Buh.

[blood_winged]

Wish me luck for getting to uni tomorrow. I'm hoping I don't end up stuck in school-run traffic while I'm on the way. I don't think I should, but you never know, do you. I know for a fact I'll be in the rush hour jam on the way back so I can only hope I manage to get a seat on the bus, or at least that it's not cold/chucking it down while I'm waiting, because there is nothing worse than being cold, wet, tired and hungry, just wanting to get home and then having to stand up for over an hour while your knees struggle not to buckle.

ANYWAY, I've been working on a little spin-off of At the End of All Things which will cover our dear little Ivan's rediscovery of his past. At the moment I don't know if it's going to get past one chapter, I'm just writing it and seeing how it goes.

***

“I... I did all these things..?” the boy whispered eventually. He sounded ill, his voice rasping in his throat, and when Arthur touched his arm he flinched away violently. One hand reached up to absently rub at his neck, as if he felt the lack of something, and a shadow crossed his features, shoulders hunched and tense. He shook his head in denial, and his fingers trembled as he flicked to the next page and touched the photograph on it.

“Nikolay...” He frowned. The face of the last Tsar was familiar, but only in the way that a passing stranger would be. Ivan looked up at Arthur, confused. He had always known of the gap in his memory, but he had never before been so keenly aware of it. It frightened him, and he did not enjoy the sensation. “Why... why would I do all these... these awful things... to Toris, Feliks, Gilbert... to my friends...” He turned another page, and scanned it. “The Cold War..? I don’t... Why? Why would I..? Alfred!”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m here, kid.” Alfred moved over and sat beside him, glancing across at Arthur before he carefully, tentatively placed one hand on the small Russian’s back. Ivan was blinking back tears, and he closed the book with a snap, pushing it off his lap and staring at it, breathing uneasily.

“I want to know,” Ivan said, clasping his hands over his knees and clenching them fretfully. “I want you to tell me. Tell me why I don’t remember any of this.”

***

I'm hungry =|

Bah.

Comments

[kasumicc.livejournal.com]

Poor little thing ): It must be hard for him to learn suddenly all those things. It's also interesting that Alfred's still weary while Arthur is capable of approaching Ivan :)

[blood-winged.livejournal.com]

Arthur's used to dealing with difficult children ;D

[lovingloveless.livejournal.com]

Well that's what usually happens when you raise a ton of kids. lol How many colonies did he raise? XD

Now I've got this image of Arthur dressed up like some sort of nanny running around in my head. "Look! It's Arthur Poppins!" *England comes flying down using an umbrella.*

[blood-winged.livejournal.com]

"Too many." I'm sure would be the answer to that... XD

[colourbine.livejournal.com]

GOOD LUCK FEE. I hope you don't encounter any problems tommorow. =D

D= you always send snippets to me....-whispers- end of the world as we know it

[blood-winged.livejournal.com]

*A*

[colourbine.livejournal.com]

I know. it's horrible, Make it allright by sending me previews, woman ;A;

[lovingloveless.livejournal.com]

Best of luck to you. I hate that school rush traffic. In my experience everyone seems to go out when I head off to my campus. I think they wait for me or something. Look! The neighbor girl is leaving. I'm gonna hop into my car and drive down the road at 5 miles per hour. I hope she's late. XP

Oh...my...good...god. I love you. <3
I'm so thrilled at the moment that I really don't know what to say. I see references to history and that alone pleases me to no end. Russia-chan and Mother England (With Father Alfred too of course).Wah! <3 *swoons*

[blood-winged.livejournal.com]

I made it! XD

Aaah the history will be hard. Russia's is long and complicated and I hope I don't get anything horribly wrong...

[lemiru.livejournal.com]

*leaves all the luck she can scrap together on a pile*
Oh, fighting with professors. It should be recognized as an Olympic sport...

[blood-winged.livejournal.com]

I made it! XD

[lemiru.livejournal.com]

Success!

[gngstermoney32.livejournal.com]

Holy crap you know I'm going to fangirl this like MAD!
I even dusted off my russia icon, too.
<3

UNI SUCKS.
BUT.
FIGHT THE GOOD FIGHT WOMAN!
NEVER SURRENDER.
(if only i had actually remembered these words at 10 AM when it was time to get up)

[blood-winged.livejournal.com]

Ahahaha. >w<;

[nakia.livejournal.com]

This is amazing... A friend and I do a Hetalia RP that has some similarities to this idea... Child!Russia, lost memories (for a different reason though), being taken care of by Liet and the adopted daughter of America and England.... I'm blabbering. Sorry about that.

Anyway. I love your writing. Keep it up! :D

[blood-winged.livejournal.com]

Will do! >w<;