New story! I will try to keep updating daily. Stupid school you know? This story is about all the crack pairings in the Hetalia fandom. First is America and Belarus. I mean, what the heck! They have nothing in common and I don't even know who came up with this. But in this story, its about if they WERE together. I want to see how this goes. Sorry about my other story. I might come back to update that. Please review! It makes me want to write more! Some people like this pairing. I'm not judging you or anything, but this is my opinion. I respect everyone's opinion, and I am not meaning to upset you.

America had just walked out of the World Conference meeting bored as ever. He looked around and saw Canada. He didn't want to talk to him because he looked busy. But his eyes fell on one blonde. The scary Belarus!

America's heart felt as if it did 100 pushups and ran a marathon. He felt as if he would die without her. He knew she wanted to marry Russia, but if only he could break her walls and become something more than friends. Maybe not even friends. She probably didn't even know who he was.

He walked up to her with every bit of confidence he had.

"Belarus," he said as if he was in a great deal of pain.

Her cold eyes flew to find the source of the unknown voice. She finally found it.

"What?" she asked in a cold, stern voice.

"I um. I-," he stuttered. Inside Belarus's mind she thought of his name. Oh what is his name? Belarus thought quietly. But she could never put her mind on the name of this stranger.

"Before you continue, what is your name?" she asked.

"My name is America the HERO!" America said confidently. Just calling himself the Hero made him feel better.

Oh. Belarus thought. She had heard her brother talk about an American. The way he described him was like this.

"That stupid cocky American. How dare he call me a Commie Bastard! The Soviet Union will live on! Forever! I hate him and everything about him. His stupid voice and why does he eat all those hamburgers? He calls himself the Hero when all he did during WW2 was bomb people. And he expects us to give him money even though the war was not fought even close to his country! Then he shoots a nuclear bomb at me and expects us to be friends. HA! That was good, da?"

"What do you want American?" she asked as cold as cold can be. She wanted him to go away.

"I was wondering. Would you like to walk with me through Central Park?" He asked. Mentally he was telling himself not to break down. He needed to finish that sentence.

"If it would get me away from you then yes," she replied.

America thought that he would explode right there on the spot.

"I will pick you up around, what? 5 so we have time for a picnic," America said slowly. She only nodded.

"I will pick you up at your hotel room," he stated. She looked at him and scolded and walked away. America did the same.

Russia was hiding behind a plant. "Kolkolkolkolkol," he said aloud and he jumped off of poor Latvia he was sitting on. "Thank you Latvia for the comfy seat," he said. Latvia nodded and slowly got up and popped his back.

"Poor Mr. America. He has it coming now," Latvia whispered to himself as he went to find the Estonia.

THIS TIME SKIP LOVES PIE

America boldly walked up to her room. Damn. Her hotel room is high up. He thought. It was true, she was like, on the 39th floor or something like that.

He was dressed in cargo shorts and a loose T-shirt. He didn't have to dress fancy right? They were only going to the park and having a picnic. Nothing to worry about right?

The door slowly opened and there, in the door way, was a Belarus. She was still wearing the same dress she always wore. Her cold eyes flew on America.

"Ready to go?" He asked. She nodded. And they left.

Russia was hiding. And instead of Latvia he was sitting on, it was Estonia. "Kolkolkolkol."

"Ok my Baltic States, do you know the plan?" He asked.

Lithuania nodded and Latvia shook and said, "Y-es sir." Estonia grunted and tried to say Yes, but Russia was putting all his weight on him.

"Good, da?" He said in that childish voice that scared Latvia to death.

THIS TIME SKIP SHIPS PRUHUN BIG TIME

"Right here my lady," America said as he pointed to the picnic that he set up. England and France were there. But they were on cooking duty.

England pulled out of the fancy basket that he had brought, mini sandwiches and wine. "O honhon," France said as he served the wine.

"My ladies and Gent, this is the finest French Wine that you could ever get in France," France said as he poured the wine. England said something about a frog and served the sandwiches. France murmured back something like Black sheep of Europe.

America ate some of the sandwiches and watched Belarus carefully. He hoped no one would notice, but he was sweating like crazy. And while he was staring, France face palmed and England was getting the main course ready.

Belarus was actually getting kind of nervous. He was staring at her and she saw France and England. Japan popped up from behind a bush and quickly took a photo and started playing some kind of music.

England got up and said in an unamusing tone, "Todays main course is BBQ Ribs chose by no other than the Hero America." It sounded as if he was reading from a notecard. Oh wait, he was. "And to accompany the main course is vegetable mix and mashed potatoes. Enjoy." And he handed us our plates and walked off.

America was eating and watched Belarus closely.

Russia was behind the bush and was now sitting on Lithuania. "Ok Latvia, you run up to America and distract him. Say something crazy but believable. The Lithuania and Estonia, you knock out France and England with these bats I have provided. And I grab Belarus and we go, da?" He said. They barley even had time to think before Russia pulled Latvia out of the bush and told him the walk up to America.

"Mr. America. The-re ha-s um been an UFO sight-ing in New York. Uh, come quick! Hurry please!" He stated. America didn't know what to do. Go with Latvia or stay with Belarus. "Coming! Hey Belarus I will get some really cool pics and show you don't worry!" America yelled as he ran off with Latvia.

Lithuania and Estonia walked up behind France and England and hit them in the head with bats. While they were knocked out, Russia grabbed Belarus, but she protested, and ran off.

THIS TIME SKIP IS AWESOME

When America got back, he was shocked. No, he wasn't shocked about the fact that France and England were knocked out and were bleeding from the head, but someone knocked over the ribs! And Belarus was gone. That broke his heart.

He walked over to England and slapped him to wake him up. "What happened?" his voice broke a little.

"Russia, took Belarus. Knocked out by Lithuania," That was all he got out before he went back to sleep.

America was sad. He ended up dragging France and England to their hotel rooms and went to his house.

There was a letter at the front door. He opened it and read it.

America,

I had a great time and I think we should do it more often. But we should do it in private or else Russia will find us. Sorry about England and France.

Belarus.

At least he went on a date he thought.

FIN

I know this chapter was long, but I think I like this. I will try to continue. Bye!