Authors Notes are no fun, but they must be done.
This is a random Hetalia Fic, and my first, so please be nice. It will contain lots of Smut, OOC, and the story line will probably be equivalent to a bad porno. But if they actually behaved logically, there wouldn't be anything. If there are any grammar/spelling mistakes, please notify me. Hope you enjoy!
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Ivan Braginski was far from an unknown country, being Russia and all, but most people tried to avoid him, because he was apparently scary. It hurt his feelings sometimes, but he smiled anyways, and drank in their terrified faces when he sat in busby's chair, or when his aura turned purple and his childish face grew even more so, and his grin grew twice its size, all the while KOLKOLKOL-ing. But there was one country that didn't seem to be so afraid of him.
That country was a cerulean eyed, blonde haired country. That country was Germany, or, in Ivan's home language, Germaniya. Germany was a strong, brave, no nonsense country, and probably lots of fun to piss off. Ivan had had a crush on Ludwig for years, but never said anything because he seemed to have a thing for Italy, but it didn't make much sense. Italy was so loud and touchy, he didn't seem to blend well with Ludwig at all. But who was Ivan to pick for Germany?
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These World Conferences are so boring! Why can't we all just do what I say, da?
"Russia!If I might ask, could you please refrain from thoughts that will end in disaster, please? Your aura is turning purple."
"Da! Sorry, Germaniya. Please, continue. I was quite enthralled with what you were saying."
"Danke. So, as I was saying, we should all..."
UGH. He is sooo SEXY. Why does he have to make these meeting so dull? We could be having a grand time at a strip club, or fucking in a closet.
"Uh, e-excuse me, M-Mr. Russia?"
"OH! Kanada! How nice to, erm, sit on you! How may I help you?"
"E-Eh, well, I noticed something, uh, stirring up, and I, uh, i was just wondering if i might... oh, never mind..."
"Kanada? What ever do you mean?"
"Euh, eh bien ... Vous êtes dur. Moi, je, euh, me demandais si peut-être, peut-être ... Je pourrais vous aider ... Euh ...*"
"Oh, Kanada, spit it out! I'm starting to get angry."
"Je veux te faire foutre!**"
"My, my, Kanada, aren't you a naughty boy! Who would have thought you to be so perverted! What exactly did you have i mind?"
"Uh... Uh, well, Uh..."
"Oh, so you offer, but you don't know what you're offering? Hm, tut tut. I'll just have to make sure you know EXACTLY what you're doing"
"Oh, oh my."
"Mr. Germany! Would you mind if i left for a bit? My aura can't seem to calm down, and it may take a while."
"Of course, Mr. Russia. Just please, don't take too terribly long"
"Of course, Mr. Germany."
Ok, guys! That's it for chapter one! Hope you like it! 3 reviews and I'll update! Flames don't count.
Uh, well ... You're hard. I, uh, wondering if maybe, maybe ... I could help you ... uh*
i want to make you cum!**
^^ Canada's Translations