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Chapter 4: Lithuania

Lithuania had just started reading a romance novel later that evening when he heard a frantic knock on his door. He got up to answer it. He was surprised to see Russia, but when was he ever not surprised to see Russia?

He opened the door for the Russian nation. "Lithuania, Sorry about the short notice but you do not mind my staying tonight, da?"

"Of course not . You are always welcome in my home." Lithuania answered with a tight lipped smile. He stepped aside to let the nation in.

"Would you care for a drink?" He offered as Russia sat down in his lounge chair.

"Oh, Yes. I will need something to lift my spirits. You have vodka don't you Liet?" Lithuania nodded trying not to wince as Russia was sitting on his novel.

In the kitchen Lithuania opened a cabinet marked "Russia." Lithuania had two rows full of vodka stashed just for Russia's visits. He plucked a full bottle from the shelf and two glasses. When he returned Russia smiled at him.

"S-So if you don't mind me asking, Mr. Russia is this a friendly visit?" He asked, filling their glasses.

"As much as I like visiting you Lithuania, this is not a planned visit." Lithuania sat across from Russia on the couch as he took a sip from his glass. "It seems Belarus has found another way to get me into her house." Lithuania stared at him, brows furrowed.

"A-And how would that be?"

"Through magic. She has recruited England to help her. I just managed to escape and will be catching a flight tomorrow back to Moscow." Russia took a few gulps of his vodka before setting down the glass. His gaze was firm as he kept eye contact with Lithuania. "As much as I would love to break all of England's bones at this moment, I cannot because he is with Belarus. I would like you to make sure he does not do anything like that again for her."

"I-Isn't intimidation more your thing R-Russia, I-I don't think–."

"I did not ask Lithuania. But convincing England, with Belarus around is a difficult task now that I think about it." Russia tapped his chin, his mouth set into a hard line. "I'll give you to the next world meeting."

Russia rose grabbing the bottle and taking out his pipe. The pipe was now under his chin, as Russia bent down to his level. "If you don't, it will be yours and England's hide." He said, tone sharp and dangerous.

"That is clear, da?"

"Y-Yes Mr. Russia," Lithuania said, heart hammering in his chest.

"I will be sleeping in your bed Lithuania. I hope you do not mind." Russia said rising, bringing the bottle with him and going towards his room. Lithuania let out the breath he was holding. His hands were shaking. Taking a gulp of vodka, he felt more relaxed.

Hopefully it wouldn't take much for England to stop helping Belarus.

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Russia bid Lithuania goodbye after he dropped him off at the airport the next day. He slid a finger across his throat with a smile before he disappeared in the mist of the bustling Lithuanians of Vilnius.

Lithuania arrived in front of Belarus's house only to jump out of his skin at the sight of England on the ground in front of her house. Flies buzzed overhead and ants crawled on his face. Lithuania tapped the incompasitated nation with his foot. "E-England?" Said nation opened his eyes only to take in a loud gasp. Lithuania flinched in fear.

"Ahhhhhh!" He screamed, staring at Lithuania. Lithuania winced as he watched the other nation writhe around before coughing and sitting up.

"Are you alright England?"

England blinked before turning to Lithuania. "I can't believe she just left me here!" England got up dusting himself off. Dirt was caked onto his face and in his hair.

"England what are you doing sleeping on the ground?"

"Belarus stabbed me and I passed out from blood loss apparently. The least she could've done was drag me inside." He grumbled walking over to a set of dirty luggage. He frowned squatting down to wipe it of some of its grime.

Lithuania wrung his hands. "I-I uh need to talk to you for a moment, England." England turned to him.

"It's not like I have a choice."

"Well I need you to stop helping Belarus."

"No problem."

"Oh thank you! You can't believe how relieved I am. I was so worried you were in some sort of binding contract with her. Or worse you actually were in some sort of rendezvous with her! Like that could ever happen. Oh sorry, I'm just rambling. Um...take care England." Lithuania said turning away from him.

"I certainly didn't want Russia after me, so I severed our agreement. Belarus wasn't happy about it though. Ah well you can't win them all eh Lithuania?" He said, pulling out his cell phone to dial a taxi.

"Heh…yeah." Lithuania knew that too well. He had longed for Belarus's heart for a little over a century now and nothing has changed, even in his Soviet Union day's where he was closer to her than ever.

And just then the door to Belarus's cottage opened. "England, you are awake." She stated, expression neutral.

England turned to her with a hateful glare. "No thanks to you."

"You stabbed me in the back, I was upset with you."

"Well you won't have to deal with me anymore Belarus. I've severed our contract."

"Technically you did what I asked. And I am grateful that Big Brother was in my house even if just for a little while. So if you will have me, I will provide my services."

"I-I Um Lady Belarus! I don't think that's a good idea." Services?! Belarus turned to him, eyes narrowed.

"Lithuania." She said as she walked out of her house before she grabbed a hold of his neck. Lithuania sputtered as she tightened her grip. He saw darkness creeping around the edges of his vision.

"Belarus!" He heard England yell, startled at her reaction to him. Lithuania felt her loosen her grip before completely letting him go. Lithuania heaved, taking in a few big gulps of air. "Belarus do you greet everyone like that?" England asked, still alarmed.

"I-It's ok England, t-this is normal for us. I-I didn't let her know I was coming." Lithuania wheezed through struggling breaths.

"Why are you here?" She asked him. Lithuania smiled, straightening up.

"Oh I-I wanted to discuss your dealings with England."

"That is my business and mine alone. Did Big Brother say something to you?" "I-I uh n-no. I'm here on m-my on free will."

"Good because I don't want you ruining my plans. I know he tends to send you to do his business." Lithuania could imagine after so many failed attempts at getting Russia to marry her, it would behoove her to start picking up patterns. "N-no of course not. Wouldn't dream of it." He said, giving her a tight lipped smile.

She turned to England again. "So do I start working at your home Wednesday?" Lithuania made eye contact with England, who glanced at him before returning to Belarus.

"It is better if we keep our distance. We operate in separate spheres, you understand that right?" Belarus frowned, and Lithuania did a little whoop in his head. Yes, exactly!

"I don't want to be in your debt."

"Hmm and I don't want it to be as though I helped you for free. Then people would talk...I guess you would have to then." He said crossing his arms. What?!

"B-but England you said–." Lithuania started.

"Lithuania why is that so important to you anyway?" He asked. Lithuania looked between the two Nations. He couldn't tell Belarus that Russia was forcing him to make England stop dealing with her for magical purposes.

Lithuania brought out his phone, with a nervous chuckle. "Oh look at the time! I'm having lunch with Poland! I better get going!" He said backing away before getting in his car to leave.

Lithuania arrived home to have a glass of wine. How am I going to stop them now? Lithuania swiped a hand down his face. Then he sprung up, having gotten a brilliant idea. He went online to book his flight for France right away.

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