Chapter two: A party? There will be blood...

Belarus was in the kitchen watching Russia cook. She loved to watch him...nothing could desrupt this moment. Nothing. Except for a phone call. Sighing, Belarus answered the phone just to get a earful of yelling from Ally, "Heya, girly!" Belarus narrowed her eyes at her newly found 'friend', "Since vhen did I become 'girly'?" Ally laughed and muttered something. "Ok, listen, we're having a party and Russia, Ukraine, and you are all invited. So, c'mon! There's free food and-" Belarus interupted Ally, knowing that if she didn't stop her right now then Ally'd be talking all day. "I get it. Ve'll go. Bye." She hung up before Ally could say anything. "Big Brother..." Belarus purred, steping up to him. "Ve've been invited to a party. Shall ve go?" Russia stole a side glance to his younger sister and nodded, "After dinner..." He muttered. Belarus smiled and did a small twirl before exiting the kitchen. On her way to her room she met up with Ukraine. "Bewitching cry-baby..." Was all Belarus said before shoving her aside and walking down the hall towards her room.

Belarus sat on her bed, trying to decide wether she should get dressed up or just wear what she normally wore. It was a party and Belarus never liked them but if Big Brother was going then she should too. Maybe there would be games like truth or dare or somthing. If so, Russia would have no choice but to do her bidding. Belarus smiled dangerously and picked out a dress that Cora had given her for her birthday. The two were never close, in fact, Cora always kept at a distance. But, Belarus knew that Cora was just showing kindness-she always got somthing for everyone. Stupid nice girl...

The dress was a elegant blue color that shimmered when it hit the light just right. Belarus had kept the dress not only because it was absolutly beatuful but because it fit her frame perfectly, showing all her curves and then flaring out at the bottom. Belarus wore her regular shoes since she had nothing else. Belarus looked in the mirror, her reflection was absolutly stunning. She just wished she could do somthing with her hair...Belarus shook her head. If she wanted her hair done she would have to ask someone who could do hair-Ukraine or Cora. And frankly, Belarus liked nethier of them.

She touched the bow on top of her head and decided that she would call Cora. What harm could one do while getting their hair done? Belarus grabbed the phone and dialed Cora's phone. She answered after the third ring, "Hallo?~" Belarus thought about hanging up but she wasn't going to let this scare her. She wanted to look pretty for big brother so he would notice her. "Hello. Ah, it's Belarus. Cora, i vas vandering if you'd come over and do my hair?" Belarus talked in a strong demanding voice but on the inside she was a nervous wreck. "Ja. I could do zhat. No problem. It's for zhe party right? I'll be right over." The line went dead and Belarus collapsed on her bed with a sigh. This wasn't so bad.

Fifteen minutes later there was a knock on the front door. Belarus waited until someone else answered the door. After a while Cora came through Belarus's door with a green box. "H-hallo..." She smiled sheepishly and then grinned when she noticed Belarus wearing the dress that she got her. "Vow. I didn't know you still had zhat." Cora sat down next to Belarus but far away from knifing distance. "Vell, I...like it..." Belarus muttered, face turning red. "So, are you going to do my hair or vhat?" She snapped. Cora jumped and nodded quickly. "Ja." Cora scooted closer to Belarus and started to work on her hair.

When Cora was done Belarus looked in the mirror again. Her hair was curled and had a bow in it. It somewhat resembled her own but this one was silky smoth and, like the dress, shimmered in the light. It was off to the upper right side, giving it a cute crooked look. "Vell, vhat do you zhink?" Belarus started to smile but didn't. "It's fine. You did vell." Cora smiled widely and swished the dress that Belarus had just noticed she had on.

The dress Cora was wearing was black and had three buckles on the mid-section and two on each hald sleave. The dress went down to her knees and she was wearing her normal boots that Germany had gotten her. Cora's hair held a single black flower with vibrant green leaves that stung to look at them. "Cora..you look...lovley..." Belarus immedetly scolded herself for and mentaly kicked herself. What in the world was she thinking? Cora was blushing smiling a bit, playing with her normal dog collar necklace that she never took off.

Cora was surprised at Belarus. 'Maybe she's just complementing me now because she's going to kill me later'. She had no control of the thought and it just kept buzzing around in her head. "Vell, since I'm going zo zhe party, vanna ride vith me?" Belarus stared at her strangly. Just because she slipped up and said somthing nice to her didn't mean that they were friends. "No. I'm going vith Big brother." And with that Cora was shut out of the room. She didn't know why she tried to be nice in the first place. "Nein. I know vhy. It's in my nature. Just like it's Belarus's nature zo be vile.." Cora walked away from the door and a listening Belarus.

Vile? Belarus laughed at the thought. She'd been called many names but never vile. Insane, yes. Crazy, yes. Dangerous, yes. But vile? Never before. Belarus stole one last look in the mirror before going down stairs to see her Brother. "Russia. I'm ready." She purred once she got into the living room. "Russia? Big brother? Vhere are you?" Belarus spun around, looking in every direction. She was the first to be done. That must mean that Ukraine was trying to dress nicer. The busty bewitching baby! How dare she try to outshow her self?

