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Masquerade Tango

Summary:

You are invited to Italy's masquerade party, but when you spill your drink on a masked man, he wants to dance. Who is the masked man and why does he want to dance? A various hetalia x reader.

Notes:

i think this is my most popular fanfic on quotev

Chapter Text

You got an invitation to Italy's Valentine's Day masquerade party. At first you didn't want to accept the invite because
1. You hate Valentine's Day
2. ............Well that's only reason you have. But you went anyways because you didn't want to hurt Italy's feelings, so you went shopping for your dress for the party. As you looked over the racks filled with so many dresses, you tried to picture what kind of dress you wanted to find. You looked rack after rack trying to find your perfect dress when some ruby red silk caught your attention. You pulled out the dress carefully as not to rip it. The red silk dress shimmered a little bit as you pulled it out. You noticed that it had no shoulder straps, it had a long slit from the lower right thigh to the bottom of the dress, it was light and looked simple but at the same time it was beautiful. You checked the price and found that it within your spending limit, so you went to go purchase it.

All too soon it was Valentine's Day and you were getting ready to go to Italy's party. You put on the red silk dress and stood in front of the mirror. As you looked at your self, you realized that the dress hugged your body in all the right places. As you stood admiring yourself ,the doorbell rings. "Just a minute!" You turned away from the mirror just in time to heard the doorbell ring 5 more times. "Candy hold on! I said I'm coming!" You opened your door to reveal your blonde over-excited best friend. "(Y/n) What took you so long to answ- WOW (Y/N) no wonder you wanted me give you a makeover!!" She squealed loudly. " At first when you called me to ask me if I wanted to give you a makeover I thought it was a prank because every time I offered to give you a makeover, you got mad at me and I-" You put your hand over Candy's mouth in order to shut her up. "Can you just please work your make-up magic on me?" you asked meekly. Candy nods eagerly. "Duh, now sit down and let me do my magic."

It seemed like hours had passed by the time Candy was done. "Ok (Y/n) you can look in the mirror now!" You looked in the mirror and what you saw surprised you. " I didn't want to cover up too much of your skin so I....." Her voice faded out as you continued to stare at yourself. "(Y/n)? ......(Y/N) did you hear me the party's gonna start soon!" Your eyes widen as you check the time on your watch. "Sh*t I need to go NOW!" You got up to head to the party "(Y/n) wait!" Candy's voice rings out. You turn around and Candy gives you a pretty feathered black eye mask. "It IS a masquerade after all." You smile and hug her. "See you at the party!" You put on your mask and left for the party.

By the time that you had arrived, the music was already booming from the speakers and everyone was dancing. You headed over to the table to grab a glass of red wine when you saw one of your friends standing by themselves. You smile and start to walk to your friend to chat. But out of nowhere a masked man stepped in front of you. But before you could stop, you bumped into him, spilling your wine on his suit. "Oh no I'm so sor-" The masked man held up his hand and shakes his head sadly. "It's ok miss, the damage is already done." he seems to say sadly. You start to apologize again. "Sir I'm so sorry please is there anything I can do to make it up to you at least??" He turns to you and you realize that he seems almost looks like hes the same age as you. He realizes that you're staring at him and he smirks. He moved fastly, at first he was at least a foot away from you then in the next second he was in front of you, but when I say in front of you I mean literally 3 inches away from your face. Your eyes widen in shock and you try to look to the side but the man caught your chin and made you look at him. He smirks at your blush. " Oh great he's a perv." you think. "If you really want to show me your sorry, dance w/me." the man coolly says. "W-w-w-what?" he smirks and holds out his hand. "Will you dance with me?"