Hallo. Das Haftungsausschluss ist im Deutsch, nur denn. Es tut mir Leid. Ich liebe ihr! Ihr macht mir glücklich! Über meine Freunden. Meine Freunden bestehend aus fünf Mädchen und ein Junge. Wir liebe Anime und Videospiele. Ich normalerweise im Hintergrund hängen und sprechen Sie mit dem ein Junge, der in der Regel ist bei uns. Was? Keine Ahnung! Ich besitze keinen Hetalia. Tchüs!
~Kolko
Flashback!
2 years before Belarus and Lithuania got together.
"Well… 39°C. You are definitely staying in bed today," said Russia.
"Oh come on!" Belarus rasped, "I'm-" the sentence was cut off by a fit if coughs.
"I think you need a break from work. You should definitely stay home," he said. Belarus then smiled. A whole day with Russia taking care of her. Her throat was on fire, she was very tired, and her body ached everywhere but with Russia, she felt a bit better. She felt like she was finally being treated like his wife. Until what he said next.
"I have a meeting to go to," he said. Her heart sank. "I don't trust you alone, so Lithuania will watch over you." She then felt even worse if possible. Lithuania?! The guy with the strange sideburns? She moaned. Why that unkempt person out of anyone else?! Stupid disease!
"Can't Estonia or Latvia do it?" she asked. He smiled.
"I'll try to be back soon, okay?" He kissed her on the forehead before leaving. That made her feel a bit better. She looked around. No one was home. Not a creature was stirring, not even a Baltic. She could still try to walk around the house until the guy with the stomachaches came. She felt immensely tired. She could barely leave the bed, but she forced herself to do so. She felt very weak.
"What… is this illness?" she choked. Her heart was racing and she was out if breath after she got downstairs. She felt so stiff and her body ached all over. Why did I get out of bed? Now I'm going to have to trek all the way up the stairs again. She made it to the kitchen before she collapsed on the floor. In the kitchen, the tile was nice and cold. She then heard the door open. No, not now! I can't let Russia see me like this! She then heard whistling of the InCulto song, "Eastern European Funk." Great! The cat sh*t bastard was here! She heard footsteps upstairs.
"Miss Belarus?" he called, "Where are you?" It was hard to breathe now. She felt like dropping dead. She felt so horrible, she finally decided to let out a moan for him to find her. "B-Belarus?" She heard footsteps bounding down the stairs. He opened to kitchen. She thought he had something in his hands because she heard something drop. She then passed out.
She then awoke again in her room. Lithuania was staring at her.
"Stop staring at me," she rasped. She sounded horrible.
"Don't ever do that again!" he said. She was confused. "You scared me so much. Promise me you won't leave this room!" She nodded, since speaking hurt immensely. Since when did Lithuania talk like that?
"You're the guy with pollakiuria, right?" she asked. He blushed madly and nodded. She yawned.
"I'm glad you're awake," he said.
"How long was I sleeping?"
"Two days." She gave a shocked reaction. "I got you the medicine from the hospital and a notebook so you don't have to speak." He handed her the notebook and pen. She scribbled something down. Where is Russia? "He is still at the meeting. He had to fly all the way to America and there was a snow storm. No planes are allowed to take off." Poor Nii-san. She sighed. I guess I'm stuck with you, right? He nodded. She looked at her wrist. Was I in the hospital? He nodded. "You were hardly breathing. I had no choice," he said, "You must be hungry." She shook her head. Food was the last thing on her mind right now. I hate you. He sighed. "I know," he said. She began to get bored. She wrote down a question. What is your real name? He smiled. "Toris Laurinaitis," he said. Isn't Toris a dog's name? He blushed. "Um…" he then nodded. It suits you. "Well, my actual name is Tolys, but after a while, after a very long story, people started calling me Toris," he said, "I guess it's easier." It was silent for a moment. She then scribbled something down. Feel like shit. "Oh! I almost forgot about the medicine!" he said. He had out a pill. "You should also drink plenty of water. Doctor's orders." She rolled her eyes.
"I-"
"Please use the notepad. Don't strain your voice," he said. She then smiled. She then began smacking him with the notebook. "Ah! Hey! Stop! Please! This isn't a mature way to handle this- ow!"
End Flashback
Lithuania woke up to a splintering headache. What happened after he came home the previous night? He was on the couch asleep.
"Oh good, you're awake." He then snapped awake. "I found you passed out on the floor, I guess that you were really tired."
"I had a very weird dream," he said, "I dreamt that- no you'll think it's stupid."
"No no. I'm listening," she said.
"Well, I awoke… and I was in a very unique and beautiful house. And Russia was staring at me. But Russia was a little kid. He looked at me with a smile. And he gave me a sunflower. Then the dream ended." he explained. She smiled. He had a dream about Dmitry, but she didn't tell him who it really was.
"Russia was a cute little kid back then," she said.
"Wait, what time is it?" he asked.
"9:32. Why?"
"Shoot! I have a date at 2:00!" he panicked.
"You have a lot of time! Why so stressed?" she asked. He sighed.
"She wants me to go out and dance with her and… well…" he sighed and blushed, "I can't dance." She wanted to smack him but instead she just nodded. Can't dance?! Since when couldn't he dance?! He was amazing in her world. He and her would always go out to dance. He was one of the best especially when it came to classical dancing.
"I can teach you… if you want," she said.
"You don't have to-"
"No. I enjoy it," she said. He followed her upstairs. "What kind of music does she like?"
"This is the ballroom dancing stuff, you know, classical," he said. She turned on the music.
"Okay first take my hand," she instructed. He did so. She could tell he felt awkward. She put her hand on his shoulder. He did the same. She laughed a bit. "Your hand goes down here," she said moving his hand to her hip. They slightly blushed and nodded. She taught him the basic steps to the waltz first. Then they went on to the Viennese Waltz. He slowly became familiar with it and with her. "Now that you have the basics, I think you should impress her by learning something more difficult," she said.
"That's actually a good idea," he said.
"Okay, let's work on the Foxtrot," she said. He picked up fast. They then later learned the Jive, Tango, and the Samba. By 1:00 they were learning the Rumba. Despite it's name it's kind of a slow dance. She could tell he didn't feel at all awkward anymore. He felt… like this was natural. He had got used to dancing with another woman. As part of the dance they at one point were face to face. Their bodies were really close. They stopped there. She stared into his stunning green eyes. He stared into hers. She wanted nothing more then to kiss him right there. The two blushed.
"Oh Dievas! It's 1:30! I have to get going," he said. He walked to the door. "Ačiū! Thank you so much! If there is anything I can do for you, please tell me. I really owe you," he said. She smiled but inside she was crushed.
"I hope it pays off!" she said before he left.
"Atsisveikinimo!" He left.
"Preshaute," she sighed.
"Wow sestra, I didn't know you could dance that well," said a voice. She jumped. She turned around to see Russia.
"Oh. Russia you startled me," she said.
"It's like you two have been practicing for years," he said, "You two look-" he stopped. He then blushed. She was confused. "I'm glad you have gotten used to Lithuania. Honestly he's my favourite Baltic." Mine too, she thought, but in a totally different way. Russia left slightly blushing. She then went upstairs to her bedroom and plugged in some headphones and began to listen to "Love is Blind" by Donny Montell. She sighed. She missed him so much. If she knew this fiancé of his, she would murder her. But she had to keep a low profile here. She sighed. Dancing with him was the best thing that had happened so far. She then began to come up with a plan to get him back into her arms.