The Rare Pair Files (Hetalia)

Author: Ashynarr

Summary: Since there are a lot of rare pair that are, well, rare, I decided to dedicate a little side collection of all the ones I write from here on out, however often I end up doing so. Mostly America or Canada centric pairings.

Disclaimer: Hetalia's not mine.

Warning: AmeHun, canonverse

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"This," Erzsebet told Alfred proudly. "Is the Alterego Bar and Lounge, also known as one of my favorite places to unwind on the weekends."

"Sounds more like a dance club to me," Alfred nodded, making our familiar music emanating quietly from inside. "Is that Prince?"

"Oh, it must be retro night!" The Hungarian woman grinned, humming a bar before leading Alfred up to the front door, greeting the door guard cheerfully. "How've you been?"

"I've been well," The women returned warmly. "And you?"

"Considering I just escaped from boredom with my friend Alfred here," The American waved at the introduction, a bit embarrassed at the sudden attention. "I'm going to be doing much better with a drink or two."

"If he's as well behaved as the last one you brought through, there shouldn't be a problem." The guard agreed after a bit, waving the two in without issue.

"Last one?" Alfred asked, shaking his arm out after being dragged several blocks while looking around, already humming along to the next song coming over the speakers.

"Feliks," She told him, making her way over towards the bar while stopping to chat with her people, many of whom greeted her as an old friend.

It was fairly obvious she hadn't been lying about being a regular here, not that he doubted it, and he briefly wondered if they might even know who she actually was before figuring it didn't matter much to him. "Ah."

"Hey!" She leaned over the counter, waving down the bartender. "Usual for me, and another one for my friend!"

"It's not too alcoholic, right?" Alfred asked, waiting beside her while looking around the bar, smiling a bit weakly at the appreciative looks being sent his way. "I'm not in the mood to get drunk today."

"Not even after what we just escaped from?" Erzsebet asked, turning to look at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Especially because of that. If I'm drunk when Arthur finally finds me, I'm gonna have a headache for days."

"I can't believe you let him boss you around so much sometimes," The Hungarian woman shook her head, turning back to the bar just in time to grab their drinks, handing over his while sipping at her own. "You know I thought you two were dating for almost a decade?"

Alfred almost choked on his drink, thankfully having not taken a sip yet. "Me and Artie? Oh my god, he raised me."

"That didn't stop Lovi and Toni." She pointed out in amusement.

"They're European, I expect that sorta weird shit from you guys."

"Rude." Erzsebet made a flippant gesture at him.

Alfred snorted, taking another sip of his drink before continuing. "Not to mention I sorta fought two wars with him just to get him to leave me alone, because he's a possessive bastard who doesn't know when to step back and realize he doesn't have the right to tell me what to do anymore."

"That would make thing a bit awkward," She conceded.

"Ya think?" The American shook his head, finishing off the drink and setting the empty glass down, waving away a refill. "It'd be like if you and Ivan started dating or something."

Erzsebet winced at the mental images. "No thank you. I already had to deal with that when I married Roderich, and he wasn't even nice about it."

"I think you mentioned something like that when you came by in the 20s, actually," Alfred mused.

"There's a reason I pretty much only date women nowadays," She finished her own drink as well, gesturing for another before turning back to him.

"Women are definitely a lot nicer to look at," He agreed. "Though I haven't had time for that sorta thing lately."

"Really?" She tilted her head in askance. "That much work?"

"World superpower," He pointed out with a shrug. "Everyone wants my time and money, so I sorta want to be alone when I have free time."

"Huh, never would've pegged you for that." She hummed, looking around the bar again and waving at a familiar face or two. "If you want, you can take a vacation here for a few days, relax, see the sites, maybe unwind with someone."

"I'll take the vacation, but pass on the other bit," He ducked his head a bit. "I don't exactly do well with humans, what with the whole, y'know, flinging tables issue."

"Oh?" Erzsebet paused, thinking of how that translated, and paled just a bit. "Oh."

"Yeah, oh." Alfred quirked a wry grin. "And like I said, most of the time, when the others want to talk to me it's all about business and trade and all that junk; aside from Mattie and Toris, I can't usually get them to take a break and chat for a while instead."

"That sounds awful," She sympathized. "How do you handle it?"

"Just enough vacation time to keep me from snapping and starting world war three, plus a lot of extended visits to my states that sometimes end with me mysteriously vanishing into the wilderness for a few weeks."

"Very mysterious, I'm sure," She laughed quietly. "Anything else?"

"Well," He hummed, attention drifting back to the bar around them. "Sometimes I also put on old music and just let loose for a while."

"Oh? Like what?"

"Just whatever I'm in the mood for. Lately I've been on a swing kick, but it's sorta hard to Lindy Hop when you don't have a partner to do it with, and Mattie's never been a fan of the style."

"That was a fun dance," Erzsebet agreed. "I haven't had much practice with it lately - Ludwig isn't exactly the most eager of dance partners."

"That's a right shame there," Alfred sympathized. "As I recall, you were a damned good dance partner yourself."

"You flatterer," She teased, grinning. "Are you asking for a dance?"

"Maybe," Alfred shrugged. "That is, if you're in the mood next time you come by."

"I have a better idea," She leaned closer to whisper, mischievous grin in place as she finished her second drink and disappeared into the crowd. The American raised a brow but stayed put, wondering just what she was up to, before the music came to a brief pause.

A grin stretched across his face as the beat picked up, his foot tapping to the rhythm as she reappeared with a grin. "Called in a favor?"

"Maybe," She replied with a laugh, grabbing his hand and convincing the crowd to clear room so they could start their dance, the two laughing with abandon as they threw themselves into the music.

At some point others who knew the dance joined in, those who didn't either watching or making enthusiastic attempts at mimicry, but the duo who'd started the event were too busy reviving old nostalgias to laugh about it.

("We should definitely get together and do this more often," Alfred commented later, eyes bright with newfound liveliness.

"That sounds like a plan to me," Erzsebet agreed, still catching her breath but grinning cheerfully.)

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AN: And part 2 of the AmeHun fic! I guess it can also stand alone, but meh. I'm glad everyone is enjoying these so much, and I promise I have all of your requests written down in order to get to as I get around to them!