Russia walked to the living room just as Belarus spun around, the dress shimering the whole time. When she stopped she was acing the other away and the dress settled around her ankles. The dress was very tight at the top, no sleaves at all. Around the thigh area, the dress flaired out, it was beatiful Russia wished he could go to his sister and hug her like he'd always wanted to. But, he couldn't, since Ukraine was with him. Belarus turned once again, the dress flying out in all directions. Her eyes brightened but then her face fell at the sight of her sister.

Ukraine had a very showy dress that was tight at the top but not anywere else. The dress was a light red rose color and it went perfect with the heels that she was wearing. Ukraine's hair was bejewled with all sorts of shimmering, shinning, and sparkling jewlels. She was pretty but in Russia's eyes, Belarus looked magnificent. Belarus walked up to her older brother and linked arms with his and then dragged him out to the car, despite his pulling away.

They all got into the car and drove to America's house. Belarus was in the back seat, upset that Russia had Ukraine sit with him. She stared out the window, watching all the flying colors of the world. The greens, blues, pinks, browns...She couldn't get it out of her mind. The question that is. Why did Russia favour Ukraine and not her? Ukraine was a baby. She was ot. Ukraine was bewitching. She was not. Yet, why did Russia like her best? Belarus did everything she could for Russia. She'd kill someone for him. She'd die for him... and he doesn't even acknowlege that.

They pulled into the driveway and got out. Ally rushed to greet them and hugged Belarus endearingly. She akwardly hugged back. Ally had a tight-and very short- red sparkly dress with red high heels. She looked like a whore. Belarus tried to fake a smile but she couldn't, so she gave up. "Hey, you bloody wanker, what'd you do to England?" Addie demanded as she stomped up, glaring at Ally. "I gave him some liquor. He was thirsty! Dude, it's not my fault he can't hold it down!" With that said, the two started to argue back and forth.

Addie had a simple, yet elegant, white dress on. England's pick. Belarus decicded. Their 'gentleman' and 'lady-like' natures were very annoying...and fake. Belarus was staring at them, trying to decide who was more stupid. "Their equal..." Cora spoke up next to, almost reading her mind. "Don't do that! I could've killed you!" Cora looked at Belarus, eyes wide. "S-sorry..." Belarus opened her mouth to say somthing but then Germany came storming out, "Ally, Addie, get in zhe kitchen und clean up your mess! You made Italy cry!" Belarus looked at Cora to see her face was red, "Nice talkin' to ya, Belarus. Bye!" And she dashed off, boots thudding heavily against the ground.

Belarus made her way to the house, looking for Russia. "Hey you made it! Woha, Belarus, dude, you look...stunning." Belarus felt her ace heat up at America's anger but she played it offf as anger like a pro. "Shut up, you moron. Vhere's big brother?" America pointed towards the living room. As far as she saw, only the girls were dressing up. The boys were all in their regular clothes. 'They couldn't get decent to save their life...besides Big brother. He's perfect...' Belarus thought to herself. When she entered the living room she saw Russia sitting on the couch with Ukraine's head in his lap, talking away.

Russia noticed his sister's presence and looked up at her. Belarus turned, her skirt flying everywere, shimering as beatiful as the stars on a clear night sky. She ran out the living room. That was defintaly out of character for Belarus. She'd never run away. Russia stood up, excusing himself from Ukraine and he went out the door to find Belarus. Something must be ailing her, he thought, she'd never run away from me...

Belarus smiled as she rounded the corner. Her plan to lure Russia away from Ukraine had worked. She could finally be alone with him...maybe this time he'd see how much she loved him and maybe he'd see that they belonged together. Belarus made it to the backyard and stopped, leaning against the wall, waiting for her big brother. "Belarus? Vhat's vrong?" Russia asked her as he saw her against the wall. Belarus looked down, faking saddness, "Big brother...vhy don't you love me?" Her words took him aback and he frowned. He longed to tell her how much he loved her. How much he wanted to be with her...but he couldn't. "I love you Belarus..." He trailed off, using his 'i'm your brother, not your boyfriend' voice.

"That's not the kind of love i mean big brother and you know it!" Belarus said, getting upset. "Vhy can't you see how much I love you, Big brother? You've always favoured Ukraine over me! I don't understand it. Vhat does she have that I-" Belarus stopped short as Russia's lips crashed into hers. He couldn't stand it any more. He wanted to tell her how much he loved her, how much it pained him to make her sad. But he couldn't find the words to tell her. Couldn't find the easy way out. So, he kissed her. What harm could that do? He was in love with her and he couldn't tell her so why not show her?

Belarus was too surprised to do anything at first but after a while, she sank into the kiss. They pulled away for air and Belarus looked up questionably at her older brother, "Vhat vas-" He cut her off by shaking his head, "Don't say anything, Belarus...let's get back to the party..."