Tricks And Treats-Russia X Reader

Tricks And Treats
Russia X Reader One Shot
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A.N.: Another request! This time it's not a lemon! XD Nope, this was a request from my friend who shall be mentioned down in the pretty description box down there below this. This is a Halloween fluff she requested with Russia! Well, I guess you guys could have figured that out yourselves but whatever! OK well better get to the story! By the way when a word has a * after it I will have a translation for it k? ^w^ F/n=First name, L/n=Last name, F/c=Favorite color, H/c=Hair color, H/l=Hair length, E/c=Eye color.
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"Aw come on, (F/n), come to the party with us!"

"No Alfred! Not if the Bad Touch Trio's going to be there! You know they like scaring everyone on Halloween!"

"But duuuuuude-"

"No!"

You sat on the couch of your small apartment, arguing with your friend Alfred whom, at the moment, was dressed like a cowboy. The sandy brunette held a puppy dog face with large, pleading eyes as you kept your stare forward at the T.V. You were not going to go to that stupid Halloween party. Sure, it was a big thing and everyone was going to be there but that didn't mean you wanted to go! Especially if Gilbert, Francis, and Antonio were going to be there! Every year those three have made it their goal to scare you silly at Halloween. Well not this year! You were staying in your nice house, watching T.V. and making sure to check outside before you opened the front door to anyone. Alfred gripped your arm and began violently shaking you, you coming out of your thoughts and remembering your rather irritating visitor.

"But (F/n)! Russia and China and Japan and everyone are gonna be there-"

"What?" You cut him off, staring at him wide eyed. He blinks then smiles brightly.

"Yeah, Russia will be there." He says slyly and giving a mischievous smirk. He knew about your 'small' crush on the tall, scarf wearing male, and if Russia was at this party he knew you'd tag along. You blush at him and look away, trying to hide it.

"S-so? I'm still not going." You say and America thinks harder, a light bulb going off in his head.

"Fine. Belarus will be there too so I guess she'll just steal Russia away." Alfred knew it would never happen but when you glared at him and jumped to your feet to hurry to your closet he knew it was the perfect thing to say. He watches as you pull out your jacket and slip it on then your shoes.

"Um, dude, aren't you going to wear a costume?" He asks standing and noticing your attire. All you wore was a (f/c) shirt and (second f/c) pants including the jacket and shoes. You look down and shrug, eyes going back to his blue.

"I wasn't really expecting to go to a party." You answer. Alfred shrugs and you lead him out, both of you making your way in his car to England's house where the party was being held.

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Once there you two climb out of America's car and hurry up the stairs and into the Victorian house. You ogle at the inside. People and countries from all over mingled and danced, one or two looking to be drunk. Orange, purple, and black lights fill each room lighting them up with everyone's shadows dancing along the walls. Different variations of ghosts, bats, witches, you name it were sprawled along each wall or hanging from the tall ceiling. You had to admit, Arthur really had outdone himself with this event. Your feet carry you around, saying hello to each person you passed. Being friends with the nations had its advantages.

"Ciao (F/n)!~" Your good, bubbly friend Feliciano catches up to you and you smile at the man, who's costume was a pizza. You almost couldn't control the laugh begging to come out.

"Hey Feli.~" You reply.

"I didn't know-a you would come to-a this party! Prussia kept-a saying you were to scared-a to!" He says, giving his signature happy grin and your eye twitches. Damn Gilbert, your only scared of him scaring you, that's it. Come to think of it where is the Ger- or you mean Prussian? And also where was Russia? You hadn't seen him anywhere either and you were a little disappointed. After looking around you face Italy again, eyebrow cocked.

"Hey, Feli, you don't know where, um, Ivan is do you?"

Feliciano blinks his chocolate brown eyes at you, mouth forming an 'o', and then smiles a closed eye smile and nods.

"Yes-a, he's over-"

"BOO!"

You and Feliciano both jump and scream as you fall back and grapple onto the closest person to you, not even caring who you were hugging. You shook horribly and your eyes were shut tight out of fear as you hear familiar laughing that caused your eyes to shoot open and look to where the giggling was heard.

"Kesesesesesese! (F/n), you are such a vimp!" A familiar albino dressed like the devil was hunched over in laughter and your face flushes and brows furrow.

"Ohonhonhonhon! I must agree mon.." Francis, who was covered in all white so you guess he had to be a ghost, trails off, his bright blue eyes widening as they stare above you. Antonio, who was a vampire, follows his gaze and his tan face pales and the two give fearful looks. Gilbert, noticing his friends go deadly silent, ceases his laughing and looks at them. His crimson eyes follow their blue and green and his already pale face goes completely white and the trio begin to shake. You blink at them then look to Feliciano. He looked ready to wet himself and you wondered what was with these three. You then remembered you'd clung onto a random person and gasp, backing off of them and giving a sorry smile.

