Chapter 3
Belarus's POV
I walked back from the bathroom, trying to hide my embarrassment from before, I went back to the meeting room, which was now empty, everybody had left the room to go get snacks provided by Britain. I could only hope that someone had convinced Arthur to buying them rather than cook them himself. I sat down in Russia's chair, looking down at the broken pieces of my chairs that still sat of the floor, I sat there kicking the chunks of wood with my foot, for a couple of minutes, before turning and going through the things that sat of the table in front of Ivan's seat. I smiled down at his writing, so beautiful and elegance, his alphabet, so wonderful and unique; I shuffled through the piles of reports he had left, pausing to admire the wonderful pictures of his country, they were so beautiful, so much more beautiful than any other countries I have seen. I sat there for a few more minutes, just taking in the beauty of everything he did before I got too impatient. I walked to England's kitchen looking for my brother but found the room nearly empty. Only the Brit, France and Hong Kong sitting in the room, I noticed that only the Brit picked at the tray of food that sat on the table the others settled for what looked like tea and coffee. I walked in the room, and looked around confused. Where was everyone? England met my confused look, knowing what it meant.
"If you are looking for your brother and sister, they headed out to a coffee shop down the street. Though I am not sure why, I offered them all coffee and snacks here…yet, they still left," he looked down at his food, as if he wanted me to ask if I could have some. Sadly I was not exactly in a generous mood, and I was still hurt from his chair, I did not want to add a stomach ache from his food on top of that. I nodded thankful for the information and then turned to leave. "The meeting shall restart in an hour!" he called after me; I once again nodded acknowledging his statement.
I walked out of the Englishman's large home and onto the streets, the busy London life surrounded me, I wasn't exactly sure where exactly this coffee shop that everyone had went to be, but I thought I saw South Korea down the road, so I decided to head there. I guarded myself as I walked along the busy sidewalk, avoiding bumping to people as they rushed by. I paused a moment, analyzing the people as they past. There were so many different kinds of people, ranging from business-like and refined, to classic punk rock, it was amazing to see people just coexist so easily, like it was just another average day, it reminded me of… New York. I pushed that thought away, not wanting to think about that idiotic country. I hated how he just seemed to gravitate into my thoughts, it wasn't right; he had no place in my minds. My thoughts were cut off as I the coffee shop to an uproar of voices. The coffee shop seemed to be stuffed way past its limits and was filled with only familiar faces. Everyone was here, all the countries that had left in fear of England's cooking all sat in this one building. The shop seemed to quite big for a corner store coffee shop, but still, I saw as many of the countries stood, because of the lack of chairs and communicated with other countries who were at tables or booths, or perhaps standing just like the other ones, it remind me of high school seeing all the smiling face as they spoke with their friends after a long lecture. It was just like lunch period. Naturally I cringed at the thought of ever being in a situation like high school again, and looked for my brother
I found him rather easily, I could recognize his wonderful, strong voice a mile away, and I walked over him, please to see that he was nearby , sitting in a booth next to my sister. As I walked closer however I began to see that it was not only my sister he was with. Across from them sitting on the other side of the booth I saw America, and who I thought was Canada, also the country of China stood close by as he and brother chatted. I felt my hand tighten into a fist and inch towards the knife. It was only knee jerk reaction. Whenever I saw anyone with Russia, I just got so pissed…that I just wanted to stab something! I took a breath calming myself. This wasn't the place to do it, too many witnesses. I swallowed my anger bottling it up and went to brother's side hoping for an explanation on why Yao was intruding on what was clearly mine. As Ivan saw me approaching he smiled, clearly proving my superiority.
"Oh, there you are Natalia," he said. "We were starting to get worried." He got up out of his place at the booth and offered it to me. I sat down next to my sister blushing. Ivan was such a gentleman, and he was always nice to everyone, he was such a wonderful man, oh how much I just wanted him to be mine! Katsuyasha, smiled as I scooted in next her, I turned my head, not really concerned at the moment, I had better thing to worry about, like what was going on between China, Russia and America, it wasn't like Mr. Freedom Fries to enjoy talking to what he called Commie Bastards, yet here he and his brother sat, like it was nothing. What was he up to? I saw as my sister happily turned back to Canada and began chatting, perfect everyone is distracted, now is the time to find out what this idiot is doing! I kicked him lightly under the table, waiting for a response, he just continued to laugh and talk away. I groaned was he dense or something. I kicked harder, this time aiming for his shin. He let out a soft grunt, obviously trying to cover up how much that really hurt.
"Ow, that hurt," he said looking at me, clearly still not getting the point. At least I have gotten his attention.
