Surprise?
Belarus gripped her knife tightly, walking around the hallways of the World Conference in France. The other countries avoided her, not that she minded. They're all crazy anyways. It made it easier to find Big Brother, as long as he didn't run away from her. Why did he do that, anyways? He's just afraid of marriage, most likely…
Her eyes studied every crevice of the fancy hotel. Where had he run off to? "Big Brother?"
Nothing.
Now she was frustrated.
Wait, what was that?
Moving quickly but quietly, she saw the tail of his scarf from around the corner.
Big bro—"
There he was. But he wasn't alone. That American was wrapped around him, their lips locked. Ivan's hand had moved up the American's shirt just moments before, tickling the skin below. The kiss was broken when Natalya spoke, and stared in fear and shock for a moment before running off down the hall. Natalya stayed in place though, just watching him go before looking back over to the American.
The two women glared at each other.
"Why were you kissing my big brother?"
"Same reason you've kissed mine. It's not that hard to figure out."
"I will kill you if I see that again."
"Who says you will see it again?"
"Oh, you will understand. You will understand."
"Honestly, that made no sense. Whatever. I'm off, I need food." With that, the American woman turned and walked away, leaving the Belarusian to glare angrily at her back, her knuckles turning white at how tightly she was gripping the knife. If they weren't at a World Conference…
And yeah. I don't know. It just like happened. And yes, that was Fem!America. And if you caught that, I did imply that Alfred and Natalya have gotten together before. Too bad Al didn't appear in this story. Maybe I'll write another one shot later about that… Yeah, I probably will. So, that's all for this random one shot.
(Disclaimed: I do not own Hetalia.)
Now, I need to work on all of my multi chaptered things…
Peace. Love. Anime.
~hetalia-deathnote-kuroshitsuji~
(Also, I just looked at the word count. 269 words. PFFT-)