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Part 2: Chapter 5: Roses in The Garden

Lithuania was still unconscious the next day. Russia sent Belarus and England home early, with some leftovers from China's house. Russia had packed them in two small travel containers and practically pushed them out of his house.

Belarus frowned and so did England. "That was rude. I know you stabbed Lithuania but we cleaned everything. It's not like you could've killed him." He said, grabbing his luggage.

"He just wants Lithuania all to himself." Belarus said. Was it fair to be bitter over this? She wondered, also grabbing her luggage.

"Hmm. I really thought this would be an outing for you two to bond. But I guess you can't rush these things. America and I didn't become on friendlier terms until WWI, and even now you couldn't say we have the best relationship." England said, a bit discouraged, walking beside her.

"They're going to have anal intercourse all around the house." Belarus responded.

"Y-you don't know that!" England said, sounding flustered. Belarus glanced at him, seeing his increasingly reddening face.

"I don't but it's fun to see you embarrassed." Belarus snickered.

"Whatever." England said putting his bag down as they reached the end of Russia's walkway.

"But dziakuj, tea drinker. Russia and I may not have improved our relationship much but we are friends, yes?" Belarus could admit, she liked having the Englishman around.

"I guess I can't get rid of you now that you've had your heartbroken. So I suppose we are friends."

England met her gaze and the sun lit his features in such a way that had her in a short state of felt her heart beat in her chest, before she looked away from him. She nodded, looking out at the road in front of them.

They waited for their taxis to come.

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Belarus was at home, watering the roses in her garden. It had been a few days since her visit to Russia's. China's food: a few bao dumplings, and some noodles, was a good dinner. It was a nice change from the usual potatoes she ate. The roses were growing nicely: the yellow sun sprites, damask roses, and red roses they'd planted. Maybe she'd snipp some of the heads and give them to England when she saw him at the World Meeting next week.

Belarus went back into the house. She didn't have the same nightmare anymore but she now had dreams of dying sunflowers and daisies. They didn't keep her up at night but they were bizzar to say the least.

Belarus was checking her fireplace when she heard a knock at her door. She got up and opened it to see Lithuania.

Belarus went to slam it shut but Lithuania held his foot in the door. "Go away!" She yelled at him.

"Belarus, please! I want to talk."

"I have nothing to say to you! I don't want to hear about the fuckfest you and Big Brother had!"

"What? Belarus let me explain!"

Lithuania forced his way into her home. He held a bouquet of red Ingrid Bergman roses in his hand.

"Are those for me?" She asked, skeptically.

"Y-Yes! Take them!" He said holding them out to her. Belarus did take them and sniffed them. They reminded her of England, and she decided she would give them to him instead.

" Dziakuj, they will be a good gift." She said going into the kitchen to fill a tall pitcher with water.

"Y-you're not going to keep them?"

Belarus shook her head before sitting down on her couch.

Lithuania sat next to her.

"What do you want, Lithuania?"

Lithuania wrung his hands together before combing a trembling hand through his hair.

"I-I thought about what you said about the nightmares."

"Oh you figured out why I was having them?"

"Yes, it's because you were denying your feelings. B-but we both know that the whole thing with Russia isn't going to work out. So, you don't have to deny them anymore."

Denying my feelings? Was she being put through all of that psychological torture just so she could confront the possibility that she had feelings for England?

Lithuania turned to her then and gripped her hands in his own. "A-and I want you to know, I feel the same way."

Lithuania looked into Belarus's midnight blue eyes with his own forest greens.

"What?" Belarus furrowed her eyebrows.

"I have uh feelings for you Belarus, like you do for me!" Lithuania smiled nervously.

"No, I don't."

"Y-you told me you were having nightmares. And you know, I thought you were using hypotheticals. Like you were asking me for help about the nightmares because they were about me. Were you not doing that?" Lithuania's smile looked even more forced, his expression panicked. His eyes were wide as well.

"No, they weren't about you."

Belarus felt Lithuania's grip on her hands tighten,

"T-then who?" He asked, voice strained, posture now tense and rigid.

Belarus wondered if Lithuania would break her fingers with how tight he was gripping her hands.

"None of your business! Fuck off!" Lithuania's expression was serious, and to be completely honest Belarus was a bit scared. Lithuania was usually a pushover but now he looked ready to kill. "And how dare you! Big brother is in love with you, and you have the nerve to be in love with me! Does he not deserve happiness?"

"Y-Yes of course Mr. Russia deserves happiness! B-but not from me." Lithuania let her hands go, looking down in his lap.

"I can't help it Lady Belarus! I thought you'd notice that my love for you burns brighter than the hottest stars. Come on, give me a chance! A full date this time, please?" He said gripping her shoulders, eyes holding eagerness.

Belarus pursed her lips. She did not like Lithuania and she didn't like him even more because he had Russia's affections. But she held a bit of resentment for Russia because of his choice of Lithuania, and in a way she could get back at him by dating Lithuania. A mischievous smile spread on her face.

"Sure."

"Oh I'm so happy you said yes! I have a date planned for us tomorrow night! We'll go to a book reading!" Belarus hoped the book wouldn't be boring. Belarus nodded. "Great! I'll pick you up at five." Lithuania said getting up. He smiled at her, letting out a giggle. "See you then!" He said, turning to leave.

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Belarus went out and bought a military style jumper skirt. It was a black skirt with buttons down the front and suspenders. She wore a white long sleeve shirt with ruffles on it, with it. Belarus's black bow was on her head. She stepped into Lithuania's car, he was wearing a coal gray suit with a pink undershirt and a black tie.

