Hi everyone- this is a profile dedicated to Romerica (Romano/America) fanfiction. Um, I'm always trying to improve my writing and I Romerica is my OTP, so I'd figured I'd make a profile dedicated to them. I'm pretty open to ideas, and if you like the way I write, and have an idea of your own that you just can't get onto paper, feel free to send me any prompts and I'll try to fulfill them to the best of my abilities.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia (If I did Romano and America would be canon)

Also this is a little fic- one-shot thing that I came up in my Critical Thinking class, so I figured I'd give it a go.

Freezing- it was fucking cold! Lovino knew that – but there wasn't anything he could do about it, soaring in the sky, hovering beneath the clouds. His wings were sore and he felt like they were going to fall off. It was snowing like he'd never seen before. But what else could he expect from flying across America? Now why was he in America, you ask? That was a good question – one Lovino didn't know the answer to himself. For the life of him he couldn't recall why he'd left the warmth and safety of Italy, where he knew the place like the back of his hand. Lovino vaguely wondered how much of him was suffering from frostbite, having only been dressed in a long sleeve t-shirt and a pair of jeans.

He felt himself falter, dropping ten or so feet before he caught himself. The snow was slapping against his skin like ice pellets and he ignored the fact that he'd stopped feeling his fingers a long time ago, not fully aware that he couldn't feel anything else, and that his wings were the next to go. As he dropped another ten feet he realized that he would die here, flying through the snowy mountains of Colorado. There was nothing but forest and snow as far as his eyes could see- and he could see pretty far. It was a perk that came with being part bird.

His mind blanked and then he was suddenly falling towards the Earth, his wings limp as he plummeted down. Lovino crashed into the ground and he heard a sickening crack as something broke; yet he was too cold to feel anything. Thank God for that. He laid in the snow, unmoving, his vision blurring as quick flurries of snow flew across his vision. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and he slipped from consciousness, his body slowly being covered by a blanket of snow.

Meanwhile, Alfred F. Jones settled in front of his fireplace, feet propped up on an ottoman, a cup of hot cocoa cradled in his hands. He was basking in the warm of the fire, a small blanket strewn around his shoulders as he watched the fire crackle and send small ashes sailing towards the rocky format of the fireplace. He frowned as he heard something crash nearby, his head whipping around to look even though he was inside. Old habits die hard. The only thing it could be was an animal – his cabin was too isolated for people to come around. He felt compelled to check anyway, even though it was most likely nothing. Who knew? Maybe some little animal had gotten hurt – it was the perfect time to be the hero!

Alfred set his cocoa aside, his sock clad feet shuffling against his throw rug as he found his boots, pulling them on along with a warm jacket, a beanie, and some gloves, grabbing a flashlight as he made his way out the door. He flipped on the front porch light, shivering as he left the warmth of his lovely cabin. His eyes scanned the darkness, his smoky breath leaving a faint trail behind him as he stepped off the porch to find the cause of the crash. "Damn it's cold out here," he muttered, shielding his eyes with one hand, shining the flashlight with the other. He walked around the cabin, squinting to get a good look in the forest.

He scanned over an area, nothing but some red stuff, and moved on. "Wait- what!?" Alfred moved his flashlight back, catching sight of the reddened area. Next to it was an.. an unusual lump, with… wings protruding out of it? He rushed over and dropped to his knees, hands moving to brush away the blanket of snow. He froze as he realized that this was a person – a hurt one, if the blood was any indication of it. With no hesitation, and concern swelling in his chest, Alfred scooped up the limp stranger into his arms, rushing back into his cabin.

Kicking the door shut, Alfred hurried into the living room, laying the strange man on the throw rug. He began to strip from his out-door wear, throwing everything towards the general direction of the door before stripping the other man and lying next to him, pulling him against his chest. Alfred had to be careful in this situation; he knew that if his body heated up to quickly then he would die from the rapid change in temperature. So body heat was the next best thing. He wasn't sure that his visitor wasn't going to die of hypothermia, but he'd do his best to prevent it.

Reaching over and behind him, Alfred pulled the blanket he'd been using earlier from the couch, tossing it over the now shivering man. That had to be a good idea. He reluctantly removed himself from the floor, making his way into the bathroom to grab a towel and then coming back out, sitting Indian style in front of the man, softly towel drying his hair. Instinctively his eyes ran over his body for injury, spotting it almost instantly. A broken wing – but it looked like a clean break. Still, he winced and made note to get pain killers later, though they'd hardly suffice.

A groan brought him back to the attention of the stranger, who was shifting against the carpet as he pried his eyes open. Lovino, to say the least, was surprised to be alive. Or maybe he wasn't, considering that he was warm and comfortable, but his body was sore so he ruled death out almost immediately. He shifted to rest his chin against the ground, eyes gazing up and locking with beautiful blue eyes, framed by glasses.

Well, it's short but I'd like to see what people think of it so far. If I get enough good reviews then I'll post the second part, which I already have written out…

So I hope you guys enjoyed it, and feel free to review or message me or something, I'm always happy to make friends. Read ((done that, you're here right?)) and please review, it's much appreciated.