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[bielynozhshliub]

Characters: Belarus & you.
Status: Open.
Summary: Belarus got caught in the damn rain just as he arrives.
Location: Around the Mirage lobby, near the fountain.
Warnings: None yet, will update.

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[distantwater]

China was just leaving, umbrella in hand, and all business. His eyes did fall on Belarus briefly, but then he didn't think much of it. There were so many different people here, more arriving everyday. Even if this one looked strangely familiar. It was probably nothing.

[bielynozhshliub]

Belarus stood where he was, watching the other effeminate looking man, who clearly looked Chinese to him. A familiar figure, he had to admit. Resembling someone his sister was quite acquainted with, but not as much recently.

Wearing his thankfully-now-dried coat again, he strode over and stopped in front of him, blocking his way. He knew it was rude of him, but then, he wasn't exactly the most polite of men.

"You. Do you know the room number of Rasija?"

[distantwater]

"No," China answered without thinking, eyes narrowed, and taking an involuntary step backwards.

He knew it was a mistake the moment he said it, because against all reason, he recognized the man now, felt a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach as he stared incredulously. "Belarus?!"

[bielynozhshliub]

His mood darkened somewhat at the negative reply, and he took a menacing step closer, towering over the man.

"Da," He confirmed his realisation, and was now certain who this Chinese man was. "Kitaj is here too then." Not too much different from his female counterpart, slightly more build and taller, thought still shorter than him, he was glad to find out, and a tug pulled at his lips.

[distantwater]

Gender didn't make a difference then. This male version was just as unnerving as the Belarus back home. China cleared his throat nervously but stood his ground... and looked around not so discreetly for an escape route.

"I've been trapped here for nearly half a year," he groused, expression souring. Thinking about that was almost enough to make him forget about the man in front of him. Didn't improve his mood any though. "Did you- aiyah, you've just arrived, haven't you?"

[bielynozhshliub]

As for China, it was easy to imagine him without the pigtails, quickly adjusting to his opposite gender. The older nation should perhaps think twice about escaping. Belarus wouldn't let him go unless he was satisfied.

So he had been here for as long as Hungary, not as long as Lithuania then. He briefly wondered how long his brother had also been trapped in Vegas. And from the looks of the other man's expression, this place was definitely going to be a pain to live in.

"A few hours ago. Litva showed me my room." The name was spoken with distaste, but at least it relieved some of his stress with a few finger-snapping sessions. "Really do not know brat's room?" He asked again, more firmly.

[distantwater]

China's frown grew deeper, knowing Belarus would not like his answer, but it was the truth.

"I see him around." Far more often than he would like. His neighbor to the north had taken to stealing into China's room while he wasn't there, moving things, or leaving clues, just enough to let him know he'd been there. It was unsettling. "He knows where I stay, but I don't know he has moved to."

[bielynozhshliub]

Indeed Belarus was displeased, and disappointed, but he could sense that China wasn't lying to him, that much he could tell.

It would seemed that either nobody knew where Russia's room was, or were trying their best to evade answering, being as vague as possible. He had no qualms about it, for it wouldn't deter him from finding out.

China might have just given him an idea, and a grin began to grace across his face. "If brat knows your room, tell me yours. Then I can find him." Best plan ever. If he can't go to Russia, he'll just let his brother come to him.

[distantwater]

China really didn't like the way Belarus was smiling at him, and he liked what he said next even less. The last thing he needed was another stalker.

"I stay in the the other hotel." It would do no good to lie to the boy. He'd find out sooner or later. With a tired sigh, he resigned himself to his fate. "If you are following me home, save us both the trouble, and tell me now."

[bielynozhshliub]

Belarus titled his head for a moment, then remembered the map he had read from the package. "The Bellagio." So China was living in the larger, better hotel. Indeed, it wouldn't do to lie to him. It won't be pleasant, and if possible, he rather not harm the older nation, less it made his brother unhappy.

"Of course, will not delay." He stepped aside to allow China to lead the way. "Can stay with Kitaj? Earn chips together." He gestured toward the umbrella the older nation had in hand, not forgetting the achievements he had read during his arrival.

He'll be killing two birds with one stone if China offered to share his room with him: one, he could keep an eye on when his brother dropped by; two, they split the room price in half.

[distantwater]

China nodded once, then registered what the rest of what Belarus had said with a nasty shock.

"No!" He blurted, automatically assuming the worst. What did Belarus mean by earning chi- His eyes moved to the umbrella.

Oh. Still red, but breathing again, he amended, "You can visit. But I already live with others." He started towards the doorway, expecting the young man to follow, opened the umbrella when they exited the building and looked to Belarus expectantly.

[bielynozhshliub]

The outburst annoyed the younger nation, another negative response from China.

Then he saw the faint tint on the other's cheeks, and finally understood. Not that he would ever think about sleeping with his brother's once-ally, although if the situation deemed necessary, he wasn't going to complain.

He frowned slightly upon being told that there was already someone else living with China. "Who?" He asked the moment he caught up with the Chinese man, moving to take the umbrella from him. Because, really, an umbrella held by someone shorter?

Pleasantly awkward. Belarus didn't want to end up hunching before they reached the Bellagio.

[distantwater]

China hadn't been thinking about the difference in height, almost opened his mouth to complain when Belarus took the umbrella, and then realized that it was for the best. It was a little awkward having the huddle so close to the other nation and lead at the same time but he did his best.

"Rome," he answered. "Italy, Austria... other people." He had a hard time keeping track of them all honestly. Mostly he just stayed in his bedroom and locked the door.

[bielynozhshliub]

At least they were earning chips from sharing an umbrella together under the light rain. Good news for Belarus as he held the umbrella for them, not minding how close they were to each other, letting the older nation lead the way to the other hotel.

"Rym is dead." He pointed out, vaguely remembering him as the Italies' grandfather, furrowing his brows in confusion. "All stay in one room?" Because that had to be a very large room to accommodate them all.

[distantwater]

"He should be," China agreed. "But he is here, and very much alive." It didn't take long to reach the front doors of the Bellagio. China held his hand out for his umbrella, closed it, and continued inside.

"There are more than one bedroom," he explained. "I stay in one of them."

[bielynozhshliub]

Belarus mulled about this for a while as they finally reached, returning the umbrella back to China, then followed him in. If there were to exist a world parallel to his with the opposite gender, then it should be no surprise that dead nations were now alive again.

He nodded at the other's explanation, glancing around the surroundings briefly. Definitely quite a difference compared to the Mirage. "And earn chips together?" He asked absent-mindedly, distracted by all the sights and senses of the Bellagio.