Wow another story! This is a plot bunny that just wouldn't go away!

I don't own Hetalia.

Toris Lorinaitis is a vampire plain and simple, he always has been and he always will be.

Ivan Braginski is a vampire as well, but he wasn't always one, but he will be for all eternity.

Now, Natalia Braginski is a special case, she claims she is human, but she hasn't been for a very long time.

How could she stay looking like she's sixteen for hundreds of years then?

But, that isn't the main point of this story.

For in the life of a vampire nothing is really a main point at all.

When you're a vampire you've got time on your hands, time to do whatever the hell you want, whenever the hell you want to do it. Right?

Wrong.

Now in actuality being a vampire is a very dreary life. Maybe scare some humans here get some good blood there. Simple routines follow every day. If you're lucky, meet another vampire and get married. Scare some more humans, simple things. But never under any circumstances are you to bite a human's neck. Arm? Fine. Leg? Sure. Foot? If that what you're into go on ahead.

But, never the neck. We don't need anymore vampires, after Dracula there was barely any blood to go around. He was such a melodramatic. Ooo, look at me I'm a fucking BAT. So scary. Why didn't anyone just grab a broom and smack him? Pack of IDIOTS that's what they were.

Speaking of melodramatic, Edward Cullen is a liar, vampires do not SPARKLE. What a load of bullshit. I know vampires who live in the fucking BAHAMA'S and they don't sparkle, not one bit. I don't know what crack that Bella girl was on, but she must have a pretty good dealer.

But, young children, for that is what you are, this story is not about Dracula or Edward Cullensparkle for that matter. This story is about Toris. As stated earlier Toris is a vampire. Toris has brown hair and green eyes. He likes to cook and he also likes people with a blood type B, but he's not picky. Toris also is clumsy and has very bad luck. He wanted a simple life but trouble just seems to follow him.

Let us start this story where his troubles began…

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In a time when everyone lived in villages and no one moved ever. There was a small village by the name of Glemboch. Now, Glemboch was a normal little village, everyone knew everything about everyone. Who was engaged to who, who died last week, the baker's shenanigans with the shoemaker's wife, things like that.

And if you lived in Glemboch there was one thing that everyone knew, that up on that mountain over looking the town in that stone castle lived a vampire. And that vampire if you weren't careful would come down and eat your children! The townspeople would nod there heads at these statements. Claiming it true and telling their children the same. So even those who could barely walk knew to not go up the mountain.

The vampire, who lived there, came down to the village every two weeks. He would purchase some very bloody beef from the butcher, some rolls from the baker, and some wheels of cheese from the dairy farmer. Then he would leave, his crimson cape swirling behind him.

Now even though this vampire apparently ATE children, everyone was always at the butcher's or the baker's or the dairy farmer's the day the vampire would come down to buy his goods. It was on one of these days that Toris the vampire met the Ivan the seven year old human for the very first time.

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Now the weather wasn't that bad, for it was early March, and all the birds were singing. But, as fate seems to have it, Ms. Braginski had come down with a cold. And on that particular day the Braginskis' needed milk. And fate would have it, being the small village that Glemboch was, that the Braginski family bought their milk from the same dairy farmer that sold the cheese wheels to the vampire. So on this early March day, Ms. Braginski sent her two oldest, Katyusha and Ivan, to buy some milk, while , the youngest, Natalia stayed home to care for her mother.

Now the village never really knew when the vampire would come down, they just knew that it happened roughly every two weeks. So when one of the boy's in the village, the shoemaker's eldest son, yelled out,

"The vampire cometh!" everyone was out on the streets just to get a glance at the immortal being. He barely spoke just to those he was buying from, that's it. He rode on a chestnut brown filly; he would tie her up at the town entrance and would collect his groceries. Then he would return and pack the groceries on the horse and ride back up the mountain.

Now on this day he got his meat from the butcher, his rolls from the baker and finally he arrived at the dairy farmer's to get his wheels of cheese.

When he arrived there the Braginskis were just finishing up. Katyusha held the milk and Ivan was paying the dairy farmer. When they were done they walk away.

"Sister, return to our mother and younger sister, I will stay in town for a while." Katyusha nodded.

"Yes, brother." And then she went home.

Now in the village of Glemboch the children loved to play. Like all children do. A very popular game in Glemboch was 'Copy Cat' the children would stand behind someone and imitate what they were doing.

Ivan Braginski had made up his mind; he would play 'Copy Cat' with the crimson cloaked stranger.

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Now, the dairy farmer's place was exactly on the other side of the village from the entrance. So the vampire would always walk across the village square to get back to his filly. Everyone in the village would usually be there to stare at the strange man. But on that early March day he looked even stranger. For a seven year old boy followed him.

When Toris stopped, Ivan stopped, when Toris walked, Ivan walked, when Toris's cloak swished, Ivan's scarf swished, and when Toris glared at an old women, Ivan glared too.

Now, Toris was a patient vampire much more patient then most. But, this human boy was poking at his last nerve. Losing all control he turned around and yelled,

"Stop following me child!" Ivan looked shocked for a moment then smiled sweetly and said,

"Heh… Mister you're teeth are sharp!"

"…" Mothers shielded their children's eyes; for sure that Ivan would be killed on the spot. But then something amazing happened, Toris laughed a loud laugh and kneeled down to the boy's height, putting his hands on Ivan's shoulders.

"Why yes young one my teeth are very sharp." Said Toris, grinning.

"They are mister, they really are! Can I touch them mister, please?"

"I don't see why not." Toris then opened his mouth and Ivan gently poked one of the canines.

"Ow,"said Ivan, "It pricked me!"

"Now let me see that." said Toris holding up the finger.

"Why that is a prick! You are a very brave boy for not yelling out." Toris then pulled the ribbon out of his hair and wrapped it around the finger.

"Better?"

"Yes mister, you are very kind." Toris smiled at that.

"What is your name little one?"

"Ivan, mister!What's yours?"

"You may call me Toris."

"Okay mister!"

"In two weeks time let us meet again. I shall be waiting for you at the butcher's."

"Okay! Bye-Bye mister!"

"Goodbye Ivan."

Then the vampire left. The town's people stared in wonderment at Ivan. Wondering how he could talk so calmly to the vampire. He had always been a strange kid.

And it could only get stranger from here.

So love or hate? Review me the answer! Little Ivan is adorable!