Well, I haven't posted a story on here in a while, so here's this one! It's actually a collaboration between me and forever-sweet. We're going to alternate writing chapters for each letter of the alphabet. Despite the title, we're actually going to try to avoid using any country or human names as the letters, since that would make it too easy.
We got the idea from another fanfiction collab. ("26 Cans of Radioactive Soup," posted by eight 0f hearts.) so neither of us claim that we came up with the concept.
Also, we don't own Hetalia.
Now that that's all over with, on to the actual fanfic!
A is for Adoration
He liked her. A lot.
It was obvious. Everyone saw how he looked at her, how he tried to be romantic. Most thought he was crazy for continuing to chase after her after so many years of being violently turned down.
She openly despised him, and yet he continued to love her. She'd physically hurt him, but he'd somehow brush it off. She wondered why he couldn't take a hint. It was pathetic, she thought.
He never realized how desperate he appeared at times. He knew she liked another man, but he couldn't shake his feelings for her.
He worked up the nerve to try to woo her again during one of the meetings. The attempt before that one had ended with him having several broken fingers, much to his friend's horror.
This time he was more subtle and less direct; a few flowers with a card attached lay at her seat. When she came back into the conference room and saw it, her eyes briefly lit up. She read the card and that look vanished. She glared at him across the table as she sat down.
His friend shot him a look as if to say, "What is wrong with you? Aren't four broken fingers enough?" He smiled sheepishly back and shrugged.
Meanwhile, she was holding the flowers, refusing to let him see how she was starting to blush. Even if she did hate him, no one ever gave her flowers. It was sort-of flattering.
Well, this was my first time writing anything involving LietBel. Feel free to review!
Forever-sweet's writing the next chapter!