Hetalia Seven Minutes In Heaven Ukraine

        You step up to the hat and start feeling around for an item. You really couldn't tell what anything was, so you grabbed something that felt safe. It was a raw potato. "What's up with everybody throwing food in the hat? It's weird that people carry uncooked food with them." You tossed the potato back and forth between your hands.

Ukraine shyly walked up to you. "Well I was actually carrying that potato to the market to sell and I forgot about it, so I used it for the game. I'm sorry if you think it's stupid. You should keep the potato as an apology."

"Dude I don't think he's mad at you Ukraine, calm down and enjoy the party." America patted her on the back causing a tremendous amount of booby bounce. "Whoa, my bad dude, maybe you two should just head to the closet." He walked off in front of you and opened up the door. "Ladies first." Ukraine gave a slight bow and walked into the closet. She found a comfortable place to sit against the wall. You followed her in and found a spot to sit close by. "Okay dudes, you have fun now." America shut the door and left you two alone.

Once the door was shut Ukraine seemed somewhat uneasy, as if she no longer liked the idea of being in the closet with you. "I've never done anything like this before. I'm sorry. I only came because Belarus made me. Maybe we can get America to let you pick again." She almost looked ready to cry.

"No, it's okay. I'd rather get you than Belarus." You laughed, trying to lighten the mood up a little. "At least I know you won't kill or hurt me."

Ukraine giggled a little bit. "That's true, I don't carry weapons with me, only potatoes. Of course, some would argue I could use my boobies for suffocation." Even as she was saying it her face turned red with blush. "I'm so sorry, I shouldn't say things like that, it isn't decent at all. I'm so stupid." She covered her face with her hands.

She was making things a lot more awkward than they really needed to be. You weren't sure if you should try to calm her down or just let her continue to embarrass herself. Finally you decided there was only one thing to do. Use this closet the way it was meant to be used and hope for the best. With Ukraine still covering her face in shame, you decided to first bring her into a hug, rubbing her forever sore back.

Your action caused Ukraine to jerk her head from her hands and stare at you. "W-what are you doing." Her face was even more red now than it had been before. You didn't give her an answer, now was your chance. Quickly you placed a tender kiss on her lips. Ukraine's entire body stiffened and then went completely limp. "You are a very good kisser." She giggled. "I don't know why I was so worried." Ukraine slowly leaned in for another short kiss before America opened the door.

"Aw, you two look so cute together. You should totally go out or something." America was almost squealing like a fangirl with excitement.

Russia popped up out of seemingly no where. "I am having to agree. You look good with my sister, but if you ever hurt her." Russia didn't have to finish his sentence, you got the point.

You helped Ukraine up and out of the closet. "Thank you for the kiss. It was really nice." Her face was still a rosy shade of pink. "Maybe you could come and see me sometime, I could cook for you. And don't you worry about Russia, I won't let him hurt you."