I thought about why I wrote this. I wrote it because I wondered what would happen in Nyotalia if Belarus went after Lithuania instead of Russia. But now, it's become a bit different...

I'm trying to end this at around chapter 7 or 8.

He made sure to not make any noise as he approached her, laying down next to her when he got close enough. He put a hand through her hair, then trailing the outline of her face with his fingers. This got her stirring in her sleep and put his hand back.

Her eyes opened, but they were glazed with sleep. She looked at Belarus for a moment before gently placing a hand on his cheek. She smiled at him softly. "Someday..." Then she pulled away and turned away from him, falling back to her slumber.

Frowning, he nudged her awake. Eventually, she woke up and proceeded to sit up; he did the same.

"Oh, did I fall asleep?" She looked at him, "What time is it?"

Not wearing a watch, he shrugged, "Maybe around five thirty-"

She got up in a hurry, "Then I better start on dinner then!" She ran back to the house, with Belarus following.

- A while later...

"Is this how you do it?"

"You never really cook do you?"

"No..."

She sighed, "Well, now you will learn." 'I'll turn you into a respectable man your sister will be proud of! Her heart pained again and she shook it off, 'And when he's gone she owes me a vacation!'

'But you don't want him to leave.' She shook her mind of that thought, 'I'll be happy when he leaves!'

"Are you alright?"

'No, I'm not.' "Ah, I'm okay," she smiled at him and went back to the dough she was working on.

- Months pass, and pass...

"Wear it."

"No..." Belarus went off on his own and got them matching bracelets with engraved letters B+L on the inside.

Why hasn't the spell worn off yet? "Fine, I'll wear it." He smiled and grabbed one of her wrists and put it on her.

So far, their relationship is going great- which is a bad thing. A very bad thing; and she felt it too. She really was in love with him, even if he was a bit weird. But he wasn't in love with her- and that fact hurt her every day.

In all these months, Irena had taught him to do things she knows Russia would like. He was kind of suspicious of her actions, but he went along with it as long as he spent time with her.

Sometimes, there were those days where he'd try to marry her or touch her in inappropriate places, and she had to knock him out an hour or so. Other than that, these days have gone by smoothly.

Suddenly, he embraced her, "I love you."

She froze, heart racing; and patted him awkwardly on the back, "I... I love you too, buddy."

He pulled back and glared at her, "Not like that."

"Yes, it is. I see you only as a brother."

"You're lying."

'Yes, I am.' "No, I really mean it."

- A week later...

Today was Russia's birthday, but they weren't going to go until after lunch.

She was making lunch when she heard him screaming. "Belarus?" She put the bowl down and rushed to his room to see him on his bed, with his hands on his head. His head hurts...? His memories! The spell must be wearing off! Wait then that means... She went around the room and gathered all of his things into his suitcase. She froze for a bit as she looked at the clothes she gave him for Christmas. Would he take that? Well, he thought I was Russia so... She grabbed them and put it into his bag as well.

After she had gathered everything of his in minutes, she remembered the bracelets. She noticed he was wearing his and went to take it off with some hesitation.

She sat and waited, ignoring his cries of pain with a pained heart. She couldn't really help him in this situation; she could if she would. If she could make it that he was in love with her, she would gladly do it.

She was jolted out of her thinking from his voice. Belarus had stopped writhing in pain and sat up, looking around. "Where am I?" His eyes rounded on Lithuania and narrowed; she flinched and tried to keep her voice steady.

"You don't remember? Ms. Russia's birthday is today and you wanted to perfect your dancing."

"Her birthday... is today?"

"She asked me to dress you up and take you- you know how busy your sister is."

"Oh." He really didn't know what to say; he was very confused.

She then pretended to receive a text and looked through her cell phone from her pocket. "Oh, they changed it. We have to dress up over there." She got up and looked back at him, "Come on, let's eat lunch before we leave."

- At Russia's...

Once they arrived, Belarus made a beeline to Russia, who ran behind Lithuania. "Really..." Lithuania trailed off to Russia.

"Please knock him out," she pleaded.

Lithuania shook her head and looked at Belarus, who came towards her with a glare. "Move."

She smiled at him, "Why?"

"You're in my way to Sister!"

"Is that so?" She turned to Russia, "Do you want me to move?" Russia shook her head. "She doesn't want me to move."

"Then I'll make you move."

"Oh, then Ms. Russia will be sad. And on her birthday- remember you get to dance with her, so be patient."

*glare*

She smiled at him nicely. "Please?"

His eyes widened for a fraction of a second in confusion before looking away, muttering, "Fine", and stalked off somewhere and Russia relaxed.

"I have to dance with him?" she asked.

"Yes, and he has improved. Remember Ms. Russia," she faced the taller nation, "You're stronger than him, so don't hesitate."

"Ah..."

"And you owe me a vacation."

"Okay."

At Russia's during the party...

Belarus looked around with hawk eyes; where was his beloved sister? He stared down at the glass of water he was holding, swishing it around. He thought back to earlier and frowned. He felt... confused, for never in his life had he looked at her and felt his heart racing. It must have been because of that weird dream, where his sister was being really nice to him- then sometimes, it wasn't his sister. Sometimes, it was a girl whose face he couldn't see; the face was shadowed in his mind. They were messing with his emotions.

As he heard steps approaching him, he looked up and his eyes widened.

Yeah... I'll just stop here for now.

- I wish Himaruya made a Nyo! Lithuania and Nyo! Poland. I want to see what kind of personalities he'll give them.

Oh, and I don't own Hetalia.