Per request for Flawsinthisworld. I was asked to do another threesome fic, this time with both North and South Korea. I do understand that in the anime/manga Korea is not split. In this one-shot, they will be. And the request did include for it to be funny.

I have tried to keep the personalities extremely close to the ones in Hetalia the true represented by the actual creator of Hetalia.(Which I had to look up the Wiki on South Korea. I do understand that it was wholly inaccurate. The actual country is highly respectable as are the people. They are not in any way, shape, or form perverts.) Please understand that I am not trying to stereotype any country or culture.

There is not intended nor meant to upset/offend/infuriate anyone. So, please know that I am not trying to be insensitive in any way. This author adores South Korea Dramas on Netflix (T.T)

I own nothing. Rated M. First chapter of a two-shot.

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June 1950

To put it frankly, North Korea never truly cared for the west.

He preferred to honor his older brother China, by following in the footsteps of communism. It was also reflected in his overall appearance. He kept his dark hair longer and braided. More in line with the traditional appearance of the men of his culture.

It was his brother whom had changed. South Korea refused to untie with him again. Even more unforgivable, was the fact that South Korea had cut his hair. North Korea narrowed his dark gaze, as he watched his brother fawn animatedly over the most irritating nation in existence.

The United States of America. Or, America for short.

He made a displeased scoff in the back of his throat as the blonde female nation

She was loud. She was crass. She never seemed able to read the moods of the people around her, nor be able to keep herself from offending another nation. North Korea could not understand how she had possibly survived this long. Let alone keeping the world from turning on her like a stray pack of dogs.

He disliked her a great deal. Mostly because his brother liked her too much. Not that it was truly any of his business what South Korea did, but there should have been one large nation together. Just like North and South Italy. Though, that pair of twins did not get along very well, to North Korea's knowledge.

However, North Korea felt that should had and South Korea unite, they would have been a force to be reckoned with. Normally he was content to allow his brother to deal with her empty-headedness. North Korea would normally leave the pair to chatter with each other at decibels not fit for human ears.

The only problem was that America could not seem to tell them apart, as was evidenced yet again by the way she nearly tackled him. Had North Korea not moved out of the way, he would have been caught up in an exuberant hug.

With annoyance and alarm on his features, he tried to quickly move away from the Star-Spangled Nation.

"Korea!" She shouted excitedly, as she chased him down the hall. "Stop running dude!"

"Go away!" North Korea snarled venomously.

The blonde she-devil had the nerve to laugh at him.

"You're so funny. Come here! I have something I want to give you." America cajoled as she reached out to grab his dark green jacket.

"Leave me alone!" He snapped back, hoping she would get a clue that he wasn't South Korea. His irritating brother could have the infuriating westerner.

He did not understand how Japan could bare to be anywhere near the nation that deafened others by her voice alone. Russia had been thoughtful in warning North Korea about the capitalist country.

North Korea tried to get away, but the female nation had too much strength. He could never understand what people found attractive about the giantess and her repugnant amount of muscle. He twisted in her grasp, but she continued to laugh like a small child, with glee.

"It is totally epic! You will love it. Okay, so I got this-"

"America!" South Korea called out brightly as he poked his head in the room. His dark hair and eyes were rather handsome. The curl on his head jutted out at the opposite angle as North Korea's.

America glanced, with owlish eyes, at the North and then South Korea. It was almost as if it were possible to see her processing the fact that there were two of them.

"Wait...," she said slowly, as she tilted her head in a manner that displayed her uncertainty. "There are two of you?"

South Korea nodded. He glanced at America, then his brother who continued to try and break free of the blank-faced nation. "Yes, this is my brother. Remember?"

The blue-eyed nation peered at North Korea closely.

"Oh... oh right! China!" She declared with a happy squeal.

North Korea felt his ire rising. He was getting close to slapping the female nation for her sheer stupidity. Except, he could recall that America would not take the use of force well and then he might actually be required to go to China for assistance. As he had done during 'The Forgotten War".

His dark eyes narrowed at the memory. He had been close to forcing South Korea to untie with him again, when America had strutted in and firmly pushed him back into his own territory. She arrived just in the nick of time. How she had done that, he had no idea, but the punch to his face followed by the scream of 'Freedom!' had definitely been unique. The pesky blonde forever seemed to favor his brother. Though he did not precisely know why.

"I am not China," he half-snarled at her, while she flashed him a dopey grin.

"Hong Kong?"

Did he look as if two caterpillars had died above his eyes, so that he could have woolly mammoth eyebrows?

"No," North Korea informed her, flushing slightly as he realized she had yet to release him.

South Korea bounded over to the pair, and he began waving his arms nearly dramatically. A huge smile was on his face.

"America! It is my brother North Korea!" He stated happily, but a tone of wariness crept in under the exuberance.