"Why are you here?" I whispered leaning on the table. He looked at me confused.
"What do you mean?" he asked playing the innocence card, I rolled my eyes, I knew he knew what I meant.
"Why are you here, I know you don't like my family, so why are you and your brother here?" I demanded, raising my voice slightly and making my whispers sound more like hisses.
"What I'm just hanging out with my Ally buddies, and Canada he has been friends with you sister for a long time now, is there something wrong with friends hanging out with friends?" he asked, I saw him smile a sly smile. Oh I wanted to punch him so badly! I quietly resisted the urge. I just continued to glare; he stared back still smiling the stupid grin before getting up and collecting his trash.
"Fine," he said too loudly. "If you want me to leave, then I will leave." He got up and left after totally throwing me under the bus, I saw as Canada, Ukraine, China and Russia stared at me hearing America's words. I could have sworn the entire coffee shop went silent.
"Why did you tell Mr. America to leave, Systra?" Russia asked, with an adorable innocent look on his face, I felt electric flow through my body, just at the sight, I looked away blushing.
"He was beginning to annoy me," I said looking at the table, hiding my eyes from him. "He had to leave." I looked up as China looked at me not really caring any more; he felt that was an acceptable answer.
"Alright," the old nation said. "Seeing that he is not coming back, I guess I will take his seat," he said as he sat down. Canada who sat next to him looked awkward, now being sealed in between people he didn't exactly know. I saw Kat smile at him happily, and then I went back to not caring. I turned back to the conversation that China and Russia had already restarted.
I said agonizingly through China and Russia's conversation about world politics and old cultures, the whole time watching both of their faces to make sure I was no missing something important. I saw a few lingering glances from Russia's end but I tried my best to convince myself it was nothing, he was just being friendly, there was no way he could like China, now with that annoying thing he does, ending every sentence with aru, I mean ugh it got on my nerves so much, or at least I wanted it to, desperately. I saw as Russia's glances became to get more intimate, and I thought I even saw a bit of blush from his cheeks. I tried to ignore it, and pass it off as nothing, but he was standing right at the end of the table, his face was right in front of my line of sight, I'd have to be blind to not notice it! I felt my eyes slip from their watchful position of keeping tabs and look hopelessly around the coffee shop for a distraction; my eyes caught sight of that idiot American. He seemed pretty distracted by the TV that hung on the wall in the corner of the room, so I figure it wouldn't be too rude of me to just look him over, I mean it's not like he was going to see me or anything. I let my eyes wander over him.
He looked pretty much the same as I remembered him from when we were children, he had the same haircut, he might have grown and few inches, and I really doubt he was that buff in Jr. High, but other than that he looked the same. Same golden hair, same sky blue eyes same out of place hair sticking up in the air. I stared at his face, noticing he now wore glasses and trying to remember if he did the last we hung out, when he looked over suddenly and our eyes met instantly. I tried to pull away and turn back to my brother, but I couldn't our gazes we locked, he smiled that famous Hollywood smile, the same one I had fallen for years ago, and I felt young again, practically human. I remember us, walking down the halls holding hands, the way my cheeks would turn a rosy pink whenever we touched. I tried to ignore the way his gaze made me blush right now. As I struggled to take my eyes off of his smile, I felt the flurries and sparks begin to invade my body again.
No, I thought to myself, this wasn't fair, after everything he has done to me I should not feel this way. I slammed my hands on the table, getting up, I saw as my two love-struck siblings looked up startled and then Ivan looked down at his watch.
"Oh my, we have 5 minutes to get back to the meeting," he shouted, he grabbed his coffee cup and made his way to the door, Yao always staying by his side, I tried to ignore how much that sickened me. I slowed my pace so I would not have to see those two, but then saw America approaching me. I suddenly felt trapped, I looked down at the floor avoiding anyone's eyes, when I got outside I saw everyone turn one way to go back to the meeting, I turned the opposite way, I think I have had enough embarrassment for one day. Plus it is not like anyone other than Katsuyasha and Ivan will know I skipped, I would think of an excuse for my absence when the time came, right now I just wanted to explore the city. I had made my way about a block and a half away before I heard someone shouting behind me.
"Hey Belarus, Where are you going, you're going to miss the rest of the meeting where are you headed off to?" I heard his voice behind me and without turning I knew who it was. My core seemed to fill up with anger on his voice alone, I had not seen him in the coffee shop, what was he doing here? I froze in my place and turned to him, ready to get answer, and I saw as his strides quickened as he tried to catch up to me. That stupid Mathias Køhler!
