I Wish They'd Just Die- RussiaxReader

     You watched the World Conference continue with irritation.  You were not having a great week at all.  First on Sunday, England set your kitchen on fire while trying to cook scones.  Monday, your Boss decided to lock you in a room with France.  Tuesday, America replaced all of your food with McDonalds that had molded and gave you food poisoning.  Wednesday, you caught a horrible fever with migraines to accompany it and Germany would not stop building whatever it was that he was building with power tools.  And on Thursday, Italy ran over your dog while driving Japan home.
    But today was the worst day so far.  You had to stay awake until 4:00 A.M. to finish your presentation that was due today, your alarm clock decieded to not get you up in time for the meeting so your (h\c) hair was an absolute mess and your normally (e\c) eyes were bloodshot.  You had also managed to put your shirt on backwards in your haste.  Not to mention that Prussia, France and Spain thought it would be funny to replace your presentation with... well let's just say they replaced it and made you look like a pervert.  Lastly, your back was killing you because China hit your lower back with his wok on accident, causing it to sear with pain every time you moved.  'I wish they'd just die right now.' You thought to yourself with a creepy smile.
     "(Name) are you okay?" Spain asked you.  You turn and glare at him.
     "Leave.  Me.  The.  Hell.  Alone." You growl out darkly.  "I'm not having the best week because of you idiots."
     At that, all the nations began arguing over who caused you the most harm.  The only people who weren't fighting were Japan, Italy, Dracora, Switzerland, his sister and Russia, who was watching you the entire time.  You hissed in irritation and grabbed the microphone that America brought for karaoke.  A dark aura twisted itself around you as you looked over the nations.  "SHUT UP!" You shouted at them before leaving the room.  Little did you know that you were being followed by a certain Russian.
     You sighed in frustration as you paced back and forth in the hallway, complete;y unaware of the violet eyes watching you.  You suddenly felt an intimidating presence behind you and whirled around to face Russia.  "Chto s toboi moya printsessa? U Vas yest' plokhoi den'?" He asked you.
     "I'm having the worst week of my life." You replied  you then proceeded to explain the events of this week to the Russian man.  For some reason you weren't scared of him like the others, maybe it was because you liked him that you trusted him so much.  "Currently, I wish they'd just die right now."
     Russia nodded in agreement.  He smiled sweetly at you.  "You're going to have a good day today though, da?" Russia asked as he came closer to you.
     "What are yo-!" Russia cut you off with a powerful kiss.  Your (e\c) eyes widened in surprise.  You got over your initial shock and kissed him back.
     "Russia pulled away and smiled once again."Your week is better da?" He asked you.  You simply nodded in reply.  "Good.  YA lyublyu tebya."
     "I love you too Russia." You told him.  Russia chuckled and pulled you into a protective hug..
     After a minute or two of happy silence, Russia spoke.  "I hope you know that I'll kill anyone who hurts my (Name)." He stated in a child-like voice.
     "I know.  But can we not tell your sister?"