A new story I made on a whim about Fem!America and Male!Belarus because I like how cute the regular ones are, so I thought I'd give these two a shot. Hope you like it :D

Nikolai sat and store out the window. His beloved sister had that danmed Amelia over again. She was so loud and obnoxious. Not only that, everyone listened to her because she was strong and had a short temper.

"Hey! Asshole!" America stepped over to Belarus and punched him square in the face, knocking him off the chair and on his ass. "I say hi to you and you just ignore me like that you jerkface!"

"W-What!" Belarus held his bloody nose, he was pretty sure it was broken. Overcome with rage, he reached into his coat for his knifes and lunged at America, she quickly sidestepped and disarmed him, tossing his knife to the side. "Anya! You are just going to let her assault me!" He growled at his sister.

"Well, you did not say hello to her Nikolai." She went back to what she was working on.

"America! You bitch!" He gets up and attacks her again, taking a swing at her face. He thought she would dodge, but she took the hit to the face, not even budging a bit from the blow. "OWWWW!" She had a really hard head! Now his fist was bleeding too and he was sitting on the floor.

"You give up yet?" She said, she smiled while her forehead slowly dripped with blood. She reached down and held her had out at him. He sat there and looked at her hand before taking it. "I'm sick of you sulking and staring at Russia's lady parts. So, I've decided were gonna go on a date." She smiled brightly at him and he stood there, mouth agape.

"Anya! Tell her no!" He looked at his sister who ignored him.

"I don't care what you say Nikolai. I'm sick and tired of your crap attitude and your constant death glare." She pulls out her bat. "So if you have any more issues, you can take it up with my friend here..." Belarus felt a chill down his spine.

"Fine." He said, its not like America was ugly, in fact she was surprisingly cute when she wasn't about to cave his skull in. It was only one date. She would never be able to break the bond that he had with his sister, because he was in love with her.

"Good" She put her arm around his shoulder and pulled out a tissue from her cleavage and held it to his nose. Belarus blushed, but luckily she couldn't see because of the blood. "So where do you wana go?" She looked at him for a second.

"I don't care..." Belarus grumbled.

"IIIIII thought you would say that." She smiled smugly. "Russia, is it ok if I take your little bro for awhile?"

"W-WHAT!" Belarus exclaimed.

"Da, he should really get out more..." She smiled softly at them. "But..." a dark aura appeared around her. "I vill kill you if he has anything worse than a broken bone..." America smiled and gave her a thumbs up. Belarus always wondered how America stayed so cool and collected. Most countries broke down in tears when Russia gave the evil aura, but the way America reacted seemed like she was the most fearless thing in existence. America picked Belarus up and put him over her shoulder.

"Laters Anny!" America blew a kiss at Russia and waved back with her fingers.

"Have fun Nikolai!" She smiled at them again.

"Alright little man! We got a looong flight ahead of us, so lets get to know each other better!" They sat next to each other on the plane ride. "So, whats you favorite color bro?" She smiled at him while he gave her a sour look.

"Purple...like my sister's eyes." He said harshly. America frowned and pinched his arm. "Ow!"

"Don't mention other girls you like when you're on a date stupid!" Belarus rolled his eyes.

"How about... favorite number!" America exclaimed.

"That's stupid, why would you have a favorite number?" Belarus scoffed.

"You're stupid!" She punches him in the arm playfully. He smiles and pushes her. "Wow! An actual smile! I didn't think you could!" She teased. He smiled a bit wider and rolled his eyes again.

After awhile Belarus started nodding off. America lifted up the arm rest and put his head on her chest. "Here, its more comfy than the cushions on any plane..." Belarus had to agree with that. He blushed and snuggled into America's pillows while she stroked his silvery white hair. "You're a lot cuter than you let on Nikki..." He blushed deeper.

"So are you America..."

Hmmm... felt a bit scattered but I liked it...lemme know what you think ^_^

I'll post more in time,

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