Hello Fanfiction! I have two term papers to write this weekend! Instead, I wrote this...

Yeah, I know. Procrastinating is bad, blah, blah, blah.

Anyways, country/citizen stories are my favorite so I wanted to write one! It will be three chapters, I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: If I owned Hetalia, do you think I would be here? No. I would be realeasing Hetalia episodes everyday... Needless to say, I do not own Hetalia.

Enjoy!

Katie shivered. She was wearing a short, black strapless dress with a low V-neck. She wore fishnet stockings and black high heels. A gust of wind blew through the dark November streets, and chilled the sixteen year old on the street corner. Her curly brown hair was pulled up in a bun. A tear escaped her eye and she unwrapped her arms to quickly wipe it away.

Tonight was Katie's first night on the streets. Unfortunate circumstances had led her to this moment. Scantily clad on the street corner of Portland, Oregon at 11:30 at night in the middle of November. She was waiting for a car to stop next to her and ask how much she charged. She would then step into the car and be taken to a hotel, house or apartment where her innocence would be taken by a strange man for a couple hundred dollars.

It was her first night as a prostitute.

It's not like this was the first solution she had come to. This was her last option, and she felt as though she was going to be sick. But she had to be brave. This was going to help with the bills and all her other expenses. Plus, it's not like she had anyone else to rely on.

A black car silently drove up to the corner and came to a stop. Katie's bottom lip trembled but she sucked it up and sauntered up to the passenger's window. The window rolled down to reveal a young man about 25, with wire rimmed glasses and wheat colored hair. Katie swallowed her bile and forced a smile.

"Do you like what you see sir? It's 300 for the full package," she said.

Katie prayed the man would shake his head and drive off, she prayed that she wouldn't have to sell her body for 300 dollars. However, no such luck.

The man gave her a sad smile and leaned over to open the door. Katie took a deep breath and got in. The car's interior was fancy. The seats were made of leather and the stereo system looked more expensive than what she was selling her body for. Again she felt ill. She glanced over at the stranger, noting the hair on top of his head that refused to lay with the others. When they came to a red light, he turned his head to observe her.

"You must be freezing," he noted.

Startled by the sudden lack of silence, Katie nodded.

The stranger smiled warmly, "Well you can't be looking like that where we're going so we're going to have to get you something more suitable."

The light turned green and the stranger turned his attention back to the road. Katie blinked at him. What did he mean not suitable? Wasn't the whole point to take the clothes off? Katie continued to stare at the man for the rest of the trip, wondering what the night held in store for her.

They finally arrived at an outlet mall that was fairly empty, considering the time. The man parked the car and walked around to the other side. Katie didn't know if she was allowed to get out or not so she remained in the car. The man opened the door and smiled at her.

"I could carry you, but that may be a bit degrading," he joked.

Nodding, Katie scrambled out of the car and back into the biting cold. The man shut the door behind her and walked into the mall like it was any other normal night. Like an obedient puppy, Katie followed him. He continued walking to a clothing department and headed straight for the juniors section without a word. When they arrived he told her to pick out some jeans, a t-shirt, some "normal shoes", and a jacket. Katie protested.

"Sir, I don't understand. I won't be able to pay you back so why-?"

The man cut her off, "Listen, little dudette. If I didn't want to do this I wouldn't, trust me. You won't need any of that," he said gesturing to her outfit. "And I want you to be comfortable."

Katie was confused, but nodded anyway and went about selecting clothes. After she had made her selections, the man insisted she try them on. She walked out of the changing room and the man nodded his approval. Katie had selected Black converse, some skinny jeans, a plain blue t-shirt and a black jacket.

He gently grabbed her arm and pulled her along after him to the checkout line. The clerk there was about to protest at checking out clothes Katie was wearing, but when the man slapped two hundred dollar bills on the counter, they had no problems. The man smiled and thanked the clerk and pulled Katie along behind him. They re-entered the car and Katie began to feel nervous again, wondering where he was taking her. The man seemed kind enough, so Katie dared a question.

"Sir," she began hesitantly. "Where are we going?"

The man smiled, "Well, I was going to dinner with some friends before I picked you up so that's where we are headed. Don't worry though, they are some cool people," he assured when he saw her panicked face.

Katie contemplated this. She decided to ask another question.

"My name is Katie. What's yours?"

"Alfred. Alfred F. Jones," he replied.

That's it for now! I will update tommorow :) I hope you all enjoyed it~

Please reveiw! :)