Hetalia 7 Mins In Heaven- Australia: Koala Toy

In your hand you pulled out from the black hat a... Koala toy!

Ah, you thought. This looks so adorable. If this is a koala, then koalas originate in-

"SOUTH KOREA, DAZE!" shouted South Korea from behind!

The massive shout was a total shock—you nearly had a heart attack from that jackass! Sometimes you wondered who was worse—Alfred, him or Hetalia Jesus. Wait a minute…how the hell did he know what you were thinking? You turned to face him but he wasn't there. What the hell?

"Hey, that's Ralph's item," Alfred said surprisingly. You turned and faced him puzzlingly, wondering why the hell he made you do this first. "He's in the pool. Thank God, too. If I didn't have one I'd find him in my bathtub! Won't that be awkward in the morning?"

Guessing you had to find him yourself; you started to walk away from Alfred to find the pool. Getting out you saw the pool by the living room's window and headed over to the glass door. Sliding the door carefully and stepping outside, you saw the huge pool by the well-tended garden (no doubt Lithuania had something to do with that) and inside the light pool waters was a figure down below. Was that Ralph? How was he able to rest under the sea like a merman?

Walking by the edge of the pool you kneeled down and decided to place a hand inside to wave at him. If he was up, he would see the gesture. The dark figure you saw seemed to move and it started to float up to the surface. A familiar head popped out and it was, indeed, Ralph.

"Ralph, you're up first for the seven minutes in heaven game," you said to him.

He only laughed. "I knew it, love! So who's the lucky girl?"

"Me."

"Oh..." he said, as if it was bad. But then you noticed he was looking quite shy when he pushed himself a little down as if to hide away a certain blush.

"You should get out of the water if you're gonna go inside the closet," you suggested to him.

"But it's nice in here!" he complained. "Not like the ocean, but somewhat similar. Why don't you join in?"

"Uh...no, I don't think so," you said. "I don't have a swimsuit on and I rather not swim at night."

"But it's fun!"

"Seriously, I don't want to-"

However he didn't get the picture of you opposing the idea of swimming, he took your hand and, with a forceful pull, pulled you into the blue waters. Being sucked in made you nearly screaming but you were in the water so the air became bubbles as you started sinking under the water. Panicking you waved your arms around crazily and began to swim up, lacking air in your lungs. You pushed yourself up into the surface and gasped for the freshness of air, and instead of hearing quietness you heard Ralph laughing as he motioned to you.

"See? It wasn't so bad, you…"

"WHAT THE HELL, YOU ASSHOLE?" you screeched at him, making him looked shocked.

You hadn't noticed at you were crying all of a sudden—it was unlike you to do so but it was his damn fault for pulling you in when you told him you didn't want to do it. Ralph's expression was obviously shocked but it was hurtful from the out of nowhere shout you gave him.

From the house the transparent door opened and a woman stepped out, a bottle of some beverage in hand and seemed concerned.

"Hey, Ralph? Everyone's waiting for you to…what happened?" Elizabeta saw you and Ralph in the water and instead of concerned she was confused.

You swam over to the staircase and climbed up, a sudden breeze came and you shivered unpleasantly. Elizabeta, your good friend, was still generally confused.

Elizabeta looked at you and Ralph for a moment, but she looked at you and asked, "Oh…were you two having a party out here?"

"No, we weren't…" you muttered, crossing your arms from the coldness. "I-I'm cold…"

"Oh my god, you're going to freeze!" cried Elizabeta who raced to you and took you close. "C'mon, let's get you dry. Why did you go into the water at this time?"

You never answered Elizabeta as you cuddled under her arm and walked with her into the house. Thankfully no one asked you or Elizabeta what happened to you as you climbed up and went into the bathroom.

XxXxXxX

"Are you sure it's okay for me to wear this, Heta-chan?" you asked, facing the mirror and seeing your new clothes Elizabeta gave you.

She nodded. "Of course, we're surpassingly the same size! Ralph should be happy he has you as his soon-to-be girlfriend."

"Uh…" you blushed slightly and faced your friend who tilted her head in bewilderment. "I…I'm pretty angry at him-"

"For what he did, right?" she asked. You responded by a single nod. Elizabeta walked over to the bed and sat on it. "Look, Ralph may seem a bit strange but he's a good guy. I may not know him well enough but I joined the swim team years ago and he's pretty much the definition of a surfer guy who isn't blond. Either way, if you just give him a chance, I'm sure you'll find the hottie hot and forgive him."

"Basically what you're saying is that he's hot?" you asked perceptively.

