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For getting last chapter's song!

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Chapter 4

Belarus's POV

I opened my eyes but immediately shut them again as a very unwelcome blinding flash of light invaded my vision. I let out a groan of annoyance as I tried to shade my eyes.

"You ok Bels?" Liet asked, from my side.

"No, I'm not ok! My eyes were just freaking assaulted! Stupid damn light!" I glowered out the window to be greeted by the ever so beautiful streets of Moscow… wait Moscow? I must have said that allowed because a few seconds later a light chuckle came from the Lithuanian next to me.

"Yes, Bela, Moscow." He mocked, almost babying me. I flicked my hair and huffed defensively.

"Little Sister! You are awake, Da?" I smiled at my brother and stretched, yawning as I did.

"Da, I am awake," I took in my surroundings; we were nearing the air port, only a few miles away actually. I sighed blissfully; soon we'd be somewhere warm! The snow in Russia, although beautiful, was old and boring in my eyes. Don't get me wrong I love the snow; it just gets a little tedious after a few centuries of just watching the flakes drift down to the earth.

"So have you guys been talking about anything normal whilst I was asleep?" I asked my friends.

"Yeah!" Maddie piped up, a number of groans came from the nations around me, "We were talking about badass stuff like; Aliens and superheroes! Look what I drew Bela!" She held up a very artistic drawing of some random superhero who was, by the looks of it saving Maddie from an avalanche. The superhero looked a lot like the Russian in the driver's seat.

"It's Commie saving me!" she giggled, shoving the picture back where it came from (I have no-idea where that was, she must have, along with all his other annoying traits, gotten America's knack for making things randomly appear and disappear through thin air).

"She does realise you're not Communist anymore right?" I asked warily.

"Yes, when she's not on a car journey." He sighed, looking down at the drawing Canadian and smiling contently at her.

"Oh, look Bela! I drew this as well; I wouldn't let anyone else see it! It's especially for you!" she handed me the paper and looked expectantly at it. It was a picture of me, me and Toris. The accuracy of the pencilled illustration was almost like I was looking at a photograph. In the sketch we were by a river on, what looked like, a moonlit picnic. Cherry blossoms were floating around us and our hands were connected. I gasped slightly and looked up at the girl with wide eyes, she grinned cheekily.

"Keep it! I drew it for ya!" She turned back to Ivan and started to chat about her favourite 'Hero'.

"What did she draw?" Lithuania asked, I squeaked and put the drawing into my purse, a dusting of red covering my cheeks.

"N-nothing much!" I stammered. Focusing on calming my furious blush, I almost didn't see his arm snake around me and grab my purse. I looked up and narrowed my eyes at him. "I wouldn't if I were you Toris!" I warned, he just smiled.

"If I can get away with taking all of Felina's cosplay outfits I can get away with this! Ed, head's up!" He threw my purse to the Estonian, who caught it and raised an eyebrow at his Lithuanian friend.

"Alright, but it's your funeral, Liet!" He shrugged and tossed it to Canada, who was giggling madly. She threw it back to Toris who grinned triumphantly at me.

"Give it back! Toris Laurinaitis, you give that back right now!" I yelled at him. He held the item high above his head, way out of my reach; I unbuckled my seatbelt and scrambled on top of him. I snatched my bag back off him, and cried out victoriously. Just as I did so, the car made a wild jerk, sending me crashing onto the Lithuanian. I was in a rather awkward position, sprawled across his torso, arms wrapped around his neck (It was a reflex!) and legs either sides of his hips.

"GAH!" I squeaked loudly and hurriedly clambered off of him, a furious heat crawling up my neck and onto my face.

"Are you alright Belarus?" Lithuania asked, the Canadians' drawing completely forgotten.

"Da, I am fine, I didn't hurt myself. I am not as fragile as big brother likes to think." I said, hoping that Ivan would catch the last part; a small smile bit at the corners of his lips, as he glanced back at me, confirming my wish.

"Are you sure?"

"Da, I am sure." I uttered firmly. A few awkward minutes later we had reached the airport and were gathering our belongings to get through the security scanners. Everyone had passed through and it was my turn, I stepped forwards and the alarms were triggered, causing me to sigh heavily.

"Um, sorry Miss, you seemed to have set of the bell. Now for safety reasons we have to do a body check-down." I rolled my eyes and held up my arms so the man could do his job. My eyes widened as I felt his hands roughly slip down to my butt. It most defiantly wasn't where my knife was kept

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" I growled, raising my balled fist to punch him. Crack! The sickening sound echoed in my ears. I looked up wide-eyed to find Toris standing there, face crimson and fists clenched with rage. I hadn't hit him, Toris had. Within seconds scarlet liquid was gushing from the guys face.

"If you want to keep the rest of your face the same, I advise you go hand in your resignation to your manager." he snarled, glowering intently at the retreating figure. An official looking lady with her blond locks pinned up into a neat bun came up to us, her nametag read Viktoriya.

