Fate has it that Alfred and Arthur were to fall in love. One's a NYC policeman and the other's a businessman, how did the two meet? Follow the adventure of their love story. USUK

It's that time of year again. America's up waiting for Santa to come, because only REAL heros can meet Santa Claus! Then he gets a call from France, and France says that his 'gift' is ready, and Alfred can open it... What's his gift? USUK, some sexah tiem. Number 1 out of my Christmas stories. B3

Arthur sat on the edge of the dock with a few slices of bread. Alfred was casually jogging, trying to work off the baby fat he still had yet to lose. He loves thunderstorms so he decided 'why not?' He was by the docks, when he saw a figure by the water. He realized that it was, in fact, England who was by the docks. "Iggy?" "Hello, Alfred."

England's walking home from the world meeting when America decides to keep him company. BoyxBoy

In an assignment for tech class on Valentine's Day, my class was required to use the sayings from a bag of candy hearts to write a short Valentine's Day story. This is what I created- a wacky Hetalia fanfiction! :D And no, just because Britain is in it does NOT mean it's USUK! :/ Enjoy this piece of random crack! ^___^ DISCLAIMER: I do not own the cover picture, Hetalia: Axis Powers, America, Britain, or Valentine's Day! I am making no profit off of this!

Name: Moving Your Hips Like Yeah Summary: America could blame it on a lot of things but, when it came down to it, all he wanted was to see Britain dancing in a hula-skirt. Genre: T Romance/Humour Author's Note: It looks weird, huh? I went to a hotel recently with my three best friends for one of their birthdays and while we were there we went to a luau. They had the nice people there hula dancing then they started pulling up people onto the stage. My best friend and I started thinking about the consequences if Arthur had to go up there and Alfred was forced to watch… And, well, what if Arthur was good at it? So, behold my humble little fanfiction which is kind of crap cause I'm supposed to be doing other stuff but it was eating at my mind. And cause this is the first time I've written anything like this. I do not own Hetalia, Hawaii, or hula dancing. I do own this terrible plot line though =///= ~~~~~~~~ A little story I wrote about my favorite yaoi couple in the world. Posted it on Fanfiction.net earlier but I wanted all of my deviants to see it too. The picture was drawn by one of my best friends (my America cosplayer, actually) and she was nice enough to let me post it. I am actually fond of this photo to the greatest degree. So thank you Alfy for letting me post it!! I do not own Hetalia, Arthur or Alfred, Britain or America, or Hula dancing. The first three belong to Hidekaz Himaruya and the Hula belongs to Hawaii.

Arthur's life is spinning out of reach, yet he makes it through with a melody to prolong every week. A coffee-house with an singer, known publically as 'Hero' with close ones, known as 'Al'.

Arthur has told Alfred time and time again not to mess with the legend of Bloody Mary. It wasn't a party trick, it was real. Of course, Alfred didn't believe him. But Alfred soon learns calling upon Bloody Mary can be costly...