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Chapter 2: Lithuania

Lithuania thought he'd imagined Belarus putting almost all of her energy into staring at England when The World Meeting was in his country. But upon seeing her doing it again in Estonia he was convinced this was not a one time thing.

He watched her, and England's lack of engagement at her staring. Why would she have an interest in interacting with England of all people? He was the former caregiver of America, someone he knew she was...on a not so subpar level relationship with.

"Mr. Russia h-have you seen anything different in your sister's behavior recently?" Lithuania asked the nation after they'd been released on break.

"Hmm, I can assume you are talking about Belarus, da?" Lithuania nodded his gaze following her hasty rise to follow England out of the meeting room door. Russia shrugged, "All I know is that she was not staring at me during the meeting. This is a good thing Lithuania! I will go get snacks." The Russian nation smiled, clasping him on the back and heading out the door towards the break room.

Lithuania bit his nails and looked around to see America talking to Japan. He briskly walked over to them. "Japan, terribly sorry to interrupt, but can I speak to Mr. America please?"

"Oh yes, we were just finishing up." He said, Lithuania hearing his "r" sounding "w" pronunciation. With a nod he walked away.

"Yo Liet! What's up? Still worried about the Limey getting stabbed at your hosting? I keep telling you, dude's not gonna blame you for Belarus stabbing him. He told me he was happy he didn't have to see France, even though I'm pretty sure they secretly rendezvou together!" America said, letting out a laugh.

Lithuania politely smiled. "No, It's not that. Do you know why Belarus would be interested in talking to England?"

"You know Belarus is a bit of a wild card, right Liet? Maybe she found out England has good sex and she wanted some action." America said with a smile. Lithuania opened his mouth in surprise. He felt panic rise in his chest.

"You think she wants sex from him?"

America rolled his eyes, "Of course not. Isn't she like in love with the Commie bastard or something? She probably just wanted a recipe for tea or something else girly that England knows how to do." At that Lithuania let out a chuckle.

Belarus was in love with Russia and Lithuania was in love with Belarus, it was how it was and how it always will be.

"Thank you America, I was worried that she was attracted to him or something. It's so silly now that I think about it." Lithuania saw Belarus clinging to Russia when they entered back into the meeting room.

"Dude you worry too much." America said.

Russia was visibly uncomfortable and Belarus was smiling, everything was normal.

Lithuania almost ran into a pole upon seeing Belarus and England boarding a bus to Vilnius, a distance away. "Vilniuses" in big bright letters on the bus. They were all at the Tallinn airport, their taxi's just pulling away. Why are they boarding a bus together? Lithuania grabbed his bag and started walking in the direction of the bus when a hand grabbed his shoulder.

"Liet! Like where are you going? The airport is this way! Let's go find our seats." Poland said carrying his pink luggage bag and leading the way. Lithuania saw the bus pull away with a sad sigh.

Poland would be taking a bus back to Warsaw from Vilnius. He'd overbudgetted with his flight to Lithuania for the last meeting so he had to cut a bit of the costs with this one.

"I'm going to sleep, wake me when we land." Poland said putting on his neck pillow and sleeping mask.

"Ok, I will." Lithuania conjured up the worst possible scenarios in his head for what the two could be doing.

Belarus and England have a secret love affair in Lithuania.

Belarus and England are apart of a secret underground sex ring held in Lithuania.

Belarus and England meet in Lithuania for tea to hide from their responsibilities as Nations. They simulate human dating and have fake jobs in a book shop somewhere inconspicuous.

Each scenario spiked his nerves, making him more and more restless. He gripped the arm rests and tapped his feet.

When they arrived, Poland went to catch his bus."I'll call you when I get home ok? Cause I know you worry so much about me." Poland smiled, patting Lithuania on the cheek.

"Alright I'll be looking forward to it. And don't talk to strange humans, and don't get lost."

"I won't. I have like a perfect sense of direction." He said walking toward the bus station.

Lithuania went back into the airport and waited a few minutes. He could spot that white bow a mile away. Belarus briskly walked toward the ticket counter with England in tow. Her dress fluttered behind her, along with her long dirty blonde hair, glimmers of light reflected off of the strands. Her blue eyes as dark as the night sky, and lips as pale as cherry blossoms. She was breathtaking every time he saw her.

"Lady Belarus!" He called out and her eyes snapped in his direction, cold and calculating. "Lithuania." She said to him, the rings of angels bells.

"Ah Lithuania, we are in your capital. Hello." England said and Lithuania smiled politely to greet him.

"Hello England. It's a surprise seeing you both."

"Oh well I'm doing a favor for Belarus."

"Favor? What kind of favor?" He tried not to show the urgency in his voice.

"None of your business." Belarus snapped.

"Oh well yes. Could I ask where you're going?"

"No. Don't follow me." She said, narrowing her eyes in warning. She then turned to England, "Come tea drinker. We must get away from him." Belarus turned swiftly and walked away.

England raised an eyebrow. "Hmm she's a testy one with you." He sighed before continuing, "A bit of advice Lithuania, loneliness is an ugly little thing." He shook his head and walked away. "Noted." Lithuania watched them go and felt an uneasy twist in his stomach. It did not help his nerves at all.

There was something going on with those two and whatever it was, was not right.

Lithuania would find out what.

A/N: Thank you for reading! Criticism welcome.