A/N: Thank you all for the favorites and reviews, they were lovely and made my crappy week far better. I really appreciate that. Also, I do not own Axis Powers Hetalia, or any of it's characters. Also, yes the titles of the chapters are from The Chauffeur by Duran Duran. x-Mikan-san-x was the first to get it correct : D
I apologize that this chapter is so short, I'm doing my college finals currently, and it's a bit of a pain. I'll try and update longer soon!
"Oh shit?" He repeated wearily. "And what makes you say that? Do you know Ivan or something?" Toris asked softly. Alfred grabbed his shoulders. "Dude. He doesn't know who you worked with right?" The loud blond asked, and Toris shook his head. "No? Good… Good. Keep it that way." Toris blinked, "Alfred… I need to know why this is such a big deal." Alfred smiled, but in a tense awkward way. "I… I'm not going to be the one to tell you. The only one that can is Feliks." Toris groaned. "Fine! Where is he?" He asked the pang back in his chest. Alfred smiled sheepishly, "I uh… accidently left the patrol thing on the table over there." The blond supplied helpfully. "Roster?" Toris corrected. "Yeah! That thing." Toris resisted the urge to face-palm. "Thanks." He said with a small smile.
Toris found Feliks standing with his hands on his hips, watching the Lithuanian come closer. "I like, knew Alfred would tell you where I was eventually." He said, sounding both slightly amused and annoyed at the same time. "No, I found the roster." Toris said, giving a small awkward smile. Feliks nodded slowly. "Well. What then?" He asked, and Toris came closer to him. "What happened with you and Ivan Braginsky?" Toris asked. Feliks laughed a bit and it almost sounded like a giggle, "Like, nothing." Toris blinked a few times at that response. "Nothing…? But then why-?" He started to ask, but Feliks put a fingertip against Toris's lips. The Lithuanian jumped in surprise at the touch. "Look, Liet. Nothing happened between me and him. Or more, nothing between us happened to put me in here. It was something else." Feliks said, this time his expression serious.
"Then why?" Toris asked, pushing Feliks's hand away from his lips and held the blond's wrist in his hand. Feliks pulled his wrist out of Toris's grip and took his hand instead. "You'll be making a mistake if you know Liet. Like, he'll come after you if he knew we were even talking." Feliks said, his voice quiet. Yet something about the way he said it turned Toris's spine to ice. The feeling of ice crystalizing down his back, the curiosity expanded the crystals into thousands of thick clusters until it felt like his entire body was going to explode, just because he was curious. "I don't care." Toris said, lacing their fingertips and pulling the blond closer. Feliks's eyes widened a bit as he stared up at the brunette, but then he sighed loudly, closing his eyes.
"Honestly? I shouldn't be telling you." He said, but Toris patiently waited for him to continue. "Like, look. It went like this. There was a girl named Natalia Arlovskaya-Branginsky." Toris nodded slowly. He was aware of this, he'd met the girl before. Feliks smiled wryly, "Ivan's little sister. She was his half-sister, but they got along famously. See, there was once a time Natalia and I used to like… be friends. Or as friendly as you can get with people like her." Feliks said softly. Toris tilted his head to the side, a silent invitation to continue. Feliks looked at their linked hands for a moment before he continued. "Natalia like… she loved her brother. Very much. And one day Ivan got sick of our friendship. He like…" Feliks silenced, suddenly his eyes were dark and he seemed pained. "He told her to kill me. And she tried." His voice was quiet. So quiet that Toris felt a shiver run up his spine. "And then what happened?" Toris nudged softly once he didn't think Feliks would say anymore.
Feliks looked up into his face, calculating his response. He seemed indecisive on how the taller brunette would handle what he was about to say. "Feliks." Toris said softly, offering him another chance to finish his story. "I…" Feliks started, then shifted his weight on to his other foot, biting his lip gently as he looked away. "It's alright." Toris said finally and Feliks looked up at him, something reminiscent of a shadow passing through the man's expression. The expression was something far darker and far more instinctually carnal… something completely unlike the small blond standing in front of him.
Finally, Feliks said in a voice that was so quiet it was almost a whisper, "I killed Natalia."
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Oh snap.