A/N: Ok, Tanoshimi, I lied. xD Here's the first part of your commission. xD I'll get the other parts/half up in the near future. Probably after the stupid exams are over. But anyhow, I've been writing this during Math and while I was sick. xD Hope you enjoy this short first part.

Lars= Netherlands, Bel= short for Bella = Belgium

It was no secret that Lars had a certain fondness for young women. He did not know whether it was their beautiful innocence or their lifting cheerfulness. His siblings though him to be a pedophile, and they were disgusted by his attraction. Every time they brought up the subject, he would simply stare at them blandly then pull out his pipe for another puff. Belgium was the worst of his siblings. For one reason or another, she never allowed him to visit Australia's house. Lars had later learned that it was due to the fact that the young principality of Wy resided there. It figured that Bel would forbid him to visit.

Lars' odd obsession was generally, never limiting itself to any one young lady. They were all so beautiful, youthful, and fresh in his eyes. Whenever a particularly lively specimen presented herself before him, he could not help but stare. Several times, he had had things thrown at his head for being a "perverted creepy man." Not that he minded…Much. Of course, this tendency to stare and the implications of it did cause him many issues at times, he never felt that it was ruining his life or running his home into the ground. His country could live even if Lars was slapped in the face often.

So when he visited China's house for a world meeting, Belgium went berserk. She insisted that she should keep watch on him at all moments of the trip. She even got their younger brother Luxemborg to agree to keep on an eye on him. Lars was beyond baffled as to why Bel would be wary at China's house of all places. It wasn't as if he'd never been to the Asian nation's place before. In fact, Lars had been to many conferences at China's house in the past and Belgium had NEVER thrown a fit like this.

And then Lars saw her.

Cheeful.

Witty.

Youthful.

Verdamment.

Her long, dark hair seemed to bounce and sway when she walked. Her eyes lit up in excitement when something she particularly liked was mentioned. Her range of expressions was incredible; Lars was sure that she had at least three different expressions when someone had displeased her greatly. She also wore a pink flower in her hair, almost like Hungary, but at the same time, it was different.

His first thought was Bel is going to kill me.

And yet, he couldn't help himself. He had to approach this angel; he had to know who she was.

"哎呀, 哥哥！Be nice to Japan! Why do you always give him such a hard time?"

Luck was not on his side today. Just as Lars was about to approach this girl, China appeared out of thin air and began to talk to her. Lars watched silently as she glared at the elderly man and scolded him mercilessly. He had never felt such an attraction to any of them before; and yet, this little spitfire seemed to have implanted herself into Lars' head.

"Hej Netherlands! Wanna go for drink? Tabs on me!"

Damn Denmark. The spiky-haired nation had the worst timing of anyone Lars knew. Relunctantly, the Netherlands allowed himself to get hauled away by one of Europe's top consumers of beer and his own alleged friend.

A/N: I know, clique. xD But I hope y'all liked. ^^ Oh and by the way, "哎呀, 哥哥!" means "Geez, big brother!" I speak fluent Mandarin, so unless anyone feels it could have been better translated, it should be a pretty accurate translation.