Hetalia: The Baltics

8 Emotions

Confusion isn't a good thing, but it isn't a bad thing. If you're confused about what someone said that you shouldn't know, then in a way its a good thing. But if your confused because of love, like being in a type of love triangle. Then it is bad, especially when your mind and your heart are fighting, one says to go with guy number one and the other says to go with guy number two.

What are you suppose to do? How can you listen to both? Which one is right?

You can do something but you can't listen to both, but you'll never know which one is right. Say you go with number one, and he's horrible, but you'll never see how number two would have turned out because he had already left. He's gone.

Maybe the best answer is to listen to neither? Be alone the rest of your life, it isn't quite that bad until you need to love someone to love something.

And that's when you go crazy, maybe buy a few cats, and those few cats turn into dozens of cats and pretty soon, your the crazy, virgin cat lady that lives at the end of the road.

Emotions can be difficult.

"Latvia?" Estonia looked at Latvia, tears in his eyes and tears on Latvia's cheeks. "He's lying. Don't listen to him." The tear had broken the barrier and rushed down his face.

"I-i... I don't..." Latvia began. "Please Latvia, listen to me. He tried to kill you." Russia said, he emfisized 'kill' to try to get Latvia on his side. And the gullible boy had fallen for it.

"Please, be with me. I will protect you from horrible people like him." Russia stared into his eyes, into his soul.

"No! Latvia you belong with me!!!" Estonia yelled, he was sobbing now. He couldn't let his love, no, his life slip away, the only reason he didn't give up in the basement was because of Latvia, because Latvia gave him hope.

Latvia was sobbing also, out of both confusion and out of love for Estonia. He didn't want to believe Russia, but he couldn't help it. Russia's words were so convincing. It had sounded like he was speaking the truth.

"I-i don't w-w-want to be w-with s-s-someone that will h-hurt m-me." Latvia stuttered, he was terrified, he didn't want to choose one and have it be wrong. There was always the possibility of Russia lying just to keep him and torture him, and then there's the chance that he was telling the truth, and if he chose Estonia he could be killed.

"I-!!!" Estonia was cut off by Russia's soft, but strong voice. "Estonia... He doesn't want you." Russia looked down at him with a glare, fake tears coming from fake emotions were still streaming down his face. Latvia looked away as of he was ashamed, he was in fact, going to Russia's side. The reason why? He didn't know, he just felt that he had to, like it was the right thing to do.

"I'm sorry Estonia..." He whispered clearly, not stuttering. The tears came down his face just the same though. "No... Latvia...." Estonia tried to stand up but was pulled down by a strong arm, by Russia's arm.

"Leave him alone." Russia's voice was dark now.

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Lithuania sat up, leaving the warm spot in Poland's arms. "Ah..." He rubbed his eyes, it was so bright, more than half of the room was windows and they all let in ALL the light that they could.

Lithuania looked back down at the Pol who had moved his upperbody to the warm spot that lithuania had left. He's so cute. He thought, stroking his blonde, soft hair.

He opened his beautiful green eyes and looked at Lithuania. "Mmm..." He closed his eyes and buried his face into his pillow, he was so cute. "Good morning, Pol." Lithuania's voice was soft, he smiled. "Did you sleep well?" Poland pulled his face out of the pillow and looked up at him. "Of course I did.... I... I had you." Poland said, smiling back at his love.

Poland's words made Lithuania blush. "O-oh..." Poland pulled him close and placed his lips on Lithuania's nose, leaving a wet kiss mark. "I love you..." He whispered, moving down and pushing his lips against his.

At first it was just a peck, but it got deeper and more pationate. Eventually he added tongue, holding the back of his head and stroking Lithuania's long, soft hair.

He pulled away, still stroking the back of Lithuania's hair. "I-i-i-i... L-love y-you... T-t-too." Lithuania stuttered, his face completely bright red.

"You're so cute..." Poland said softly, pressing his lips against his cheek softly. "So... Adorable..." Poland started climbing on top of him, staring in his eyes. "P-pol-" Lithuania was cut off by Poland's pointer finger being pressed against his lips to silence him. "Shh..." Poland kissed his neck. "Its ok."

Lithuania's stomach growled, making Poland pause. "Poland I'm hungry." Lithuania said, nervously. He loved Poland, but he didn't want to do anything like that just yet with him. "Ah..." Poland looked away and got off of him, disappointed. He wanted to show how much he loves Lithuania.

"Let's go eat then." He said, getting off the bed and walking towards the door. His knees popped the first step he took. "Come on." He didn't even turn around to look at Lithuania, he just stood there. Staring in the hallway. This saddened Lithuania, he didn't want to make his love mad or deprive him of something that he wanted, and he wanted it badly.

"Ok pol." Lithuania stood up and followed him down to the kitchen where Poland made pancakes. "Canada taught me how to make these... They're good." He said, flipping the pancake onto the other side. His voice seemed sad and somehow emostionless. "That's cool, Pol." Lithuania smiled slightly, trying to cheer him up but it wasn't working.

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Took me FOREVER to write this part so I hope you like it!