It's been a sort of normal thing of Switzerland to ignore the dishevelled looks of his sister and her Belarusian companion whenever they came back home for the sake of his sanity (if you consider narrowing your eyes at the two for a good 10 seconds, hand's twitching to pull the trigger as it rests on the handle, force a smile on your face and greet your sister and her fellow companion, normal). But today was an exception. Today is Valentine's Day, his precious Liechtenstein came home late, messed up and smiling like it was the best day of her life and Belarus wasn't any different. Not only had she came home late but when it was dinner, she was smiling and blushing and seem to be in a daze and this made Switzerland's paranoia to bubble even more.

"Lili… did you do enjoy your Valentine's Day?" Switzerland decided to snap her out of the daze she's in and it seemed to work. Liechtenstein looked at her brother and grinned.

"Hmmm? Oh, well, of course I did. I did manage to spend it with someone special." Switzerland tensed up and eyed her sister; the possibilities that his precious Lili and Russia's youngest sister are lovers were high. Liechtenstein knew what was going on with her brother's mind; it was well-written on his face.

"Err, isn't a friend someone special, big brother? Natalia is a friend so she is someone special. Surely, you're not thinking that Natalia and I are…" Liechtenstein trailed off; feeling horrible for lying to her brother but…it was too early to tell her brother. Switzerland relaxed when he heard this and mentally sighed in relief. He was so tensed up that he didn't notice the hesitation of his little sister.

"W-what? Me? Thinking that you and Natalia are- Of course not."Liechtenstein nodded and continued to eat her dinner. Switzerland mentally sighed in relief again. Maybe Hungary was right; he should really talk to Lili about… Nah. After a few minutes, their plates where empty and when Switzerland was at the door frame of the kitchen; taking their dishes back to the kitchen there, he heard the muffle yawn Liechtenstein gave out (his hearing abilities are quite superb).

And when Liechtenstein fell asleep, he asked a soldier or two (well, he begged ten of his soldiers) to watch over the house and shoot anything that looks like threat as he will be going somewhere. Usually, whenever his paranoia is at its peak, the Swiss would either go to Hungary or go there, uninvited or not. But since it's Valentine's Day and he's perfectly aware of what kind of…err…activities Austria and Hungary would be involved today (and the heavens knew that that was the last time Switzerland would listen to Prussia), he decided to visit someone else.

And that someone else is none other than the same blonde who he nearly shot today.

That blonde is Belgium.

He knocked on the Belgian's door; thinking that the doorbell would be much a bother. Belgium opens the door and was completely shocked to see the Swiss in front of her; looking like a mess.

"Vash, what are you doing here? It's 9."

"You're single today and definitely, you don't have anyone…" Belgium gasps in shock.

"Vash, you do know I'm two years older than you, right?" Switzerland's eyes bulged at the conclusion the Belgian had jumped in to.

"What? No! I'm not asking you out! I just need someone to talk to! About Liechtenstein and Belarus!" Belgium eyed the Swiss.

"Eh?"

"I usually talk to Hungary about it but since it's Valentine's Day and Austria-"Belgium giggled; cutting Switzerland.

"Oh, I get it! You're scared that you might interrupt them while they're doing some...err… hanky-panky." The Swiss flinched at the term but sighed anyway.

"Yeah, it's something like that…." Belgium looked over her shoulders before stepping aside.

"Come on in, my brother won't be home by tomorrow and I have some hot chocolate…"

And so, after 3 cups of hot chocolate, 2 cups of coffee and 1 glass of water, Switzerland's paranoia was anything but gone and this was driving the Belgian crazy. The further they talk about this, the more the Switzerland was willing to do anything just to know if his dear precious sister could possibly be interested in girls (don't ask how that topic get there) and what was going on between his sister and the Russian's youngest sister. Belgium was starting to regret making Switzerland drink all that sugar and caffeine.

"Well, Vash, why don't you give Lili a talk about sexuality tomorrow?" Switzerland looked at Belgium as if she just killed a cat.

"What! Why? She's too young!"

"She's sixteen, Vash! She reached puberty! She has hormones! And it might help you find out what's going on with her and Belarus!" Belgium insisted. She was happy that her brother was away.

"Eh, but I'll be corrupting her! I would never do that!" Switzerland would do anything…but talk to Lili about that.

"Yeah but you're the only she'll feel comfortable talking about it with, if not Hungary. You're her brother!"

"Hungary can give the talk to Lili tomorrow."

"Yeah but from all the activities she's having with Austria, I doubt she'll be able to get out of bed tomorrow!

"Can we not put the reason why I'm talking to you in this conversation?"

"Just…talk to her about it. If not about sexuality then your paranoia."

"But when we were having dinner today, she asked if I was thinking is she and Belarus are…together… then again, she really didn't actually say that they're just friends…Belgium!"

"Well, I'm not the one who's against their relationship. But…hmm, Vash, how would you react if those two are together?" The corner of Switzerland's lips twitched, his hand quickly darting to the gun that was at his belt and Belgium took this as a sign that Switzerland would shoot Belarus.

"I would-"

"OKAY! It's getting late and you wouldn't want your sister to worry about you, would you?"

"But I-"But Belgium wasn't taking any chances, huge amounts of caffeine and sugar was in his body so she dragged the Swiss out of her house before he could do any damage to her house…and Belarus.

"Goodnight! And Happy Valentine's Day!" And with that, Belgium slammed her door, forcing Switzerland to sigh and just go home.