Matthew let out a small eep as he was suddenly pulled into a room, and then a closet. The door closed and he was left in complete darkness. Someone was hugging him.

As soon as his eyes adjusted, he could see who his captor was.

"Ivan? Why-"

He was cut off with a small kiss.

"Become one with Russia?" Ivan asked when he pulled away.

"Me? Why me?" Matthew could feel the blush spreading across his cheeks. He never did get a verbal answer. Ivan just kissed him again, a bit more desperately. Matthew felt his blush increase tenfold when a thought came to him.

Does Ivan love me?

He took a deep breath and stood up on tiptoe, and kissed Ivan himself. Ivan's hug tightened, and he repeated, softly this time,

"Become one with Russia?"

Matt just nodded.

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Extra

Feliks scowled at the mess in the closet of the fifth room on the right of the third floor.

"Liet, someone has been, like, totally using our closet."

"Feliks, I don't think that this is our closet. I mean, this is the UN meeting building, and it's not like we own this part of it or anything-"

"Come on, Liet, let's go find out who was using our closet!"

Through some heavy investigating, they were able to uncover who was missing at the meeting.

Francis, Arthur, Antonio, Lovino, Ivan, Matthew, Roderich and Elizeveta.

Everyone knew that Francis and Arthur did it in the linen closet on the first floor, Antonio and Lovino used a meeting room on the fifth floor, and Roderich and Elizeveta used a closet on the fourth floor.

But Matthew had never even missed a meeting before, and Ivan… never did bad things in the UN building.

Feliks sighed.

"Liet, I guess will, like, never know."

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Author's note: Well... This was inspired by an amazing drawing on DA. (All praise the mighty SayameRenth!) ---- http:// .com /art /There-s-two-missing-111534416 (take out the spaces)

This is my first drabble-thing ever....

And this is not my usual pairing.

UGH I HAVE 2 REQUESTS, 3 AMERICAxCANADAs, AND 1 RUSSIAxAMERICA TO WRITE AND A CHEM TEST TO STUDY FOR AND I SPEND TIME ON A DRABBLE-THING.

-sigh- Procrastanation is love, as is the picture this is based off of.