Everyone knows of the fierce competition the Soviet Union and United States were locked in for decades after the Second World War. The stockpiling of weapons, launching to space and other events that changed history. There was a secret, though, that the two personified nations did not even tell their bosses. A secret that only a select few really know of. That secret is called Alaska. A Hetalia Fanfiction Cover art does not belong to me.

The Cold War left Russia and America on bad terms, but it's been years now, is it possible for them to become friends? Bonding over their troubled pasts might just do the trick. (tiny bit of Prucan) *I do not own Hetalia or any of the characters* -this fic is awful i apologize in advance-

I mean its pretty obvious. Also all stories were written by a friend of mine

*some chapters are very long ;-;* Russia and America adore each other, but could never say a word. One is haunted by the thought of his people and family hating him. And the other doesn't even understand his own feelings. Although when an unfortunate event causes them to come together, how will their worlds treat them? (Warnings: Homophobia, attempted suicide, angst, swearing, sexual themes, abuse) Yeah this is one big fuked up story I can't believe I'm writing... xD Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia, I just own the plot. Also I'm so sorry for how I portray certain countries in this lol

I hate him. I hate him and his stupid eyes. They irritate me to my wits end. I wish he would stop looking at me with his stupid, beautiful eyes. They make me so mad that I wanna...