*Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia, or any of its characters. Just the ideas and what I am writing.
*Pairing/Shipping: Bounty Hunter!AmericaxOutlaw!Reader
Long Branch Saloon, located in Dodge City, Kansas. Famous for its many shoot-outs, altercations, gunfights and standoffs. A wild cattle town where shady people could feel at ease and have some excitement until they were turned in if caught.
You were among one of the shady characters who finally made it to safety, for a while at least. You had been hard on the run from a certain sheriff who would not get off your trail. How he kept finding you was a mystery. He seemed to think differently than most other men when you thought about it. But, you gave him the slip around and managed to wiggle free, hoping he was far away behind you lost somewhere.
While making a name for yourself in this wild western world, you had dressed as a man the whole time since you started becoming a bandit queen, or king in the eyes of men, so that no one would know you were a woman; acting as an outlaw. It would have been unlady like of you to be doing such bad things and dressed all elegantly now wouldn't it?
You strolled into town on your beautiful horse [horse name] and up to the Long Branch Saloon. You tied your horse's reigns to the post and were fixing to go in, until you saw a saloon girl come out for a minute with a man, and got a better idea. Instead of going there first, you untied your horse and led him to a nearby hotel that was right down the dusty street from the place and tied her to the post there.
You took one of the bags she was carrying and went inside to get a room. The man behind the counter looked at you with suspicion, but then shrugged it off since you weren't the first weird looking man to come into his establishment.
"What can I do for ya stranger?" He asked.
"One room for a few hours. Need some rest," you replied in short.
The man nodded and got a room key and handed it to you after you paid him. It wasn't that busy and a few rooms were taken. It's not like he'd really notice you when you left right?
You went upstairs to your room and locked the door behind you. After tossing your bag on the bed you quickly got out of those dirty clothes. What you had the bag was by no accident in acquiring for your essential needs when not robbing a bank or train and wanted to do something easier. What you had was a saloon girl attire. It was still gorgeous, surprisingly after all the trips you've made. Red and black, just like plenty of others with a headpiece that had a few red feathers sticking from it and a red ruby in the center. A chocker for your neck, and high heeled boots that you were a pro at in running in them. Since you had to make a few getaways in them before. And still, not a single run in your thigh high stockings either. You definitely were the best female out in the west.
After you got all dolled up, and looking in the mirror to see your beautiful self, you put your dirty men's clothing back in the sack and slowly headed back downstairs. The hotel worker from before, saw you and his mouth about dropped. He didn't ever remember seeing you enter and as you started out towards the door you looked back and blew him a wonderful kiss that made his heart stop and left him hanging.
"Silly man," you said to your horse. "Just like all the others." And hooked your bag back up to [horse's name]. "You stay here and mama'll be right back with more goodies for us 'kay?" [horse's name] just neighed at you and you started back towards the saloon.
While you walked that short distance, you noticed how plenty of people were staring at you. You were drop dead gorgeous and wanted them to look your way. And now, you were at the famous Long Branch Saloon dressed as a beautiful Saloon girl and started flirting with a men to get what you could out of them. Money, lavish gifts, you name it you practically got it. You were a beautiful sight to see with those sparking [E/C] eyes and that dazzling white pearly smile you had.
You were having a grand time. Men were arguing and fighting one another, some shots could be heard outside; which was a normal day there.
However, it was to be short lived, than usual, when you saw that dusty blonde haired sheriff who had almost bagged you back in Montana. You knew he was canvassing the place to see if he could pinpoint you out on the spot. But, with so many people, as it was extra crowded that night, it would take him a bit longer than usual. This time, he was starting to get a bit on your nerves at being able to track you down faster.
You were sitting in the far back corner with a few men when you saw him just in time before he could see you. "Well now gentlemen, I must excuse myself for a moment. I promise to be right back so you won't miss little ol' me now." You gave them a wink and tapped on man on the nose, making him smile more, as you got up and exited toward a back door that led outside so you could make a getaway.
Although you wanted to stay longer, and get more from the suckers, better safe than sorry. You hadn't outsmarted the other sheriffs and bounty hunters this long for no reason, and you weren't about to screw it up now.
Whatever small gifts you had gotten from the men, you put in your small purse and walked carefully back to the hotel. You kept looking back now and then, not seeing him follow you. So you sped up a bit and when you made it back to the hotel and quickly took your bag from your horse, again, and went in.
You gave a small sigh and noticed the man behind the counter was still there and gave you a worried look. You waved a hand at him. "It's nothing, just a bit tired sir."