"Yes." You expected her to say more but she never spoke a word. 'If I were to tell her my reasons of shipping him with everyone I know, she'll never understand me.' Elizabeta thought dolefully to herself.

XxXxXxX

When you got down to the living room, you saw everyone talking casually amongst themselves as you walked over to the closet. You wondered how the hell Alfred got a huge closet like his all the way to the living room. Anyways, you knew that after what happened you felt pretty guilty shouting at him like that—even if he did pull you into the pull despite your protests. When you got to the front wooden closet you opened the door and stepped inside and nothing but darkness flooded your eyes. A wrenching smell of dirty laundry (seriously, why the hell hasn't he cleaned the place up?) entered your nostrils which made you sneeze.

The door behind you closed not only was darkness shadowed your sight, you kept sneezing the rotten smells of Alfred's closet.

"Hey, is that you?" asked an Australian voice.

You felt a sudden lump in your throat but you muttered, "Y-yes…"

Before you could ask where he was you felt arms grabbing you and out of nowhere you heard sobs and hiccupping words of apologies.

"I'M SO SORRY, MATE!" he cried and snot was felt on your shoulder. "I DIDN'T MEAN TO PISS YOU OFF; I'LL DO BETTER IN THE FUTURE!"

"What future?" you asked, oblivious.

"I don't know," he said. "I just know that I want to spend more time with you!" he confessed as he panted between words.

You felt a smile starting to crack on your face as you petted Ralph's surprisingly dry hair—he probably dried it after getting out of the pool. Either way you hugged Ralph back and smiled to yourself, enjoying the seven minutes that began seconds before.

"So...?" you said. "What do you wanna do besides standing and hugging?"

"Ah, sorry about that, love," he apologize with a hardy laugh and lets you go. He's a big sweetheart, but by God he had strong arms.

For the time being you both naturally talked about stuff you liked and things he liked. Ralph was really interesting to talk to, you realized, as you laughed at some of his funny jokes. He was very fun to be around with, but there was something that itched you behind your brain: what was his reaction when you told him that he was your choice?

You were interested to know why he just said 'oh' to you. Was it that he was just not interested in you or something? Because it would be depressing if that were true.

"Hey, Ralph?"

"Yeah, bud?"

"Can I ask…why you said 'oh' at me when we were near the pool?"

"Uh…you couldn't tell my reaction?" he asked you, clearly surprised.

"No, I didn't." you replied. You feared that shaking your head wouldn't be seen by him.

"Didn't you know I like you?"

There was a small pause, it was so long it was nearly unbearable until you asked again what he just said—faking that your ear was going bad despite your age.

"I fancy you," he said. "Or, to put it bluntly, I love you."

A faint flush of red began to burn your cheeks slightly. It was a humongous turn of events for you—clearly unprepared for his sudden confession it shocked you and yet stangely enough it made your heart skip a beat.

"Are you serious?" you asked.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

"I just never knew you had feelings for me in the first place. I just thought that you hung out with me was because we were close friends."

"I know that," he said. "But didn't you get some of the advances that I put on you? Like hold the door for you and saying bless you when you sneeze?"

"Those...aren't a-advances that I'm familiar with," you said and a heaving sigh was heard from Ralph.

Your flush on your cheeks wouldn't go away but thankfully Ralph couldn't see your face from the darkness. It was a complete surprise that you were oblivious to Ralph's advances (but who could kid that saying 'bless you' when you sneeze was an advance?).

You felt tad shy to Ralph who, unexpectedly, wrapped a large muscled arm around you and pulled you into his side. Being so close to Ralph now made your heart ache, you heard his breathing under your ear and your breathing hitched as every nerve within you was trembling under his touch.

"Is this an advance your familiar with?" he whispered to your ear which burned from his hot breath.

All you could muster up was a gulp. Just then, you felt his hand touching your chin and pulled your face to meet his eyes. You shut yours bashfully and you felt his face leaning to…!

BANG!

"PORN?" screamed Alfred. "IS THERE ANY NOW?" In his hand was a camera and behind him South Korea was cheekily giggling.

XxXxXxX

You and Wendy, Ralph's little sister, sat in the living room couch with safe drinks in hand and watching Ralph chasing the two idiots that ruined your moment.

Wendy looked to you and said, "I'm sorry that my brother was an idiot."

You smiled to her. "Uh, you don't have to apologize for him. We already forgave each other."

Wendy made a smile on her face. "That's good. Hopefully you'll be my new sister-in-law. He wouldn't shut up about you, no offense."

"None taken." You replied, watching Ralph continuously chasing Alfred with a surf board.