THIS WILL BE MY FIRST HETALIA FIC. FORGIVE ME IF I DO SOMETHINGS THAT MAKE IT OOC.
I ONLY OWN LUXEMBOURG I DON'T OWN HETALIA.
You walked to the Vargas home with your brother Germany. Of course, no one knew you exactly because you were like Canada... You hardly ever spoke. This would be your first time going to a world-wide nations party. Everyone would be there, the allies, the axis powers, the Nordics, Baltics and all of the such including cities. Germany had pulled you out from your comfortable bed, threatening to use moves he learned from Japan. You shot up from your bed after hearing "fighting moves" and "Japan". He had put you in the nicest clothes you had in your closet. A sleeveless dress that went a little below your knees but was quite fluffly. A line square neck sleeveless ruffle cotton lolita dress in all honesty, Germany was quite shocked that you had something like that in your amount of boyish clothes. He had forced your semi-curled white hair into a neat and loose braid that was over your shoulder. The same shock happened to you because you didn't know your brother could do something like this all in one hour.
"Big bruder... I don't understand vhy I must go..." You never were a party person. He clutched onto your hand to make sure you didn't escape.
"If you vere asking if you could leave then, nein. You should at least come to be polite," You furrowed your eyebrows, this is what you get for being a talkative person at conferences. The door swung open Italy looked at you with a confused expression on his face.
"Ve~ Luxembourg it's so surprising to see-a you at these parties-a!" He gave you kiss on both cheeks as the greeting. It was kind of disappointing to see that you were seven inches taller than Italy in high-heels.
"Yes, vell, I didn't have much of a say in the matter..." you side-glanced at Germany. Italy pulled you inside and Germany was trying as fast as he could to remove your jacket to continue talking to the other nations.
"This is Germany's little sister Luxembourg."
"Guten Abend." You slightly prayed that the dress wasn't showing too much. Everyone went back to what they were doing.
England walked up to you, "G-Good evening,"
You had only noticed him when your messenger bag was pushed out of the in order for someone to sit on the couch. You sipped on your wine. You took a side glance, he noticed you... And he was cute, despite what the other female countries said. He was way more than average. But sadly, you weren't you were just average.
"Luxembourg, correct?" He asked some-what embarrassed that he didn't remember your name.
"Ah, yes vell... That's me."
"Oh, well, are you enjoying yourself? You seem like a wall-flower just sitting here in such a stunning dress."
"Vell, thank you very much for the compliment but, I'm fine with being a vall-flower. I can honestly say you are a gentleman for saying that."
Your favorite song played it was a slow song. Diamonds by The Seatbelts.
"Vill you dance vith me England?" You pulled him and onto the make-shift dancefloor. You placed his hands on your waist and you placed your hands on his shoulders. You both swayed back and forth. You looked about, Russia was dancing with Tokyo. Germany was dancing with Slovenia. You got whistles from America and France all throughout the song. You slowly shut your eyes and hummed the lyrics.
Something that you do
I really can't explain
The way you make me smile
The way you make me love you when you're shining
Diamonds don't make promises or decieve me
They don't lie
All they do is shine like the sun
Stars up in the sky
I see them in your eyes
Can I see them now
Yes, I see them now
Little diamonds, please don't go away
Let me love you
Can I keep you near
Let me hold you, dear, ever more
Don't know what it is
Your magic sparkle kiss
Little diamonds, I'm yours
Twinkling like a melody in the twilight
Ever clear, made in heaven, some are cold
And some are perfect cuts
While some are in the rough
All so beautiful
You're so beautiful
Little diamonds
Don't you go away
Let me love you
Can I keep you near
Let me hold you, dear, for all time
Don't know what it is
Your sparkle with a kiss
Little diamonds
Little diamonds
Be mine
You two just kept swaying back and forth to the song. Once the song was over you were inwardly sad, it was so sad for a good song to end. You went back to what you were doing before
The Party In Full Swing
Italy, drunken and giddy, asked all the girls to leave the room in order for the boys to agree to something or whatever. You sighed and was pushed out by Hungary. Then you realized something, Hungary stayed in the room.
"Gottverdammt! Vhy is Hungary in the room?"
A few minutes after drinking the equivalent to a whole bottle of wine then finally opened doors. You swayed at first but was caught by England-san. You blushed. America shoved a top-hat in front of you.
"Okay, Luxembourg pick from the hat." You had pulled out a small piece of paper with book titles written on it.
You furrowed your eyebrows. Soon after, America explained the main rules of the game. England immediately stood up and went to the closet opening the door so that you could go in first. You blushed since you had a very big, crush on England since he was the only one who tried to talk to you. You had one huge problem on your hands, you didn't know how to exactly play this game or even know what to do. England shut the door behind him.
"England? Vhere are you?" You reached out your hands to grab something or England just to make sure you weren't in here with some weirdo. He gave his reply, "Right here luv, I'll come and get you."
Two arms wrapped around your waist, which startled you. You slightly smelled tea and rum, so you assumed that it was England.
"England! I found you!" You wrapped your arms around him. You looked up to see him kiss you. It was sweet and short.
"I've been vaiting for you to do that the vhole party." You murmured and you initiated the kiss this time only to make it more feverish. He pinned you to the back wall and pulled on the zipper, teasing you. You nipped gently on his bottom lip.
"Seven minutes is up- WOOHOO! Go Britain get some!" A flash from a digital camera. Germany looked surprised and acted like nothing happened. The two of you spent your night in the guest bedroom continuing where you left off.