My first Hetalia fic, enjoy.

Cuba going to be as OOC as hell but I think you'll deal.

It was a boring day, not a horrible one but an odd one. It was raining, driving everyone inside. Alfred was sitting on a window ledge looking out at the rain. "What is up with this boring ass weather?"

"Alfred. Cuba wants us all in the main meeting room." Arthur commanded of Alfred. He walked off leaving the man sitting by the window.

Alfred sighed. "First this broke ass weather, what could Cuba want?" Alfred started walking to the meeting room. He turned a corner and slammed into a person running the other way. The blow knocked the girl off her feet, scattering her books. He re-adjusted his glasses. "Hey, you okay?"

He started to pick the girl up but stopped at the sight of her. She was buried in books but Alfred could clearly see her beauty. She wore a set of red glasses, blue hip hugger jeans, and a white top with a plaid cover. She smiled up at him and jumped to her feet. The mysterious girl scrambled to pick up her books. "Thanks but I got to jet."

The girl ran off and Alfred shrugged, one of the random events that happen in his life. One day it's Germany naked, the next bumping into a hot beauty in the hall.

He burst through the double doors. "I'm the hero! God knows this meeting needs one." Alfred waltzed in and took a seat. Everyone rolled thier eyes at him.

Cuba cleared his throat. "Now, you all should know that at her birth, my daughter Anna died. Then she came back... as a nation. I was unsure why but now I see that it was to take my place. That is what is going to happen, please meet me lovely daughter Anna."

"How lovely can she be, I mean she's your daughter." Francis laughed at his joke as well as a few other people.

The double doors opened to reveal the girl from earlier. The laughed halted to a stop. The girl had ditch the red glasses and was wearing a strapless white dress with gold trimming.

"Hey! You're the girl from earlier with the geeky glasses!" Alfred shouted, pointing at Anna. She looked at him and smiled.

"Hey! You're the guy who feels like a rock!" Anna yelled pointing at him. She walked up beside her fatherly nation, who after whispering something to her, walked out. Anna stood at the end of the table, they just looked at her. She had hair that looked like clock springs that the sun hit just right in a way that they shone, and the most amazing color of chocolate for skin, and her sparkling hazel eyes.

"I'm Anna and I'll be your newest nation."

Everyone but the new and old Cuba meet at another meeting room and talked about new Cuba.

"She's beautiful, magnificent!" Francis exclaimed. Alfred nodded, as did Arthur.

"Don't rape her Francis." Arthur deadpanned.

Lugwig slammed his hand on the table. "Now, we must get to the important part! Who has a chance with her?" Everyone looked at each other.

"Well not you. Alfred, you said you saw her come out with books?" Arthur asked Alfred, who sitting on a bar stool drinking a soda. "Where the hell did you get that?"

"Found it. But yeah, I saw her covered in books." Alfred sipped his soda and smiled at Matthew. "How about you, Matthew? You think you've got a chance?"

Matthew blushed. "W-well maybe." Everyone laughed and Matthew sighed. He grabbed his coat and left.

"Looks like Mattie's in love, doesn't it look it like Germany?" Feliciano asked Lugwig.

He nodded. "That boy's got it bad."

The next day Anna was sitting in on the the lecture of how to act like a something or other, with the rest of the guys. Everyone was there again expect Matthew. Both doors opened wide to see, you guessed it, Matthew.

"I got mistaken for Alfred again. Badly." Matthew had a bit of dried blood on his face, he had bruises everywhere, his arms were badly cut, and he basically looked like crap all together. Anna sprung from her chair and hiked up her dress.

She rushed over the Matthew, who was taking a seat. "Matthew! Are you okay? Quickly, I need cloth, Francis, your shirt! Alfred, be a hero and get me some water!" Once everything was given to her, she tore Francis' shirt in to strips and dipped them in water. She wrapped most of them around the bash on Matthew's head and used the last one to clean the cuts and the blood.

Matthew smiled up at Anna. "Call me Mattie." It was said weakly but honestly none the less.

Alfred handed her Kumajirou and smiled wickedly at his brother. "It's his teddy bear. He always has it with him." (America, your such a bitch!)

Anna looked up and Matthew. "Really, it's the cutest thing!" Anna kissed the top of it's forehead and handed it to him. She kissed the top of Matthew's forehead as well. "Now, come on. We'll get some waffles or something." Anna helped Matthew to his feet.

"Wait! You can't skip the lesson!" Arthur yelled at the pair. He put his hand out as if the summon her back by will alone. The pair ignored him and walked away.

Alfred stood on a table and asked. "We are going to go tail their ass and then kick Matthew's, right?"

"Right!" The group yelled and Francis' glared at no one.

"That sick Canadian probably has a plan in mind. Get her home, and drizzle that damn maple syrup all over her body." Francis' glared at the door. The group followed the pair to a waffle house, one of the better one's in town. They sat down at hard oak table and laughed about something. Alfred glared at him and everyone was thinking the same thing. That lucky bastard.

After eating Anna and Matthew walked to his apartment. She laughed again and Matthew smiled, he opened to the door and held his hand out to her. She shook her head and kiss him gently on the cheek.

"What the hell?" The group shouted, giving them away.

Anna turned to Matthew. "I told you he was following us." Anna walked up, knifes in hand. She dropped one very close to Arthur. She grabbed Alfred and haled him up in to the air. She pressed the knife against his throat.

"Next time this happens I'll kill you

Dun dun dun.