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A/N:Another pairing I don't usually ship, but...eh? worth a shot right?

He loves me…..He loves me not! He loves me…. I stared at the last petal on the small flower in my hands. I clenched my teeth and yanked the last petal. He still loves me!

I threw the stupid flower, angry enough. I had tried EVERYTHING to get older brother Russia to marry me. Why does he keep refusing? I've never left him alone, I've gave him all my love, I've gave him EVERYTHING!

And yet…I glared at the petals that were pulled. He still won't marry me…he won't even kiss me. WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING WRONG! I took my knife out and started to stab the flower petals blaming them for my horrible love life.

"ALRIGHT THE HERO'S HERE! TIME FOR THE MEETING TO COMMENCE!" The American screamed happily as he walked into the meeting room. Everyone was already there waiting; England, North Italy, Germany, Prussia (Not part of the meeting, but awesome enough to watch), Japan, China, France, and Russia.

"Shut the bloody hell up….can we just get started already?" The English man asked annoyed.

"OF COURSE IGGY! FIRST THINGS FIRST WHO NEEDS A HERO?"

"No one!" The entire room said in unison. They got very tired of the constant question from America, but they knew they could never be able to shut him up.

The American frowned a little, but smiled "Whatever…one day you all are need a hero and I'll be waiting!"

Everyone rolled their eyes as the American sat down and started to eat cheeseburgers…this meeting would be like all the others….sadly…

I stopped stabbing the petals when I could no longer see them. I needed a plan. Maybe older Brother will say yes if I surprise him with sunflowers outside the meeting room. Yes, older brother will smile and finally agree to marry me…this plan has to work…or else….

I picked maybe ten sunflowers from my older sister's garden and started to walk to the meeting building. I looked at the building and hid my worry and anxiousness. No man ever wanted a crybaby for a wife. I slowly sat on the chair staring at the door. I started to think of all the ways older brother would smile and take the flowers and proclaim his love for me…yes…this time he will agree to marring me…yes….this time will be different…

"SHUT-UP IGGY! I AM A HERO!" The American screamed on the top of his lungs.

"Ve~ I'm hungry~!" The little Italian whined.

"LIKE BLOODY HELL YOU ARE, BRAT!" The English man screamed as well.

The German glanced at the clock. He had tried to calm this meeting twice already, and finally the clock was almost to 2:00 PM and they all could leave. The German counted in his head softly. 5…4…..3….2….. "EVERYONE THE MEETING IS OVER! ONCE AGAIN WE HAVE PROGRESS NONE!" The German shouted quieting all the fighting.

"Da? Now I'm going to get some volka~!" The Russian man said happily as he opened the door. His eyes landed on to his little sister. Slowly the Russian closed the door. "Nevermind, Da….I'm not thirsty anymore."

The American raised an eyebrow, but soon….okay after everyone started to scream and Belarus came into the meeting room with that scary face of hers…the American understood the Russian's weird behaviors.

I smiled really big. Older brother is just shy…he wasn't expecting me to come wait for him with flowers. I broke down the door and walked to older brother happily. "Older brother…I brought you some flowers~!" I said trying to sound seductive. I opened my eyes and frowned. Everyone….ran away…again…

I glared at the Sunflowers and threw them to the ground. Older brother is way too shy. I need a better plan.

"Hey? Belarus?" I turned to find America still in the room. Why had he stayed?

"What?" I asked. I didn't trust anyone….they all wanted to take older brother away from me.

"Do you need a hero?" He asked smiling.

"No." I said as I glared at him. He was so annoying.

America stared at me for a moment before asking, "Do you want some help getting Commie bastard to be yours?"

My glared intensified ten-fold as I hissed, "Why help me? You seem to hate older brother, why help give him something he wants?"

America thought about it and smiled largely, "Because! Second rule to being a hero help anyone who needs it…if you like them or not!" I raised an eyebrow, confused. No one has ever wanted to help me before. I was always on my own.

"If I say yes…what would happen?" I asked softly, still not believing America's words to be the truth.

"I'd help anyway I can…I mean…I am a guy…I can help you get Russia easier than you trying to do it alone." America explained.

I stayed quiet for a long time. He's lying isn't he? But…I've tried everything…and…. "Okay…I will allow you to help…but if you fail…"

"I won't! I promise, Hero's never fail!" America said happily taking my hands.

I'm tired of trying on my own….