A/N: Hey guys! I'm not dead! So school has started up and I had absolutely no time to update over the summer (Camp rock from eight in the morning to nine in the evening) soo to make it up I'm starting a new story for my new found obsession with Russia and Hetalia (lol fangirl) so I shall update the rest of my stories this weekend. For now enjoy this chapter . Btw way, I know Serbia is already a nation but I COULDN'T FIND A FREE ONE NEAR GERMANY DX so I apologize Serbia fans but I had to take the real one out, I own nothing.


Germany and Prussia loved their little sister Serbia. She would always be described as perfect by others, her shoulder length blonde fluffy hair, her bright blue eyes, flawless skin, and a sweet childish personality. However her older brothers knew better, she was clumsy, forgetful, and often got in dangerous situations. One good, no great, example would be: Russia. Germany and Prussia nearly had a heart attack when she told them who her new friend was.

It had started as a normal day, nice and warm, the grass was blowing and everything had a cherry aura with it. Prussia came to visit his younger siblings so Serbia decided to shop for dinner for the three of them. She came back looking extremely happy. Curious, Germany asked,

"You look pleased as punch. Something happened?" Serbia's grin grew wider;

"I made a new friend!" she giggled and sat the bags down. Prussia smirked and teased,

"Oh? You mean a new boyfriend? Is he as awesome as me?" Serbia blushed deeply and retorted,

"He-he's just a friend!" Germany smiled softly at his little sister, "What's his name?" Serbia thought a moment then said,

"Ah! I remember now! It's Ivan!" Both Germany's and Prussia's faces paled, before they Germany shouted,

"I-Ivan?! Russia?!" Serbia looked confused, "Russia?" Being a newer nation she had not yet attended a world conference, so she had never met any of the other nations. Prussia's eyes narrowed and he snarled, "How dare he even speak to you!"

Germany grabbed her shoulders and gently shook her, "Serbia, please stay away from him! He's dangerous! Did he hurt you?" Serbia finally got fed up with the shouting and got out his grasp, then put a hand on her hip.

"You're wrong Big Brother, he's a nice gentleman. And I refuse to lose a friend because you have misread someone." She picked up the grocery bags, "Now if you excuse me, I have dinner to make."

Although Serbia had a sweet childish personality, she could be mean at times and once she decided something, it stayed that way. So the brothers could only watch as their naïve little sister huffed away.

"We should talk to her later after she has calmed down," Prussia said, "And since I'm so awesome she'll listen to me." But Germany had a bad feeling, this was not going to turn out well…


Serbia felt offended on Ivan's part. They didn't know what they were talking about. He was sweet to her when they met and she refuses to believe he was a bad person.

~FlashBack~

Serbia wandered down the aisle of the store, wondering what to make. Big Brother Germany would probably want some wurst, but she had to make something for Big Brother Prussia too, not to mention she was a vegetarian. Lost in her mind she accidently bumped into someone and fell back. As she braced herself for impact she was surprised when two strong arms wrapped around her waist and caught her. Blinking she looked up and saw a very tall man with dark blonde hair and violet eyes. Feeling a blush rising up she stammered out,

"T-thank you!" "It's no problem da. After all I bumped into you." His voice was nice and sweet, his smile looked very sincere. Serbia smiled back, and the man gently released her, "My name is Ivan. I am Russian da."

"Ah! My name is Serbia! But you may call me Angel if you wish." Ivan's eyes suddenly looked a bit darker, "You are a nation, da?" She nodded proudly, "Yep!"

"Well we be good friends then, but for now I must go. Goodbye Miss Angel." As he walked away Serbia blushed slightly, "Bye Ivan~"


Serbia sighed, her brothers will come around eventually..