"Bozhe moy!" She exclaimed, "What happened? You look quite shaken up Miss!"

"Da, I am, that man, he-," I cut myself off, this kind of thing had never happened to me before, it scared me really. That men would just do that as if it were the norm. I looked up at Viktoriya, her friendly face laced with understanding.

"Come," she turned to the rest of the group, who were all gaping at the Lithuanian and were all holding shell-shocked expressions pinned to their faces, and beckoned them to follow.

We all stood in front of a large desk, it was kind of like one of those council meetings in those chick-flick movies. You know? Where the girl has gotten beaten up or something and it's all dramatic.

"So, what happened?" She asked simply.

"That šunsnukis groped Miss Natalya." Toris stated bluntly, causing me to roll my eyes.

"Oh God." Was all Viktoriya could say. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine now, thanks to Toris..." I glanced up at him turning away when he noticed me staring, "Although, I was fine on my own!"

"Sure you were," I glared at the Lithuanian and turned back to Viktoriya.

"We should probably be boarding our flight right about now. We should go, Da?" Ivan prompted, Viktoriya nodded and led us out the door.

"I shall get security on him right away and make sure something is done about him." I smiled gratefully and thanked her, before joining the others in the boarding line.

Halfway to Las Vegas~!

I sighed heavily, tapping my fingers on the pull out tray in front of me. I was situated in between Toris and Katy, Ivan on her other side next to Maddie and the other two baltics next to the Lithuanian. The TV was showing some crappy Spanish drama, one girl, a red-head, had found out that she was pregant and someother girl was the fiancé of the guy who got the first girl pregnant... I think. The sencond girl was screaming at the red-head and looked like she was going to push her down the stairs.

"Push her down the stairs! Common! Push her down the stairs!" We all yelled, us all being the Baltics, me and Canada. Katty was crying incessantly into Ivans shoulder, who in turn was patting her back. The second girl, finally, pushed the red-head down the stairs and we all erupted into applause.

"Well done! Good on ya girl! Thats how you do it!" Lithuania clapped his hands and grinned. I raised an eyebrow and glared at him for a while. "What?"

"Oh nothing, you just seem rather pleased that that random red-head was shoved down the stairs. I didn't think that was you kind of thing." I mused, staring at my long nails.

"Yes well, there are lots of things you don't know about me Natalya." he smirked, waggling his eyebrows.

"Have you had anything to drink today? You haven't let brat give you some of his Vodka did you?" I asked warily.

"No, why would you think that?" He questioned, cocking his head to the side.

"You're acting like your drunk or something." I deadpanned staring blankly at him, he just chuckled in response, waving me off. I sighed and turned back to the drama, tuning out and allowing my thoughts to carry me away.

Canada's POV

After the random Spanish drama ended I turned to talking to Russia. He smiled sweetly down at me when I turned to him and let out a yawn.

"Tiered, moy malen'kiy tsvetok?" He chuckled, I didn't understand the Russian he was speaking but brushed it off, not really caring at the time.

"No-," my body disobeyed me and let out another yawn, "I'm not sleepy, I'm too heroic to be sleepy!" I tried to convince him, rubbing my eyes.

"Of course you are." He said in an amused tone, "But all Heroes need their sleep, don't they? Because if they never slept then they wouldn't have the energy to save people." I thought over it for a while, stoking my chin in the process.

"Yes, but I'm not sleepy! I promise! I'm not sleepy!" I whined, pouting as he just continued to chuckle at me.

"You are pretty adorable when you act like a child." He commented, I was about to retort when another, bigger jet, came into view. On the side of it was a massive advertisement for the new Captain America movie. I squealed in delight and pressed my face up against the window.

"Dude! That's totally awesome! Don't 'cha think?!" He laughed and ruffled my hair slightly. "Ivan?" I yawned, settling down in my seat as he hummed in response, "I like you..."

"I like you too, tsvetok." I heard him whisper before drifting into a dream filled sleep.

"Please fasten you seatbelts~! We are now coming into landing~!" I was woken by the loud overly perky voice of the intercom. I blinked sleepily and rubbed my eye, yawning as I did so.

"Tiered, tsvetok?" a heavily accented voice chuckled, I nodded sneezing quietly. "Have you got your seatbelt on?" I nodded again, "Good, we'll be in Vegas in about ten minutes. Did you sleep well?"

"Yes, I had a great dream! You were in it! There was this bad guy and he was trying to kidnap me and then you swooped in and saved me! Then you said something in Russian, but I don't know what it meant." I pouted and thought for a second, "Something like, ya tibya lyublyu."

I looked up to him, his eyes had widened a bit but other than that his face still held his infamous child-like smile. "Its a special way of saying I like you." he explained. I grinned and linked my arm through his, snuggling closer to him. Suddenly my stomach started to flip and my ears popped, a dizzy feeling taking over my senses.

"Maddie? Are you ok?"

A/N FINALLY! A CHAPTER! YAY! Sorry it's sort of crappy! And short! Oh well! Next chapter will be better! See ya!

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