Mongolia, Russia, and China~

Yao frowns feeling the smallers arm, "Does this hurt? Genghis can wait, aru...you're more important right now."

"I-It only hurts a little... it's mostly numb," Ivan replied, flinching the slightest bit when his arm was jostled.

Immediately stops touching his arm, turns and starts walking for his car. "I'm taking you to the hospital, aru."

"N-Nyet! I don't want to go!" laksjdh was it ever mentioned that Ivan really hated hospitals? Because he did.

Didn't know such a thumb since no one seemed to mention it. ;n; "You're injured, Vanya. I'm taking you to a clinic at least.", decides to just leave and send Genghis a text message later. Pilaf his keys pouts of his public and unlocks the car.

"I-I'm not hurt too bad!" Ivan vainly tried to wiggle out of the other's grasp.

Yao, ignoring the smaller's struggles, sets Ivan in the car seat and buckles him in. "You are not, aru."

Ivan started to wiggle even more as he was strapped in, trying his hardest to free himself. "L-Let's just go inside, Yao-Yao..."

"After you get checked out, aru.", Yao closes the door and goes around to get in the driver's seat.

Ivan pouted, wiggling in his seat and struggling with the safety belt. "Y-Yao-Yao, this isn't fair..." he whined, bottom lip quivering a little.

Yao gets in the car and buckles up. "I'm sorry, Vanya, but I just want to be sure that you don't have anything wrong, aru."

"B-But really, nothing is wrong... J-Just a strained muscle, I'm sure..." Ivan flushed, wiggling a little more. "S-Shouldn't you at least tell Genghis we're leaving..?"

"I'll send him a message when we get to the hospital, aru.", starts driving,

Ivan huffed, finally just giving up and leaning back in his seat, glarepouting out the window. "I hate hospitals." He said once more, trying to sound as upset as he could muster, hoping the other would change his mind. "They stink worse than Mongolia."

Yao smiled. "I find that hard to agree with. Genghis, when he was little, would never take a bath. I had to force him, aru.", glances down at Ivan then back at the road.

"Hmph. He smells like horse shit, but hospitals smell too clean. They make me sick to my stomach." Ivan refused to look at the Asian man. How could he possibly be taking him to that dreadful place, full of disease, death, injuries, and disgusting food?

"Vanya, you don't mean that. And stop overreacting, aru. The hospital isn't that bad.", lalala, drives calmly.

"I mean everything I say." Ivan pouted, kicking the dashboard in front of him in his childish anger. "Genghis smells like horseshit, but hospitals smell worse than him." Kick. "M'not over-reacting." Kick. "You're being mean." Kick. "Just like Genghis." Kick.

"Ivan...I am not being mean...I'm just making sure you're ok...", Yao sighs as the smaller kicks the dashboard. "Please stop that Vanya..."

"But I hate hospitals..." Ivan glared out the window, kicking the dashboard again in spite.

Yao sighs giving up on reasoning with the russian in this condition and just drives to the nearest clinic.

Ivan just glared out the window, pouting the entire time asldkfhj.

Soon after Yao pulls into the parking lot of a small clinic and easily finds a parking space, he turns off the cart after parking and unbuckles his seatbelt. "After this we'll do whatever you want, ok, Ivan?"

"Like throwing rocks at Mongolia's ugly face?"

"Not that.", Yao frowns at the smaller.