Once upon a time, you had heard someone say, "That which divides us will only make us stronger." Your father had said something about how that person had mixed two separate quotes into one, but you didn't care. It had always sounded like a nice belief to you. NOTE: I DO NOT OWN THIS FIC BUT A USER I DEVIANT-ART BY THE NAME, "lasmin18 ". I DO NOT ALSO OWN HETALIA AND NOTHING ELSE.

Steve took his head away from Tony's metal hand, the cold no longer affecting his heated face. "You don't get it do you? I can't tell you what I need to tell you!" he yelled, becoming more and more frustrated with himself. He got up from his spot on the edge of the building and moved towards the door to the stairs. He wanted to clear his head, and Tony being there wasn't helping. The other man quickly got up and blocked his path. "Move out of my way Tony." Steve growled, glaring at the iron man. The brunette smiled and crossed his arms across his chest. "Make me." And so, he did.