Just fluff, some angst and blah blah. Just lots of oneshots. Taking requests! There will be other ships in the background some chapter. Have fun having feels! Do not own anything.

Hello! If you love RusAme then you'll love this book! DISCLAIMER: I do not do smut or abusive scenarios ALSO I do take requests so feel free to comment and tell me what you would like to see next One more thing before reading! I do not own Hetalia or any of the characters in this book! They all belong to Himaruya! Thanks sm for reading✨✨

Before 1936, I was alone. Russia was in a state of chaos after the Bolshevik takeover at Petrograd. Vladimir Lenin was gaining power at a frightening rate. Outside of Russia, the world was at war with itself. After Archduke Ferdinand's assassination, Europe was plunged into turmoil. Everything was going insane. I wasn't alone in the familial sense. Although my mother died giving birth to my younger sister, Natalia, and my father was one of the ones killed in Petrograd, I still had my sisters. Katyushka was my older sister. She treated me with a maternal gentleness; in fact, it was she who made my scarf, which I still wear to this day. Natalia was my younger sister. She was very attached to me, and some might've called it obsessive, but I didn't blame her. When she was three, I had fallen very ill, and I almost didn't make it. Katyushka soon got over my near death, but since Natalia was so young, her mind never fully recovered. But even with my sisters, I was still alone. I was always trying to find some way for us to scrape by, which led me to spend most of my waking hours away from home. I had very few friends, and the friendships I had were shaky, at best. Whenever I tried to talk to anyone, they would ignore me or push me out of their ways, thinking I was just another street boy. Before 1936, I was alone. ... Under the Same Stars: Book One

Alfred still has the remnants of the Civil War forever indented into his wrists.

(I'm sorry about the title I'm changing it later when I'm not sleep deprived) This is a quick one shot I wrote for RusAme/AmeRus. I was bored, tired, and I felt like writing some fluff. It has a bit of angst in it too, but eh. I have an idea to make it a two-shot, so if you actually enjoyed this then comment that you'd want to see a part two. This is also on my Quotev account (the link is in my bio if you wanted to know) I think that's it.

I did not write this story!! All credit goes to: 'nicetwin123' on fanfiction.net She's a really good writer so I wanted to spread some of her stuff!! Hope you enjoy

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