Disclamer: I don't own any of the Hetalia-Axis Power characters they belong to Hidekaz Himaruya

Why don't you love me?

Darkness surrounded her. The only sound was her breathing which echoed around the room. It hurt so much. All she wanted was to be one with him again, but everytime she tried he just pushed her further and further away not knowing how much she was hurting. They had once been together and everything had been perfect, but then he had wanted more. Their family had grown. Lithuania. Estonia. Latvia. They had taken his love away from her.

Now all he saw in her was a shell of what his little sister used to be. He was scared of her. The one way she never wanted him to feel about her. But it wasn't her fault. Years of obsesive longing had changed her. Now there was only one thing she wanted. Him.

She reached out and gently took the single sunflower from it's vase. She stared at it with tourtured eyes. She didn't understand why he loved this flower. Maybe that's why he didn't love her. She turned her eyes to the dagger in her other hand. He was just like this flower happy, bright, perfect. While she was just like the dagger, small and beautiful but sharp and deadly.

Why didn't he see things her way? They were meant to be. In all the stories a handsome prince would sweep a lonely young girl off her feet. Treasure her, care for her, love her. She would give anything to be with him. Why didn't he want her?

He did when they were younger. Just starting out in the world. He would be the perfect big brother. He would look out for her and think she was special , but now it's different. Now the one he cares about is Lithuania. Haterd swirled in her eyes. Her grip on the flower and dagger tightened. After he joined their family eveerything changed. He had Russia'a attention now. He was the one that Russia wanted, and what was she. She was left behind. Only remebered as his psyco little sister.

But that will not stop her. She will just have to keep trying. She will always be their for him when everyone else is gone. She will be the one to look after him. He will see it her way in the end. She slowly turned the dagger in her hand and watched as it shined in the darkness. Differences only made people stronger she though as the sunflower and dagger slipped from her hands. Her eyes widened as she saw the flower fall. Instead of tall and strong it had withered in her grip. As the dagger clatterd to the floor she saw a glance of her reflection which showed a beautiful, young girl with silent tears running down her face.

AN: I wanted to show Belarus and Russia's relationship from her point of view. Please tell me what you think.