A/N Could it be? Why yes! It's my first attempt at a Hetalia - Axis Powers fic!:D Hetalia…is sooo freaking awesome! ^_^ Anyway I just had to make this a Hungary x Austria cause that's my favorite Hetalia couple!:)

Disclaimer:I don't own anything except the plot!:)

The Deceleration of Lizzie's Independence

"I can't believe you!" She yelled at her boyfriend. "Liz calm down! It was an accident!" Gilbert said to Elizabeta. "Well if it was such an 'accident' why did you sleep with her?" She countered. He stayed silent. "Gilbert I trusted you, I loved you, I never went behind your back and this is how you repay me? Out of all of the stupid things you've done in your life, this has got to be the stupidest! Well you know what? I can't take it anymore! I just can't! I'm done, we're done, and this conversation's done! So just leave!" Elizabeta screamed at him. "But Liz!-" Gilbert started but stopped at the sudden white vase coming towards him. He quickly ducked leaving the vase to smash against the door. "Leave!" She screamed pointing at the door and letting a single tear roll down her cheek. Gilbert sighed. "Fine." He said and walked to the door carefully stepping over the white shards of glass. He slowly opened the door and looked at Elizabeta one last time. "Goodbye Liz." Gilbert said and walked out the door.

Suddenly, a wave of pain came over Elizabeta and she let tears flow freely. It seemed like she cried for forever, trying to think of what to do next. Then she came up with the idea that changed her life.(But of course she didn't know that…yet.) She ran to her room to grab a sheet of notebook paper and a pen and started writing. In her soft, loopy handwriting, she wrote:

The Deceleration of Lizzie's Independence

I Elizabeta Héderváry have written this deceleration for one reason and one reason only, to become independent. I have come into the realization that if I don't want to get my heart broken again, is to not depend on men. I am perfectly capable of doing things on my own, and I shall have no man by my side when there are hardships. No longer will I let a male interfere with my own life. I'll be on my own, and stay on my own as a strong, independent woman.

~ Elizabeta Héderváry

She picked up the paper and grinned. 'The next time I fall in love, will be the time I actually straighten my hair.' She thought sarcastically.

3 Years Later

Elizabeta walked down the street with a cappuccino she just got from the new coffee shop up the street. Her curly hair bouncing with each step she took as she walked back home. It's been 3 years since she broke up with Gilbert, but he no longer mattered because she didn't need him or any man for that matter she always thought. During the 3 years, she learned that men are not needed in a woman's life; all they do is slow you down and get in the way of things. Of course she learned that the hard way, but she learned it regardless.

Almost home and the day couldn't be any better, it was instantly ruined when someone bumped into her making her spill her cappuccino all over her favorite white shirt. There was a thud and person on the ground picking up a book that read 'The Closing' by Lilli Margret on the front cover. "I apologize ma'am." The person said leaning back up. When Elizabeta saw who created this problem for her, she couldn't say that she was surprised that it was a man. 'Apparently, that one piece of curly hair sticking up from the rest of his hair just totally says, 'screw you physics!' now doesn't it?' She thought.

"It was an accident honestly. I'm usually not this absorbed in books." He said. "I understand, just watch where you're going next time, okay?" Elizabeta said and started to walk off but the man grabbed her hand. She rolled her eyes. This guy was really starting to bug her and she doesn't even know his name. "If there's anything I could do for your blouse, because it must have looked really nice before I kind of..ruined it," he said after a small chuckle. "I'll gladly repay you with lunch, my treat."

Lunch didn't sound like a bad idea to Elizabeta, she was hungry and she wouldn't have to make anything when she got home. 'Not to mention he's paying for it.' She thought. "Well since it's your treat, I don't mind." She finally said. "Excellent, I know the perfect place to go. Follow me." The man said, walking in the opposite direction of Elizabeta's home. She followed him, trying to keep up with his long strides.

"By the way, my name is Roderich Edelstein. May I ask of yours?"

And so, our story begins…

A/N Ok chapter 1 is done! Review?:)