A Collection of Hetalia Shorts

Author note: This isnt a chapter story, just a fanficition with many short stories with every pairing one can think of. Rated M, Hetalia does not belong to me this is for fun. Please read the authors note at the end of the story. o u o

Story One.

Let's Talk

Russia X America

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Russia requested for a moment of America's time, not an hour, just a few minutes. It was surprising when the large male raised his hand in the middle of the World Conference. He didn't speak up, he didn't shout, he just lifted his hand. The United Kingdom was in the middle of his turn, but it was hard to ignore Russia, no matter how hard one tried. Looking towards the violet eyed man, he was given the opportunity to speak. Standing up he looked towards America and asked," After this meeting, can I have a moment of your time?" The large room fell silent after the country asked his question.

At first the United States wasn't sure if the Russian was even talking to him. Swallowing his mouthful of double cheeseburger, the blond finally acknowledged it and agreed. Shortly after he reached for another burger and the meeting continued when England cleared his throat.

When the gathering ended America stood in the hallway, leaning against the wall as he waited for the other country. With his large drink in hand he sipped it down as someone caught his attention. In front of him, Russia smiled, hands down at his sides. The blond blinked before pulling the drink away from his mouth, clearing his throat he asked," So what is it Russia?"

The man smiled as he hovered over the blond," Hello America, did you wait long?" He asked.

" No dude, just a couple minutes. So what do you want?"

" Da, just a few minutes of your time, can we go somewhere private?"

America paused for a second eyeing the taller man," Yeah sure", he answered throwing his drink away.

With his hands in his pockets America walked down the hallway with Russia following close behind. Even though he wasn't being touched or bushed against, he could still feel the Russian. It was weird, every time he was around the large country these odd feelings would consume him, bother him. But he wasn't supposed to be worried, he's a hero. Hero's don't worry, they take action, like today, America was going to take action and listen like a hero.

Opening the door to an empty lecture room the blond made his way to the table and sat down. Russia closed the door and smiled hearing the faint click of the doorknob. Resting his head against his fist the United States asked," Okay dude, so what do you wanna talk about?" Honestly America was annoyed, he wanted to go home, and play his new video game, maybe stop at McDonalds and grab a few extra burgers.

"Lately you and your boss have been meddling with things in my country, da?" He asked, getting straight to the point. This caught the other nation off guard.

America paused," What are you talking about?"

" You know America, I have been around for a very long time, so I am not dumb", Russia informed. Slowly walking over towards the smaller country he leaned down, still smiling as he placed his hands on the table," If you could please explain to me, why you feel it is necessary to contact my boss with your pathetic ideas for economical and political reform to better my home land?"

Even though he was smiling, it still felt really creepy. America leaned back in his chair slowly sinking downward as Russia studied him with those violet eyes of his. He wasn't sure how to answer, it wasn't a lie. Everything was true, though how he said it seemed a little harsh. He didn't want to better it, he just wanted to offer a few new ideas. Plus it was his boss who told him to speak to Russia's, he was just following orders.

" Yo Russia, it's not what you think!" He started, shaking in his seat he swallowed," I just wanted to offer a few ideas to maybe help-"

" Help what?" Russia asked leaning closer," You see America there is a reason I did not wish to bring this topic up during the meeting. I wanted to deal with you myself, man to man, country to country. If you cannot see it already, you should already know who the stronger one in this room is, da? So I will ask again, why do you feel obligated to meddle with my country's affairs behind my back?"

" I didn't mean to do it behind your back."

" Yes you did, do not lie to me America, I do not enjoy lies."

" I'm not lying! I was just following orders!" The smaller country replied," Talk to your boss but don't take this out on me!" It was becoming more difficult to hold onto the heroic attitude he proudly displayed for so long. Though he would never admit it out loud, he was scared. Russia was quiet, and kept to himself, but he was big and strong. The worst part was, he's unpredictable, almost impossible to read. That's what makes him terrifying.

Oh why did he agree to talk to him? America cursed at himself.

" Yet you regret to inform me."

Grabbing a hold of the blonds arm he yanked him forward, throwing him off his seat and onto the ground with a loud thud. Sitting up he scrambled to his feet as the Russian approached him. With one hand he took a hold the blond's wrists, pinning them to the carpet. With his large body hovering over the American the man grinned as he watched the other panic. Russia leaned down, their noses only inches apart," I will not let you change me Alfred, I am not like the rest." Russia smirked slowly pulling away Texas, tossing the glasses onto the floor," Maybe it is you who needs to be changed for the better?"

" Russia you better stop this!" Alfred snapped.

" Or what? If you haven't noticed by now, it is you on the floor being over powered by me."

Before he could reply the Russian's lips crashed down onto his own. His kiss was forceful and angry, so controlling he struggled to keep his teeth closed. He tried to move his head away but with a free hand the cold country held him in place as his tongue tried to break it's way inside the American's mouth. Russia tightened his grip on the other country's hand, causing America to gasp, giving Russia the opportunity he needed. His tongue slipped inside, rubbing and twirling against the other male's. The Russians scarf dangled next to America's head, the fabric brushing against his skin. Blue eyes glared at the object as the larger male continued to abuse him. If only Britain were here, or France, or even China. This communist country would surely pay. Regretting the very second he thought of assaulting the United States of America.

Parting away the Russian smiled as he licked his lips,"You taste very sweet America, your lips are so soft and warm."

The smaller country blushed a dark red, growling as he tried to jerk his hands free,"Let me go!"

Russia shook his head," Nyet, I am sorry but you need to learn your lesson. You keep meddling with other countries yet other countries are not allowed to meddle with you. It isn't nice to tease others." Pulling the zipper down on the blond's jacket he smiled," I cannot wait to see you broken on the floor by my amazing power."

