A/N: Well, there's a lot of things that need to be done on here.. But, my OTP's change constantly, so things don't get updated at all. I'm going to try to finish this story. This will probably get finished, considering that my RP person makes me love it like, a lot. (OMG, POLAND.) So, yeah.

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Black Dahlia

"Feliks, I love you." Lithuania said, hugging Poland tightly. "It will only be a few days and I'll be back."

"I know. I just hate you not being here." Poland said, hugging him back.

Lithuania heard the horn of the car honk. "I really have to go, hun. I call or text you. Bye, Poland."

Lithuania kissed Poland forehead and walked out the door. Poland sat down. He hated seeing him leave. He also worried about him. He knew that Lithuania could take care of himself, he just always had this weird feeling. If he wasn't with him, he could get hurt. Poland often thought about this. He tells himself not to worry, but he can't seem to stop. After the whole ordeal with Russia, he's always worried. He's just worried that Russia could be anywhere, to take his precious Liet away.

Lets just hope it doesn't happen.

Lithuania has gone away before and came back with nothing wrong with him. He's been healed with all of the pain Russia has shown him. He's not afraid if Poland touches him, kisses him, or anything of that nature. He's become quite used to it. He's afraid that Russia will find him and give Lithuania all the pain and fear back. Poland doesn't want that. He can't have that happen to him again. Russia stole him once before. He can't have him steal him again.

Lithuania stared out the window of the car. He already knew that Poland was worrying about him. He always did. He been on his own before. Poland didn't need to worry.

But, he knew why he worried.

It's always about Russia. Lithuania hated the man. He tortured him. Beat him. Scarred him. He put fear into him. Fear, pain, slavery, everything. Poland hated him more for that. He always growled when he saw the scars. He growled for each one. He vowed that he would kill Russia. Only if it wasn't illegal. Lithuania wouldn't mind if Russia was dead. It would make the world go around smoother. That what the meeting was about today. What would make the world go around smoother. He would probably stay quiet for the meeting, not wanting any thoughts coming out. Some thoughts might freak some people out. Lithuania laughed to himself. Another one would be the marriage of Lithuania and Poland. He always imagined himself getting married to Poland when they we're younger. Poland in a black tuxedo, him in a white one. Their rings would be a emerald with diamonds wrapped around it. Emerald because that's the color that gave him strength. Poland's already proposed to him. He said yes. He looks at the ring on his finger. It's an emerald on a silver band. He loves it. He loves the fact that Poland loves him.

In way that Russia never did.

Russia loved him to use him. He never was with him. He never worried. He always hurt him. He was evil. He always made Lithuania be submissive. He always made him obey.

Poland never did.

Poland made him feel equal. He never hurt him. Poland never left his side. He always worried about him. Just like he is now. 'I've always loved Poland. Russia knew that I did. He always knew. So he took me away from Poland. He saw that love. And he tried to sever it. But, love can't be severed. The pretty red string cannot be cut. And that's exactly what Russia tried to do.' Lithuania thought, as he started to drift off into sleep from the smoothness of the car.

TBC.

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