Note: Well, here is the start of my first story; I have been reading other stories by other authors before I signed up so I have a general idea of the usual story format. But if in any case there is something that is needed to make it better then please put it in the review section.
Disclaimer: Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya and not me, or else Russia will make me become one with him, and that is the last thing I want to happen to me.
It was an average day at Russia's house, the three Baltic nations were there: Estonia on his computer, Latvia crying because of Russia, and Lithuania trying to ask Belarus on a date again. Ukraine was also there complaining about her "tracks of land" hurting her back. Since Belarus was there, Russia was hiding from her and her attempts to get him to marry her, again.
"Marry me big brother!" screamed Belarus as she is searching for Russia, who was hiding in a locked closet cowering in fear while holding his trusty pipe very tightly.
"You can't hide forever, brother." Belarus was getting closer to the closet now, to her dear Russia, until Lithuania approached behind her that is. Sensing Lithuania's presence, she instantly turned around and gave him her usual demonic death stare that usually scared everyone away, except for Lithuania however.
"Let me guess," Belarus said, "You want me to accept your offer for a date."
"Yes," Lithuania said in a joyful manner, "It's not much of a fancy dinner but I know a good place that-"
Lithuania was interrupted when Belarus broke his fingers in her death grip, again. She screamed no to him and then stormed off to Russia's hiding place. The rejection and the pain of his broken fingers didn't make his smile waver, he sighed and hoped one day she would come to her senses and start to have a relationship with him, he was very patient. What he saw in the knife-wielding psycho was still unknown to the other countries; even his closest friend Poland didn't understand him, since she scares not only Poland, but also his pony to death.
Belarus located the closet the poor Russian is hiding in and started to break open the door. "Open up the door, brother, we will be together, I swear it!" The lock finally broke and she looked inside hoping to grab her brother, but was shocked to see he was not there. The closet was empty with only some coats hanging in it, but a breeze could be felt from inside. Belarus pushed away the coats and saw a Russia-shaped hole was in the wall leading outside. It was clear that when Russia heard her conversation with Lithuania, he immediately crashed through the wall and ran away, probably to China's house.
Disappointed with another failed attempt, Belarus went back to her home after telling her sister and the Baltics about Russia's escape. She prepared dinner and ate it by herself, thinking about all the times she tried to catch him.
"I just don't get it," she thought, "no matter how hard I try to get big brother to love me, he is always afraid of me and runs off to that stupid Chinese man."
After she finished eating, she cleaned herself up in the shower and was getting ready for bed. "I really need a new strategy than just this hide and seek nonsense," she thought as she was putting on her pajamas. Then something occurred to her, " Wait a minute, I just remembered that bushy browed England is good with the magic arts, even though he is crazy especially when he's drunk and makes terrible food, he could help me." Belarus started to smile in an evil way, "If I could just, persuade, him to make Russia love me with his magic, then big brother and I could finally be married! Then after some time I could get him to put a curse on that other guy who keeps asking me out on a date to get rid of him once and for all!"
Belarus then got into bed and fell asleep, happy with this new plan she came up with, thinking that nothing could go wrong.
Note: That's the end of the first chapter; I'm already working on the second chapter. Poor Russia, he doesn't know what's going to hit him. Neither does Lithuania, his fate would probably be much worse, but then again seeing Russia nor Belarus together would probably be the worst torture he will ever experience. Now just review on what you think, all criticism will be accepted, just don't say I suck or anything like that because I could become so depressed I might kill myself before finishing this story. And you readers don't want that do you?