Originally written for the prompt, "Tell me that you didn't do it," on the Hetalia kink meme on LJ.

After WWII, Liechtenstein granted asylum to 501 Russian soldiers who didn't want to return to the USSR despite the fact that they were having a difficult time housing and feeding their own citizens, and the USSR was pressuring the entirety of Europe to return all of their soldiers and citizens to them even if they didn't want to go back. That was the inspiration and basis for this story.


"Tell me that you didn't."

Liechtenstein glanced up at her brother, feigning confusion at what he had said.

"Pardon?"

Switzerland glared at the ground, loath to ever raise his voice at his beloved sister. "Tell me. Tell me that you didn't do it." He repeated, his voice strained as he tried to contain himself and his temper.

The smaller nation sighed and bit her lip. She didn't want to disappoint her brother, but… She reached forward and grabbed his calloused hand in her own smaller one, rubbing the back of his hand with her thumb even when he tried to jerk back. "I'm sorry." She said softly. "I just couldn't."

"Why not? They're not your people!" Switzerland demanded to know, finally raising his voice, unable to hold back. "You have no obligation to protect them!" His sister did not flinch at his raised voice, but instead jerked her chin up in defiance.

"Because they shouldn't have to do anything they don't want to! They may be Russians, but they're also people! And they came to me for help- so I won't turn them away. And if they don't want to leave, I'm not going to make them!"

Switzerland finally looked up from the ground to examine his sister, surprised by the fire in her eyes and the determination in her voice. She was usually so demure, so shy… To see her like this was a new experience him. He sighed and used his free hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, trying to calm himself. Liechtenstein dropped his hand and wrapped her arms around his waist, much to Switzerland's surprise. He stared at the top of her head for a moment before finally wrapping his arms around her as well.

"I know what I'm doing," she said into his shirt. "I'll be fine, I promise. Russia isn't going to attack me for just a few hundred soldiers. I know that he's going to pressure me, and I know it'll be hard. But I know what I'm doing."

Switzerland sighed and kissed the top of her head. She was so sweet and had such a big heart… He agreed that it was the right thing, but he couldn't help but wish that she had chosen otherwise. She was putting herself into a very dangerous situation because of it, and he was worried for her.

That's when he decided that if Russia even looked at Liechtenstein the wrong way, he would shoot that bastard in the face, neutrality be damned.