Author's Note: I'm a huge multishipper. Especially when it comes to Hetalia. So I decided the best outlet for this would be a collection of multiship ficlets.

The main idea of this is that I'll put my music list on shuffle, and think of a pairing to go along with a song. These won't be songfics.

I will take requests!


Amechu - (America/Fem!China)

Inspiring Song: Shape of You - Ed Sheeran


"We should learn the foxtrot."

Chun Yan paused in the middle of her bicep curl, and turned on her boyfriend. "You mean the dance?"

"Yeah." Alfred said. He had two dumbbells, but was only holding them up at his shoulders, looking off in thought. "That would be cool."

Chun Yan shook her head and continued with her repetitions. "Why the foxtrot?"

Alfred shrugged, and then suddenly remembering that they were working out, started back on his exercise. "I don't know… anyways, bet'cha I can do more one armed pushups than you."

Chun Yan laughed. "In your dreams. How many times have I beaten you?"

"41 to 42. I've kept track. I'm currently in the lead."

"Alright," Chun Yan grinned as she put down her dumbbell. "You're on."


"Why do girls always take so much time?" Alfred muttered to himself. Beside him, the guy at the reception desk nodded in agreement.

But Chun Yan took her sweet time, and maybe Alfred could excuse her for taking half an hour in the locker room, because she walked out looking like she hadn't sweat a bit. She was freshly showered, hair done up in her usual buns, and wearing a bright yellow sundress and makeup that gave her an innocent, girly appearance.

Alfred noticed the guy at the reception desk checking her out, so he swiftly put an arm around her and held open the door. He grinned when he noticed the guy's soured expression.

"So, I was thinking. Maybe not the Foxtrot, but the Waltz." Alfred announced as they walked to the car.

"Slow or Viennese?" Chun Yan asked. "And what's wrong with the Foxtrot?"

Alfred unlocked the car, and opened Chun Yan's door for her. She eyed him.

"Waltz is definitely better."


Alfred scooped up the last of his ice cream cup, while across from him, Chun Yan was reapplying her shiny pink lip gloss. Between the two of them were the six plates of buffet food that they had polished off.

"I've decided." Alfred said once he had deposited the empty ice cream cup with his napkins. "We should most definitely learn the tango."

"Are you just thinking up faster dances?" Chun Yan surveyed herself in her compact mirror, making sure the rest of her makeup was unaffected by their all-you-can-eat spree.

"Is there a faster or sexier dance than the tango?"

Chun Yan snapped the compact mirror closed and put it back in her purse. "I don't know."

"Then we should learn the tango."

"Okay, why are you so stuck on ballroom dancing today?"

"Hm… I think I just really like the idea of seeing you in a long black dress, red lipstick. Kind of femme fatale. I think it would be a good look for you."

Chun Yan put her purse down and stared at Alfred, her brow quirked in a deadpan expression.

"So are we still on for dinner tomorrow?" Alfred asked, pulling out his cell.

"Yeah… yeah. We are."


Chun Yan was taking her time again, but Alfred waited outside her door, like the good boyfriend he was. He even resisted knocking repeatedly at the door. She probably wouldn't hear from her room, anyways.

He looked up when he heard the door handle click, and then his jaw dropped when he saw Chun Yan.

She was wearing a long, spaghetti strap black dress, with a slit up the leg. Her hair was pinned back into a small bun, with the rest of her hair curled and cascading down her upper back. She didn't forget the lipstick, a deep scarlet that matched flawlessly with her perfect winged eyeliner.

Chun Yan slipped on her purse as Alfred tried to remember how words worked.

"So, I've been thinking," Chun Yan said. "We should take ballet."

"Er, why ballet?"

Chun Yan grinned and stepped out the door, locking it behind her.

She then breezed past Alfred and smacked him on his butt as she did.

"I don't know. I think I'd just like to see you in a leotard."