So you were just chilling at your house when you hear someone park in front of your house and bang on your door.

"(Y/N)!!!! HELP ME BELARUS IS BEING SCARY!" You hear a distinctly Russian voice yell out. You sigh and open the door.

"Russia, I'm sorry that I can't do much of anything to help you, but I guess you can stay here for a while..." You say a bit awkwardly as he walks inside. He scared you a bit, but he could be nice sometimes. He sits on a chair and puts his head in his hands and stays like that for a little while. You just continue derping around your house, cleaning a room, organizing a closet, picking up trash, the usual things you do. They also happened to be the only things you and Germany could really talk over. You heard a knock at the door.

"Big Brother! Big Brother, I know you're in there!" You heard the voice of Belarus say. You stopped dead in your tracks and looked at Russia. He looked unnerved, not yet terrified, and stood up and locked himself in another room down the hallway. You walk towards the door and open it. You see a rather surprised Belarus waiting for you.

"Bela-" You start.

"Where is my Big Brother?" She says bluntly while pushing past you and casually looking around.

"O-oh?" You stutter. She looks at you in an extremely creepy way.

"You know where Big Brother is, don't you?" She says while glaring at you. You step back and hold your hands up.

"W-woah! Belarus, please, calm down!" You say when she gets closer to you. You didn't like to admit it, but you are pretty jumpy and run at the sight of danger. It's not much of a surprise most people think you're Italian. She looks at you a bit irritated.

"You are such a weak man..." She says while moving down the hall. You follow her and grab her arm. She looks at you a bit confused, but mostly annoyed. You just stare at her for a little bit while blushing. She really was pretty and you knew she could be nice sometimes. Sometimes.

"Let go of me (y/n). I need to get to Big Brother!!" She says while yanking her arm out of your grasp. She stomps down the hallway and just keeps repeating, "Big Brother! Where are you?" over and over again. You walk up behind her again and you reach out for her.

"Bela...rus..." You say while grabbing her hand. She looks at you as though she is going to snap your arm and punch your throat but something about her face softens.

"Why..." She begins. You try to pull her closer to you. She refuses and pushes you down.

"Next time, I'll break something." She says while pounding on the door Russia is behind.

"Big Brother?" She asks. You hear Russia from inside the room.

"GO AWAY!" You hear him whimper. She smirks and claws at the door.

"Big Brother~ Come out~~~" She says while trying to turn the doorknob, which is locked. She frowns. You don't want to see anything happen to your sorta-friend so you just hug Belarus from behind. She stops moving and just has a blank face.

"Don't TOUCH ME." She says while growing a very dark aura and pushing you off her. You remember that she once broke all of Lithuania's fingers and his leg. You aren't particularly brave, but you must defend a friend, even at the cost of your own well-being. You hug her again and drag her away from the door.

"LET ME GO! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" She shouts. You turn your head away from her and close your eyes shut. You go into the nearest room and lock both yourself and her in it. She pins you against the wall.

"PLEASE DON'T HURT ME BELA!" You yell while raising your hands. She just scoffs at you.

"Please, I don't even need to touch you to make you cry..." She says with a look of irritation and confidence. You blush while looking at her face. She's so cute... You think to yourself. You just wish she wasn't so scary or mean sometimes...

"Look (y/n) I went on ONE date with Lithuania and it ended awfully. That's when I knew that only Big Brother was the only one for me." She says while getting stars in her eyes just thinking about her Big Brother.

"Bela..." You say. You grab her hands.

"In the words of a good, albeit extremely strange, friend of mine, 'Love cannot be forced onto someone else.' And that's what you are doing to your brother. Forcing love onto him. I am not going to even attempt to make you love me, but I just want you to know... that... I love you..." You say while looking into her eyes. At first she looks like she's about to say something along the lines of, "Well that's the biggest piece of crap I've ever heard." but then she seems to fully comprehend the words.

"Big Brother... He was my hero... He took care of me when I was little... He was always so nice to me... I thought... And then when I realized... I learned that I loved Big Brother..." She says while furrowing her eyebrows (URGH TOO OOC). You smile a little and cup her cheek.

"We don't choose who we fall in love with. Sometimes, it seems like the mose perfect thing in the world... other times, it's just a confusing nightmare..." You look into her eyes again. She looks at you confused. You kiss her cheek.

"Now, if I drive you home, can you please promise not to fawn over your brother all the time? You can do it sometimes, you can do it when you're alone, you can do it in your head, but... try not to scare him anymore, ok?" You say while unlocking the door and letting her out. She looks a bit dazed, but nods her head anyway. You drive her home and kiss her cheek when it's time for her to leave. You drive home and see Russia sitting at the table.

"Ah, (y/n)! You're back!" He says while smiling. You smile back at him.

"Hello Russia, I hope you're ok now!" You say cheerfully. He nods his head and then suddenly he seems a bit more scary.

"Now about my little sister Belarus..." He said while growing a dark aura.

"I'M SORRY IF I DID ANYTHING YOU DIDN'T LIKE!" You say in a rushed manner while waving your hands.

"No, it's just... Don't hurt her... She may be scary sometimes, but she is still my little sister and I care about her very much." He says with a smile. He gets up and walks to the door.

"Bye-bye!" He says while waving goodbye and smiling before he leaves. You spend the rest of your afternoon talking on the phone with France and thinking about Belarus.