Though the outer apparel remained on him, he tugged away at the tan uniform that coated the blond's body until the white button-up top was fully exposed. Ivan yanked at the brown tie casting it aside as he undid every button, one by one. America trembled as a large hand grazed across his flesh. Gritting his teeth as the Russian twisted his nipples, chuckling as they perked in his grasp. Slipping his hand inside he put a firm hold onto the young Nation's manhood and started to play with it. Slamming his legs together made the action hard but not impossible. Russia's smile turned into a grin as he moved his hand faster, up and down the American's length. He loved hearing the dirty sounds, it only encouraged him. But what he loved most were the lovely faces the other male made as he struggled to keep himself together.

It was cute.

" Do you like it America?" He asked, rubbing his thumb around the tip of the shaft's head.

The blond's hips bucked as he panted heavily," N-no! Just stop this! It's sick!" Heroes don't do this, they don't give into the bad guys!

" Nyet, this is not sick, you are enjoying this da?"

" No I'm not!"

" But look at yourself, you are already so close. The United States of America, reaching his orgasm by my hand, such a wonderful thought."

" N-Never!" He snapped.

Ivan looked into those blue orbs, filled with so much hatred and disgust.

Once again, it was cute. Russia couldn't help but smile.

Without warning he thrust his hold on Alfred's manhood faster, gripping it tightly. The blond jerked and twitched under him as Russia felt the member pulse in his hand.

As much as America tried to hold it in his body simply refused to listen to his mental pleas. Moaning out the man's lower half jerked forward as he released himself. Crying out as he held his eyes shut, he did not want to see the twisted, sick smile that was on Russia's face. He refused.

Violet eyes watched in amazement as the American reached his climax, his seed dripping onto the creme colored carpet. He panted heavily, eyes closed shut. It wasn't fair. How come Alfred gets to have all the fun?

Pulling the blond to his knees as released his own hard on to the American. Slowly opening his eyes America's gaze went wide as he looked at the monster before him. That's impossible, that can't be real. He sent his foot against the Russian's leg trying brake free. There's no way he's going to do that, never would he ever do such a disgusting thing! Ivan grunted as he shifted back. The American just kicked him, but it actually hurt.

Hands wrapping around the Nation's hips he was dragged back, his pants quickly ripped off with the unnatural determination of the Russian Federation. America turned around with begging eyes but Russia continued, pulling at his boxers. Desperate to crawl away Alfred tried kicking again, but was soon halted as a hand gripped onto his leg and held it straight into the air. America's face was brick red as his secret entrance was exposed to the other country.

Russia aligned the head of his shaft to the country's hole, and with one hard thrust he slammed himself inside.

At that moment, America screamed.

He screamed holding onto the small curls of the room's flooring. His eyes wide as tears built up on the skin's edges. His body was still as pain pulsed inside him. America tried to move, tried to crawl away and save the very last ounce of dignity he had left, but his being refused to obey.

Pushing the man's leg back Russia started to move himself in a harsh rhythm against the other country's body. His beige-blond hair draped in front of his face as he started to indulge himself. Russia was no longer smiling, or smirking, he was taking in the feeling of the country's body that wrapped around his manhood. That wonderful, blissful feeling. His head hung lower as he tried to push himself deeper, eyeing the blood that dripped onto the floor with each movement he made. Small whimpers clashed against the dirty sounds that filled the room, along with his settle grunts.

As time went on Alfred lost control, his mouth spilling naughty moans and embarrassing sounds, sounds a girl would make. His body going limp as his shaft started to grow erect again, bouncing to the man's movements. At this point America no longer struggled, he didn't talk back or fight back. He just laid there, legs wide open as the 'communist ' continued to pleasure himself. The large male gasped, and his pace quickened, holding onto the nation's leg with a better hold, wrapping both arms around the limb. Russia's face was flustered as his pelvis slapped against the American's, his shaft twitching madly inside. His head flew back as he reached his climax, and to much of his surprise, Alfred meet his. America's seed stained the floor as Russia spilled himself inside the Nation's inner walls.

Sitting himself back the large member plopped out of the Nation's body. He watched as his aftermath dripped from the pink entrance, Russia couldn't help but smile. He stood up, grabbing a tissue he cleaned himself off. Zipping his pants back up Ivan looked down at the broken country that laid on his side on the messy floor. At that moment the elder country was proud of himself, he, single-handedly broke down one of the world's most powerful nations. Not with a gun, not with an army, but with his own hands.

Alfred refused to move but his eyes looked at Russia, his shattered blue eyes. Ivan bent down picking up Texas, turning the American's face toward his, as he slid the glasses on and patted the younger country's head.

" Thank you for giving me a moment of your time America, I am glad we had this conversation." Oh so very glad.

Alfred din't say anything.

Russia sighed as he made his way to the door, turning the knob as he pushed it, and without saying another word he left it open and made his way down the hallway. Turning the corner he bumped into England, the United Kingdom stumbled back before quickly apologizing," Ah, sorry Russia, didn't see you there", he chuckled weakly.

Ivan just smiled.

" Have you finished your little meeting with America?"

He nodded," Da, I did."

" How did it go if you don't mind me asking?"

" Wonderful, he is a great person to talk too."

" Oh good, can I see him for a moment?"

" Yes, down the hall, last door to your left England."

Authors note: Did you enjoy, god I hope you did, I know I did. Please show me some love and leave a review. I am now open for requests, have a hetalia pair you like? Have a crack pair? Leave a nice comment and a request and i'll most likely do it. Please fav too!