Sorry, but my hands are just itching to type this! I'm not finished with my Piri-tan story but I'm just dying to type this. Human names slightly used because I get confused when I use it so the country's original name is still there. And this is just my second fanfic. Enjoy dudes and dudettes!

Disclaimer:Hetalia: Axis Powers belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya.

The Annual World Dance

The world of Hetalia is having it's annual grand ball in Italy. This is the problem most of the countries are dealing with. It's hard for them to get a partner because most of them have a complicated life... or so they thought.

Chapter I-England and Liechtenstein: It's Complicated

Lili was busy brushing her hair when Vash entered her room.

"Good morning, bruder...", greeted Liechtenstein.

"Good morning, Lily. I was just going to ask if...", said Vash but cutted in mid-sentence.

"Ask what, brother?", said Lili.

"If you can come with me downtown to buy some dresses."

"Sure. Why not? But brother..."

"What is it, Lili?

"To whom will you give those dresses?"

Vash blushed. He remained quiet because he was afraid that Liechtenstein might laugh at him.

"For whom, brother?", Liechtenstein asked again.

"For...", Vash said with a gulp. "my date for the world dance...Belgium..."

"Oh... for that pretty lady. Well, surely I can help you finding a dress for her..."

"That would be nice, Lili."

Liechtenstein smiled. Helping her brother catch the heart of the girl he likes is the nicest thing she thinks she can do for her brother.

By downtown, they arrived to this wonderful dress shop.

Lili can't believe her eyes. The shop posted some of it's best dresses by the window pane.

"C'mon, brother. Those dresses don't pick themselves."

"Right. And Lili pick any dress you like, huh."

"Okay, brother."

After they picked a beautiful sky blue dress for Belgium and a kind of sea blue dress for Lili, they left the shop. On their way back to their house...

"Lili, do you have a date for the dance?"

"Huh?"

"Those countries should asked you already!", said Switzerland , who was about to get his gun.

"You don't have to scare them, brother. I'm sure someone will ask me..."

"I hope they will. The sooner the better."

"Don't worry, someone will ask me..."

When they arrived, there was a note by the door.

'For Switzerland...

Thank you for asking me to the world dance. I dropped by here to thank you but your servants told me you were away buying some things. See you soon.

Love, Bella 3'

"Aww... wasn't that sweet of Bella, brother?"

Vash didn't say a thing. He was too stunned to speak. Then it hit him. He really made a nice choice in picking Bella as his partner. He just hopes no country will embarrass him.

Lili sighed. She was happy for her brother but... why hasn't a single country asked her out yet? What was taking them so long?

Maybe she should just wait patiently. yes, that was the answer.

Arthur was busy having tea when Francis dropped by.

"Good morning, Anglettere..."

"DIDN"T I TELL YOU TO NEVER CALL ME BY THAT STUPID NICKNAME, WINE BASTARD?"

"Geez, chill. So, do you have a date for the dance already?"

"Is that another reason besides you annoying me every time you visit, you bloody git?"

"Yes..."

"Why? Somebody asked you out yet?"

"Yes, Arthur. And she was quite a catch, yes...", said Francis, in a teasing manner.

"WHY YOU BLOODY GIT! YOU ASKED SEYCHELLES ALREADY?"

"Why, yes. She was rather flattered because she was going with me."

"Why you...", said Arthur, who was already getting his gun.

"Hey, easy there, Anglettere..."

"If you don't leave my house when I say '3', I swear I'm gonna make your country suffer a crisis! 1! 3!", then Arthur shot the chair Francis was sitting on. Little did he notice that Francis already left before he started his countdown.

"What am I going to do? I'm dateless in this grand affair..."

Then he heard a knock on his door. Before he even opened it, the guest boomed in.

"HELLO, IGGY!", boomed Alfred.

"I thought we settled this already? Never call me Iggy!"

"Phili calls you Iggy!"

"No, you bloody git! Phili calls me 'Artie' and even though I also don't like it... IT'S BETTER THAN THAT STUPID NICKNAME YOU GAVE ME!"

"Rou row...(slurps), rou'll vret...(slurps), righ rood...(slurps), rif rou...(slurps) rorrays rout!", said Alfred, while eating a hamburger and at the same time drinks a slurpee.

"I didn't understand anything you said."

"I said that if you always shout, you'll suffer high blood."

"Yeah, right. So, who's your date for the dance?"

"Hahaha! Funny you should ask that! The Hero never loses a date!"

"Well, who is it, then?"

"Philippines of course!"

"I thought it was Kiku who's taking her this time?"

"No way!"

Then Alfred left after the statement that Arthur said.

"Finally, peace and quiet. Let's see who can I ask to the dance...

Hungary? No... she's going with Prussia this year.

Monaco? Nah... she's an old lady.

Belgium? She's going with Vash this year. Lucky lad.

Ukraine? Too shy...

Belarus? Too scary!

Taiwan? China was going with her..."

Then Liechtenstein came across his mind.

To be continued...

Oh loving this story minute by minute...

To readers: Suggest your next pairing

Boy and girl! If it's a problem for you, turn a male nation fem! Jk.

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