so people this is my first story please be nice :) i recently got attacked by about 50 plot bunnies so i had to write this:) ...wow to many smiley faces god...I'm nervous... Disclaimer: I own nothing. Hetalia is not mine, but the words organized in this pattern to make this story though!

Alfred F. Jones was a cheerful young man. He had bright blue eyes, blond hair, and a persistent smile that never seemed to leave his face. He whistled a random tune as he walked down the path that led to Ivan Bragski's place. He didn't really trust the man all that much, but his friend Toris was there and he hadn't seen him since Ivan claimed him as his subordinate again.

He sighed, Toris was so afraid of Ivan, Alfred didn't see why though, he could be odd and maybe a little scary at times, but other then that he wasn't the worst country out there. Really Alfred missed having the brown haired Lithuanian around his house, he gave him someone to talk to, something to do, boredom was a piece of Alfreds life, a fact that annoyed him so very much. So that's why he had decided to come visit Toris at Ivan's house. Not to cause any trouble, just a friendly visit, talk some with Toris then leave, nothing else, nothing at all…

America walked onto Ivan's property unchallenged, most people knew him, hard not to him being America and all. He looked around Ivan's property it was pretty, not very green though, yes there was grass but other then that…then something else caught his eye. He saw a young girl working in a garden, blond hair falling down her shoulders into her face as she tried to plant something. Alfred walked over to her to see if he could help, because that's what hero's do, and Alfred was the hero. "Hello…" he said awkwardly as he saw that she didn't seem to just be another human, like most of the people on Russia's grounds. She looked up from her work for a moment, then nodded to him "privjet" she said coldly then got back to work. "D-do you mind if I help?" he asked her, for some reason she gave him the creeps. "nyet, you may help if you like, but I did not ask for your help" She looked up at him again, her eyes he noticed were purple, like Ivan's, could they maybe be related? "O-ok, so what are you planting?" He asked her, hoping he could maybe start a conversation with her, really she was very pretty, just a little cold, he guessed. "Flowers for my brother and sister, they said they wanted some." She replied beginning to work again. "flowers really? What kind?" America questioned further trying to figure out if the girl was just a regular human or a country like him. "Sunflowers" she said happily.

Sunflowers. For my brother. Dear god this was Russias little sister. He didn't know her name but messing with this girl would be bad news. She kept on working but asked him icily, "Are you going to stand there all day or help?" Alfred looked up to the building where his friend was, then back to the garden and Ivan's sister. He walked over to where she was and began to help.

After about 10 minutes of working in complete silence they had finished. She walked away saying nothing, leaving him standing alone in the garden. He turned to walk up to the house when he heard a whisper in his ear, "thank you," he jumped and wheeled round, no one was there. He scratched the back of his head, and thought to himself 'god these Europeans are weird' as he walked up to the house to go see Toris.

~Toris~

Toris paused a moment in his work to look out the window. He saw Belarus working in the garden his heart fluttered, she was so beautiful, like an angel. Then he saw America, that was a surprise, a pleasant one but still a surprise. He watched as he walked over to Belarus. 'Oh god America don't say anything to her' he prayed silently.

"Toris" he heard a voice from behind him, he almost dropped the papers he was holding, and he began to tremble.

"Y-Yes Mr. Russia?" he asked

"Why are you not working?" the older man asked, he sounded like a child when he talked but looked like a man who would kill you if you gave him a funny look.

"N-No reason m-Mr. Russia sir." The poor Lithuanian stammered.

"Then get back to work Toris" he patted the mans brown hair as if he were a dog, he flinched away, as if the mans touch burned him, it might as well have, Ivan was a strong man, he knew it but really it seemed that he didn't care half the time.

"S-sir A-America came to see me. C-could I m-maybe have some time off. Y-you know for like a day maybe…" he trailed off, not wanting to get Russia mad.

"I will talk with him." He said then walked off to show then end of the conversation.

Toris wanted so badly to get out of Russia's house and go talk with America, but know better then to try to talk Ivan into it when he had ended the discussion. Suddenly he went blind as a pair of hands covered his eyes, he yelped. "guess who!" a cheerful voice asked. "A-Alfred?"

"dude you scream like a girl!"

"I do not!'" Toris said upset that America would say something like that to him.

