A/N : Hello! :D This is my first English Hetalia fic~! I thought that this interesting pair needs some more love, so I decided to make a fic for them.

So, enough with the ramblings, hope you enjoy the story!

Disclaimer : you know I dont own Hetalia

Warnings : human names used (i took Romania's name from another fanfic, sorry! if you have a better name, just tell me), vampire!romania, and...nothing dangerous so far

EDIT : I have changed Romania's name as well as almost half of the future plot. He will be called Romania now.

"Yes, Master."

Romania bowed forward and gave a small grin to his master before quickly snapped outside the room, moving and jumping from one building to others almost invisibly, like a shadow. He traveled to the east as instructed while noting in his mind about the characteristic of the building he was told to seek for.

Well, not that he would miss it by almost any chance, since the Herdevary mansion was only the biggest and brightest building in the town.

The blonde arrived only in a couple of minutes after his departure despise the big distance he had to travel. He snuck in the shadow, covering his body with his long, black robe, and no one could possibly recognize him. He recalled the woman he had to find.

Long brown, wavy hair, emerald eyes. Quite beautiful. He scanned the background in front of him, and after finding that the woman wasn't there, he moved to other area of the building, seeking there. He moved around for a little while, searching for the Herdevary Lady.

Finally he found the beautiful woman, she was on the balcony, her emerald eyes was spacing out while soft wind caressed her brown hair that fell down to her shoulder. Romania grinned. I found her.

He unnoticeably looped onto her back and whispered in her ears.

"Lady, I have come to pick you up."

And before she could even respond, Romania gave a small thud on her back and she fell unconscious in his arms. He gently lifted her up and was going to leave when the guards noticed him.

"Lady Elizaveta! Someone is kidnapping her!"

One scream, and they all instantly ran with loaded guns. Romania sighed. If only they could just shut up and make things easier for him…

He wasn't in the mood to face them all.

So he just ran away while avoiding the flying bullets, careful so that it won't hit the sleeping beauty in his arms.

He was so focused that he didn't notice the opening eyelids and the scream and struggle that followed it. Now that the princess was conscious and struggling, everything was just lots harder. Maybe today just was not his lucky day.

"Ssshh… Shut up, Miss. Or do you want to get shot by your own damned guards?" said Romania under his breath while avoiding yet another bullet. Elizaveta was forced quiet in an instant.

"W-who are you anyway? Why are you carrying me? Where are we going?"

"No question, alright. Too busy to deal with you now," he replied, making the lady in his arm pout objectively.

"Oh, my…are you alright?"

Elizaveta bowed down worriedly, she was going to check Romania's shot knee, but hesitated. The concerned man lifted his right's trouser edge until it was just above his knee.

"It's no big deal," Romania said while wincing for a bit, "I only have to lick it like this."

He licked his shot knee and the wound closed by itself, letting out an already crushed bullet. "Damn, it's a silver bullet. No wonder it hurt so much," he mumbled to himself. Elizaveta flinched at the sight, staring with a freaked out look. "What?" Romania spat.

"…uh, nothing."

"Okay."

"…"

"…"

"Hey, just wait a minute here!" Elizaveta barked after getting a little hold of the situation, "You… who are you? Why do you kidnap me? Where are we?" she said in one breath take before gasping angrily to the man who just stared back at her blankly.

"Oh. I'm Romania. I had to kidnap you. And as you see, we're currently in the middle of the forest, resting," the blood-eyed man answered simply without any look of guilt in his pale face; which made the lady groan in frustration.

"That is not my point!" she shouted angrily. Romania only raised his brow.

"Where are we going?"

"To my place."

"Why do you bring me there?"

"Who knows? I'm a vampire, as you might have known. Maybe I will eat you alive," he said with a playful smirk. Elizaveta turned into a slightly frightened expression, but tried hard to cover it up and keep her angry look on.

"I am not going with you."

"Who?"

"Me!"

"Going to?"

"Your place!"

"Oh, okay."

"No! I mean, no, I don't want to go with you!"

Romania pretended to rub his temples, then held his chin with his right hand, throwing a chilling stare to the Lady. "Who said you can protest?"

The brunette swallowed her fear. "But I'm still not going to go with you!" she spat out childishly. Romania sighed. "Yeah, whatever you say, little miss."

"I swear my guards gonna come soon and then—"

"Blah blah."

"H-hey!"

Romania ignored the still grumbling girl at his back and scretched his arms lazily. He had got enough rest to continue their journey. "Miss," he called out.

"W-what?"

"With all courtesy, please let me lift you up now so we can continue our journey," he said, lifting Elizaveta off the ground bridal style before preparing to jump, not giving any chances of denial as he jumped from one tree branches to other, earning squeals from the woman in his arms.

A/N : How was it? Hope you like it! Please review and tell me whether it's worth to be continued or not.

If you like it, I will try to continue shortly.

Oh and I was so embarassed when some of you told me that Vasilica (former Romania's name) was a girl's name. Because, there are 2 other fics of him usinf that name, so... O_O

Ciao! Thankyou and Review with Love!

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