Hetalia One-Shots!

America x Demon!Turkey

This idea was from the lovely teddy1223, thank you for inspiring me! (I know you said devil Turkey, but I changed it; hope you don't mind)

America ran down the hallway, secretly very upset.

Usually meetings weren't too bad, but this was a world meeting. Things always got out of hand.

He put his mason before he entered the room. He burst in excitedly. "THE HERO HAS ARRIVED!"

Everyone glared at him.

"America, you bloody twat, the meeting started an hour ago, didn't you get my text?"

America laughed sheepishly. "My phone broke..."

England rolled his emerald eyes. "Git."

Germany stood up. "America, about time, it's your turn to present."

He gulped nervously. "O-of course! The Hero has a great plan as always!"

He got up to the podium, standing there as doubtful thoughts coursed through his mind.

His boss hadn't let him work on the presentation topic. He just wanted America to limit immigration again. He wasn't even entirely sure what this meeting's topic was. 

"So my idea is that we build a giant robot to destroy world debt!" He spat out without thinking.

At first, everyone just snickered, but then the fighting began.

"YOU BLOODY IDIOT THAT'S NOT HOW DEBT WORKS!"

America forced a huge grin on his face.

"What are you talking about, Iggy? My plans rock!"

"YOU IDIOT! I'M EMBARRASSED TO CALL YOU MY SON! I-" France crept up behind England and whispered something in his ear.

The two of them entered a heated fist fight.

Everyone started yelling at each other and America finally couldn't take it anymore. He ran to the bathroom.

America hurriedly locked the door behind him and started sobbing.

He curled up on the cool tile and just cried until he fell asleep.

(Later...)

America slowly opened his eyes, remembering why he was on the floor.

He sat up, realizing he wasn't alone. He backed away from the other, well he couldn't really call them a person, they had black horns and wings. Aside from that, it was Turkey. Wait, didn't he lock the door?

He looked up at Turkey, they didn't talk all that often, which was fine with America, less insults that way.

He looked curiously at his white mask. Why would he wear a mask?

The Turk smiled warmly at him, confusing the poor American even more, no one ever smiled genuinely like that anymore.

"Umm... Turkey?"

"Sadik."

"What?"

Turkey lifted him up by the shirt collar, slamming him on the wall, making him yelp.

"Call me Sadik, dear.~" He purred in America's ear.

Okay, America was definitely freaked out now.

Turkey felt the American shake in fear, it made him frown. He wrapped his broad wings around them. "Don't be afraid , darling; we are the same, yes?"

"W-what do you mean?"

He tapped his mask with his free hand. "Don't you see?"

America frowned. "I-I'm sorry, I don't understand..."

Turkey sighed. "My little angel, you are too cute, I can't be frustrated with you."

America blushed a deep red.

Turkey didn't seem as scary when he was acting so nice.

"What I mean is the masks. We both hide our faces, because we are too timid to see how the world would respond."

"I-I don't-"

"Don't lie to me! See what you go through everyday, I see how those idiots abuse you!" He yelled.

America's eyes widened.

Turkey sighed again. "I'm sorry if I got too angry, my love, I just hate it when those idiots hurt you."

America gasped. "You... love... me?" His blush returned.

Turkey dropped him, trying to cover his red cheeks. "..."

"Turkey, no... Sadik..."

Sadie turned at the use of his human name.

"I... I love you too..."

America would have never expected what happened next. A kiss. A long, passionate, loving kiss. Unlike any other Alfred had participated in.

America knew the feeling deep in his stomach. He was in love.