The star-spangled nation blinked. Her lips parted slightly and turned her full attention to South Korea. Unceremoniously dropping her hands from North Korea, as if he burned her.

"Wait, the country that keeps trying to invade you and threatening to go to war with me?" Her eyes flashed for a moment, and her expression turned very serious.

She could still recall, he could tell, what it was like to pull South Korea to safety and bandage him up.

The air in the room seemed to drop by several degrees as North Korea fought the urge to tell America that it wasn't his fault entirely. He simply missed his twin and wanted them to be together again. And, unfortunately, he had gotten a bit carried away.

South Korea started yelling, nearly matching America's normal voice.

"Yes! That is him!"

Her blue eyes flickered between the pair with obvious suspicion.

"This could be a trap." she said, glowering at the male nations.

"What?" North Korea asked, nearly slack jawed by the ridiculous idea. What was wrong with this westerner? Was she really as stupid and crazy as the other nations made jokes about?

Nantucket bobbed proudly as America placed her hands on her hips, and moved her gaze toward South Korea.

"How do I really know you are South Korea?" She asked, leaning closer. A large frown was evident upon her features.

South Korea blushed at her nearness. His eyes shifted downward and he made a slight coughing sound.

"Well?" America demanded again. Her hand moving toward the gun she always took into the meetings. No gun laws be damned. Freaking liberal hippies.

The Asian nation blinked, and sputtered. His face turning a brighter shade of red. "I...I talk to you, very familiarly." He said, after a moment's pause.

America's blue eyes went from suspicious to touch less hostile. She really didn't understand all that formality stuff. Japan had that weird way of talking to her when it was about business, and then she had to bow. It was really strange. However, she was a super awesome and tolerant nation.

Because she rocked face, dude.

"Yeah, I guess," America said, still not moving her hand away from her concealed weapon.

North Korea looked between the pair, and he noticed that his brother was flushed. Did... did South Korea like America? He could not believe it. Just because she always came rushing to his aid, was no reason to go about falling for some radical westerner!

South Korea seemed to tremble, his lips thinned and his eyes closed. He shook for a moment, before throwing his hands in the air.

"Let me touch your boobs!" He shouted suddenly, before becoming horrified and covering his mouth.

"Okay," America said as she nodded thoughtfully, "You are definitely Korea."

North Korea sneered at her. She blinked, before rounding on him.

"Now you."

"What?" He questioned, firmly believing the female was as insane as he had been led to believe.

"So does that mean you will let me touch your boobs?" South Korea interrupted with a hopeful gleam to his dark eyes.

"Sure dude!" America said with a large smile as she laughed happily. "Anything for an ally!"

North and South Korea froze.

"Da-ze!" He half-whimpered in excitement. His eyes turned wide and he moved closer to America with his hands already flexing.

North Korea felt his face heat up.

"You can't do that!" The stricter nation said with horror in his words.

"Do what dude? Let him touch my breasts?" America asked quizzically. "He does it all the time to other nations."

"Male nations," North Korea hissed in agitation.

"And?" She shrugged at the idea, then flashed him a true American smile with her white teeth gleaming under the florescent light. "I just have more cushion up top."

A sly look stole across South Korea's features. North Korea smacked him upside the back of the head.

"You are not allowed to molest women!" He snapped with anger.

"Hey!" America said with another frown as she moved between the nations. "Don't you touch South Korea like that."

North Korea narrowed his gaze at her. His dark eyes promised the tongue lashing of a lifetime.

"I actually bother to defend you, and you are upset with me?"

South Korea grinned happily as his hands closed around America's breasts. She blushed slightly, but allowed him to touch her.

"Well yeah," She responded as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "You can't go around bullying my allies."

"Bullying? He's my brother."

"Oh, so sibling rivalry?"

"Yes," South Korea said as he continued to grope the Star-Spangled nation. "He has always been jealous of me."

"I have not! Liar!" North Korea argued back forcefully as he averted his eyes from seeing South Korea's eyes dance with lust. Lust he did not even bother to disguise.

"Dude, jealousy is so not heroic!" America declared loudly, allowing South Korea to continue. He really was a very intelligent, handsome, and normally stoic nation. However, they all had their shortcomings and he was nowhere near the pervert level Japan could accomplish.

South Korea stopped, and removed his hands from America, she was blushing, but otherwise unperturbed.

"Thank you," South Korea said, with a slight nod of his head.

"You're welcome!" The blonde nation said brightly, as she gave South Korea a large smile.

North Korea couldn't believe what he was seeing, and frankly, thought the pair was slightly insane. He worried for his brother in the future. His dark eyes narrowed at South Korea, who met his gaze without flinching.

The more reserved nation did his dead level best not to snarl at the ludicrous way the pair acted. As if groping America, and her being alright with it -actually encouraging it-, were an everyday occurrence.