Hi, people! If you are reading this, thank you as this is my first try. This is complete fluff so please don't hate me. I greatly appreciate R&R.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia and never will.

"Mon Dieu qui fait mal!" Lillian Vogel looked at the words on her wrist for the 13th time that day. The words were the first thing her soul mate would say to her and supposedly, he had the first words she would say to him on his wrist. Lili's stepbrother Vash strode into the back of the small bakery and snapped his fingers in front of Lili's eyes.

"Hey, a "friend" of mine is coming over to help out in the front."

"Who is it?"

Vash rolled his eyes and said with disgust "You know him—Francis, the Frenchman"

"I don't remember meeting him."

"He's not someone who I like to associate with too much," Vash said, disgust coating his voice.

Lili nodded and gave a small smile. Vash had been recruiting their cousins and friends to help them since the opening of Lili's bakery, and so far business had been smooth sailing. Now, if only her soul mate would appear.

Francis walked down the street whistling a tune before turning the corner and approaching his friend's bakery. He tried to remember how he had roped himself into this, but drew a blank. Sighing, he opened the door and a little bell jingled, causing a smile to creep across the Frenchman's face. The front was cozy with knitting, croquet, and embroidery supplies laid out in various locations. Magazines about baked goods had been strewn about the tables, and the large windows let in the just rising sun, giving the place a safe feeling. Vash darted out from the back where Francis deduced the kitchen was located. The smaller blond boy seemed in a rush as he said, "Lili's in the back. You touch her. You die. Understood?"

" I would not think of such impurities, mon ami. After all, I have my own soul mate to look for." Francis pointed to his jacket-covered wrist and grinned wider while Vash just shook his head and ran out the door.

Francis spent the first two hours not even having met Lili as she was busy in the back. The few times he saw the Liechtensteiner she was laying out pastries and humming, but other than that, the two did not interact.

Lili had noticed that Francis had arrived but found no time to welcome him, so she stuck to her duties, as did the blond man in the front of the store selling her baked goods. Soon she found a break and was about to greet him when she glanced at her wrist again and drew it to her before whispering, "Please let this work this time," when suddenly the blond man tripped into the room.

Francis had shed his jacket and had been staring at the words inscribed on his right wrist since birth. Everyone had them. They were the first words the wearer's soul mate would say to them. Francis' were so common he nearly went mad. "Are you alright?" How could such a simple question be such a pain?

Sighing, Francis stood up. There had been no customers for a while so he plopped the little bell on the counter and walked into the back kitchen to ask Lili a question regarding lunch when he tripped over his own feet and fell into the room. He heard a small squeal and then felt pain as a cabinet opened and mixing bowls tumbled onto the Frenchman's head.

"Mon dieu qui fait mal!" He shouted without thinking. And as if things couldn't get worse, a bowl of cookie batter tipped off the counter and into his lap.

"Are you alright?" Lili asked, not knowing exactly how Francis slipped, only that he was in obvious pain, and that she wouldn't be able to use that batter.

He stared at her, his blue eyes wide with shock. "What did you just say?"

Lili blinked and gasped before grabbing the man's arm and looking at the words on his wrist. She blinked and looked up at him as he delicately took her right hand in his and peered in awe at the French expression before smiling.

"Is it too late to ask you if I could help with the baking?" he asked.

Lili smiled and shook her head implying he could join her. Now they just had to convince Vash not to kill his soon to be brother-in-law.

R&R please, and if you want me to make this a multiple chapter fanfic just pm me or leave a comment! Thanks for reading! – NekoRyuuKo.