Disclaimer: I Do not own Hetalia, Or any Hetalia characters.
Authors Note: This is only the Intro and hopefully more will be added, Please Enjoy.
I always told myself I wouldn't fall in love, and here I am lying to myself again. I had forever had it drilled in my head from birth, that this kind of love is sinful. I shouldn't feel this way, not with a man.
Never mind, I should start from the beginning.
When I was alive, I was referred to as Alfred F. Jones. Raised from birth by religious parents who loved each other, were great in the community, Volunteered every day as a fact, Did everything possible that they could for the family. Only they hated some people. These people in their eyes were dirty and unclean. I now know different. As a child I remember sitting alone with my brother, Matthew, on the porch. Even though I'm older than him, he's still more levelheaded than me; we would sit and Talk for a long time about many things. As I got older my parents forced me away from my brother by making me spend more time with girls. They thought we were becoming unhealthily attached. I eventually did begin to forget spending time with my brother and started going on dates with girls. I still spent time with Matthew ever once in a while. Just not as often.
One night I was stupid though.