Summary: He loved her. She hated him. Or so she says. However, when she needs someone to care for her the most, he comes to her. Can she except his love? Can they hide it from her over protective brother? Why aren't you reading this yet? A Lithuania X Belarus story. Rating may change depending on where this goes.

It was a quiet morning in the Russian house(or mansion actually) as the three Baltic servants ran around frantically trying to make breakfast for their master and his two sisters.

Estonia was pouring coffee into three large mugs while Latvia was busy baking the bread for fresh butterbrots. Lithuania stood by the stove, frying eggs and cooking toast and cheese.

He placed the fried eggs and toast on three large plates and collected the rest of the food from his two friends and fellow servants. Estonia and he carried the plates out to the master dinning room while Latvia carried out the drinks.

Russia sat at the center of the table, a childish(and sosomewhat creepy) grin on his face. To the left of him was his eldest sister, Ukraine. She sat quietly, sewing the top button of her shirt that had popped off due to Her gigantic breasts. To Russia right was his younger sister, Belarus. She had an emotionless expression on her face as she cleaned her knife with a wet rag. Latvia place the drinks on the table and bowed before quickly running out of the room. Estonia place the food in front of Russia and Ukraine, while Lithuania gave Belarus her food. He couldn't help but gaze admirably at her porcelain-like face.

Estonia waited quietly as Russia took a bite of his food. He knew quit well that is their master didn't like it, they'd be dead. Fortunately he smiled as he ate, so he most likely enjoyed it. Estonia sighed with relief and ran out of the room to meet Latvia.

Lithuania found himself paralyzed, staring at Belarus porcelain like features. Her violet eyes sparkled in the dim light of the room. Her snowy white hair was pulled into a braid tied up by a light blue ribbon.

Belarus noticed Lithuania's stare at her and turned her head to glare at him. He quickly Broke his gaze and stumbled backwards, bowing awkwardly.

"I-I hope y-you e-enjoy it." He shuddered, fearing she would unleash her knife on him.

Belarus simply returned her gaze to her knife. Lithuania ran out of the room, but turned back to peak his head though the door frame. He watched as she ate and occasionally giving flirty glances to her brother. Lithuania sighed. He had been in love with her ever scene they we're small. She, however, only had eyes for her brother and wouldn't even give him the time of day. His only wish was that she would return his feeling.

Little did he know that his wish would come true very soon.

It's was late at night and Lithuania found himself unable to sleep. So because of this, he started walking down the halls of the mansion. It was about 11:10. He assumed the Russians had just recently went to bed. Baltic go to bed early because of the time they have to get up.

As he walked down the dim hallway, he heard a soft sniff come from the end of the hallway. Curious, Lithuania followed to noise. As he got closer, he could make out the sounds of sobs and hiccups. The only ones in the house were the Baltic and Russians, and at this hour, he wondered who would be he made his way toward the source of the noise, he found himself in front of the one and only Belarus's room.

Lithuania pressed his ear against the door, and could here her sobbing loud and clear. His hand had unconsciously wrapped itself around the doorknob. Opening the door slowly, he could make out a feminine figure sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Belarus?" He spoke softly.

A knife was suddenly thrown and hit the door frame, leaving a small cut on his face.

"GET OUT!" She yelled, her voice was fragile from crying.

Lithuania slowly walked towards her, wanting more than anything to comfort her. She threw another knife, which he dodged with ease. Not many people know this, but when he was working for America, America had trained him in fighting and warfare. Over the years, he had become a pro in gun shooting, and could dodged any bullets that were shot his way. A knife was easy compared to that.

Finally running out of knives, Belarus sat back down on her bed in defeat. Lithuania found his chance, and sat down next to her. She turned her head away from him.

"Go away" she said coldly.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"None of your business!" She snapped turning to meet his green eyes.

"Please tell me" Lithuania said. Belarus was about to snap at him again but stopped at the look of concern and compassion she was giving her. In the dim light she could make out his features. His long Brown hair hung measly over his shoulders and in his eyes. His blue nightshade was tight around his chest, revealing some of his lean looked kind of...handsome. Sighing she rested her head in her hands.

"I saw them" she said, her voice cracking.

"Saw who?"

Belarus sniffed. "Katyasha and Ivan" Lithuania nodded at the use of Ukraine and Russia human names. Silent tears were now rolling down her cheek. "I-I was walking to my bedroom when I saw them by Ivan's bedroom. Katyasha said goodnight and then-" she started to sob uncontrollably into her hands.

"Then what?" Lithuania asked resting his hand on Her shoulder in a comforting manner.

" H-he k-kissed her! A p-passionate kiss. Y-you could t-tell t-that he loved her, more than a big sister! A-and the w-way he look at her! H-he never look at me l-like that!" She broke into a fit of sobs.

Lithuania, desperate to comfort her, put his arm over her shoulder and pulled her close to him. She was about to protest, maybe kick him in the soft spot, but was stopped be the sound of his beating heart. The sound comforted her for some reason. His embrace made a warm feeling run though her body. She found herself clinging on the the green fabric of his Lithuanian military uniform. He rubbed the back of her head and drew small circles on her shoulders as she sobbed into his chest

After a few minutes of silence, Lithuania spoke up.

"Russia's an idiot"

Belarus gasped at the language he used to describe his master, but made to protest against it.

Lithuania continued. "Your beautiful, brave, and strong. Anyone who doesn't realize that must be blind. Your amazing, and any man who doesn't love you would be an idiot."

Belarus's eyes widened and her cheeks suddenly felt hot. She looked up, but Lithuania wouldn't meet her gaze. He seem lost in thought. She gazed up into his deep green eyes.

"Lithuania" she spoke. He looked down at her. She leaned up and kissed him on the cheek. His eyes widened at Her sudden show of emotion.

When she removed her lips from his cheek, she got up from the side of the bed and walked towards the window and watched as small rain drops started to tap on the window.

"Lithuania?" She asked after a long moment of silence."Will you stay with me tonight?"

Lithuania blinked. The girl of his dream had just asked him to stay with her! He could only nod, to shocked to speak. A small hint of a smile spread on her lips as she stepped off the window sill and motioned for Lithuania to lie down on the bed. He did as she commanded and layed down on the left side of the bed as Belarus layed next to him. Much to his surprise, Belarus scooted closer to him and rested her head on his chest.

"Belarus?" Lithuania spoke.

"Natalie" she corrected.

Lithuania nodded. " Natalie?" it felt weird referring to her as her human name, but he kind of enjoyed it, seeing as it has a nice ring to it.

He never got to say what he wanted because she had already fell asleep. Lithuania smiled at her sleeping figure.

"Goodnight" he whispered as he closed his eyes and drifted off into slumber.

Authors Note: My first fanfiction posted! WOO HOO! Anyway, I love this pairing. The next Chapter Will be up tomorrow. Please review. Flames welcomed.

this Chapter was inspired by the song "What Hurts The Most" by Rascle Flats.