"Liet?"
"Yeah?"
"Want to play some chess?"
Had he heard right? Poland wanted to play chess?
"Sure, Poland!"
"Okay! Dibs on the black pieces! Black is ,like, so awesome right now!"
"I guess I´ll be the white pieces, then."
"I wanna start!"
"But I thought the white pieces are suppose to start, Poland!"
"Yes, Liet BUT we are not playing chess. We are playing Poland Chess! How cool is that!"
Poland you are so weird, you make me laugh.
"Fine you start."
As they started playing Lithuania noticed that Poland was actually good at playing chess.
He was good! Lithuania didn't actually think Poland could be good at …CHESS!
"Liet?"
"Yeah?"
"Remember the ketchup stain that was in my favorite pink shirt?"
"Yeah.."
"Well it´s like totally gone!"
"Really…." Lithuania said obviously not paying attention to what Poland was saying. Poland knew that but that was rather irrelevant for him.
"Ohmygosh! Liet your hands! What happened?" Poland said. Lithuania´s hands were swollen and they were a bit pink.
"Oh, it´s nothing. Let´s continue playing…"
"Lithuania! Tell me what happened or I swear I´ll stop talking to you!" said Poland not noticing his Valley girl accent was gone.
"I´m not telling you!"
"I bet it was one of those creams or gels people use!"
"Creams?"
"Yeah, you know when they `do it´!"
"Are you trying to say I `did it´ with someone!"
"Yes."
"Poland damn you! I didn't! Even if I had, wouldn't have used one of those creams !"
"So you admit it!"
"No!"
"So you deny it!"
"No! I mean Yes!
"Tell me or I´ll kill myself!"
"You wouldn't. I know you too well."
Poland was already in the edge of chewing Lithuania´s head off but he decided to wait a bit more… just a bit more…
"Tell me!"
"No."
"Tell me or I´ll become one with Russia…" Poland said not really sure himself.
"…"
"Don't test me Lithuania!"
"Let´s just say it´s the result of buying really cheap detergent…"
"W-what?"
"Cheap detergent."
"You were the one who washed my shirt, right?"
Lithuania nodded.
"By h-hand?" Poland asked surprised. Mainly because he would never wash anything by hand
"It was the only way the stain would come off."
For Poland, that did it. He started crying as he hugged his best friend.
"I´m s-sorry!"
"It´s okay, Poland."
After Poland´s sobs ended everything became quiet.
A comfortable silence.
The y stayed like that for a while.
Then Lithuania said,
"Want to play chess?"
"No."
"Poland chess?"
"No, I have a better idea.
"What?"
"Lithuania Chess!"
Lithuania smiled.
Poland could have lots –tons- of defects but Poland was Poland.
His Poland.
No one could change that.
Never.
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My first LietPol fic. Finished! Yay!
Hope you guys enjoyed it just as much as I did.
I love this pairing!
Sorry for not uploading anything for a while.
Sorry to all the "Chat room" readers that I haven't uploaded the new chapter but don't worry! I will! Soon enough….
And Sorry to the "Homecoming bet" readers but I won't be uploading anything in ,like, 2 weeks! I'm really really sorry!
Also I´ve been thinking of publishing an old Alfred fic. since yesterday was July 4! Tell me what you think.
ALSO! If you are a Death note fan or a MelloMatt fan (or you are just bored) I just wanted to let you know that I will publish a new story^_^ yay!
Please REVIEW!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Hetalia! (Idk if I should add this but…I do not own Death note)