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

The One Who Captured My Heart

By waterrain

Who is this girl? I know she is an American. I know she has blond hair, blue eyes, and wearing a rainbow colored scarf. What is her name?

"I have no idea how to say your last name."

"Braginski."

"Can you spell it out for me?"

"B-R-A-G-I-N-S-K-I."

"Is this how you spell your first name?"

On the sheet of paper was Vannya Braginski.

"No. I can tell you how to spell my na-"

"I'll try again. I will get it right this time."

She still has not told me her name. Around her neck is a scarf, it is very colorful, and has all sorts of colors. My scarf has only one color.

"Alright, I think I got it right this time."

I glanced down at her paper and it was now spelled Vanyya.

"No, but I can write it down for you." I said calmly and before she could protest. I grabbed a pen, wrote my full name in Russian, and looked at her expression.

"Wow, That looks like alien writing that I saw in a movie. You are really amazing, Vanya." Her voice sounded impressed. My cheeks feel warm and I'm not sure if I should inform her that it's Russian. I have never been told by anyone that I'm really amazing. I really want to know her name.

"What is your name?" I asked her.

"My name is….Allie Freedom Jones..." She replied cheerfully and a large smile on her lips showed off white teeth.

Her pretty blond hair is reminds me of the Onion Dome with gold on its top.

Those blue eyes reminds me of blueberries and my favorite berries are blueberries.

"Is this spelled, right?"

Now on Allie's paper was written Vanya Braginski.

"Yes."

"Awesome. Hey, Vanya."

"Yes, Comrade Allie."

"Can you pretty please teach me how to write in that heroically awesome alien writing?" Allie asked me, her hands held mine, and those eyes reminded me of a kitten begging for some milk. Her hands are warm and rough. I couldn't speak, I nodded my head, and my hands were released.

"Thank you so much, Vanya." Allie suddenly hugged me and she was smiling so happily. "Want to know a secret?"

I nodded my head and Allie raised her hand. Told the teacher 'I got to show Vanya where the bathroom is located'. She grabbed my hand and we walked out of the classroom. Allie was humming, she was holding my hand, and her hand feels nice. We walked into the bathroom and there is no bath only a toilet along with a sink.

"A secret on how to have on a skirt, but not having to worry about a boy flipping it up." Allie commented calmly and she begun to lift her skirt up. My cheeks are burning, heart racing, and I noticed Allie is wearing blue shorts. "See? I'm wearing heroic blue jean shorts under my heroic skirt. Vanya, Are you wearing shorts under your skirt?"

I shook my head and Allie grabbed my right hand while smiling brightly.

"Don't worry, Vanya. I'll protect you from the boys. After all I'm the hero and stuff."

I felt sad when she released my hand. The warmth still lingered so I felt a bit better about it.

"What about you?"

"Don't worry about me, Vanya. The boys are not interested in me."

"Why?"

"They say that I don't act like a girl. I love action figures, hero's, video games, race cars, and stuff. Plus my favorite color is blue."

I grabbed Allie and hugged her tightly.

"Comrade, Those boys are stupid."

"Plus some of the girls here say that I don't act like a girl. I'm not afraid to get my outfit dirty."

"Comrade, Those girls are stupid." I stated firmly and Allie hiccupped. She tried to pull away from me, but I refused to let her go and Allie looked up at me with tear-filled eyes.

"Vanya, I don't want to look weak because I'm the hero and-"

"It is okay to show emotions, da."

I let her go and she took a deep breath. Allie blinked her eyes, firmly rubbed them, and looked at me.

"Vanya, You are really nice and stuff."

I gave her a smile and tilted my head. I want to punish those that caused her to be near tears, I want to protect her, and I want to always be with her. I think I'm in love with her and she unknowingly has captured my heart.

"We should go back to class before we are missed." I said to her. Allie is wearing a knee-length blue skirt under said skirt is blue jean shorts, a short sleeve pink shirt, rainbow colored scarf, and black boots.

"I dislike the color pink, but my parents make me wear it." Allie commented to me and I decided to put a hand on her head. Her hair is soft and I can smell the scent of strawberries.

"Pretend to love the color pink and they might stop making you wear it, Comrade."

We walked into the classroom and that is when I noticed a boy looking at Allie. After class I warned the boy against looking at Allie and that boy looked rather frightened for some odd reason. I was merely holding a sharpened pencil and smiling at him, but maybe it was because the pencil was pointed at his eye and maybe because my smile was a bit twisted?

I'm planning to become more than friends with Allie later on in life. I will not let anyone get in my way. I'm quite determined and my mind is set on being more than just friends with her later on in life. No one will be with Allie expect for me, da.

Please Review and Thank You. Next chapter Ivan and Allie are nine years old.