i know this is a short chapter, but its also a cliffhanger. I do not own Hetalia. I'm also trying to draw. So far, my best is Korea's head and an angry chibi China. I still suck.

~Kolko

Flashback! 4 months after coming home.

Lithuania was carrying Belarus upstairs. She was asleep in his arms.

"Where was she asleep this time?" Marijus asked.

"On top of the television," he said with a slight smile. He chuckled.

"Why does she always pass out in the weirdest places?" he asked.

"There is something wrong with your Motina's brain Marijus," he said.

"I knew that," he said, "I think it's really funny. I took pictures of every weird place I found her asleep." Lithuania set Belarus on the bed.

"Oh?" he replied.

"I remember yesterday she was underneath the sink."

End Flashback.

When Belarus got home, she felt like banging her head against the wall. She was about to when she saw her calendar. Same day as she was in now. But there were markings on certain days of her calendar (no it wasn't a marriage registration form). Why didn't her sister know how to stand up for herself?! She didn't even know who Canada even was! She hadn't even heard of the country she was supposed to marry! She didn't even hear the door open. She was too deep in thought.

"Oh! I'm sorry! I keep barging in!" Lithuania apologized, "please excuse me Miss. Again I'm really sorry. I will be-" She then hugged him. "I take it you were shocked at what you saw." She nodded. She then couldn't resist the urge. She wanted him. It felt so natural. It felt so right. SHe threw caution into the wind. She kissed him. Lithuania was very shocked. He gave her a very weird look. "Whoa. What-wh-what-"

"I know you are confused now, but-"

"First of all, don't you hate me?" he asked, "And now?! And why me of-"

"You actually were the one that kept me from losing it," she said, "you keep me sane. You give me hope. You are always there."

"Really? I know I'm not really sane either," he said, "But, don't you have a boyfriend?" Silence. ...WHAT?!

"Im sorry, what?!"

"You have been back for two weeks. You two made up and decided to date. You circled the dates on your calendar," he said. A boyfriend?! A f*cking boyfriend?! What the hell?! Who the hell am I dating?! Klingle! "You have a date today, remember? I'll go get the door." Lithuania actually looked happy to get the door. Belarus took a deep breath and opened her door. She went downstairs to meet her beloved date. She then heard a laugh. A familiar laugh. A VERY familiar, annoying laugh. Possibly the most annoying laugh in the world (Literally. They are nations. I know, bad joke). Oh don't tell me- She then saw him. Standing there, happily chatting with Lithuania, was none other than the United States of America.

"Oh, are you ready yet?" he asked. She held up a finger that meant 'give me a minute'. She ran to her room. She felt like screaming. Not him! Not America! She then stopped and realized. This is America. I know him. it could be worse. It could be Latvia. She was glad it was someone she dated before. Then, the more she thought about it, the more relieved she was. But how the hell was Russia okay with this?! But now she would see what life would be like if she went to America instead. She quickly fixed herself up and dashed downstairs. America smiled. "Ready?" She nodded. The two then left. The two went to the park. For a while (1 minute) no one spoke. Then, as usual America started loudly talking about something stupid. She had to admit, she did have fun, but it wasn't nearly as fun as it was with Lithuania. Sure her and America usually got into the weirdest of situations (mostly because of America), but sometimes she just wanted some quiet. When she got home, she thanked him and went inside. She sighed. Being with America was just plain exhausting. In her real life, she could tell America had a crush on someone else. She honestly never knew America would swing that way, but he's apparently bisexual. She wanted more than anything to go back to her old life. She wanted to see her kids. Her real family. Most of all, she missed how Lithuania loved her. And how they would always protect each other at world meetings.

"Miss Belarus?" asked her former lover, "Would you like something to drink? I know how exhausting America can be." She shook her head. He bowed. He then went downstairs to tend to matters elsewhere. But as he left, she caught a glimpse of gold on his finger. Wait, he must remember! He has the ring! He has to remember me! I will have him remember. Tomorrow, when no one is home, I shall help him remember what he had with me.