Hetalia Oneshots

Russia x Mermaid!America

Requested by Lyndmcc9426

AN: Requests take priority ofc but it's gonna take awhile for me to get to writing cuz college is taking all of my time.

Google translate ahead!

Alfred shivered his scales were still wet from the water which was a good sign, he didn't want them to dry out when he didn't know how he was going to get them wet again. The bindings on his arms dug into his flesh, he did his best not to move them but the jolting of the carriage he had been placed in did that for him. Being taken hostage wasn't ideal but it wasn't the worst thing Al had been through, he just needed to persuade whoever was trying to sell or dissect him not to, this would be so much easier if he wasn't blindfolded.

A sudden stop jolted Alfred onto the floor, he bit his lip to stop from crying out as the bindings cut into him once more. He heard the door open and somebody threw him over their shoulder, "Buy me a drink first." Alfred teased. His carrier didn't respond and Al huffed, why can't kidnappings be any fun?

A few minutes and a lot of manhandling later, Alfred found himself on somebody's floor. He tried to feel his surroundings with his tail until somebody stomped on it, sure it hurt but he wasn't going to give them the sanctification of crying. He waited for the foot to move before speaking, "That was rude, dude."

"So this is how you treat the, what do you call it...rare specimen?" This was a new voice, not the groveling of the men who had been handling him so far. This voice was deep, an accent he couldn't place accompanied him. Alfred felt the blindfold loosen on his face until it fell off revealing purple eyes, "Privet, mermaid."

Al squinted his eyes as they adjusted to the lights, "Uh it's merman." He replied, quickly he took a look at his surroundings to try and plan a floppy escape. The room looked elegant, filled with gold and silver trimmings. Of course the rich and powerful would want a piece of his finned butt.

"Oh, of course." The purple eyes softened, Alfred almost recoiled it felt false, the smile felt false too. Humans are vile and selfish, haha fish... "Here is your money." The man stood up and tossed a bag to the men.

Alfred turned despite it making his restraints dig in further, he watched one of the men pick up the bag and opening it. He counted for a little bit before looking up, "This is over a thousand rubles less than we agreed to!"

The purple-eyed man shrugged, "You brought me damaged goods." He replied and gestured to the Al. It took everything he had not to respond, this man gave off a scary and dangerous aura.

"So?" The other men advanced and reached for Al, "If you don't pay you can't keep it!"

"Actually," Alfred watched as the purple-eyed man grabbed the other's wrist, "He is a him not an it." He twisted the man's wrist, "And you should know better than to sell people in my country."

"That isn't a human!" The man squeaked out, his friends all reached for what Alfred assumed were guns but they all suddenly became fountains of the stuff after a symphony of loud bangs.

He turned back to the purple eyes silverette who now held a dead body, "Do not be alarmed." He said, dropping the man next to him, "If you look up there you'll see my guards. Kings have to be careful." He walked around Alfred and picked the bag of money up, securing it to his belt, "Would you be opposed to me undoing those restraints?"

"Uh...no? What kind of question is that?" Alfred turned so his back was to the man, it made the restraints easier to reach, "So who are you? I'm Alfred, also I've never known humans to be nice." Al looked up and saw a lot of men in grey and white uniforms, all o them had guns on them.