"Do too! Anyway how 'bout me, you, and Russia's sister go get some drinks!"

Toris stood there his mouth hanging open, did he mean Belarus, or Ukraine? How could he even think about talking to one of them, Belarus was pretty but would kill him without thinking twice, and Ukraine….Ukraine was just…Ukraine. "America…w-why would we have one of Russia's sisters come with us?" Toris asked seriously wondering about his friends mental health.

"OH! So he does have two sisters!" America yelled excitedly. "America please! We are in Russia's house be quiet! And yes Russia has two sisters, everyone knows that." After he said that America looked a little hurt, "I didn't know that…Well anyway lets go talk to Russia about getting you out of this dusty house for a night watt'cha say!" he didn't wait to hear what Lithuania had to say, but just dragged him towards Russia's office door.

~America~

He barged into Russia's office and announced he was taking Toris for a day but would give him back the next. Russia stared at him, so did the girl from the garden, she must have been talking to Russia before he barged in. Toris put his head down, 'America could be such an idiot sometimes, he was surprised America could even find his way to Russia's house, because of the fact that he thought you could find any place on the map of the USA'.

What would you be doing," Russia asked nervously standing up and scooting around the girl, she watched him move carefully as if waiting to strike at him like a lion.

Wellllll, America said flopping down into one of the extra chairs Russia had in his office, "we would go out drinking, eat, you know stuff like that."

The girl studied him for a second, then spoke, " you're the man from the garden who helped me aren't you?"

America nodded. "yep that was me! Oh I never caught your name what was it?" she paused then spoke "…Natalia" as she said her name Russia flinched. Natalia moved over to Russia and took hold of his arm, he tried to shake her off but she only held on tighter.

"A-America" Russia said his eyes wide with fear, "I'll tell you what, take Natalia with you and you and Toris and her can go do all of that, I'll pay for it all even!" Russia looked terrified of the little girl clinging to his arm but America ignored it.

"Free drinks," hot chick he muttered to himself, "hanging out with friends, sure!" Toris moaned from behind him, America was going to get him killed.

"Brother! I don't want to go! I want to be with you, forever" she said as she put her head on his shoulder, Russia pulled her off of him and pushed her over at America, "t-take her" he said shakily as he ran out of the room.

"Looks like your stuck with us," America said happily, Natalia just glared at him, "so if your Russia's sister what country are you?"

"I'm Belarus…" she said still glaring at him. Belarus…America had never heard of it…but he smiled and went along with it. "Well Natalia, I'm America, call me Alfred or Al either one, and this is Lithuania," he said shoving Toris forward.

"Yeah…I know him…" she said icily, America just ignored the way they both tensed up around each other. "really that's great! Well come on we're burning daylight people!"

Toris put a hand to his forehead, this was going to be a long day….

- ~Toris~

America…could be such an idiot at times. He would never tell that to his face though, he was just to nice, but it was true, hadn't he seen how afraid of Belarus just about everyone was also he knew for a fact that Natalia hated him,even if he loved her, even when they were little she hated him. Once he had tried to kiss her, in return she had broken his leg, but still he liked her, a lot. Now he was going out to drink with her and America, as much as he liked the thought of that, he knew what happened to Natalia when she drank, and it wasn't pretty. He really was worried about what might happen, she drank a lot, and got wild.

America put his arm around both of them, but before he could say anything Natalia hooked her leg around his then jerked back, slamming America and Lithuania onto the ground.

"Don't touch me." She told America icily.

Alfred chuckled nervously, just now seeing how violent she could be, and that she wasn't the pretty little girl she looked to be, "S-so guys…um and girls, where to first? I'm kind of hungry I think we should grab something to eat first! I was thinking maybe—"

Belarus cut him off, " We are not eating any fast food, I know that you love that nasty greasy stuff. I'm the one being forced to come, I say I choose" America stared at her, blinked then spoke, "H-how do you know what I like to eat?" he asked nervously. "Russia" she said simply

"Toris back me up, something fast and easy would give us more time to hang out."

"Um…sorry Al I have to go with Natalia this time…" Alfreds taste in food really was terrible, he had gotten it from England he supposed, but also if he didn't agree he was afraid Belarus would give him hell about it, seeing as the usually lived together in Russia's house.

