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   "Ivaaaan~" you smiled at him, while cooking dinner. "Let's go to the beach tomorrow. Wouldn't that be fun?" You knew he had never been to the beach, as Russia, his homeland was a great expanse of cold. The beach was so very far away, and being in the north, the water would not be inviting. Tomorrow, the weatherman had said, would be warm, and so would the waters. It would be perfect. 
    "Beach? What is the beach?"
    Your jaw dropped. You thought he would at least know what a beach is, if he hadn't been to one... Evidently not.
    "Ivan, I don't care what you say now, we're going to the beach tomorrow."
    "Are there sunflowers?"
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   "Why are you dressing in such clothes?" he asked, pointing to your swimsuit. "Does this beach require skintight clothes?"
    "Ivan, the beach is full of water, and sand. It's warm there, with the wind blowing and the sea's waves coming at you from the ocean. This swimsuit is for swimming, so that I don't get dragged down with heavy clothes," you explained. He really didn't know what the ocean looked like, let alone a beach with sand and calm waves. 
    "Can I have my coat? Are there sunflowers? How about penguins... I hear they live by water. How about Matthew's Kumajirou? I hear polar bears eat penguins, and also live by water."
    You sighed. Ivan was a smart man, but sometimes, he wasn't very worldly. The beach would definitely enlighten him. 
    "Okay, Ivan. You'll understand when you get there. But first, you can't go in your coat. It will be too warm for that. No, penguins and polar bears don't live by beaches. They live in the cold, far, far up north, where there's ice. And water. They don't live in Russia, haha~"
~~~
    Ivan stood in his swim trunks, his well muscled chest standing out. His scarf stood out too - he would not allow you to remove it. His blonde hair whipped around in the wind, and his eyes were closed, savoring the feeling of the wind, and listening to the sound of waves breaking on the sand and receding back into the ocean. 
    "This. Is the beach, sunflower?"
    You leaned on his arm, letting him carry some of your weight. "Yes, Ivan. Isn't it beautiful?" You too, allowed your eyes to shut, to allow the rest of your senses take over and relish the sensations of the beach. 
    Without further adieu, you leaped from his side and ran toward the water. 
    "Ivan! Let's go! The water is probably just right. It'll be fun!" you yelled back, as your feet splashed into the edges of the ocean. 
    "Sunflower... Will you not drown? Is the water... Like the bath?"
    "Come on, Ivan. Water's water. You didn't drown in the bath, so you won't drown here." You ran back and began dragging him to the water's edge while he resisted futilely.  "Ivaaaan. Come. For me, won't you?"
    He hesitated just a moment more, but his feet were already in the water. "This is... The ocean? I am standing in a big puddle?" 
    You laughed, loudly and raucously, falling onto his chest and pounding him lightly with your fists, while he held you to him, trying to keep you from falling over in laughter. Ivan was just like that sometimes, and it was endearing, to see someone so tall and powerful, confused by something as ubiquitous as water. A big puddle. 
    "I-Iva-Ivan," you gasped, attempting to contain your mirth. "A big puddle... Yes, it's a big puddle. A very big puddle, even bigger than Mother Russia!" you said, flinging your arms out to display the ocean's largeness. 
    He cocked his head to the side, deciding to take your word for it. A puddle couldn't be bigger than his dear Mother Russia. Nothing could be bigger than Mother Russia. But the took your word for it. His sunflower wouldn't lie to him. 
    "Does the puddle taste like water? It is water, yes, sunflower?" Before you could tell him that it was salty, Ivan scooped a great handful in his great big hands and gulped it down. 
    He spat. "It is salty... Why would the ocean be salty."
    "Oh, Ivan... It doesn't matter. Let's just play, okay?" 
    Without warning, you splashed water at him, and ran away as quickly as possible. But Ivan's legs were long, and his Russian reflexes honed. The moment you moved to splash him, he had already taken a step toward you. Before you ran even five steps, he had already caught you up in a great bear hug, lifting you from the water. 
    "Sunflower, this is like a great bathtub... We can splash water." 
    He let you go and kicked his leg from the water, soaking you with the wave he had brought up. It was time to get revenge. 
~~~
    Hours later, you lay resting on the sand, Ivan by your side, the both of you trying to dry out before the sun set. 
    "Sunflower, that was amusing. We should come back. I should create a beach in Russia, so my people may enjoy it as well." 
    You turned to face him and placed a hand on his cheek. "The beach is great, isn't it. Though your scarf is wet now too... Now I have to wash it. I told you not to bring it..." 
    He turned his head and held the hand that was on his cheek. "It is my scarf, and it will not leave me, nor will you, my dear sunflower." 
