Hetalia At Its Finest One-Shots

2p!America x Reader

You were the new student at the worst high school in your state, which now sucks even worse than you thought it would.

When you first moved you thought it wouldn't be THAT bad but oh how wrong you were. You walked down the halls that were about as wild as a zoo, except this time the animals are fellow students, and they're more or less civil..

You were close to making it to your locker when you were stopped, a boy who was taller than you whose hair was a darkish red and his piercing brown eyes and tan skin, a smug smirk playing on his features. "Sup, Doll?" He says, his slight New Yorkers accent detected. "Um..Hi." You say awkwardly and put away note books that you wouldn't need. "I'm curious." He began, "So, would you like to, 'hang out' with me and my buddies?" Almost crackling with laughter at his question.

Your eye had twitched. "I'm not a hooker, if that's what your planning on implying, and if I were, you wouldn't be able to afford my price. I'm not cheap, y'know." You say with a sassy tone and look him in the eye, though you can see the glint of amusement sparking in his darkish red eyes. "Well, we can work out a price.." He said, placing a hand on the small of your back and slowly tracing down until he groped your butt. You blushed darkly and jerked away. "Over my dead body." You stated and walked away.

Allen was in awestruck, someone who denied him. 'It hasn't happened in a long time..looks like I'll have some fun..'

He thought, licking his lips hungrily.

-two months later-

Ever since that messed up meeting you two have ended up talking since, becoming quick friends. But Al wanted to be more than a friend, something about you clicked, making him feel complete. Is it the way you get defensive? Or is it the way you seem like a 2p? Or is it the way you walk and talk? The way you leave?

'I hate to see her go, but I love to watch her leave' that lyric made sense to Al.

He met you in 3rd period, only to see you swarmed by the guys, Luciano talking to you about knives and Lutz holding you to him, arms around your waist. "Hey, Lutz, keep your damned hands north of the equator." You snapped playfully though seriously, moving his hands away from the area he planned on approaching. "Awe..why not? You look just so tasty." He flirted, earning your deep blush and a smack in the back of his head.

"Hey, Doll." Al said, approaching you and pulling you to him, his signature smirk and attitude. "Hey, Al~" you coo, smirking back.

Kuro, who watched intently had moved over to Luciano and nudged him. "Hey, look, Luciano."

"What?" The Italian asked, before looking over to you and the American, who were now arguing over the best weapon. Until you kicked him.

"See how perfect they look together? It's almost like my favorite Hentai," Kuro said quietly. Luciano nodded, understanding what he meant.

"I have an Idea."

And with that sentence, a devious plan had been hatched.

-Three Days Later-

The plan was set and very simple, flirt with you in front of Allen to see what his reaction would be and if he does react, he would confess to you and you, who was obviously into him would respond accordingly.

It was lunch period and you were at the table with the 2p's of the allies and the axis. Luciano looked over to Kuro and gave him the sign that the plans a go when Allen had strutted into the cafeteria with his slutty followers behind him. You watched him with a little jealously, why werent you under his arm? Why weren't you given all those kisses and attention?

Were you not good enough for him? Bullshit. Forget him then! You thought jealously.

Your thoughts were interrupted when Matt, otherwise known as canada had went over to you and was now flirting. "Hey babe," he said, looking at you with a bit of an uncharacteristic smirk. "Hey, Mattie." You say, smiling, your dark (e/c) shining dimly. "Say, wanna hang later? We can do some fun things later.." He said huskily, wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his face into the crook of your neck.

Luciano and Kuro nodded in agreement at Matt's actions, because he was into the idea of pissing Allen off he went along with a brilliant act. "Or, Cupcake you can come over for some tea and help me bake later!" Oliver said, his smiling face revealing the dimples as he sat next to the muttering frenchmen. Yao had chuckled, sitting on the other side of you. "Or you can smoke some opium with me later, it'll make you feel good."

By then Allen was already there and jealous, watching the guys flirt with you again. Nikolai even joined in on the flirting, asking you if you wanted to have some 'fun' later. At this point he was fuming. Why would they take you away from him? You were his, And only his. No one else's. And like hell he would give you up, but he's been weird lately, giving in to the girls who wanted him most and giving them what they wanted, which was often sex.

"Hey, Back off my doll." He barked, causing your flustered and annoyed expression to go to confusion and even loving in some manner. "Your doll?" You asked, looking at him. "Yes, your mine weather you like it or not." And with that you were picked up and slung over his shoulder, and taken out to the hallways that weren't used often.

When you were set down you were pinned against the wall and forced to look into his eyes. "What the fuck was that for!? Ass!" You shouted at him angry. "What the hell was that for!? It was for you! I can't stand you being with those damned bastards!" Allen shouted, but growing wide eyed at the slight confession. "Bullshit! All you do is hang around the hoes all damn day!" You retort, crossing your arms over your chest. He snarled and looked at you, a somewhat hurt expression on his face. Did you really feel that way?

"Because I.." He began.

"Because you what." You say, growing impatient.

"Because I fucking love you!" He shouts, moving away from you. "Don't you see that!?"

You were silenced, nothing to say and dumbstruck. What? Did you hear correctly? He loves you? How?

"How." You state in a questioning tone. "Since you rejected me the day we met." He says, looking away with his stubborn expression in place. "And why didn't you just tell me." You pry. "Because they kept harassing you!"

"Because they want you jealous."

"What!?" He was nearly enraged. Those asses! Why the hell would they-!?

"Cause we knew you would be jealous." A specific voice called out, as the figure approached you'd come to see that it was Matt. Allen sighed.

"Well. Now that it's done, (Y/N), will you be my damn girlfriend." Al asked. "Wow, what a way to be romantic, ass." You say, playfully rolling your eyes and smile.

"I take that as a yes." He says, wrapping his arms around you and leaning in, giving you and small though soft kiss.

And with that, you two were together.