Okay, so this is my first story and it includes one of my favorite pairs in Hetalia. :3 Plus, the title might not make much sense to you while you're reading this, but it'll all explain itself in the next chapter. I'm sorry! ( _ ) This chapter is not very long! But I promise I will try my best to make the next chapter a bit longer! Please let me know if it's good! I tried my best to stay in character so if it's a little OOC, remember, I tried my best. Also, I'm not really sure how the whole publishing a story thing works on this site, can someone please explain it to me a bit? ( ._. )

Oh, and I don't own Hetalia.

***Chapter 1*** ~

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" "MARRY ME BIG BROTHER!" Bounced off the walls of the room. It was in the middle of a world meeting, and all that you could here were the enthusiastic and confident voices of none other than- "AMERICA! BELARUS!" Germany, otherwise known as Ludwig Beilschmidt, shouted from across the table. He had clearly gotten sick of all the commotion and had enough, "Explain to me please why you two can't seem to sit still and keep quiet?" Ludwig groaned and with great stress rubbed his forehead. America, or Alfred Jones, grinned and immeadietly pulled out his smart phone to present to all of the countries in the room, "Who can keep quiet when they're reading hilarious hamburger internet memes?!" His phone revealed a picture of a cheeseburger with a narrating at the bottom with read, 'I HAS- WAIT, NO, I AM A CHEESEBURGER! LOLZ'. Alfred bursted out in unstoppable laughter once again. Ludwig once again let out a sigh of fatigue, "Natalya?" Germany gestured towards Natalya Alfroskaya, or Belarus as you might know her. Natalya crossed her arms and gave a stubborn pout, "Unlike Alfred, I have an actual good reason." "And that is?" "To get big brother to realize his true feelings and marry me!" Natalya exclaimed pounding her fists on the table giving Ludwig that, 'It was pretty rhetorical don't you think?' look. Ludwig sighed, "I want you to clean the chalk board after the confrence is over, bothof you."

Natalya furiously threw a box of chalk at the wall causing all the chalk to crumble out, "UGH! I could be winning big brother Ivan's heart right now! But NOOOO, I have to clean some stinkin' chalk board!" Alfred laughed at her little rage spasm, and took the one surviving chalk stick sketching something on the chalk board, "Hey!". Natalya turned around a little peeved, "What-" The attitude in her voice soon erupted into explsions of laughter. The chalk board revealed a funny little drawing of Germany as a unappealing looking hamburger, the poor talent of the drawing was only half of what made it undenyingly hysterical. "Wh-What?-" Natalya regained herself the slightest bit, "What the hell is that?" She once again broke out in a series of laughter. Alfred grinned, obviously pleased with himself, one of the things he loved was making people laugh, "Your turn now, this is what usually what brings up my spirit when I'm angry at someone." He handed her the chalk stick gesturing her to take it and sketch something silly down as well. Natalya gave an amused smile and took the chalk graciously, "Okay!". She hurriedly doodled a large and amusing sketch of Ludwig as a weak, scrawny, little solider with little strength. Alfred laughed and put a supporting hand on Belarus's shoulder, "See? Don't you feel, like, so much better now!" Belarus allowed a small chuckle and looked away, "Yeah, I suppose so..." The two then began filling the board crazy and silly pictures of Ludwig and discussing various ideas of what to draw next and such. The original priority had seemed to have inevitably escaped their minds, and before they knew it, at least four hours had passed since the confrence had ended, and it was already evening.

As said, at least four hours had passed, and evening arrived almost unexpectedly. America and Belarus were still up to their little segments of fun, still laughing their heads off at every picture that was created. "Hm? Is anyone here?" A voice came from behind the door. Natalya and Alfred quickly erased all of the drawings and acted as natural as possible. Natalya gulped a little, "Y-Yes?" Germany emerged, "I forgot my paperwork here, what are you two still doing here? It doesn't take that long to clean a slate." He asked, a hint of unknown suspicion in his voice. "W-Well, erm..." Natalya froze, she's always been a terrible liar, despite her tough exterior. "What?" Germany raised an eyebrow. "We-" "We had to go buy a new box of chalk," Alfred interuppted and gestured towards the broken chalk on the ground, "but since the nearest convienence store was closed, we had to drive to the one in town." Alfred, on the other hand, was incredibly manipulative, so he proved to be excellent in the art of lieing. "Oh." Germany nodded than asked again, "Then how come I heard you both laughing before I came in here?" "Ah," Alfred pulled out his phone and presented it to Germany, "I showed Bel' a hilarious photo I caught the other day!" What was shown was an obnoxious picture of England. In a hula skirt. Swaying his hips. The picture was just too funny, even Germany surpressed a small chuckle in amusment. "I see." He grabbed the paperwork from the table and took his leave, "You can head out, it's already gotten pretty late." Once they were sure Ludwig was gone, Alfred and Natalya exchanged glances for a moment or two, then suddenly bursted out laughing. "I can't believe he bought it!" Natalya giggled, tears streaming down her face, she turned to Alfred, "Oh, and thanks for the save." Alfred smirked, "Well, can you blame me? You were practically dieing out there!" Once again, they laughed and laughed in unison.

America headed towards his car, he had to get home before his house began to think something was wrong, and he really didn't want to go through any trouble explaining himself over and over again. He pulled out his phone, and began dialing his house number to let them know he was fine before he noticed something at the corner of his eye. It was Belarus, well, lets say a frustrated Belarus in the middle of abusing a street lamp. America gave an amused sigh and walked over to her before she resorted to anymore violence on inanimate objects. "Yo," He grinned, "what's up?" Natalya pouted and her eyes gave off an irritated gleam, "I'm stuck here! Because of stupid Germany, I lost my stupid ride, which Russia provided me, and none of the stupid train or bus stations are even open at this stupid hour and now I'm freakin' stuck here at this stupid parking lot!" Natalya complained and began to mutter some unreasonable curses in belarussian under her breath. Alfred chuckled in thought, he found her absolutley adorable when she'd get angry and- Wait, did he just say she was... Cute? Alfred slapped himself at that thought scolding himself a number of times. "What was that?" Natalya raised a brow. "What?" "What was that? Why'd you slap yourself?" His actions were too strange for her to ignore sometimes, she couldn't help but point them out from time to time, or, maybe all the time. "Err... I, uh, had a mosquito, on my cheek." He gave a transparent quick lie, although as naive as she was, Natalya didn't notice this. "Oh." Natalya sighed. "Ahem, anyways, I could give you a ride if you like." Alfred offered awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. There was a short silence, Natalya stubbornly stuck out her tounge with narrowed eyes, "Nope" Ugh, sometimed she can be a bit too stubborn. Alfred simply repiled sticking out his tounge back and then cooly said, "Suit yourself" Then walked off back to his car. Why did I even bother, he sighed stepping inside his car. He pulled the ignition and began to back out of the parking spot before- **bump** Alfred then looked up in surprise to see a nervous Natalya grasping onto the front of his car with what he thought to be superhuman strength. Natalya stubbornly opened the door and sat down in the front passenger seat while Alfred simply stared in amazement. She glanced at him with narrowed eyes and a flushed face, "Are you dropping me off at my house or what?"