Family Friends

Background Info: Russia's family is a strong mafia group, while America's family consists of sex workers (i.e. prostitutes, strippers, pole dancers, porn stars, ect.). Although the families are very different, Russia growing up in violence and America growing up in sex, both Britain and Soviet Union are close friends. And so the families often visit with each other, whether it be to simply have dinner together, to talk about money, or....... other things.

Yeah so this is the idea I've had in my head for a while now. I don't know how long it'll take but I'm hoping I'll be able to write this and finish it. Also I don't know why I haven't mentioned it yet but this is set in the 1920s so no modern technology. I chose this date because this is when mobs were a pretty big problem (at least I think so). And now I'm realizing they couldn't be porn stars. But anyways, there's gonna be reference to sexual stuff, but not full out smut so yeah.

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Russia's POV

I'm turning 18 today so my father has chosen for us to visit Ame's family. Mainly because he keeps talking about me "finally being a man" And how "this will be the moment where I gain respect".

Although I think it's pretty stupid that becoming a man means sex, but whatever, im not complaining. The thing is though, I don't know if I want to have sex with a woman. Whenever we would go to Britain's strip bar, I would be stuck looking at the male dancers, mainly America though.

America is just so- I don't know- just amazing in every way. His body is just to die for. He's got curves for days!

But every time I try to talk with him he does his normal flirty-lap dance thing. Not that I don't mind! It's just that my dad would beat my ass if he saw me doing that type of thing with another man.

And I honestly would love to just hold a normal conversation with America. He seems like he would be interesting to talk to.

Although I have had a conversation with him once.

(Flashback)

I had found him crying in the ally way behind the bar a couple months ago. He was almost naked so I was looking away a lot when I went to ask if he was alright. " H-hey are you ok?" I asked stuttering way too much

"Does it fucking look like it, dipshit!" He screamed at me while still sobbing

"O-oh I'm sorry I should ha-"

"No it's fine, you were just checking up on me and, I took my anger out on you, it's my fault anyways" He interrupted, tears still flowing out of his eyes

"Oh, well would you mind telling me what happened?" I asked, not sure if it was a good idea

"It's fine I guess. Just some guy being a little too rough. And on top of that I had to get fucked b-by. Well that's not important. Just some kinky mother fucker wanted a show so me a-and somebody else had to give him one. And just because he gave my pops a couple fat stacks o' cash"

For some reason, me hearing about him getting hurt really pissed me off. I guess I knew what I was going to be doing after this. Finding that bastard that hurt America and beating the shit out of him.

"I'm sorry, that sounds like a load of crap." I replied trying to not sound was angry as I actually was

"Heh, yeah it is." He chuckled

His laugh sent waves of electricity down my spine. I could immediately feel my face go red, but before I could speak with him anymore we heard our names being called from the ally way door.

"Shit." We both cursed under our breath as we walked to the door.

As we got to the door I slowly scooted away from America since he was mostly naked, and my face was probably still a little red. My father might get suspicious.

Once we were nearing the door I could feel my father's glare without even looking at him. I looked over at America and saw he was visibly nervous.

Oh god.

We were both dead.

(Flashback ended)

Well actually we weren't dead- at least I wasn't- I only got a few slaps. I don't know what happened to America. Apparently he ran off right before a client had hired him.

That could mean bad things. I guess it would be as bad as me flaking out on a mission, and let me tell you, you do not want to do that. I remember the last time one of my siblings did.

I shivered just from thinking about it.

Right as I had calmed down, my father's deep and gravaly voice announced that we had arrived. My nerves immediately shot back up.

Well I'm so dead.

I can't even imagine myself kissing a women! How am I going to be able to have sex with one?

Right as we walked in the bar I saw an assortment of beautiful women. Nothing that I'd date of course, but all the same, I could respect how they flaunted their beauty.

But I was waiting to see someone else, but it seemed they weren't there. Right as I had been hit with the initial wave of disappointed I heard my father's voice right behind me.

"Go ahead son" He pressured "pick any of  the women you like" He said, emphasizing on the word women.

That meant-

Oh god he knew!

He had known all this time!

Was he that obvious?

He started to sweat. He was panicking a lot now. His father had known! What if he was the reason America was gone? Had he known that night?

Well he had to keep up the act to get his father to think he was straight. He look through the group of women in front of him and chose the nicest looking one.

She had strawberry blonde hair that was cut in a bob style. She wore a wine red fringed dress that showed her calves, with Ruby beads attached to the ends.

She had scarlet lipstick on with a light rosy color on her cheeks. And although she wore the same makeup as the others, she had kind and understanding eyes.

He pointed at the nice girl and almost immediately she was in front of him with her hand around his wrist.

