AN: The only Hetalia/Kingdom Hearts crossovers I've ever seen are always something along the lines of, "Sora flys gummi ship into the world of Hetalia. He decides to help them, but what is he to do when (insert character's name here) falls in love with him" or something like that. I'm sorry, but I don't want any loving in on my Prussia without my knowing (Prussia fangirl). So, I hope that you enjoy it, and I'm really hoping I can finish this story.

Oh, and Human names are used, and country names might be thrown in.

Disclaimers: I do not own Hetalia or Kingdom Hearts, but I can dream..

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Arthur glared at the wall of clocks on the wall. Each one represented a different time zone, and no matter which one Alfred was in, he was going to be late for the World Meeting – AGAIN. Bad enough that the meeting was in Washington DC, and he can't even be on time. It's just up the road! Arthur stomped into the large ballroom where the meeting was being held and dropped into his chair. He quickly grabbed his tea cup and grumbled incoherently as he took a sip. As he continued to fume, Francis took the seat across from him.
"Ahh, bonjour England," He greeted with a smile as Arthur rolled his emerald eyes.

"Don't you know that we can use our regular names here, and not our countries, you idiot Frenchman?" Francis feigned a hurt expression and reacted dramatically (as always).

"Arthur! How- How could you call me an idiot - after all the things we've been through?" Arthur saw through his act and took a deep drink from his tea.

"Easily. You're the one who cut my hair after it took me so long to grow it out!" Arthur rebuked as a woman came by and refilled his cup. Francis flipped his hair and you could practically see the sparkles come off.

"True, but I was trying to make it as soft and beautiful as my own. You were the one who was trying to imitate meeee..." A quick shiver went down Francis's spine. He glanced around and Arthur dismissed the behavior as nothing more than ADD. "Eh, Arthur?"

"What?" Arthur was getting more irritated as the conversation dragged on.

"Okay, I'm getting really freaked out over here; Did you summon something you ex-delinquent?" England choked on his tea and slammed his cup down, almost shattering it.

"Excuse me? I haven't summoned anything you horny bastard! Besides," England ranted, jabbing his finger at Ivan who was across the table at the other end. "The only thing I can ever summon is him!" Ivan noticed the finger being pointed at him and pointed at himself.

"Ah~, Really? Does that make me special?" Ivan's violet eyes sparkled. Many heads had swiveled at Arthur's outburst, so all eyes were on him. Yao, who was sitting in a chair somewhere between Arthur and Ivan, coughed lightly to show that he wished to speak.

"As much as I hate to agree with your Europeans, I must agree with Francis, aru." Gasps came from all around the room. Wang Yao never agreed with any of the Europeans – especially after the Opium Wars. "It feels as though there is something...," He thought of the correct word, "unworldly here." Murmurs arose, as several countries agreed that they felt something different. Veliciano shuffled under the large table, ripped a piece of the white tablecloth off and began making a make-shift flag. Ludwig quickly dragged him out from under the table and explained that he shouldn't do that and to stand up for himself. At the same time, a loud crashing began to sound down the hallway on the other side of the door.

"That must be Alfred right now...," Kiku hypothesized, and began to head for the door. No sooner than the second his fingertips touched the door knob, the door burst open. A dark shadow entered the room, moving on the floor to it's own accord. Several of the countries freaked out – especially the few of the countries wearing skirts (yes, this included Fliks as well). Veliciano was the first to act. And naturally, it was the air-headed approach. He stretched a hand out towards the dark pool on the floor, and it swiftly pulled away from the floor itself. Kiku pushed Velicano out of the way.

"Do not touch it! That creature is highly dangerous! It's a -" naturally, everyone began to freak out even more than ever. Kiku sighed heavily as a pair of boots made their way down the hallway and to the door.

"Hey, everybody! They had a great deal at Wicky-Dee's!"

"Alfred! Do something about that creature!"
"Is it one of your daft 'alien' friends?"

"Does it want to become one with me?"

Heads turned on that last comment. Alfred took a deep sip from his soda and glanced over at the creature causing all the distress.

"Pfft. You Europeans are so stupid. That isn't an alien -," Alfred walked over to the creature and bent down low. "It's a cat!" he placed his hand on top of the "cat's" head and pet it. Kiku began to fret.