"Are you ready to go?" He asked.

Belarus nodded. They drove two and a half hours back to Vilnius. When they pulled into a parking space, Lithuania went to open the car door for her.

They found a spot near the front, a small round table for just the two of them. A new author was doing a reading of his new romance novel. The main character was in some kind of post apocalyptic enclave. He was hearing voices in his head so he went to a doctor. And that was when Belarus tuned out, she was bored of the story. Belarus managed to sneak a selfie of her and Lithuania while Lithuania was engrossed in the story.

She had proof that they were together.

Belarus took some pictures of the author reading his novel, and Lithuania while he wasn't looking. When he was finished everyone snapped before going over to his table to get a signed book.

"Did you like it?" Lithuania asked her.

"It was kind of boring."

"Oh well, we won't do this again if it's boring for you." Lithuania looked down at his clasped hands. "Would you like to get something to eat? I'll treat you. I know a cafe close by." He perked up.

Belarus was a bit hungry now, and it was quite late so she could use some coffee.

"Ok."

Soon she and Lithuania were seated at a small table, across from each other. There were a few people in the cafe, most were college students, studying for their exams. Most had large coffees. Belarus got a cup of hot mocha and a blueberry muffin. Lithuania got a Brazilian blend.

"So Belarus, I uh have your knife." Lithuania said, taking out a flat box wrapped in a bow. "I also added a little something extra in there for you." He smiled.

"Oh! Yes, that is one of my favorite knives." Belarus took the box from him.

"So what do you like to do Belarus? What are your hopes and dreams?"

Belarus shrugged, "I like stabbing people and making them uncomfortable. I also like potatoes because they make such a hearty meal when you are tight on money." She sipped her coffee, "My hopes and dreams were to become married to Big Brother but that is not possible now so I don't know."

"W-well that's interesting. I-I want to get married someday too. But, I-I'm sure you'll figure out a new dream. I-I prefer reading literature as you can see from my choice of date." He let out a small laugh."Oh, and I even do a little Jiu Jitsu on the weekends when we don't have meetings."

Belarus raised her eyebrows, "You?"

Lithuania nodded. "Is that hard to believe?"

"Yes! You are a pushover!" Belarus taunted him, "Weak willed and fragile! You can't possibly stand up for yourself!"

"I'm passive. Jiu Jitsu is about self defense! I'll only use it when absolutely necessary. I've only been taking classes for about 2 years."

Belarus chortled at the frown on Lithuania's face. He was getting upset.

"I will tell you a funny story. I got paired with France in our hotel during the trip to Spain last year." She took a piece of her muffin and popped it into her mouth.

"I thought you shared a room with Ukraine." Lithuania said.

"This was before then. I forced Italy to switch with me because I didn't trust the little pasta eating fucker with Ukraine." Belarus said sipping her coffee again. "So anyway, he was asking me to have sex with him. And I kept telling him no. But then this last time I said yes."

"You said yes?!" Lithuania exclaimed in a bit of a panic.

"Let me finish!" She hissed, slamming her palm on the table. "I told him to close his eyes and take off his clothes, while I was in the bathroom." A cruel smile started to creep onto her face. "I turned on the tub and wet all of our towels. And then I filled up a bucket with cold water."

Belarus lifted her hand to about chest level to make a motion to show how much water was in the bucket."And then France said from outside the door, 'Are you undressed yet? Because I am!'

'I am. Keep your eyes closed.' I said."

'I heard water running, are we going to shower together?' He asked."

'Yes. We'll be getting wet.' And then France laughed like he usually did."

Belarus waved her hand around.

"So I opened the bathroom door and dumped ice cold water on him. He furrowed his eyebrows upon seeing me fully clothed."

'Oh! So you were playing a trick on me! Hand me a towel.'

'They're all wet.' I said and I couldn't stop the giggles from escaping me." Belarus grinned wickedly.

'You are an evil woman.' He said to me and he was so angry, his face was red. And I laughed all the way down to the check out desk, to get us new towels. He had to stand there shivering until I got back."

Belarus smirked looking at the other nation who sat blinking at her.

"He didn't ask me to have sex with him again the rest of the trip after that."

Lithuania did not look amused.

"Oh." He looked to be in thought. "You saw France naked?" He asked her, eyebrows furrowed.

"Yes, and I will admit he is impressive. But hasn't everyone? It is not a big deal, Lithuania." Belarus said with a raise of her eyebrow.

Lithuania looked annoyed and the mood of their late night outing had turned sour. He rose from his seat suddenly. "Let's be going." He said, firmly.

The ride was quiet, and Belarus felt a bit upset because she had been genuinely trying to make Lithuania laugh. Lithuania took her home and it was almost midnight. "See you at the next meeting." She said outside of the driver side window.

"Yes, see you then." With that he drove away.

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The next day Belarus received a phone call on her house phone. She picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Belarus. I wanted to ask you, would you be up for a scrimmage football game after the next World Meeting?"

"England? How did you get my number?"

"I asked America. Now about the scrimmage game?"

"Oh yes. That sounds fun. I am usually bored after the meetings. I can't wait to see you cry when I beat you."

"What? Who said you were going to beat me? No I'll be serving your arse!"

"We'll see. And you've just made a mistake calling me. I'll be disturbing you while you sleep." Belarus let out a chuckle in cruel delight.

"Oh bloody fucking hell." He sighed, before hanging up the phone.

A/N: Thank you for reading! Critcism Welcome. Happy New Years to everyone!(at the time of posting)

Translations: Dziakuj -Thank you