~~~
    It was a week after your trip to the beach with Ivan. You still remembered the expression of confusion, then the delight in 'the big puddle' - but it would be something you remembered for a long time. 
    Now that Ivan had made acquaintances with the beach, he was constantly taking baths and showers whenever possible, pretending it was the beach all over again. 
    "Ivan, are you taking a bath again?" you sighed. Probably playing with water again... Can't hear me over the waterworks. 
    You decided to barge into the bathroom. Just as you opened the door, a wave of water hit you across the face. 
    "Sunflower! I did not expect you at the moment..." he said, trying to keep a smile down. He was in the bathtub, splashing and attempting to create the waves that nature did on its own. 
    You blinked the water from your eyes and then stared at him. "Ivan, you're too in love with the water, now that I brought you to the beach." He nodded happily, as if he weren't sorry at all for soaking you.
    "Would you like to join me?" he asked sincerely. Blushing hard, you ignored his question and said, "You're going to wrinkle. Come on. Out. Besides, it's time for dinner." You grabbed a towel and left Ivan in the bathtub, hoping you would allow him just a few minutes more. 
~~~
    "Ivan. This is getting to be a problem..." you said, confronting him face to face. 
    "What, what?" he asked, as if nothing was particularly wrong. Of course something was wrong. He was totally in love with the beach (because Russia is too cold for it?) but it wasn't helping you in the house with him in the bathroom all the time. 
    He sensed you were angry and tried to alleviate it by hugging you. Naturally, you allowed him to do so, as he would sulk and get depressed later if you rejected him right off the bat. Besides, you liked it, no matter how angry you felt. 
    "Ivan. You can't be in the bathroom all the time. I can't do everything alone. Of course you can enjoy the bath from time to time, but I need help around the house. Please help me first, and then you can go play, okay?" 
    He smiled nonchalantly and patted your head, "Okay, sunflower. Ivan can help."
~~~
    The next couple of days went by in a blur. Ivan heeded your suggestions, and was a great help in redecorating, cooking, cleaning, and all the household chores that need to be done. Of course, he also made time for you, and for the make-believe beach in the bathroom. You decided he pined too long for the beach, but you didn't want to risk a depression mode if you took him there again, only to meet the beach for a fleeting moment, and come home too soon. Something different, yet similar would be needed to ease his want of water. 
    "Ivaaan~ Come here, would you?" you smiled sweetly, while cooking dinner.  
    He circled your waist with his arms and pulled your back to his chest. "Yes?" 
    "Let's go to the aquarium tomorrow. Wouldn't that be fun?"

    You looked up to meet his violet eyes. They shone with great joy. 
    "Yes, sunflower~ That would be a very fun." 
This was written (in part) for: jeb4700.deviantart.com/
Daydreaming during testing brings up strange ideas... It IS strange, right...? 

I feel like Ivan is the kind of person that knows a lot of stuff, but is stuck in a child's mind. Ohh, now that I think about it, it reminds of that Wallflower book. Forgot its exact title... Anyway, that's the personality Ivan has in this particular story. I do hope it came across to you readers... and I do hope it was fluffy. (o u o)
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Nada10100 Featured By Owner Sep 23, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
(^J^) Ami, sunflower.
~(owo)~ Da. Oh you wanna go to the beach again okay!
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Germanyfan123321 Featured By Owner Aug 1, 2014
I really enjoyed this one mostly because you didn't over due the amount to the fluffness :3
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NayKiler Featured By Owner Jun 20, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Awwww so cute ^w^ *hugs Ivan* Good job Author-chan :D
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russiankotori Featured By Owner Apr 19, 2014  Hobbyist
Y'mean the Perks of Being a Wallflower?
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Aerionisa Featured By Owner Apr 19, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Haha, you're right~ I read it... about a year (or two) ago. That's too long to remember one title... 

Idunno, I just think Ivan is somewhat like Charlie, no? Such genius in such a naive mind. 
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russiankotori Featured By Owner Apr 24, 2014  Hobbyist
Oh, now that you've got me thinking about it...yes. They're alike. 
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Sanactras Featured By Owner Mar 22, 2014  Student
;w;

I was murdered by a cutesy wootsy fanfic... xD
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Aerionisa Featured By Owner Mar 22, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Don't expect revival, LOL. You'll never live again, if you continue reading inserts. [the good ones, at least...] 
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Sanactras Featured By Owner Mar 23, 2014  Student
XD True story. :icontruestoryplz:
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GodIsCrying4U Featured By Owner Mar 21, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
The aquarium...? Oh good God....
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