((I headcanon her to be p much terrified of hurting anyone.))
((Ships this contains: Some minor Fruk and Ameripan. Very suttle references though.))

She stared at her from across the meeting, letting out a small sigh.
She's so adorable... She thought, noticing how your (H/c) hair was slicked in that style you love, that perfect curl on the back of your head that she found utterly adorable... Speaking of adorable, did she mention your personality? Polite, but slightly quiet... You weren't loud or rambunctious like America... But you weren't super reserved like Japan.
You loved hugs. Whenever you'd talk in that accent of yours, sigh... It would make her heart ache...

The only problem was, you were allied with America...
And if anyone knew anything about Amelia, she would make sure to aggravate Anya, at any chance she'd get...

It had be Anya who she came to when she came out to her only a week ago...
So why did you hang around Amelia so much?! It aggravated her to such an extent, she felt her dark aura rising up again.

"Calm yourself big sister. There's no need to get worked up." Nikolai told her, his gaze falling on Anya.
"She doesn't matter."

Anya looked at her little brother, gulping softly.
"Y-yeah..."
"What's wrong big sister? You're looking rather pale?" He asked, his hand trailing down Anya's cheek.

"Belarus, cut it out." Ukraine said with a sigh, pulling his younger brother back. Nikolai glared at him but shrugged.
"Whatever. I will still get big sister to marry me."

Anya let out a small sigh of relief, her gaze falling on you once again, you were sitting next to Amelia, or all people.
She whispered something to you and she laughed.

Why can't that be us??! She wondered, glaring at Amelia, who noticed immediately, a small smirk on her face.
She whispered something to you again, getting a little closer to you then before, which as Anya could see, you were getting a little uncomfortable.

You shook your head softly at what she said, and whispered something back, looking at Anya.

Anya gulped, what is she saying about me??! I bet she hates me! She probably thinks I'm weird and doesn't want to be my friend, or something like that! What if she doesn't like me and thinks I'm a scary monster like everyone else?! She panicked. Feeling her palms begin to sweat, she felt rather hot, her face turning a little red in panic, the bug overcoat wasn't helping.

Maybe I should take it off... She thought, beginning to unbutton her large trench coat, revealing her turtle neck sweater underneath her, hanging it on the back of her chair.

She felt a light tap on her shoulder that almost made her jump.
"Um, Anya, excuse me?" She turned around to see it was (Name).
She gulped.

She probably came over here to tell me she hates me and never wants to see me again!!! She assumed, feeling herself become more red. You were even prettier up close.
"Da..?" She said, trying not to stutter.

"Um, it's break time... And I was wondering, if maybe you'd like to take a walk with me?" You asked, Anya's eyes lit up, she'd finally get some time with you, alone!

Amelia walked over. "Yo commie! Hey (Name), wanna go see a movie?" She suggested. (Name) shook her head. "Sorry, I already have plans with Anya today." You explained, to Anya, you seemed a little uncomfortable around Amelia.

"Oh, ok then, see you later!" She said, slightly dissappointed.
She then whispered something to Anya, very quietly, and very very slowly.
"Keep your dirty commie hands off my girl, got it? I saw her first." Her grip on Anya's shoulder tightened, causing her to glare at the American, before the girl walked off, and out the door, talking to Japan along the way.
Anya felt her dark aura rise up again.

"Anya? Are you alright?" She asked.
"Yeah I'm fine." She answered, turning her attention back to (Name), a childish smile on her face.
"Let's go da?"
(Name) nodded smiling softly, Anya grabbed her coat before leaving, slinging it over her shoulder.

"So, where are we going?" Anya asked, as they walked out of the meeting hall, her hand brushed over Anya's softly, as she put it in her pocket, making the Russian girl blush.

"Hm? Well I figured it would be kinda nice just to go for a walk in the park! It's really pretty this time of year." You said with a smile.
Oh my gosh... That adorable, innocent smile, she felt her heart melting softly...
This creature is melting my ice cold heart... She thought, for the first time feeling rather light and happy as the two of you chatted, walking around the park.
It had been an enjoyable afternoon, and for the first time, Anya didn't feel alone anymore.

The two of you sat on a bench, (Name) sighed softly. Her cheeks and nose were rosy pink from the cold.

"Are you cold?" Anya asked hesitantly, "y-yeah a little bit. But I'm fine." You answered, Russia gently took her large trench coat and wrapped it around you.
"Is that better?" She asked.
"Mhm... Thanks." You answered leaning your head against Anya's shoulder.

Anya blushed deeply, the weird curl on the back of your head making a small little heart.
You laced your fingers with Anya's. Making her heart race.

Thump-thump-thump-thump!

She had never felt this way before...
She felt as if she could sit here with you forever. "You know... Amelia told me earlier that I should stay away from you, that you were really scary..."
Here we go... Is she going to reject me?? Anya felt her heart sink.

"But I don't think it's true." Anya blushed softly, looking at you.
"Really?..." She shook her head, "mhm."
"I think that you're really nice Anya. I don't think you would hurt anyone on purpose... And to be honest, I think that Amelia is just jealous..."
"R-really?" Anya said, looking strait at you.
"Yeah."

"C-can I ask you a question?"
"Hm? Go ahead." You said, looking up at her.

"If I were to ask you out on a date... What would you say?..." She asked.
You smiled. "I would love that."
Anya beamed, cupping your cheek pulling you into a soft kiss.

"Look at the adorable couple~" Francine said, pointing to the two from a wase away.
Alice shrugged, "common frog, let's go. You'll start gushing if you stay here any longer..." She muttered, grabbing Francine's arm.
"But-"
"No buts!"

You smiled as you and Russia parted, her eyes clouded with love. She kissed you again, this time with more confidence, you kissed back.

"Ew mommy look!" Patricia said, walking with Finland and Sweden from a couple feet away, making you chuckle. Anya smile, making the kiss deeper, Anya bit your lip slightly, the small kiss turning into a make out session.
When you two finally parted you took a moment or two to gaze into each other's eyes, before you broke the silence.
"Do... You by chance want to come over to my place instead of going back to the meeting?" You suggested, feeling a little bit hot between your legs.

Anya gulped, but nodded. "Da." She said, although she had to admit, she was rather nervous... She was still a virgin after all, she was afraid you'd laugh...

((THIS IS PART ONE EVERYBODY!!!
I AM SO FREAKING PROUD OF THIS ONE, FOR NO APPARENT REASON!!! IT IS A STROKE OF BRILLIANCE THAT MUST BE APPRECIATED!!!))