America sighed, he didn't want to want to go to a sit down restaurant, or anything that would take more then 5 minutes. But he was outnumbered 2 to 1. "So where do you want to go then Natalia?" The one reason why he wasn't putting up much fight was because Russia was paying for all of the meal so, no skin off his nose.

Toris stared at Alfred, sometimes he really wondered about America. What he really wanted to know was if his friend had a death wish. He was starting to think that he did, I mean really not agreeing with Belarus could end up badly for you, now he was, but who knew what he would do next.

- Natalia was staring them down from across the table, watching them with an icy look. Lithuania looked at her, she really did look beautiful tonight, instead of wearing her normal navy dress, she was wearing more modern clothes, she was wearing a black dress, high heels, and instead of wearing her hair up with a ribbon, she had it curled, to Toris she looked like an angel. She looked pretty, but also ready to kill, Alfred also looked a little upset, he had wanted to get out into the city as soon as possible, but Natalia had forced him to wait 30 minutes for her to get ready, while Toris had only taken 5.

America finally decided to break the silence between all of them, so they weren't just sitting in silence eating, "…so how long until we can leave?" he asked with a whine in his tone.

She glared over at him, "how old are you five? Wait till I'm finished eating." The look she gave America could make Russia flee in terror, and any one of the Baltic's turn white in fear, but America just smiled back over at her and nodded pleasantly. "Y-you l-look pretty, N-Natalia," Toris said smiling while he complimented her. She glared back at him, "Shut up, no one asked you, don't talk to me." Toris slowly sank down into his chair, at being shot down so quickly by her, she hated him, but he loved her back. Natalia put her fork down, stood up then walked out of the restaurant, with out saying anything.

Toris looked over at America and asked him quietly, "Why did you let her come! Why did you even agree to that! I mean even Russia is even terrified of her!"

America looked over at Lithuania and told him happily, "Because she looked like she needed a good time and that's what me and you could give her!" Toris sighed, he was so oblivious, "America…Natalia is violent, mean, very pretty, but still dangerous, and she hates me! She! Will! Kill! Us! And now I have to spend a day with her!" America just waved his hand dismissively at him, "Nah! She won't, because I'm the hero!" he yelled excitedly. Toris just shook his head, "pay the bill and lets go!"

He walked out of the restaurant, to go get in the car, but he saw Natalia sitting in a silver sports car. She rolled down the window and called out to him, "Get in I'm driving" then she rolled up the window and waited for him to get in. He didn't really think he wanted an explanation, he just got in the back seat of the nice sports car. They both sat in silence as they waited for America to come back out.

When he finally did he looked at the car, then Belarus and asked her where she had gotten the car. She told him it was her car and to get in or she would use HER car to run him down or leave him. America got in the car without question after her explanation. As soon as he had closed the door, she took off. She didn't wait to see if they were safely in the car she just slammed on the gas. The car was nice, sleek, silver, and fast, incredibly fast. She tore out of the parking lot going at least 60 mph, cutting people off left and right. They came to a red light but instead of slowing down she speed up. Alred was hanging on to his seat for dear life, he yelled over to Natalia, "N-Natalia! T-That's a red light! THAT MEANS YOU STOP!" she stomped on the gas even harder and snarled at America, "NO! It means you speed up!" when they came to a green light she slammed on the brakes and barely avoided getting hit. "WHAT IS IT WITH PEOPLE IN THIS COUNTRY NOT KNOWING HOW TO DRIVE!" she screamed slamming her fist onto the steering wheel.

Alfred stayed quiet for the rest of the trip his nails digging into the seat, petrified. Toris, sitting in the back was also clining to his seat, and his hand was going to be torn off soon if he didn't let go of it, he doubted that he could pry his fingers from it though.

ok i decided to end it here...so this is where it will stop because i want it to! -smiles evilly-

wondering where i get all my brialiant ideas? Well thank Facebook, yes I RP (i'm a loser :P) and this was one of the conversations i had with someone, except it was Lovina (fem!Romano) and Belarus then Lithuiana walked in and it gets more complicated from there...so yeah check me out "Natalia/Belarus APH"

~to the next chapter i go! Flying mint bunnies away!(yeah i got skills like that)~