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~( Liet's point of view)~

Toris was walking down the street, hands in his pockets. He was wearing his usual military uniform under a long, black, trench coat-like jacket. He found himself lost in a quaint little neighborhood. He had stopped in front of a somewhat large house, with a very beautiful garden. 'To bad, the flowers are all dead because it's Winter,' He though to himself. 'I would love to see this house during the Spring.' He smiled. He heard a loud CRACK. Toris jumped at the loud noise. "O-Oh, it was just a nail gun..." He muttered reassuringly to himself, brushing a bit of chocolate-brown hair out of his eye.

"You can go inside now, _______." A deep voice said, obviously to another person. The voice seemed to come from the front porch of the house. A female voice replied;

"Yes, grandpa." Toris was almost knocked off his feet. He spotted a young girl about his age, leaning against a tree, with her arms wrapped around, as if to hug it. She had (h/c) hair, and (e/c) eyes, that shone in the sunlight, ever-so beautifully. Toris felt his face burn. She was gorgeous! She ran up the front steps, and disappeared into the house. He figured since he wound up hopelessly lost, that he would ask for directions. He went up the driveway, up the sidewalk, and stopped at the foot of the front steps.

"Excuse me, sir." He said respectfully. The older man that was probably the girl's grandfather, turned to face him. "But, I seem to be lost, um, may I ask for directions?" The man gave him directions, and invited Toris inside.

"Come in, come in!" He welcomed. "My wife has just made some fresh hot chocolate." He added. Toris smiled, and graciously accepted the invitation. The man showed him inside, leading him into their brightly lit foyer.

"______! Come on down, we have a visitor!" The old man called up the stairs. 'So that's her name....' Toris chimed to himself. '______, ______.' He repeated in his head. He watched the girl come down the stairs quickly. The man closed the door, and Toris heard a noise.

"Front door!" Two beeps. A woman's voice had come from the upper level. ______ smiled.

"Don't worry, that's just the alarm system." She explained cheerily, Toris smiled back at the girl. Her grandfather headed upstairs.

"______, will show you to the kitchen." He called down.

~( Your Point of View )~

The boy standing in front of you was handsome to say the least. You could slightly see that his cheek were tinted pink. You giggled. "Follow me, um...?" You gestured at him. He smiled.

"Toris Laurinaitis." He said, still smiling. He had an accent, but you weren't sure where from though. Poland? Lithuania? Latvia? Estonia? Either way, it didn't matter.

"_______ _______." You replied. He smiled once more, and you lead him to the kitchen. Toris was looking around, taking in all the details of your grandparents' house.

"You have a beautiful name." Toris whispered to you. You felt your cheeks burn. He was handed a mug of hot chocolate. The two of you sat down at the kitchen table. You were laughing together the whole time! Toris and you had so much in common.

--_________--

~( Liet's Point Of View )~

Toris glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, and frowned. "Sorry, _______, but I must be going now." He said sadly. She replied.

"I guess I should give you this..." She handed it to Toris, and he read it over, it had her phone number, and address on it! Toris smiled.

"Ačiū." He smirked at her., and tucked the paper in his pocket. "Thank you, in Lithuanian." He explained. She giggled, ever-so cutely. And she lead you to the front door. Toris bent down and whispered om her ear.

~( Your Point Of View )~

"I think...I think I really like you, __-_____..." He said gently, but his face was as red as a cherry. You blushed madly, looking up at him. He smiled and walked outside. You watched him, for what might be your future...you know? Boyfriend.