AN: I wrote this story back when I was in 5th grade, as soon as I got into Hetalia and before I actually knew character personalities. It was the first fanfiction I had ever written, and looking back at it now it's a complete joke. So I decided to type it up and post it so you guys can enjoy this Mary-Sue bullshit. Enjoy, hope the quality and my sarcastic comments throughout give you giggles, as typing it up gave me many. no editing used except spelling errors.
Hetalia: My Heart Belongs to Who?
"Hi, Iggy!" I ran over to my boyfriend.
"Hey Emm." He held me in his arms.
"So, how was the meeting? Did Busby's Chair work?" Britain's face made me giggle.
"Well, it has power, but Russia kept breaking it…" I smiled.
"That's what you get for trying to kill your fellow Allies. You need to be a good big brother to America." A look of longing crossed his face.
"I-I need to go. Bye, Emmalee."
"Uh, bye Britain." As he walked away I couldn't help but notice that Britain was acting odd lately. I began walking back to my dorm. I snuck past France's room. I didn't want to deal with him at the moment. As soon as I heard the door opening, I took off. (or tried to atleast.) France grabbed my arm.
"Well hello there, baby! What brings you over here, beautiful?" I groaned. France had an un-dying love for me, and will push all limits to make me his.
"Nothing, I was just trying to get to my dorm."
"Oh, well, I'm sure you will want to stay for dinner?" I was poised to run.
"No, I'm fine, bye!" I took off.
"See you later, baby!" He called after me. I turned the corner, and saw Canada walking back and forth in front of my door, his cheeks bright red.
"Uh, hi Canada!" He turned around,
"Oh, uh, hi, Emmalee, uh, um, sup?"
"Not much. Just really, really hungry."
"Oh, well, you want to get some frozen yogurt with me?" By this time his face was red as Italy's hair.
"Okay, let me just change out of my uniform. I'll be right back." I ran into my dorm and grabbed some jeans, black boots, and a cute tee with intricate swirl designs all over it. I popped back out of my room.
"Ready!" Canada grinned.
"Let's go!" I grabbed his hand and smiled. He blushed, and tightened his grip. (AN: wtf happened to Britain?)
"This'll be fun!" Hand in hand we walked out of the building, and towards the yogurt place. I went towards the place, but Canada pulled me towards another sidewalk.
"I wanted you to try this new place I like. If that's okay, of course." I grinned.
"Sounds great! Let's get going!" Canada smiled back, and we began walking. The sun was just setting, (AN: Of course it was.) and when we came to a stop at a steep hill, it was beautiful.
"Woah…" We said in unison.
"Canada… it's beautiful!" I lay my head on his shoulder. He turned pink, but put his arm around me. We stood for a while, and then he turned to me.
"You want to run down the slope, don't you."
"Yep. Race you!" I took off.
"Hey!" He cried teasingly behind me. He caught up, and we fell in the grass, weak with laughter. Once we finally calmed the giggles, we walked to the yogurt shop. He took my hand and we walked in. The shop was colorful and cheerful. There were huge bowls, and lining the walls were millions of flavors to serve yourself! There was even a toppings bar with everything possible. I jogged over to the bowls and picked the biggest one. Canada's face made me laugh.
"What?" I said as innocently as I could manage. He laughed and grabbed the same size, and we ran over to the yogurt taps. We try each kind of yogurt, and put tons of toppings on. We laughed even harder when we found out how much they weighed. Canada insisted on paying, so I finally just gave up. We sat down, and just talked about anything and everything. After we finished, we looked at the time.
"Oh *yawn*, its 10:30!" (AN: who takes like 5 hours to eat yogurt)I yawned again.
"We should get back to the dorms." We got up and walked out the door. We walked up the hill hand in hand. We came to the fountain, and sat on the rim. We looked at the stars for a little, then walked inside. We rode the elevator to the third floor where my dorm was. (AN: we also couldn't come up with any other words start the sentences with.) We now stood in front of my dorm.
"That was really, really fun, Canada. Thank you so much for taking me!" I then leaned over and kissed his cheek. He turned red again. He then got a daring look in his eyes, and kissed me. Our lips touched for a split second, and then he pulled away.
"Night, Emmalee." Then walked off. I blushed. I went into my door, with a pang in my heart as I thought of Iggy.
AN: enough enough spare me god goodbye