A/N: So this fic is a oneshot I wrote for a collection that I posted on fanfiction, but for some reason it's been glitching out a lot lately, so I'm posting them separately as well, just in case. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia

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Bella sat in front of her dresser, a gilded hand mirror position in front of her smiling face; and a silky emerald green robe tied with a sash around her waist. She had a large selection of makeup in front of her, gifts from Feliks and Elizabeta. She had never used any before, she preferred to go au natural, but she wanted to look good for her date with Antonio that evening. It was early afternoon at the moment, and the light was filtering in through the sheer yellow curtains that were hanging in front of her balcony doors. It filled the room with a warm lightness.

Picking up a tube of strawberry flavoured chapstick, she removed the top and spread it across her slightly pouted lips, before staring critically at her appearance, her head turning back and forth to scrutinise her lips from every angle. She sighed; this colour was too pale, it was nothing like a strawberry! Picking up a tissue from the box on the dresser; she rubbed it off, leaving a pale streak of pink across the tissue, which was then discarded off to the side, to join the growing pile of other used tissues.

She knew Antonio didn't particularly mind how she looked at any time, but tonight was their one year anniversary, and she wanted to make it just a little more special with the help of light makeup, (as well as her new lingerie, but that's something else entirely) So far she had tried on a million colours and types of lipgloss, lipstick, and chapstick, but none of them had seemed right. Slouching back, she stared hard at the wide array in front of her.

She picked up a red tube, looking contemplatively at it. Cherry, hmmmm… she hadn't tried that one yet. The bouncy blonde tugged on the cap and twisted it up so that it peeked out over the edge. Pressing it to her lips, it glided smoothly across, leaving a bright red streak behind. As she reached down to pick up her mirror, the door to her bedroom swung open.

Antonio wandered into the room, smiling brightly at her.

"I made us some lunch, cariño. Would you like some?"

Bella smiled and nodded, turning back to her dresser and placing the tube back down.

"I would love that! Just let me clear up here."

"Wait!" Antonio exclaimed suddenly, "Is that cherry?"

Bella picked the tube back up and rolled it in her hand, "Yes… it is."

"Oh! Let me try some por favor?" Bella stared at him silently for a moment, he wanted to try some? But then sometimes she thought that Spain didn't have both oars in the water… so it wasn't completely unusual.

"Sure," She held out the vibrant red tube for him to take, but to her surprise he instead grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her in towards him, pressing his mouth against hers before pulling back slightly and running his tongue swiftly across her plump lower lip. When he pulled back, she stared blankly up at him, her emerald green eyes wide and her cheeks almost as bright as the chapstick.

"mmm…" Antonio spoke softly, sensually, and it made Bella blush even harder. "I can't wait to get some more of that later." And with that said, he released her wrist and left the room, shutting the door behind him.

As she pressed her fingertips to her lips in shock, Bella couldn't help but wonder if he meant the cherry chapstick, or… her. She cleared away the rest of the makeup, oh yes, she had made her choice.

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A/N: This was the first time I had ever written a fic about Belgium, so I hope it was good! Leave a review please! ^J^