Okay, I'm back. And I'm still on hiatus for most of my projects that I have told you about (I haven't even started writing two), but my brain is kinda schizophrenic and its hard for me to think of ides, especially with school and no reviews.

Yeah, I shouldn't expect them on my first major story, but I'm also kinda stuck.

So for now I'll get what I want wrote and then start publishing.

Now to what this is. I decided that the 100 story challenge thing is to mainstream (I sounded hipstery, no offense) and created my own. Ok, I didn't create it, my friends did. I asked them for 101 words, and I would write a story about each word. So far I have about 50 and there pretty random.

I'll have three up by tomorrow night, and so far that is all I have written.

(If I don't quiet incorporate the word well, I tried.)

And now for the first story, Peanuts.

As always, I apologize for all grammatical mistakes, and I don't own Hetalia.

101 Story Challenge: 1, Peanuts, RusAme

America had always loved going to carnivals and state fairs across his country.

S when Russia had asked for a good spot to visit in America, the Texas State Fair had been the first thing to come to mind.

He didn't know why he said it. He had plans to go there tonight and he didn't want the Ruski anywhere near him, but he wasn't going to let his own stupidity and the commie stop him.

Walking around, Mattie following close behind, he bought a corndog, a large coke, and some peanuts.

"Hey Mattie, wanna go on the coaster?"

"N-no, I'll just wait down here." his elder brother stuttered.

"Ya sure, Kay!" he shouted, dashing to the coaster.

He was the first one onto his car, the front of course, and waited impatiently for the ride to start.

Until a hulking form sat right next to him.

"Hey, dude, what's your problem?"he said, before looking into familiar purple eyes.

"Hello, America. How are you?" Russia asked, as he adjusted his pipe and cloak. "I think you just might be following me, or maybe you told me to come just to see me."

"In your dreams, commie."

"Maybe." staring at him in shock, America scooted a little over, just as far as he could.

"You scared, capitalist pig?" Russia asked leaning down.

"N-No, of course not." he replied, holding his ground.

Steeling himself for the ride, he settled as it began.

Thinking back he remembered something he had long ago pushed to the back of his mind, "Remember, when we got along, before Lenin?"

" Da, it was quiet... enjoyable." he agreed.

"Yeah, our bosses got along well and we weren't always threatening war."

"Then, Lenin came and the only thing we could agree on was that the Germans must be stopped."

"You took the word right out of my mouth, big guy."

'What am I saying.' America thought to himself.

Sighing, Russia, looked back down at America, 'What is it about him? Why can't I just stay away?'

"I-I'm sorry, Ivan. I never meant for us to hate each other, I just have things I have to stand for. And you had gone against what that was, I had to." America said, eyes pleading for forgiveness.

"It's alright, comrade." Russia said, taking some of America's peanuts, "I forgave you a long time ago."

"W-What, then why?"

Russia shrugged, as both him and America reached for a peanut at the same time, and America blushed.

"S-sorry.'

"Your like a blushing school girl on a date.

Again America blushed.

An suddenly just as the ride ended, Russia leaned in and kissed him.

It was short, but intense. And America kinda liked it.

As the ride halted, Russia stood and started to walk off, before turning back and leaning over a stunned America

"Here," he said, handing the blonde his peanuts , "And I would like to do this again sometime, Alfred."

As he walked off, America climbed out, touching his lips and looking at the peanuts that had caused it all.

Walking in daze to his brother he thought, 'I think I just might want to do this again to.'

And finish.

I absolutely, positively am in love with this pairing.

But next month I'll probably love UsUk, or maybe UsCan, no matter how wrong it is.

But I probably will continue this in another story, maybe about them hiding their relationship.

Review! an...

ASTA LA PASTA!

Liberty out.