"Oh, he he, sorry about that...." You trail off, face growing beat red at the tall man standing before you. Russia stood there, his fake innocent smile gracing his face as he stared down at you. He was a werewolf you were guessing but your heart was pounding to loudly for you to even try to guess. Your mouth rested agape, unsure of what to say, and you barely noticed the happy gleam that rested in his purplish eyes as the watched you. His eyes shoot to the three troublemakers, that smile on his face now seeming even more terrifying then normal.

"You three scared her again?" He says, sounding innocent but you could hear the anger drenched deep in it. The three shake violently as they start spitting out things like 'N-no!' and 'Don't kill us p-please!' You almost smiled at their fear. Only Russia could get the countries, take out Ukraine and Belarus, this scared which caused you to giggle considering, despite his height and build, he wasn't very scary looking. You look back to the Russian man as closes his eyes, tilting his head, same grin plastered on his lips.

"You shouldn't scare (F/n)." Before you knew it France and Spain were off running as Prussia was held by his hair and feet and began to get stretched*, crying for mercy while Russia just laughed and you giggled. Once let go Prussia was off chasing after the friends who'd left him, swearing and screaming in German as he disappeared in the crowd which had been watching. You laugh greatly, hunched over and trying to catch your breath. Once you had you stand up straighter and look at Russia. He was staring at you, causing a darker shade of crimson to fill your cheeks.

"Thanks Ivan." You sheepishly smile, scratching the back of your head. Ivan blinks and nods, a calm, happy smile gracing his lips, one you had only seen towards you and you blushed even more and lowered your head to try and hide it. Looking back up you two just stare at each, grins on both your faces, the world seeming like it was going slower.

"Dude, (F/n), come on."

You almost fell backwards as your best friend pulls on the hood of your jacket and you turn, following the impatient American. You take one look back at Russia and noticed his look had changed to something... lonely, like he was sad. He disappears as you are pulled through a hallway, rushing past and almost toppling over a couple of people until Alfred came to a halt in a living room. It held a sofa and many chairs spread around, all being occupied. Alfred pulls you forward into a circle of people and to stand in between he and Arthur, your British friend. The Britain turns to you two with a smile, the blonde, big eyebrowed man being dressed as a wizard.

"Hello (F/n), glad you could make it." He greets and you nod.

"Yeah, it's a nice party Arthur. So what's going on here?" You ask, pointing to the circle that you had been included into.

"We are going to play a game, I was just going to explain it," The British male then turns to the awaiting faces and all attention goes to him,"Alright, you are all here to play a game, yes? This game will be called 'Tricks And Treats'. The rules are that you will pick a name out of this bucket," He holds up a yellow bucket," And after your pull that person's name you must pick a slip out of this bucket and it will tell you if you will give a treat or do a trick to the person you pulled and what treat or trick you give them." He then holds up an orange bucket and everyone gapes at him. It sounded fun, you were just curious on who you would get.

"What if we don't want to the name we picked?" China asks as people begin to take one paper out of each bucket as it was passed around.

"No trades." England answers and hands the bucket to you and America. You take it and you both pull a slip from each container. Passing it to Germany, who you were pretty shocked had came or that he was even playing this game, you get ready to look down at your papers. You read the one holding the persons name and your face grows red again.

"Hey (F/n) what did you get?" Alfred asks, peering down at the name slip you opened. You show him with shaking hands and he looks surprised. "Russia, eh? Hey do you think we can trade what each of us have to do? I got Romano and I do NOT want to do what I got!"

You blinked confused at him and opened your mouth to tell him about Arthur's rule but it was to late as the sandy haired male had already pulled the slip saying what you had to do to Russia out of your hand and gave you his, rushing off before you could protest. You hadn't even gotten to read it! Sighing you grumpily look at the slip America had just shoved into your hand and rolled your eyes opening it. Once you did your eyes go as wide as saucers and your face turns twice as dark as it was before. 'Kiss' in beautifully written hand writing rested printed onto the paper. You had to kiss Russia. You had to kiss your crush. Well there's a way of showing your feelings...

"Oh and you all have to do it by the next hour or else you will have to tell the whole party your deepest, darkest secret!" Britain called out and groans and rants started. Your stomach felt like it was being twisted into dozens of knots. You had to kiss Russia by tonight. Well that was sure nerve racking. You inhale and exhale shakily and look around. Everyone was venturing off, each individual searching for their target and you wondered if any of them had to do what you had to.

