A/N: Hi! Princess of Prussia here! This is my first shoujo-ai fic (unless you count some of the drabbles in "25 Drabbles 25 Days"), and I have to say that I absolutely adore and ship this pairing of the two toughest girls of Hetalia, Belarus and Hungary. So this is the prologue, I'll try to post the next chapter somewhat soon, but no promises. Sorry it's not that long. I hope you all enjoy it.
Belarus had to fight her own feelings nowadays. They couldn't be her own; she must have someone else's feelings inside of her heart. She had always loved Russia, and that couldn't be changing now. There were so many great things about him. Like how he had accepted Belarus when everyone else had shunned her. Like how he always protected his little sister, his precious Belarus. He had given her a gift, a hair bow that Belarus wore every day, to show how grateful and loving she was of her wonderful older brother.
The alien feelings had started a couple of weeks ago, and Belarus had to admit that they made her feel wonderful inside. They made her incredibly hopeful, and hope was something to psychotic nation had all but lost, from her multiple rejections from Russia. Since those two weeks, everyone had noticed changes in the obsessive Belarus. She had stopped stalking Russia, and had stopped pleading with him to marry her. She had been happier, and nicer to her older sister, Katyusha. And, in a world meeting, when China had sat down next to her brother, instead of threatening him with her oh-so-famous knife, she had dreamily sat down next to her older sister without a fuss, as if in a happy dreamland. Yes, she still stuck close to her family, but Belarus had stopped having such a problem with the whole world. And everyone knew it was because she was finally falling in love. But she told herself no. She couldn't be moving on from Russia. She couldn't. And especially not with a girl.
But, the truth was, Belarus was moving on. She had fallen in love with the green-eyed frying pan-wielding nation, Hungary. When Hungary sat with her ex husband, Austria, at the world meeting where she let China sit next to her brother, Belarus had to force down the huge amounts of jealousy that rose up from inside of her. She had to clench her fists and breathe deeply, forcing herself to stay calm. There was no hope that Hungary would ever love her if she went all psychotic. And though Belarus told herself that she didn't even want Hungary's love, she knew deep down that she desired it more than anything she had ever wanted before. She was infatuated, and completely in love with Hungary, while with Russia she had only had the infatuation.
And tomorrow was a world meeting. Belarus couldn't wait to see Hungary again.