Hi everyone!

So I've decided to move into different pairings for America. I just love America with so many different countries... Is that bad?

ANYWAYS. So this here is a FrUS fic. It's based off the Taylor Swift song "Mine". I heard it and it slowly formed in my head into this lovely story.

This is the prologue so please enjoy!

Aelfled=Alfred AMERICA

Disclaimer: Atemu'sLotus was walking along with the rights to Hetalia when suddenly a rogue swarm of parasprites came upon her and ate everything that wasn't food. Damn you Twilight Sparkle! I don't own Hetalia...

Aelfled sighed as she wiggled deeper into her husband's embrace. They were lying on the couch, re-watching their wedding video as per tradition on their wedding anniversary. As their past selves danced across the screen Francis chuckled.

"What?" Aelfled asked, looking up only to see Francis' beard. She readjusted herself but still staid in his embrace.

"I was just thinking about us. Our story," Francis responded. He kissed the top of Aelfled's head and smiled as he watched his past self take the garter off of Aelfled at the wedding. He remembered how flustered she was as his fingers went a little too far to reach for that garter. All of her siblings were on attack mode when they saw her face. Francis had never been so grateful to his wife when she protected him from the wrath of some usually passive aggressive people. Who knew Matthew could look so scary when outside the hockey rink?

Aelfled hummed and laced their fingers together, making their wedding rings rest next to each other. She lifted their hands in the air and breathed, "Can you believe it? The moment I can see it. Yes, yes I can see it now. Do you remember, we were sitting there by the water? You put your arm around me for the first time. You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter."

Francis' grip around Aelfled's body tightened as he leaned in for a passionate kiss.

"You're the best that's ever been mine," they both whispered before their lips met.