I do not own Axis Powers Hetalia. This is in Vanya's (Female Ivan) View. In this chapter Vanya and Alfred are eight years old.

The One Who Captured My Heart

By waterrain

Who is this boy?

His lovely blond hair is like a field of sunflowers and wheat, but also the color of a baby chicken. I think baby chickens are cute, but I do not name them for they will one day be killed by mom and then cooked to perfection by older sister. Sunflowers are pretty to admire, but I do not pick them for they should keep on growing and growing until it withers away to nothing. My favorite kind of bread is wheat even though it costs more for it is healthier.

I wonder if the boy's hair feels soft like petals, warm like sunshine, and smell like spring?

Those blue eyes reminds me of waterfalls, the endless sky, and they have such a look of pure innocence in them. I doubt he has seen a dead person or anything bad. I have seen blood, guts, and saw a few people's last moments of life. Alfred is wearing a pale blue shirt that has countless bats on it, blue jeans, and black boots.

"My name is Vanya and I love sunflowers." My voice is not loud and I feel no need to shout out to everyone. I'm new to America, I do not know anyone here, and the only comfort is the soft scarf around my neck. The scarf my older sister made for me and I recall her gentle words of 'You will do just fine, sister'.

"Hey, Vanya. My name is Alfred Jones and I can tell you are not an evil commie cause you love flowers."

His name is Alfred Jones and he has a nice voice. I nodded my head, felt my beloved scarf, and took a deep breath. I hope I will be able to sit next to Alfred.

"Vanya, You may take a seat next to Alfred."

I walked over to the one that makes my heart skip a beat. I sat down and he smiled brightly at me.

"Hi."

"Vanya, What do you think of America so far?"

"Beautiful." I commented while looking at Alfred's adorable face before turning away, covered my burning cheeks with the scarf, and then closed my violet eyes so I couldn't see the boy that causes me to feel so flustered. When I said 'Beautiful' to him, I had meant that he is 'Beautiful', and I'm feeling rather embarrassed.

"I'm glad that you think America is beautiful. My favorite song is America The Beautiful." He whispered cheerfully and then the teacher said 'Everyone please stand for the Pledge Of Allegiance'. I do not know the words, everyone is standing up, and then Alfred grabbed my hand. I stood up and he gave me a small smile.

"Just follow my lead, Vanya. You can mouth the pledge and I'll be pretty loud so no one will notice okay."

I pledge allegiance to the Flag
of the United States of America,
and to the Republic for which it stands:
one Nation under God, indivisible,
With Liberty and Justice for all.

Alfred's voice is the loudest and he sounded cute. He sounded happy, proud, and a big smile was on his lips. I do not understand why he and the others pledge their allegiance to a flag, but it is rather adorable and I feel like giggling for it funny saying such things to a mere flag.

Of course I do not want to make them feel insulted or anything. I guess Americans talk to flags, but it's okay.

I recall in Russia when my Uncle talked to a bottle of Vodka, he said to the bottle 'My beloved Vodka, You shall never leave me', and after drinking it all gone that is when he throws it the floor saying 'I leave you broken, My beautiful Vodka'. I'm glad he remained in Russia and I recall his words 'America full of ugly people', but it is a lie for I found a cute boy here in America and this adorable American boy makes my heart feel as it is going to fall out.

Everyone was quiet for about a minute and suddenly Alfred gently tugged on my hand motioning to sit down. His hand is warm, soft, and he tried to slip his hand out of mine. However I held onto his hand firmly and gave him a faint smile before releasing him. Alfred blinked those blue eyes, I tilted my head, and the teacher told everyone 'Draw a picture'.

I used a pen and started to draw a sunflower. I added baby chickens, wheat, a waterfall, gold coins, forget-me-not, and I smiled to myself.

"Do you need some crayons? I got an extra pack of them and stuff." Alfred asked me and he in his hand is a pack of crayons.

"Thank You, Comrade."

"No problem since I'm The Hero. You have a really cool looking drawing, Vanya."

I looked at Alfred's drawing. There are bats, bunnies, a shooting star, a moon, a few small sunflowers, and a large rock.

"You have a cute drawing."

Those cheeks puffed out, he looked at me, and I notice his cheeks are pink.

"It's suppose to be heroic. I drew bats because I'm not good at drawing batman yet. I drew bunnies because they are fluffy and can't protect themselves. I drew a shooting star cause with a star you make wishes, but don't tell your wish to anyone because then it won't come true. The large rock is the bad thing cause it's blocking the way. Notice the heroic bats are carrying the tiny bunnies across it. The sunflowers are watching over everything."

I nodded my head, looked at Alfred, and his pouting expression is nice.

"Comrade, You are like a bunny."

"Huh? Vanya, How am I like a bunny?"

"Because a bunny is an innocent creature, da. A bat knows more than a fluffy, cute, and innocent bunny."

The one who captured my heart looks confused and I gave him a smile.

"Oh, well everybody thinks differently and stuff. So if I'm a bunny in my heroic drawing then what are you, Vanya?"

I think of myself more as a bat, but I do not think Alfred will be happy. Since he the bunny and I do not think he would wish to be carried by me. I'll pick the sunflowers instead of the bats.

"I'm the sunflower watching the bunny being carried by a bat."

Alfred grinned at me, he decided to label his pictures, and put Vanya on the sunflowers. He put Alfred on one of the bunnies and I noticed on the three bats the American boy put three names. Mom, Dad, and A.K.

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Next chapter will be Vanya (Female Ivan) and Allie (Female Alfred) age 8.