AN: Ughh the break didn't show up on the first chapter! Sorry about that...but if you didn't get it was right after Al said "Bingo~" Anyways - haha I got a chapter really fast - hm? Well that's because so many people have seemed to like this story! Sorry there isn't much plot-wise here but...I'll get to that eventually ;D Uhh what else was I gonna say? Oh - if you see chapter one poofing and blah blah that's because i'm trying to fix the break. OH...who knows how to do breaks because nothing is working and i have to put ugly bolded words I feel noob-ish here :C I ramble too much. Thanks again everyone who watched/review/favorited the story!

Warnings: fem!alfred or genderbending whatever you prefer to call it here, slight cussing and uh thikn that's it c:

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or any of it's characters - if I did it would be more messed than it already is

After the little incident, Russia returned me home. Without giving any information about the...date...either. Really how does he expect me to be ready if I have no clue when it is? Whatever, he probably wants it that way.

I sighed staring at the TV screen. The bold words 'Game over' slapped right across it. Throwing the controller aside I moaned lay back. Everything was so frustrating, I couldn't even play a good game.

"What mess am I getting into Tony?"

The small grayish alien only looked up for a brief moment before returning to the kitchen.

"Toooooooonnyyyyyyy!" I whined.

After a little bit persistent whimpering he came back sitting down next to me. I looked at him pouting, only receiving a blank stare.

"What should I do?" I sighed.

Tony merely pointed to the phone.

"What about it?"

He stood up grabbing the small black device and sat it on my stomach.

"Tony I don't-" he walked away before I finished.

Ring Ring Ring

Jumping up I quickly grabbed for the phone before it hit the floor. I began to chime again as I started at it.

"How did he..."I whispered."Oh well."

Clicking the small button I brought the phone up to my ear.

"Hello! Alfred F. Hones the hero here~ How may I save the day?" I chirped.

"Ah, hello comrade."

I froze,"O-Oh, hello Russia."

"Ivan."

I was scanning the room for Tony before he spoke,"Huh? Yeah I know your name Russia."

"I meant call me Ivan." he sighed.

I blinked,"I'm not sure that-"

"Oh but Amerika it will be quiet odd to people in public to use such names."

"Well...hey but you just called me America." I pointed out.

I refused to play any mind games with him here. If I had to call him by first name, then he had to for me!

"You must tell me your name if I were to call you by it."

Was Russia really that stupid?

"Alfred."

"You cannot have a boy's name silly Amerika," he giggled.

I groaned,"My name has always and will remain – Alfred."

"I don't understand."

I twitched resisting the urge to cuss out the stupid bastard. Breathing out I tried reminding myself it was only his mind games.

"From when I was raised till now everyone has thought I was boy – seeing that I got by Alfred."

"But don't you go into public as a women?"

I considered that for a moment,"Not often...but yes."

"Then what do you go by?"

"Amelia."

He laughed,"There we go you silly girl."

I groaned,"Russia!"

"Ivan."

"...Ivan,"I muttered. "What do you need?"

"I will pick you up at five on Saturday."

My finger twitched,"You know – what if I had plans then?"

"But you don't."

"What if I did?"

"But you don't," he repeated.

My eyes followed to a pen and then my calendar as we spoke,"I was speaking hypothetically."

"да, and I was stating facts."

Picking up the small tool I scribbled down the date and time,"The point is Russia - I mean Ivan, that you should ask about times before you set things up."

"I shall ask next time then,да?" he giggled.

I hummed in argument before fully processing what he just said. Next time?

"Um Ivan-" I began.

"I'll see you in a couple days then Amerika, до свидания~"

"Wa-" the line went dead.

I groaned setting the phone down back onto the receiver. Dragging myself over to the coach I fell back and reached for a pillow – hugging it to my chest. I listened as I heard a click on the table. Tony had sat down a cup and wondered back off.

"Thanks!" I called out to him.

Picking the china up I sipped at it before closing my eyes. Two days before I going on a date with Russia. Russia as in the – crazy, pipe loving, creeper, 'become one with me' freak. Dear god, what have I done to deserve this?

**~BREAK~**

Ring Ring Ring

"Ugh..."

Ring Ring Ring

"Tony get the phone!"

Ring Ring Ring

I snarled sitting up and grabbed the phone,"What?"

Ring Ring Ring

I looked at the phone, it wasn't making any noise.

"Alfred you bloody brat, get your arse out here and answer the door!"

As I put the phone down and went to get the door I was stopped by Tony.

"What, Tony? Oh!" I looked down at my clothes.

That would most defiantly give Arthur a heart attack. Looking at Tony he seemed to be glaring at the door.

"Well I should go...yeah."

Turning around I ran up staires to the bathroom.

"Get the door Tony – and make some tea!"

I only heard a muffled reply which sounded like 'fucking limey.'

"Hey! Be nice too!" I called after him.

Quickly I shut the door and grabbed some clothes. After putting on an extremely baggy white shirt and pulling on my bombers jacket, I looked for some hair clips. Quickly as possible I tried to hide all extra hair and gave myself a more boyish style. It isn't hard seeing that my hair is barley shoulder length and really light when it's down completely anyways.

Walking out the door I headed downstairs to see England and Tony in the kitchen. Though they seemed to have some kind of staring contest. Walking in the door way their attention went to me.

"There you are you twit! Take all day will you?"

I whined from his tone,"Oh come on Iggy~"

"Don't call me that you bloody twit!"

I snorted,"Then don't call me a twit!"

He huffed and looked back to inspecting a cup of tea I'm figuring Tony made.

"It's not poisoned Arthur."

He looked at me as if I was crazy,"How should you know?"

"I told him to be nice!"

"That makes me feel so much better Alfred."

I grinned,"Of course it should."

England snorted before swirling the tea around once more.

"It won't bite, Iggy~"

"Stop calling me that already," he grumbled.

I stuck out my tongue in response and flopped down onto a chair. The table bounced and Arthur yelled at me for some 'manners' thing – not that I care. After ignoring him I turned Tony bugging him until he agreed to start making me a sandwich. Looking back I saw England drinking some of tea.

"Haha! See your not dead!" I giggled.

He gave me a looked and shook his head,"Your such a child."

I huffed and poke him in the side,"Settle down old man! Now what do I hold the pleasure of having you in my home?"

"There was some meeting going on between us – well our bosses really – and I decided to stop in and make sure you haven't killed yourself or something."

"Oh how nice of you Iggy wait- there is a meeting?" I asked.

He set the cup down,"Yes Alfred."

"Why does no one tell me anything!"

Arthur grumbled,"I don't blame them."

"Hey! That is not nice, Iggy~" I whined.

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Translations - in order(now please forgive if I'm wrong but these are from the internet and you can't really write countries without use a little bit of their original language)

да - yes (seriously you people should know this one - but I'm putting it up just in case!)

до свидания - goodbye