I had to do some research for this one... And I still didn't get much.

Also, Procrastination levels at an alltime-high, so please excuse me for not updating in so damn long.

Sorry if they're OOC. I just don't know that much about them. I actually know near to nothing about them.

Please give me some feedback!

Now, let's proceed to the story.

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"Vlad, I know you don't want to go, but please... For me?" A Bulgarian man asked his friend.

"No, Milen... Elizabèta will be there! I cant stand the woman!" The Romanian told Milen.

"But all the other countries are there as well!"

"No. I won't go."

"You don't have to be around her..." Milen said, in another weak attempt to convince Vladimir to go.

The Romanian shrugged. "So? I don't want to go. I have to dress 'nicely', which I really don't look forward to, and Hungary is there!" Vlad said as he looked at the other's face. "Hmpf. Okay, but only because you asked so nicely." He huffed.

"Yay!" The Bulgarian said when he realized his puppy eyes worked. "Be ready in a few minutes, I'll drive us there!"

~At the party~

"Elizabèta, please, stay away from me." Vlad said as an angry Hungarian approached the duo.

"Please, Eliza! I brought him here!" The Bulgarian chimed.

"Are you...?" The Hungarian asked, causing Milen to blush a bit. "No! Erm, I mean... No, we're not... Dating. Just friends!" He said.

What he didn't see, was the sad expression Vlad got when he said that. It quickly disappeared, but not quick enough for Eliza not to notice. She shot the Romanian a weird look before walking away.

"Hey, Vlad? I'm going to grab us some drinks! What do you want?"

"Some juice or something is fine."

"Okay!"

As Milen walked off, Romania saw Eliza approach him again. "What do you want, woman?" He asked, annoyed.

"Me? I was checking on you. You don't seem to do so well." Hungary said with a grin on her face.

"Oh piss off. You had an intention in coming here. You don't 'check up' on me without a good reason. I know you, woman."

"Okay, okay, you got me. I saw your look when Mil said you were 'just friends'. What was that about? Were you upset he called you that?" Eliza asked.

"You're nosy." Was the only response she got from Vladimir.

"You're no fun. I'll go and ask Milen!" She said as she turned around and walked over to the Bulgarian man.

"Hey, Milen!" She said, getting his attention. "What do you think of Vlad?"

Milen's face flushed a bit red. "Erm, well... I uh.. I might... Like him?" He ended the sentence in a question.

"I think he's in need of a kiss." Eliza said, and immediately turned around again and disappeared into the crowd.

Milen shrugged a but and returned to the waiting man. After he gave him his drink, pecked him on the cheek, and turned around.

It took Vladimir a few seconds to process what happened. He had dropped his glass, and was blushing furiously. He had a smile on his face, however.

He tapped the black-haired man's shoulder, and when he turned around, met his lips with his own. The other was a bit shocked at first, but kissed back eventually.

The Romania sneaked his hands on the other's waist, while Bulgaria put his arms around Romania's neck.

They pulled away after a minute or two, when they heard people clapping their hands. When they opened their eyes, they saw that everyone was looking at them.

Hungary and Japan were holding cameras in front of their faces, and everyone else was just smiling and clapping.

"Congrats, guys!" Eliza shouted to them, making the both of them blush.

"Come." Bulgaria grabbed Romania's hand, and dragged him outside. Inside the house, the party was continuing again.

"I'd like to finish that." Vladimir said once they sat down on a bench.

Milen wasted no time in turning to the other male, and kissing him again. He pulled the brown-haired nation on his lap, and held his hands around his waist.

"I love you."

"I love you too."