First Hetalia fic...so don't hate on it!
"WHAT! I'm not doing that!" America cried out after hearing Russia's ridiculous idea.
"Please, just one month...that's all I am asking! I have much too many things to do next month and I can't have...Belarus...interrupting me. I NEED HER TO LEAVE ME ALONE, PLEASE!" The overly adorable Russian begged on his hands a knees. America took a good look at the man in front of him. At last, he nodded his head sadly. He was a hero, and heroes help everyone...even if the person that you are helping is a total psycho.
America sighed deeply, knowing that he might not survive an hour with the Belarussian girl.
What have I gotten myself into?
Russia then smiled and huged the bloonde 19-year old looking nation tightly. Russia then handed America a list of instruction for proper Belarus care and ran off.
"Okay...I guess I'll just go look for her." Alfred told himself. Another World Meeting had ended, and America had to look for Belarus in the huge World Meetings building.
Im gonna die. Why did I agree to this! Russia's pretty bad...but Belarus...Belarus is a whole different story!
"Big brother, what do you mean?"
"I mean you are going to stay with America for a month."
"Russia, please! I don't want to go with that ideot!"
"Nataliya, I only need you to be with him for a month..."
"I wont do it!"
"No...he'll take care of you."
"I said no!"
"Please!"
"Kiss me and I'll do it!"
"Fine." Belarus then closed her eyes and puckered her lips, but Russia simply kissed her forehead.
Alfred F. Jones looked all over for Belarus...but she was nowhere to be found.
I thought i would have found her by now. If I don't find her in about 5 minnutes...im leaving.
America sighed once more as he adjusted his glasses, he put his hands in his pockets and walked a little slower.
"Sweet Jesus...you'd think I would have found her?" He told himself as he walked town the hall. He then walked around the corner and saw Belarus walking away from Russia. She had a sad, yet dissapointed look on her slavic face, wich was oh-so pretty.
"Hey, Belarus...you ready to go?"
"Don't talk to me America!" She walked past him angryly, sending off some bad vibes dude! America then looked at Russia with an extreamly serious face.
"I'll send you her things, Da." Russia then walked off. America just stood there for a while...then he went after Belarus.
Canada & Ukrane's commentary!
"Ukrane...how is the story playing out so far?" Canada said in his almost whispery voice. He then looked at the blonde girl next to him and waited for her response.
"I think there is still some tension between Alfred and Natalia, but the'll work out just fine." She said calmly as she showed a poorly drawn picture to Canada.
"Who are you?" Mr. Kumajiro said.
"I'm canada!" Canada said sadly. "Why doesen't anyone ever know who I am?"
"I know who you are!" Ukrane said sweetly to the blonde nation.
"Thanks! Now, back to the story!"
"Who are you?"
"I'm Canada, damnit!"
The two blonde nations walked towards the huge doors of the world conference center, located in England. Many of the other nations were getting into their personal cars, and they drove to the airport. America walked to his little personal car, wich was black and had a american flag on the antena.
"Ladies first!" Alfred said as he opened the door and, to no one's surprise, hamburger wrappers, soda bottles, and old french fry containers spilled out of the small car.
"I am not getting in there, America! It's filty!" And so, America pushed Belarus into the car, shut the door, got into the front seat, and drove away.
I hope you guys liked it! it's my first Hetalia fic, so please don't hate on it too much! Thank you for reading & please revew!