This is my first fanfiction. My writing is not that very good, especially not in english and especially not with fanfictions, so please bear with me.
Axis Powers Hetalia including it's characters belong to Hidekaz Himaruya - not me.

If you find any failures in my spelling or grammar, feel free to tell me since I'm improving.

Thank you.

CHAPTER 1

"No way."
Chinas stern face made the Russian pout, making a poor attempt to look hurt. Almost success. Almost.
"But Yaaaao~ I made it especially for you!"
China snorted as he scanned the object Russia held in his gloved hands with his golden eyes. It was a dress. Extremely feminine. Absolutely unacceptable, since he was of the opposite gender.
"It's a dress aru." he pointed out, determined he would NEVER wear that thing unless Russia killed him on the dot and forced it onto his cold, senseless body.
Maybe not even then.
"But Yao look like a girl very much da~!"
China flushed, tried as well as he possibly could not to punch Russia in the face.
"I don't!" he growled, feeling his muscles tense. Ready to beat that annoying bastard up any time. Russia began to giggle.
"Hee hee, but if you put this dress on everyone will think of you as a girl da!"
China became, if possible, even redder.
"Everyone would clearly see I'm a man, even in that stupid dress!"
Russia stopped giggling - instead, he smiled creepily towards the smaller man, his bright, purple eyes piercing right through Chinas golden ones.
"Yao wants to bet da?"
"W-what?"
Russias creepy smile grew even broader as he innocently tilted his head to one side.
"If Yao goes on a date with me dressed in this-" he shot a quick glance towards the maids dress he held in his hands "and the people we meet believe you are a male, I won't bother you unless it's really really important~"
China snorted again. How ridiculous!
"And if they won't believe so?"
Russia couldn't help but let out a sneaky giggle. His childish behaviour was getting really irritating.
"If not I'll do anything I want to Yao-Yao."
China was speachless. First of all, he absolutely loathed that horrible nickname. Second, Russias gain if he won this bet would be far greater (for him) than if China won. But still, China knew he couldn't reject the bet. Then it would prove he himself didn't believe fully in his masculinity.
China stood silent for a moment, pretending he was thinking over the bet. Meanwhile Russia stared with great interest at his fellow allied, waiting for his answer. He, however, knew somewhere deep inside that Yao couldn't say no. The dignity the Chinese man possessed was too great for that.
"Deal." China finally said, taking Russias hand in his and shaked it friendly until Russia squeezed it so hard he let out a miserable whimper.
Russia smirked mischievously, his purple eyes sparkling with great anticipation.
"Tomorrow evening. Eight รณ clock."
He pressed the dress into Chinas hands.
"Don't be late."
China smiled a forced smile, laughing a bit nervously as he accepted the dress with hidden disgust.
"I won't."

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Ugh. Short. If I continue this crap I promise I'll make the chapters longer T_T

Enough for now~ please review!