germany. How dare he speak about his country like that! Sure his country was bad and made many mistakes', but they were still able to pick themselves back up. Russia's blood was begin to boil and he was tempted to hit the German. Italy spoke up in his ever so angelic little voice.


Italy: Germany! That's so mean! Be nice to Russia! Enemy or not he's still my friend!


Italy said hugging Russia. Russia kept the dark perverted smile back as he hugged Italy taking note of everything. Like the Italy small and warm body that he would soon have withering beneath him. Russia was smiling on the inside evilly knowing soon his plans' would be coming to the surface. Regretful to the Russian discomfort, Italy pulled back smiling.


Italy: Russia! Were going out to eat do you want to join us? I know this restaurant that makes great pasta!


Italy said smiling at him. The Russian smiled wanting very much to go and be with him, but the Germen begin their would only cause him to get anger and even lose his temper and kill him in front of Italy who would cry. He couldn't do that to him.


Russia: Sorry Italy, but I can't da. I have stuff to do today da.


Italy frowned at this. Russia knew that every chance the Italy got he tried to invite him along to eat with them, but Russia always refused. Italy said if he worked himself to hard he get sick, but Russia always reassured him that he be fine. Russia stood up and smiled at Italy.


Russia: Thank you for the offer thought Italy da. As always' you are to kind to me da.


Italy: *Sighs* Ok, Russia, but please don't over do it ok? I really am starting to worry about you…


Italy said with a concern toned voice. Russia simple smiled at him. How he wish he could kiss the smaller man and take him home, but he couldn't for this would not only cause commission, but also cause Germany to get anger…  Besides' he wanted to torment Germany when the time came. And when the time came, he would make Germany regret ever making HIS Italy, Germany's.


Germany: Well, if your not going to join us we will see you another time then shell we?


Germany asked looking up at Russia. Russia looked at Germany.


Russia: Yes da. Perhaps during the next meeting da?


Russia said hoping that the German would just get sick and die, or be killed on the battle field. But that would never happen. It wasn't impossible to kill him, but it would take time and strategy. Which is what he had done.


Germany: Perhaps Russia… Perhaps… Come Italy. Lets' go…


The German smiled as he pulled Italy close to him and kissed him. The Italian giggled as he kissed back and fallowed Germany away to the restaurant. Russia eyes became dark, his purple orbs turning even darker purple seeing Germany's hands' all over his Italy. Soon that would be changed thought. He knew this because he planed this since the day Germany stole Italy from him.


Russia thoughts: Soon Germany you will be out of my way and Italy will be mine, and mine alone… He will become one… With mother Russia!!!


Russia walked into the small home that was his. Their was not much in it. Some decoration that Italy had given him. The only decorations besides his war victors he kept. Their was a bed inside and a T.V and a few books'. Other then that nothing covered the walls'. They were all white like a prison cell. But Russia prefer it this way as he went over the plans' in his head. He had spent centuries getting ready to get away with the murders' of the centaury! Russia pulled out the plan's he had made and everything surrounding it. He smiled looking at the plans' before him and what was soon to come. The flickering light of the candles made a ghostly effect on the paper as Russia smiled.


Russia: Its' time to put my operation into plan… *KolKolKol…* Operation: Axis removal!


In Russia's mind it was all set up. Russia had 3 main targets' that he had to get ride off. Germany was the main target. For obvious reason's since he was the one who got Russia started on this in the first place. The other was Japan. Japan was allied with Germany and Italy, which also sadly made him a target on Russia's list. And last, but not least his own sister. Belarus. She wasd his target for 2 reasons'. One-She was anoyying and always trying to marry him, and two-She was starting to get suspiouse of Russia likeing Italy, whice in trun would cause more trouble for Italy then he needed. Besides', he hated Belarus just for that fact that she couldn't accpet the fact that he was gay when he told her. She refused to belive it and was trying to trun him stright. It anoyyied him to now end. She had to be delt with. And she would be. Tomrrow Russia was going to ask Belarus out to a date and make sure she had a wonderful time on it before he did away with her. Russia knew that he would feel no remorse for killing Belarus. If it had been his elder sister, yes her would, but this was Belarus. In Russia's mind… She didn't deserve any kindness'… Russia chuckled darkly, his purpel eyes truning a darker shade of its natural color.


Russia: Tomrrow Belarus da… You will have the time of your life da… But when it is over da… You will no longer be one with mother Russia da…


With that Russia truned in for the night, for tomrrow he had a date with Belarus… And a date with murder itself…