A/N: PruHun is growing on me.
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or the characters they belong to the rightful owners :)
"Go away Prussia!" Hungary yelled at him. The young nation sat with her back against a tree in Austria's garden, her growing-out hair swaying around her upper back. The red-eyed man had come to visit and was somewhat surprised with Hungary's expression.
"Why do you always yell at me?" he countered.
"Why do you always piss me off?" she replied, before shaking her head. "Why are you here anyway"
"Well I came to annoy Austria and to see if you were sure you didn't want to go hunting-"
"I'm sorry Prussia." Hungary looked at her skirt. "This is how I have to dress, act and be from now on."
"Really? I'm sure nobody else would mind if you wore army uniform like you used to."
"But I have to help in this house, and clean it, and take care of Austria with only Italy for company..." she scuffed her boot against the tree's root. "This life suucks!" she complained, looking up at him.
"Here." he held out his hand to her, and she took it as he helped her up. "You wont be stuck with Austria forever, sooner or later you'll leave and you can act as Tomboyish as you want." He grinned. "But, until then, you may as well act as a girl."
"What do you-" Hungary began, but then Prussia plucked one of Austria's roses growing up the wall, before notching it behind her ears.
"Looks nice." he complemented her bluntly.
"Thanks I guess." the brunette blushed slightly.
"Well I'd better head off before Austria comes looking for me." Prussia held one of his hands behind his head. "See ya."
"Yeah, see you." Hungary blushed darker as the strong nation turned and left the garden.