"C-can I get you anything lil lady?" He asked earnestly.
"No thank you, I'm fine. Just going to take a little break is all from so much excitement." You smiled at him and went upstairs to your room. The man was curious about how you were there in the first place, but thought it best to not question such a reputable woman.
When you got up to your room, you thought you were going to have a heart attack. So many things were going through your head. How? Of all times he's never gotten this close to finding you this quick. Somebody's got to be snitching on you. And if and when you found out, that person is done for. But, he didn't see you leave the Saloon, nor did you see him trailing you to the hotel, so maybe, lady luck was on your side.
However, luck would not be on your side just yet. For your sheriff stalker was a bit slicker than you thought. After trailing you for a while, and learning your habits, and a few little snitches, he was able to look in certain spots you would most likely be in. Picking you out in the saloon was not that big of a problem for him like it normally would be.
Alfred waltzed into the hotel and gave a grin and a wink at the man behind the desk as he went up towards your room. Leaving the impression of you two going to do the dirty and left him curious to anything else.
He slowly and cautiously walked down the hall, listening to which room you might be in. When he heard some rustling noises and a soft voice, he knew it was you. He looked through the keyhole and saw that you were pacing back and forth mumbling to yourself and looking out of the window; which left your back facing him and the bed in the corner on the right. Leaving him plenty of room to grab you. He knew it'd be locked, so he quietly picked the lock and opened the door as quietly as he could. You could say he became a pro at this some time in his life.
Once he got in, he quietly shut the door and locked it back. At least the hinges weren't rusty and noises for once. Then he got up and just stood there. All smug and nonchalant with a grin on his face and a piece of wheat sticking out of his mouth and his arms folded. "Looks like I've finally caught you _. Finally out in the open, too, well, in a hotel room I should say."
You're eyes widen as far as they could and you spun around to see your stalker right there in your room. "How did you get in here?!"
"Had a key," he replied with that wide grin of his.
Well this was most definitely a first. You noticed he still had his sheriff badge on, but you knew he wouldn't reach for his pistols to shoot you. For he was one who wouldn't shoot a woman, no matter her social status. So that part didn't worry you and you tried to relax a little bit, but not get too comfortable either. He was still the enemy here.
"Well well. I didn't know sheriffs were allowed to get off their leash and leave their yards." You grinned and had a smug look on your face; pleased with how long it took him to finally catch up to you.
"Now who said I was still a sheriff if I followed you all the way out here lil miss?"
You gave him a quizzical look and pointed to his sheriffs badge. "That badge right there you lowly mutt. I'm not in your town, so you're out of your territory. Unless you marked it like the animal you are."
"There's another service that allows this "dog" to leave his hard and pursue a deviant criminal such as yourself." He still had that grin while you were quickly figuring it out.
You finally realized what he was referring to and decided to act all surprised. "Oh! Why that's right isn't it? You must've missed me so much that you became one of them there bounty hunters, yes?"
Alfred just looked at you, not enjoying that you were toying with him, even though he seemed to have the upper hand at the moment. You were the best female outlaw there is. Next to a few others who came before you of course, and he wanted to be the one to capture you.
"It's not fitting for a lady to be dressing as a man and committing such crimes." Alfred said as he stood between you and the doorway to freedom.
"Well now we have a problem kind sir."
Alfred raised an eyebrow at you. "And what's that lil miss?"
"Does it look like this lil ol innocent lady is dressed as a man?" You asked sweetly and batted your eyelashes at him.
He gave you a unimpressed look for being sarcastic. "You know what I meant. And, you're not acting very lady like like the others."
"So, for me to be considered a ladyI have to: be seen as a man's property, dress properly, never speak unless spoken to, get married and be submissive to my drunken and abusive husband who acts like the children he helped make, and stay pregnant in the kitchen while watching the other lil tykes run around and be obnoxious?" This is what annoyed you about society; their views on women.
Alfred just stood there stunned at what you just said.
You proceeded, noticing he was at sea. "Surprised? Pfff, of course. You're just like all the other men. You haven't the slightest idea of how hard it is to be a woman in society you pompous weed. And further more -." You were cut off short when you closed your eyes for a moment and the next thing you knew, your hands were pinned to the wall above your head, with Alfred pressed up against you in a way that made it hard for you to barely breath. Giving you a deviant grin that spread ear to ear with those enticing bright baby blues.
You snarled at him and he just leaned down towards your ear and whispered. "Looks like I caught you _." Feeling pleased with himself, he took a nice whiff of your scent. "That's some lovely perfume you use. Musta cost a pretty penny for it."