He looked back at his father who seemed content. He sighed thinking he was free from his father's judgement.

And then realized he was being dragged into a private room by a prostitute. And the panic was back.

Once they were in the room the women quickly locked the door. "Oh mis I don't th-" Russia started

The woman interrupted him "I know you don't want what I have to offer." The woman said with understanding in her voice "I just don't want anyone barging in while we just talk."

Russia was confused. Why was this lady being so nice to him?

"I know this must be confusing, but I saw the way you reacted to those pretty girls. Anyone else your age would be at least a little excited, but I see that your not like them other boys"

"Oh thank you m-" He got cut off again

"So what's his name sugar?" She said without hesitation

Russia's face immediately turned bright red. How could he be so obvious?

He let out a sigh. "W-well his name is america"

"America!?" She exclaimed, pausing for a second to get her thoughts together "so that's why he's being kept up in a room all night. Your daddy didn't want you seein him" She said while giggling

"So not only did he know I didn't like women, but he also knew who I liked?" Russia said amazed but also scared

"I know sugar, it's gotta be scary thinkin about how much your daddy actually knows about you. I do wish people handled this type of thing better, but unfortunately that's the world we live in." She continued "I just hope my babies can grow up in a world where they can be what they wanna be, and feel how they wanna feel freely."

"Yeah I hope so too" Russia agreed

"Now." The lady started again "I'm gonna help you sneak to your lover's room."

At that comment Russia turned as red as his father's flag. Him and America being...... Lovers? The thought made his heart pound out of his chest.

"Ok sugar this way." The woman whispered.

Both Russia and the women were completely on edge. They had to stay alert so that Russia wasnt caught outside of the room.

After what seemed like hours of sneaking around, they had finally made it. The woman knocked on the door softly.

The door slowly opened up enough to see Americas face. Russia felt his heart flutter. "Ruth what are you doing here?" America whispered harshly "you know I'm not supposed to be out tonight!"

"Sorry sugar, but I got someone you might wanna see." Ruth said while looking around

After a few seconds she moved to the side so Russia was in view. America's face went from a look of unamusment to shock and then to pain. All while this was happening Ruth was listening out into the Hall next to them when she started to hear footsteps.

She panicked, and pushed both America and Russia into the room and shut the door. All while making herself look messy and hot.

As the person rounded the corner she tried to walk past the figure without having any contact with them. But right as she was about to walk past them, she felt her forearm being grabbed firmly.

She looked up to see Russia's father, Soviet Union. His eyes almost glowed yellow in the dark. "Why are you outside my son's room?" He asked, malice lacing his words

"O-oh" She stuttered

God damnit Ruth get it together. You are a tough woman. You can do this.

"We were just missing some.... Stuff" She lied

"I guess I'll leave you to it then" He began "you understand why I'm so strict on him. I can't let him turn out like that"

"Of course I understand sugar, after all you are his father" She said, lying through her teeth

She stood in that hall for a bit until she was sure the tall man was gone. She knocked on the door once again. It creaked open to reveal America and Russia standing next to each other.

She looked at both if them and smiled. They quickly returned it until they realized she was walking into the room. She grabbed a suitcase from the closet and started shoving in different clothes of different sizes, making sure they would have enough last for a while without weighing them down too much.

The two boys looked at her with confusion as she looked under pillows and blankets, and in the back of the closet. She revealed that she had been gathering any money that could be found in the room. She pulled up her dress to check stockings for any cash.

Once she had searched the whole room as well as herself, she closed the suitcase and handed it to russia. "Sugars you gotta get outta here" She pleaded "I've given y'all about $100 to keep ya afloat, as well as some clothes and anything else I could find that would be of use to you."

"Wait we're leaving?" America and Russia asked in unison

"Yup! Y'all gotta get outta here. It's not safe for you boys to live in this environment." She said giving them both warm smiles

She opened the window and gave both boys hugs. "I may have just met ya Russia, but I like ya." She then turned to America "America, you've been here for me when I've had hard times and I've tried my hardest to be there for you. I hope y'all live out y'alls life happily."

And before they could say anything to protest she shooed them towards the window pushing the suitcase into Russia's arms.

"But what about you Ruth?" America asked with Russia nodding

"Oh sugar, I'll be fine ya don't gotta worry 'bout me" She reassured

And with that the two carefully climbed out of the window and landed outside of it. Ruth handed them the suitcase and waved goodbye to them.

As they walked off into the night together, they felt a weight being lifted off their shoulders. They no longer had anything to tie them down. They almost felt free.

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Yeah so I'm sorry this took so long but sucks so much.

But yea there isn't much rusame in this. Idk maybe I'll write a part two.

Idk I hate my writing. Also, if anyone wants to give me tips on my writing I would love that.

Anyways Z out