Hey guys! Chapter 4 already? Man, my imagination is real fast. But, that's good, right? This story is sort of unpopular, to be honest, but....more popular than expected. Oh well, as long as I have at least one person who likes this...then I'm happy. Better then having no one and basically writing to myself. Hah, yeah...anyway, onwards with the disclaimer and the story! ...please? Can we continue yet?

DISCLAIMER - I DO NOT OWN AXIS POWERS HETALIA OR ITS CHARACTERS. Well, I do own any character I make up.

Chapter 4 - I'm sorry, Toris.

We have finally arrived in the restaurant! I swear, 5 more minutes in silence in that car, and...it drives me nuts just thinking about it! At least now Toris doesn't have an excuse to be quiet! Now, it will be just me and him in a....oh, come on! What the hell? An Italian restaurant? Is he TRYING to kill me? I miss Feliciano enough without this, too! I pretend to be happy, and walk in with Toris. There is a man in a suit at the front, with some sort of weird mustache. God, this is an insult to what Italians look like. Although...Feliciano has that cute little hair curl...aw, dammit! Why this restaurant? I'd rather be stuck in McDonald's with Alfred right now!

"Good evening, sir. Table for two?" the man asks.
"Hey, is that mustache real?" I say, smiling.
"I beg your pardon? This mustache is real!" he looks at me, horrified. If I keep this up, we'll be kicked out....perfect!
I reached over to his face, and pulled on the mustache-looking thing "Hm, it's real. You were right. What about that obviously fake accent? Is that real? Because, my closest friend is Italian, and his accent isn't that retarded!" I whispered.
"Belarus! Don't be so rude!" Toris looked at me, horrified.
"You know, this job is real hard without the likes of you. And, your name is Belarus? You're named after a country? Do you know how SAD that is? What, your parents hated you that much?" the man laughed. That hurt!
"I never had a mother or father. I only had a brother who I stalked and a sister who had money problems. You think your life is bad? Try being like me. Quit whining. Come on, Li-I mean, Toris. I'm not hungry anymore."
"Natalia, are you alright?" he looks at me, those blue eyes staring deep into my soul..hah! It worked! I've forced a crush on Toris!
"Hey, wait! You just called her 'Belarus'! What is her real name?" the mustache freak asked.
"My name? It's Belarus. But, I'm known as Natalia Arlovskaya to your kind. I don't even see why I'm introducing myself to you." I say, blinking back tears.
"Natalia, we had better go. No point in starting pointless fight, right?" Toris smiles hopefully.
"Yeah, you're right." I nod, walking out with Toris, holding his hand.

I must admit, Toris is really sweet...I think. I don't really know him that much, in all honesty. I still like Feliciano but...he's different. They are both so different. And I think I've actually fallen for Toris, too. We walk towards the car, still hand in hand. I want to see if these feelings aren't just made to cover what is really there. I need to make sure that I'm not lying to myself, that I'm not using him. I stop him, looking into the crystal-clear blue eyes looking at me. I lean over, and kiss him. I...feel something. A spark? Maybe. I break the kiss, looking away. I have to confess, why I really asked him out.

"Lithuania, listen. I...have to say something. The reason I asked you out was because I need to get my mind off I-ah, never mind that. The point is, I only asked you out, because I neded to do something. But, you know, I'm glad I did it. I'm happy that I asked you out." his smile is replaced with a frown. I've hurt him, haven't I?
"Belarus, I'm sorry. I'm going to take you home, now. Is that alright?" he says, his voice shaking. He's hurt.
"Lithuania, I..." I hug him, hoping to see him smile.
"Save it. I don't want excuses." he snaps, breaking away from the hug. What have I done?

I'm home. Toris drove away the moment I left the car. He's really mad with me, isn't he? I've hurt him, more than anyone could imagine. I get out my phone from my pocket and kick off my shoes. Hey, I got a text from Feliciano!
'It's going well. Just got home, didn't have a chance to text back. If you're home before midnight, can you call? I want to hear about your date.' I looked at the time. 10:38. Good.
'Actually, Italy, if you're not busy, can you come over? I need to talk to someone right now.' I send the text. I hope he comes.

I lay down on my couch, and just think. What have I done? I've seriously hurt Toris! What am I going to do? Toris will probably never speak to me again! And, I don't blame him. I feel something on my cheek. Am I...crying? Oh no! How could I have hurt him like this? How could I be so...cruel? So, THIS is why I have no friends? I'm sorry, Toris.

And that's it for Chapter 4! Sorry this one was shorter than the others, and sorry TorisxNatalia fans! I really tried to make it work, but...the plot, you understand? It just doesn't support two-timing! Anyway, I'll get started on Chapter 5 now! Please review, as you know. Feedback, questions, comments, suggestions...anything is appreciated! ^.^