"Fool. And you're still between hay and grass lil gunslinger." You said cooly.
"Doesn't matter now does it? Seems I'm the one who's not pressed against the wall now am I?"
You pursed your lips and gave him a scowl. "Well see you seem to be forgetting something mister."
He raised an eyebrow. "And what would that be darlin?"
"Remember that saloon, back in Montana, where you thought you finally had me once and for all?"
He just stared at you.
"It wasn't called First Chance Saloon for no reason sweetheart. That was your first chance to wrangle me in and youuuuu blew it." You said teasingly. You knew that would put a hurting on his big ego for sure. "Oh! But let's not forget the Holy Moses Saloon either. That one was a trip for sure wasn't it? Even though it was the first place where you initially followed me to that would have you hot on my trail all the way to where we are now. "
His ego was feeling a bit bruised by now, but, after keeping in mind all the sneaky tricks you played, he remembered one he wouldn't forget again anytime soon, ever.
"Oh! That reminds me." He held both your hands over your head with one of his and slide the free hand down your thigh and quickly grabbed the small jeweled blade you had in the side of your boot. Looking back up to you and said, "can't be having an unfair fight now can we?"
Before you could question yourself on how he knew this stuff, he gave you a small opening when coming back up from bending down and you tried to kick him where it counted. Only to have failed and he held your hands the same way and you both practically swayed over to the bed where he fell on top of you where you really couldn't move, but now, he pinned both your hands in each of his and had that mischievous grin that only made your blood rise more in anger.
He chuckled. "Like I didn't see that one coming darlin'."
"Oh don't worry big boy, I've still got more than you know to turn this around. I'm not like all those other submissive slaves that you call women."
His grin grew wider and more creepy as he leaned his face right beside of yours where he could see you through the corner of his left eye and breathed deeply in your ear with a low and dark voice. "Darlin, if you were mine, and I was yours, I'd show you what it's supposed to be like as a woman who deserves the best."
Oh no, now he was doing it. Trying to make you break by acting like a silver tongued Casanova, but, you weren't that foolish like other women who's knees would turn to butter at the words of a snake charmer. However, in this case, you knew he was already thinking you would have at least two different reactions, and was betting he was prepared for both.
So what should you do now? Turn putty in his hands and then go at the first chance? No, that's the one you knew he was thinking you would do; he's not that stupid unfortunately. Struggle and fight? Though that's no use either. Then you thought of it, might as well give it a try.
His ear was right near your mouth so you breathed in and slowly exhaled as you said, "make me feel like the best woman ever? Is that right? Then tell me, Casanova, what would that entail?"
Alfred was a little unsure which way you were going with this, but figured he still had the upper hand and decided to continue and when his head went a bit closer to your ear, you had just enough room for your mouth to clamp onto his ear and bit the fire out it. Literally. He let out a scream of pain, not even expecting you to do something like that and let go of your hands and rolled off the bed holding onto his precious little ear and trying not to swear.
You had almost practically bit the bottom earlobe off so you knew he'd let both of your hands go. While he was in agonizing pain, you wasted no time in seizing the precious opportunity to quickly grab your bag and hastily unlock that door. You knew he'd be hot on your trail in a matter of seconds.
You ran into the lobby of the hotel and out the door and quickly put the bag on the horse and untied her. Alfred's heavy footsteps could be heard coming not far behind you and as you hopped on your horse and started to gallop away, you heard his gunfire go off, with a few loud words you couldn't make out, but knew he still wouldn't be able to shoot you even if he really wanted to. He might find a lot of sneaky ways to track you down and hold you, but shooting a woman was out of the question. No matter who she was.
And that was a close call. You could not believe how close he was to actually bagging you and taking you in to the slammer. You must admit, though, that he was the only law dog to ever get that close to capturing you. Sure, you may be like Calamity Jane, Belle Star and Annie Oakly, but, unlike them, you weren't going to be caught, ever.
You darted in and out of alleys and roads, trying to get away and hide in the now coming dusk. Since he was following you since the wide open west, you figured you'd head east for a bit. And why not? If he was going to wrangle you in, eventually, why not make the chase a bit more fun? Who knows, maybe you'll finally get the best of him and can find a place to feel at ease, but that's too simple, too easy.
With the sun starting to set on the horizon, you spurred your horse to gallop as fast as she could to get far away from Dodge City as possible; with the bounty hunter sheriff hot on your trail as well.
No man was ever going to catch you and bring you down like the regular women of society, and this cutie was no exception.
And this sheriff wasn't going to let a wildflower get away from him either.
