~Chapter 3: Peaches~

A/N: Wow, you guys really love this story of mine. I'm very, truly sorry about my LONG hiatus, but I'm BACK~! I'll be updating a lot more regularly, so stay tuned, my lovelies.

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Later that night, Natalya stood on her balcony, holding the white rose that Alfred had given to her close to her chest. The wind was fluttering and the moon was full that night as Natalya leaned on the railing of her white balcony, twirling the rose Alfred gave her in her petite fingers.

The Belarusian was in her lilac night gown with fluttering sleeves that barely covered her armpits and reached down below her knees. Her hair was tied down in a loose braid, layers of her hair already blowing in the wind. She suddenly decided to do something very girly and school-girl like of her.

Taking a deep breath, Natalya pinched one of the white rose petals and plucked it off.

He loves me.

Another one plucked off.

He loves me not.

…And so on.

What's wrong with me? She wondered, eyes never leaving the white rose petals as they flowed gently in the wind. I want to marry my brother. But this American is coming in and meddling with my hear-

Wait. Meddling with my heart?

Was she honestly falling for someone as arrogant, stubborn, childish, and level-headed as America? Of all people! He was, in nothing of comparison, to Ivan! She would surely be laughed at if any of the other UN countries found out about any of the afternoons she had spent with Alfred…right?

Tching with her mouth, Natalya threw the shrewd rose stem into the wind, one last petal left on it. If she had plucked said last petal, her small song would have ended with he loves me. Alas, the last petal she had picked had ended with he loves me not.

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"They're fucking ugly! Compared to this Natalya girl, they're shit!"

Had Tony been flattering her or was being down right blunt? Natalya wondered as she closed her window and walked to the bathroom to brush her long, silky hair.

But, Alfred had had other women there too. "Tourists…" she muttered under her breath as she yanked her hairbrush through her un-braided hair. Stupid Americans that weren't, and never would be worth any of his time-

Woah. What? She paused, staring at her reflection in the mirror.

"You need to know, Natalia, you look beautiful. Not only now, but always. Just remember that."

That was the second time that day his words rang through her head.

Beautiful. But not beautiful enough to be wed to her handsome, dashing, miraculous brother.

"Life isn't fair to me." She whispered, tears threatening to spill from the corners of her lavender eyes.

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Natalya climbed into her bed and pulled the puffy, translucent curtains around her four-poster bed close.

Ah. She felt like a princess.

She took a deep breath and rolled over to face the clock.

11:00.

…That's not too late to call a girlfriend, is it?

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"Hello?"

"Elizaveta?"

"Natalya? Natalya! Hi!" The Hungarian's girl chirped on the other line of the phone, happy and surprised. "Why are you calling so late?"

"I need a little advice…I'm sorry. Are you busy?"

"Um. I was about to go on a date with Gilbert, but he can wait…tell me everything my dear."

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"So…you're falling for Alfred."

"No… I-I'm not…I still love my brother. Very, very much."

"Natalya! It's not healthy for you to be infatuated with your brother!" Elizaveta sighed as she heard Natalya snort sarcastically. "Maybe this is a sign that you and your brother don't belong together. Don't you dare hang up on me!"

"Fine, damn you!"

"I say you should keep hanging out with Alfred. He's obviously being a very big…charmer, which I never thought he was capable of. And just see where things lead to, alright?"

"…Alright. Fine."

"Now I have to go hun, Gilbert is at my door."

"Wait…"

"Yes?"

"Keep this between us."

"I will! Good night."

Natalya hung up and laid back down, letting her body delve back to the wave of sleep overcoming her.

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Elizaveta hung up on the phone at her own house, leaning into Gilbert's arms, as he hung up on her other phone.

"Thanks for letting me eavesdrop on Nat's little love story on your other phone."

"No problem. Have a talk with Alfred, will you? She's still wishy washy over him and it's so damn cute that she's finally developing a crush on someone else."

"Hehehe. Don't fucking worry. The awesome me totally approves of America and Belarus together…way better than someone as ho-I mean, cute…" He winced as she smacked him and crossed her arms, looking away. "Cute as her to be with some creepass like Ivan."

"I agree~" Elizaveta sung and turned back to him, smiling. "Now, where were we?"

She stood and led him out the door, the couple late for their reservations at the restaurant.

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You say good morning

And

Good evening

The day is done, and you've come to find…

The words are fleeting, I hear you're quiet

Breathe in

Is something wrong?

Natalya awoke in her bed, the lyrics to that song ringing in her head. It was a soft, monotone love song that made her heart flutter.

Someone should sing it to me. She thought groggily to herself as she yawned and sat up, running a hair through her tangled hair.

That wasn't the real reason she had woken up though.

Even though the sun was pouring in through her closed windows and it was almost 11 A.M., the Belarusian beau would have been sleeping in more, but no.

Her phone was ringing still.

"Is that my boss?" She yawned as she opened her iPhone.

Nope, she was being spammed by practically every country.

Most of which she had never spoken too, and had only exchanged phone numbers with out of courtesy between the nations.

"You and America?"

"You like Alfred?"

"Oh my gosh, you're like, finally over your weirdo brother! Finally! We should hang sometime girlie! Whenever you need advice, I'm here for you? (; "

"You and America-san definitely click together. Best of luck with your new found relationship."

Oh god, she was going to kill that Hungarian bitch.

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A/N: Thanks to all who have waited for months for this /crappy/ update! First person who reviews the Title and Artist of the song Natalya was dreaming of gets a preview of next chapter!

Time to update my other stories~!