KugIce
I still don't own Hetalia.
A/N: Arrietty. You made me write this. Please don't kill me...
Kugel was walking through Iceland's capital; Reykjavik it was a beautiful place. Natural hot springs, glaciers and all sorts of interesting places to go to if you know where to look. He stopped outside a building. On the outside was written The Icelandic Phallological museum. He was intrigued. He'd never come across the word 'Phallological' before. He wondered what it meant. Krista was a naturally curious person, so he decided to go inside and find out. He went inside and was not prepared for what was in there. Penises. Penises everywhere. He didn't know where to look.
He was about to leave when he spotted someone he knew. It was Iceland. He was looking at a particularly... big specimen. Kugel had never noticed it before, but in this lighting... Iceland looked hot. His silvery hair... Those violet eyes... His mysterious demeanour... His hidden passion...
That last thought sent a range of explicit and graphic images whirling through Kugel's head. Suddenly Iceland turned around. "Hello... Krista?" Iceland said questioningly. Kugel nodded, a little too enthusiastically. "Hi Emil." Iceland looked at him. "So... What brings you here?" He said, his hands sweeping out in a wide gesture. Kugel felt his cheeks redden. "I-I just came because I wanted to know what Phallological meant." He was getting nervous now. The look Iceland was giving him was sending his pulse through the roof. Kugel squirmed under his gaze.
Iceland's look changed, he looked amused. "Phallogical is something that relates to phallology." Iceland had been walking forward the entire time. His face was now inches from Kugel's. "And do you know what phallology means?" Kugel hesitantly shook his head. Iceland whispered softly into his ear. "The study of the penis." Iceland looked at him. Krista was panicking, Iceland wasn't normally anything like this. This was more what France would do... Wait, was Iceland... Flirting with him?
His silent question was answered a few seconds later. "There are so many we could study in here, but personally... I only want to study yours." Iceland was flirting with him! Kugel panicked, not having any idea about what would happen next. Iceland kissed him. The Nordic nations tongue teasing open the opening of Kristas mouth. Things quickly got more... Heated.
Hours later when Norway came round... It was awkward to say the least.
A/N: Meh. Not as bad as I thought it would be. Let me know what pairing you want for next chapter.