Wang Yao sighed, leaning his arms on a wall that came just above his waist. He smiled slightly, looking over the land and the sunset. His house was in such a perfect place, and the evening light seemed to bathe his garden which were full of summer time flowers. It was warm out, he notes, but a slight breeze stirred in the branches of the trees.

His amber eyes slowly closed and he took a deep breathe. Such a peaceful scene.

“Yao.” he opened his eyes and looked down to see a small boy tugging on his clothing. The boy was another nation that he had met, his appearance was quite adorable to the elder nation. He had short sandy blonde hair and piercing violet eyes that filled with innocence.

“What is it, Ivan?” he asked, smiling a kneeling down to the boy’s height. The young boy smiled and held out a flower to him. A sunflower.

“You’re very kind, da?” he said. “So this is for you. And...I want to marry you!” he added, his eyes shining with determination. “I love Yao, he is kind to me and takes care of me and means everything to me.”

“And I love you too, Ivan.” he chuckled, taking the flower. “But I can’t marry you.”

“B-but why not? I want to marry you, and then when I’m older we can have kids, and be a family!” he continued. Yao sighed.

“Hey, I’ll make you a promise, alright? When you become older, and are a big, strong nation, I’ll marry you. Sound good?” Ivan gave a nod and hugged Yao tightly.

“I will become the biggest nation then! I will become powerful! Then Yao will love me more, and we can have a good life with a family! I promise I’ll become strong!” he vowed. Yao kissed his forehead.

“I’m sure you will.”

-x-x-x- Years Later -x-x-x-

“I wonder if he even remembers that...” Yao muttered. He leaned against the small wall that had taken the old one’s place once it started to crumble so long ago. The garden had new flowers, but the sun still shone the same, the warmth and the wind gently blowing was still the same like that evening so long ago.

“Who remembers what?” Yao jumped at the voice, a voice with a thick russian accent. He spun on his heel to to Ivan standing there, his hands behind his back.

“Aiyah! Don’t do that!” Yao replied, a hand clamped to his chest. “You nearly gave me a heart attack!”

“Oh...I’m sorry, Yao-Yao~” he apologized, smiling childishly. That smile never changed, Yao thought, it was always that sweet and innocent smiled, ever since he was a child. “I just came to ask you something.”

“Then ask me.” the chinese man replied. Ivan took his hands from behind his back, showing a large sunflower. Something shined from the middle of the stem. Yao squinted and saw it was a ring.

“You know when I asked you to marry me, and you promised you would if I became big and strong?” he asked. Yao gave a nod as he continued. “I have worked many years for this, and I have done everything I could to become the biggest nation I could and to also become strong, da? So....would you honor me by being my spouse?” the elder nation felt his face flush.

“Shi. A promise is a promise, Ivan. I will marry you.” without another word, Ivan picked him up in a large hug and held him tightly. “Aiyah, Ivan, let me down!” as requested, the russian did as asked but kissed Yao’s lips lightly before giving him the flower.

“This makes me happy, da? I’ve been doing so much so you’ll be mine, Yao...I just want it to be us, and maybe children...our family.” Ivan grinned and Yao blushed more.

“Still with that silly dream? You know how children are made by now, don’t you? I’m sure if anything you’ve heard Francis’ stories.” he looked away. “We can’t have children, we’re both men.”

“Da, but not human...so let’s try.” Ivan said, picking up the elder nation bridal style and walking towards the house.

“IVAN BRAGINSKI!!!!! LET ME GO!!!” Yao cried but the slav didn’t do as told this time. Yao sighed and lightly punched his chest. Even if he couldn’t say it aloud, he really didn’t mind. He was happy, and that’s all that mattered to him besides Ivan.