'Did Alfred plan this? No, he couldn't have, we just pulled out random slips, that's it.' You were so lost in your confused thoughts you hadn't even noticed you had bumped into someone bigger than you. You step back, blinking, and look up into their face, face going fearful along with even darker crimson. Russia turns around, a bit surprised to see you, but smiles none the less, a happy twinkle sparking in his eye.

"Oh hello (F/n).~" He greets and you smiles nervously and wave.

"H-hey Russia, how you enjoying the party?"

He closes his eyes and tilts his head in a cute way as he answers,"It is going good. How is it going for you (F/n)?"

"He he, oh you know, just dancing and having sna-"

"(F/n)! Dude there you are! Oh hey Russia! (F/n), do it now!" Alfred yells, walking up to you two and you give a scared look while Russia turns to America confused. The Russian turns back to you and you look at him, your stomach growing more and more queasy.

"Do what?" He asks, cocking a brow and you gulp. Everyone begins circling you both, curious on the scene and asking what was going on.

"What did (F/n) get?" Arthur asks stepping up to America and America smiles brightly at him.

"She has to kiss old Russia here! Yo, (F/n), are you going to do it?"

You felt yourself grow fifty shades of red as you turn to the platinum blonde male standing before you. He was staring at you, mouth shaping an 'o' and eyes wide. You noticed the pink tinge his cheeks and you closed your eyes.

"Some of us participated in this game Arthur made called 'Tricks And Treats' and I got your name and the treat I have to give is, um, a k-kiss. But it's OK if you don't want to! I understand if you do-"

You were muffled as a pair of warms lips meet yours and your eyes shoot open. The (e/c) orbs land on Russia's shut ones and you noticed the pink growing on his cheeks. He pulls back shortly after, his face now a few inches of yours, and a sweet smile graces his lips.

"I never said I didn't want to." He says, his Russian accent holding no shakiness or regret. Your face was as red as a tomato. Slowly a small smile inches onto your lips and you your eyes shine happily. You and Ivan are both taken by surprise as you are pushed into him, lips molding against his again as your arms rest against his chest. You both stare surprised at first but melt into the kiss, you leaning up on your tip toes so he wasn't leaning the whole time. You heard 'oo's and 'aw's as Russia pulls back and wraps his arms around you then pulls you close against him and you rest your head on his chest, his heart beat drumming in your ears. It was calm and you smiled happily.

Everyone left, giving you two your privacy as they all went into different rooms. You and Ivan stood like that for what felt like forever, his head resting atop yours. You two finally pulled apart when the sound of someone yelling, it sounded like Feli, for candy caught your attentions and you both look at the kitchen then at each other. You smile happily to each other and he laces his fingers with yours as he grabs your hand. You walk forward and he only follows a moment before he stops and you look back at him, face blank.

"What's up Ivan?" You ask. He still held his grin which seemed to grow.

"Ya lyublyu tebya*." He says and you blink owlishly at him. Did he.. did he just say...?

"Wh-what?" You ask and he steps up so your body's are touching again and rests his forehead against yours, face bright with happiness.

"Ya tebya lyublyu moya krasivaya devushka*, (F/n)."

You swear you were now redder than a tomato at those Russian words and you can feel small tears prick your eyes as a smiles brightens up your face.

"I love you too, Ivan." And you both shared another kiss.

~*Extended ending! (Don't we all love these XD)*~
"Calm down Belarus!" Alfred hisses at the angry blonde as they watch from around the corner at the two lovebirds kissing. Arthur, luckily, was there to help hold the fuming girl back as some of the other countries held smiles.

"Aw, they-a are so cute-a!" Feliciano gushes and Germany nods with a calm smirk.

"Vhy does she have to get togezer vith Russia?! Now ve can't scare her!"

To everyone's shock an angry Russia appeared behind the loud whining Prussian and began to stretch him like earlier, Prussia begging to be let go of. Everyone just laughs and giggles then leaves and you shake your head, smiling at your Russian lover. This had to be the best Halloween you'd ever had.
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Yay it's done! I literally got this done in 2 hours, non-stop typing! I'm pretty happy about it too! ^w^ So what I mean when Russia is stretching Prussia is do you remember when Russia stretched that one short country (Can't remember his name) because he moved his coat and then said something bad about it? I can't remember the episode but I saw an icon with the same scene just Prussia's face in place of the country Russia's stretching so I HAD to do it! XD OK well READ THE DESCRIPTION! I HAVE IMPORTANT QUESTIONS TO ASK!! XD Comments and favorites are awesome so give ze awesome comments or Prussia vill be very sad! (I don't know where that came from... XD Prussian fan girl, sorry! XD)