"A-Alfred, that's not a cat. It's – well, I can't understand what one of them would be doing here, since they...,"
"Never... mind that... what is it...?" Heracles asked groggily. He'd just woken up from his nap when he heard someone mention a cat.

"Ah, thank you Heracles. As I was saying, this creature," Kiku pointed at the dark creature, "is a heartless." Everyone looked at Kiku and remembered when he and Alfred started working on a project together. It was for some video game, and they wouldn't stop talking about something called Heartless.

"So you mean that these odd little creatures are yours and Alfred's doing?" Roderich stabbed at the quiet country. Kiku shook his head.

"No, they were fictional characters in a game called Kingdom Hearts," Kiku started explaining. "They were mainly the enemies for the protagonist to defeat. They steal the hearts of people because they lack a heart of their own."

"Oh, yeah! That game was so freaking fresh!" Alfred exclaimed after taking a deep slurp from his soda. "How's that sequel coming along, anyway?"

"Ah, it should be coming to your house around September, Alfred. And it will have extra feat-,"

"Does this have anything to do with getting rid of it?" Romano sneered.

"My apologies. You can attack them until they disperse back into nothing, but they will be reborn through that way. They only way to rid of them for good is the keyblade." Kiku explained. Every country-personified person looked at the small Asian with a look of confusion.

"It looks like this," Alfred stated, setting his soda down. He glanced around for a pencil and paper, but it seemed as though there was none in sight. Shrugging, he held his hand out and a bright flash of light revealed the weapon in his hand.

"Yeah! Just like that!" Alfred said happily, but then his expression changed to slight confusion. "But, it didn't look just like this..."

As surprising as it was, Alfred was good with picking up details on different objects. This weapon, instead of looking just like a giant key that was swung around to stab and kill things with the blunt end of the blade, had a star shaped hand guard, and the blade was made up of what looked like a large serving of fries, stars, and a hamburger.

"Alfred, where the BLOODY HELL did you get that from?" Arthur exclaimed, pointing at the weapon. "It practically SCREAMS 'America'!" Alfred looked the weapon over and shrugged. He stepped away from the group and turned to the heartless. It seemed to twitch and move more now that the keyblade had been revealed. It began to move in a circle around Alfred, trying to find a weak point. It sank into the ground and reappeared behind Alfred and emerged from the ground in full attack mode.

"Alfred!" Every single country screamed out for the American as the creature's attack began to close in on him. Alfred only smiled. He turned around quickly, dropping to the ground as he swiftly dodged the attack. He countered by swinging the keyblade in his right hand swiftly into the heartless' side, causing it to disperse into nothing. Many stood in awe, several in surprise, and a few in complete silence.

The weapon dispersed into thin air, unneeded for the moment. Several murmurs rose as Alfred walked to the table and picked up his soda. After taking a deep drink from it, he made a slightly disgusted face.

"Ugh, watered down...," Alfred turned to get a fresh soda when the door was slammed closed by someone running in.

"Arthur, you jerk! Whatever the heck it is you've summoned, they're EVERYWHERE!" Peter shouted, pointing at his older brother. Everyone turned quickly to the small nation. Arthur quickly explained that he hadn't summoned anything.

"Wait, what did these creatures look like, Peter?" Tino asked. Peter looked up at him and began to describe the creatures.

"They're little, black, and they have yellow eyes. They were chasing after me for a while there, but I think I lost them." Peter explained. Alfred crossed the room to the door. Everyone watched as he eased the door open. A heartless invasion was just outside the door. A hand began to worm it's way past the crack between the door and doorframe.

"Shit!" Alfred quickly slammed the door closed, the hand dispersing back into shadow. Turning to the other nations, he sighed. "We have an invasion, and it's in Washington DC." Alfred was in full Hero mode now. The Patriotism in him was shining brightly as he gave the order to have a few nations with weapons on them to help him push the creatures back. Once the few with weapons stepped forward, Alfred put his hand on the door knob.

"Once we have most of them cleared out, I'll give a sign. Get to your houses ASAP! We need to know how far spread these heartless have gotten!" Once he finished, he took a deep breath, summoned his keyblade, The American Dream, and flung the door open.

So, Chapter one up. Reviews are welcome, Flames will be used to roast weenies. :)