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„Hello Belarus!", he plopped down next to her on the couch. Lithuania smiled brightly at her.
Not again.
"Hello.", she said in her usual cold voice and continued flicking the holes in her brothers clothes. She wasn't that much into handcrafting, but Russia appreciated her help and that made her happy. To see him wearing a shirt she repaired with her own hands... It felt like something a wife would do.
Lithuania ruined the whole moment and Belarus was already tempted to get one of her knifes out of her garter.
"I thought about something...", he began.
She wasn't interested at all and stayed quite, her eyes on the cloth in her hand, concentrating on what she was doing.
"We could kiss-", he jumped when Belarus hand reached for a knife and her usual glare got even worse. "Let me finish talking!"
"Where does this stupid idea come from?", she hissed and pointed with the knife on the brunette.
Holding hands? Once. Fine. Kissing? What the hell was he thinking?!
"I-I just thought that, umm, s-since we already had a date y-you might like me more than you a-admit!", he was totally blind from love.
"And that I'd like to kiss you.", she added.
"Y-Yes."
"Did my brother beat you senseless?", it wasn't a real question, that was obvious. But it had a nice side-effect: Lithuania twitched at the mentioning of Russia.
He didn't say anything for a moment, then laughed a little, uncomfortable.
"I-It was just an idea... I-If we would kiss, y-you'd know whether... you know... whether it feels good."
She wondered why her knife wasn't in his stomach yet.
"That's a pretty retarted idea.", she said and decided to ignore him. Maybe he'd leave her alone.
Belarus looked back at the cloth which needed to be repared and continued.
"Please kiss me. Just once. You won't regret it."
Did he want to die?!
"Please give me a kiss."
"...Fine."
"What?"
"I said fine, jerk."
His eyes sparkled and his smiling mouth was open, which made him look very retarted. More than usual.
"I'll give you a kiss.", Belarus said, since he was just staring at her. Then she took something out of her sewing basket.
Lithuania swallowed nervous at that thought.
"Here you go.", she leaned a bit forward and took his hand.
He looked confused when she leaned back again without kissing him.
"What...?", he began and looked in his hand. "A thimble?"
"No. That's a kiss.", she said serious.
He just looked at her, then at the thimble and back to her.
God, was he really that slow?
"Stupid. Have you never heard of Peter Pan?"
"O-of course I-... Oh.", it had took him a while, but now it finally made click in his brain.
And he laughed. A real laugh this time.
Belarus had to admit, it was rare that she made a joke of any kind.
She giggled a little, when she thought of Lithuania's confused face when he had seen the thimble.
At that giggle, Lithuania looked surprised, but even happier.
She was a bit shocked that that guy had caused that very rare sound out of her.
"Thank you.", he finally said, when he stopped staring at hear unusual happy face.
If he just wouldn't be so love-sick...!
"Now that you have your kiss leave me alone. I have to do.", she said with her old pokerface.
"You won't give me a... a thimble?"
"No, idiot. Be happy with what you've got."
"I-I am! I'll keep this kiss forever!"
If he wouldn't leave he could sure expect a knife in his body.
"Th-thank you again."
"Leave.", her voice was sharp and he wasn't that dumb to stay.

She continued repairing. Her thoughts switched between her beloved brother and that baltic guy.
Maybe she'd even have given him a thimble –a real kiss-, just to... to hold him warm for her. Sometimes she lost hope that her brother would ever love her back and Lithuania was a nice guy after all...
No, she shaked her head to get rid of the thoughts. Russia was made for her.
He was the only one who would get her first kiss.
Not that stupid love-sick baltic.
He could get the second maybe.

The End.

Description
„Hello Belarus!", he plopped down next to her on the couch. Lithuania smiled brightly at her.
Not again.
"Hello.", she said in her usual cold voice and continued flicking the holes in her brothers clothes. She wasn't that much into handcrafting, but Russia appreciated her help and that made her happy. To see him wearing a shirt she repaired with her own hands... It felt like something a wife would do.
Lithuania ruined the whole moment and Belarus was already tempted to get one of her knifes out of her garter.
"I thought about something...", he began.
She wasn't interested at all and stayed quite, her eyes on the cloth in her hand, concentrating on what she was doing.
"We could kiss-", he jumped when Belarus hand reached for a knife and her usual glare got even worse. "Let me finish talking!"
"Where does this stupid idea come from?", she hissed and pointed with the knife on the brunette.
Holding hands? Once. Fine. Kissing? What the hell was he thinking?!
"I-I just thought that, umm, s-since we already had a date y-you might like me more than you a-admit!", he was totally blind from love.
"And that I'd like to kiss you.", she added.
"Y-Yes."
"Did my brother beat you senseless?", it wasn't a real question, that was obvious. But it had a nice side-effect: Lithuania twitched at the mentioning of Russia.
He didn't say anything for a moment, then laughed a little, uncomfortable.
"I-It was just an idea... I-If we would kiss, y-you'd know whether... you know... whether it feels good."
She wondered why her knife wasn't in his stomach yet.
"That's a pretty retarted idea.", she said and decided to ignore him. Maybe he'd leave her alone.
Belarus looked back at the cloth which needed to be repared and continued.
"Please kiss me. Just once. You won't regret it."
Did he want to die?!
"Please give me a kiss."
"...Fine."
"What?"
"I said fine, jerk."
His eyes sparkled and his smiling mouth was open, which made him look very retarted. More than usual.
"I'll give you a kiss.", Belarus said, since he was just staring at her. Then she took something out of her sewing basket.
Lithuania swallowed nervous at that thought.
"Here you go.", she leaned a bit forward and took his hand.
He looked confused when she leaned back again without kissing him.
"What...?", he began and looked in his hand. "A thimble?"
"No. That's a kiss.", she said serious.
He just looked at her, then at the thimble and back to her.
God, was he really that slow?
"Stupid. Have you never heard of Peter Pan?"
"O-of course I-... Oh.", it had took him a while, but now it finally made click in his brain.
And he laughed. A real laugh this time.
Belarus had to admit, it was rare that she made a joke of any kind.
She giggled a little, when she thought of Lithuania's confused face when he had seen the thimble.
At that giggle, Lithuania looked surprised, but even happier.
She was a bit shocked that that guy had caused that very rare sound out of her.
"Thank you.", he finally said, when he stopped staring at hear unusual happy face.
If he just wouldn't be so love-sick...!
"Now that you have your kiss leave me alone. I have to do.", she said with her old pokerface.
"You won't give me a... a thimble?"
"No, idiot. Be happy with what you've got."
"I-I am! I'll keep this kiss forever!"
If he wouldn't leave he could sure expect a knife in his body.
"Th-thank you again."
"Leave.", her voice was sharp and he wasn't that dumb to stay.

She continued repairing. Her thoughts switched between her beloved brother and that baltic guy.
Maybe she'd even have given him a thimble –a real kiss-, just to... to hold him warm for her. Sometimes she lost hope that her brother would ever love her back and Lithuania was a nice guy after all...
No, she shaked her head to get rid of the thoughts. Russia was made for her.
He was the only one who would get her first kiss.
Not that stupid love-sick baltic.
He could get the second maybe.

The End.