Russia & Canada: Untouchable (Part Two)

Fem!Russia – Vasya

Canada – Matthew

"Look at him. Who does he think he is?"

"He's not man enough for her. He doesn't deserve her attention."

"Smug little bastard. He looks like a girl."

Vasya felt her lips stretch into a thin smile. Rage was boiling her blood and she felt ready to kill someone. Particularly the three little pidaras nearby who had the nerve to insult her beloved Matvey. It had been barely a few weeks ago that the little blonde man from Office Management had appeared in her doorway baring sunflowers. She was very happy with her Matvey. He was the sweetest, most considerate little thing she had ever seen. He was soft spoken and easy to manipulate but he had a passion hidden beneath that shy personality. She loved pushing him until he snapped. He was adorable when he cried but he was so sexy when he was angry. It made her want to eat him up.

Matvey was her precious treasure and she wouldn't stand for anyone to insult him.

"Matvey, fetch me a drink, da?" She asked sweetly, squeezing his elbow ever so slightly. Nodding, the blonde man excused himself before making his way through the crowd toward the refreshments. Vasya kept her eyes on the back of his head as she slowly stepped back toward the three men who had spoken ill of her date.

"If you dare say another vord about my Matvey, you vill find yourselves beneath several feet of vater. But it vill be a blow to ze 'ead that kills you."

Vasya looked over her shoulder only to affirm that they understood, sheer terror overtaking their features. She laughed softly as she stepped away from them, making her way toward her beloved sunflower. She frowned once more, however, when she spotted him.

The poor thing had been swarmed by some of the young single women attending the party. They were all much shorter than him, dressed in their skimpy, cheap dresses, trying to tempt every man in the room with their skin and lack of charm. They were like those ugly roses Vasya hated and they were making a move on her Matvey.

"Matvey."

The young man looked up in attention. He was like a little puppy, devoted and obedient to his master. When he spotted her, he shyly excused himself and made his way toward her as quickly as he could. He offered her a drink. She took it and his as well, shoving them at one of the girls who had followed him.

"I vish to leave now." She stated firmly.

"I'm sorry. Are you tired? Shall I get the car?" Matthew asked, genuine concern forming on his face. Vasya hid her smile. This boy was far too open with his emotions, far too honest. That's what made him so easy to manipulate.

"Het, I am not tired. But I do not vish to stay. Valk viz me?"

Nodding, the man offered her his arm. She hugged it gracefully, smirking.

No one was allowed to insult her Matvey. No one was allowed to steal her Matvey.

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06/14/11