This is my first Hetalia fanfic, so yeah be kind! My grammar is not the best either so grammar Nazi beware! This was is something I decided to write since I'm feeling more drawn to America x Belarus! There not much else to say so just read the dang story! PS: it alternates where u are ever paragraph until they meet except when there is dialogue!

Go ahead and flame! I need to roast marshmallows for the poor! They will be grateful!

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia if I did….. Well lets just say….. =w= mwahaa

It was a cold day… America hated cold days but today the world meeting was being held in Russia, everyday was a cold day. Man this sucks so much! I cant find a damn hamburger anywhere! he thought to himself as he trudged through the snow. He never really felt safe in Russia ever since the cold war. But he was a hero! What did he care? Nothing could stop him! So he trudged on praying for a McDonalds with a heater.

Meanwhile wait on the out side of Russia's house sat Belarus. She was there with a nice winter coat with a fur hood that was down allowing her hair light blond hair flow down with the top of her head covered in snow, almost like a hat. She was waiting for her brother to leave for the world meeting, of course she had to go to but why waist a perfect chance to be close to her brother, her only brother, the brother she loved more then anything in the world…. Make that universe. She'd kill for his love, and she hated when anyone tried to touch him. So she sat there and waited for him.

America continued to walk throw the snow when for all of a sudden he tripped, which would have been fine if his didn't fall face first into the snow.

"Cold! Cold! Cold!" America shouted as he tried to wipe the snow of his face. "Who the hell did that!" he added looking around. "As the hero I command you to show yourself!"

"S-sorry America." said a fait voice from behind him. "I was making a snow angel and your tripped over my leg and-" the faint voice was interrupted.

"Canada! Bro! How's it hangin!" America said forgetting his anger and pulling his twin of the ground. "Its great to see a face! Let alone a familiar one!"

"Um yea… same here?" Canada replied unsure of himself. Quiet confused by his brothers rapid question asking.

"Come on bro! let go to the meeting! It much better to walk with a hero so you wont get attacked by a polar bear!" America said as he grabbed Canada by the fur rimmed hood of his red jacket.

"B-But America….. I live with a polar bear." Canada said trying to understand his brothers thought process, but was drowned out by America singing his national anthem.

Belarus head turned immediately as she heard the creak from the door, and like a fierce jungle creature she pounced on her brother tackling him to the snow….only he let shorter, much much shorter. Belarus looked down on what she had jumped on and saw it was Latvia!

"Oh, h-hello Ms. B-Belarus." he said completely terrified.

But she had no time to deliver the harsh punishment she felt was necessary, her brother was slipping away. Out of the corner of her eye she could see him, see him running. His light brown coat a blur as he rushed past the snow. Giving him no more time for a head start she sprinted after him. Not knowing how she did it Belarus found herself an arms length from her brother. Sprinting as fast as she could she reached forward and caught Russia's coat. this left them tumbling down the and falling down the up coming hill. As they continued to roll down they started to take on snow, turning into none other then a giant snowball!

America and Canada continued to walk along what seemed to America as a never ending road, the hero him self had a delightful idea.

"Hey, um Canada! I've got to tie my shoe, ill catch up with you." he said with smile as his brother nervously nodded and continued to walk ahead. America quickly leaned down to pick up a handful of snow and with his other hand compacted it into a perfect ball. "HEY!" America shouted loudly causing poor Canada to turn in fright. He then raised his hand to point at what seemed to be the snowball in America's hand.

"Sn-snowball!" Canada exclaimed in horror as all the color left his face, making him paler then the snow.

"Relax!" America said as he lowered his hand. "I did know you where that afraid of a ball of snow! You where just swimming in the stuff a second ago-" He sentence was then put on hold by a hard cold slam against his back. As he started to roll along with whatever hit him he heard the screams of Canada who was attempting to run. This continued for a while and eventually Canada was sucked up too. He could hear Canada's whimpering but also something else, but what? His thought process was again interrupted as the rolling ball of snow was stopped and shattered after hitting I giant maple tree. Canada was the first to rise from the shattered mess.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" the un easy blond said as he ran to the tree and hugged it continuing to praise it with all his heart.

"HA! I knew you were a tree hugger bro!" America chuckled shaking his head attempting to get the snow off when he noticed one giant figure, more like two figures together. "OH hey Russia! You have something on your back right there." he pointed at Belarus who was still covered in snow.

"Hello American pig, this is my sister, Belarus." Russia replied sweetly but longing to get out of here and to run from his sister.

" Come on brother let go to the meeting and announce our marriage." Belarus said as she glared at America through her snow covered head.

"Damn Russia and I thought my sibling was bad!" America laughed. Canada over from his tree looked rather insulted but to afraid to argue with Russia in such a close range.

Review Please~! I have another chapter half written that I will add when I have time~!