Author Commentary; I've had this idea for a while, but never wrote it down. Oh well, better late than never. And now that my broken arm is no longer broken, things will move a lot quicker.

Character/Pair; PruCan, FrUk, plotdevice FraCan & USUK, side SpaMano & GerIta, onsided PruHun

Rating; T (may be moved later)

Warnings; Genderbending (Female Canada/England/SouthItaly/NorthItaly), AU, some angst, heartbreak

Disclaimer; I don't own Hetalia. As cool as that would be.

"This year is going to suck balls." Gilbert said to his little yellow bird, Gilbird, "Both Francis and Antonio have gotten themselves some tail, and now I'm out of the loop. Shitty."

"Chirp!"

Gilbert smiled and ran the tip of his index finger down Gilbird's back, "At least I have you, little guy."

Gilbert Beilschmidt, or just 'Gilbert' to those who knew him (and some who wished they didn't), was starting senior year tomorrow, but unlike the previous years, his two wingmen, Francis Bonnefoy and Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, weren't going to be at his sides. Instead, they were going to be wrapped around their little girlfriends. Antonio was no surprise, he'd been chasing the lovely, but feisty, Lovina Vargas since the beginning of last year, when she was a freshman. It was surprising that Francis, forever the flirtatious Frenchman, had tied himself down, though not to the girl anyone had expected. Instead of the British brat, Anne Kirkland (who Francis fought with on a regular basis, but was secretly enamored with), Francis had settled with a pretty young thing named Madeline Williams (not that Gilbert had met the broad, but Francis hadn't shut up about her since they began dating that summer).

Gilbert sighed again and scooped Gilbird into his hands, knowing that his Grandfather would go nuts if he found that the 'unhygienic little creature' was out of his cage and hopping around on the table, "It wouldn't be so bad if Elizaveta had seen how awesome I am and gone out with me." Gilbert grumbled, "Stupid women, who needs them.", sighing again, Gilbert put Gilbird back in his cage and flopped down on the couch.

~There is nothing left of you/I can see it in your eyes/Sing the anthem of the angels/And say the last goodbye~

Gilbert leapt up and dashed for his phone. He snatched it up and flipped it open, "Hello?"

"Gilbert!" Antonio's cheery voice came through the device, "Wanna come hang out with me and Francis?"

"Score!", Gilbert thought, "Sounds sweet. Where are you?"

"At the mall. See you in a couple minutes?" Antonio asked.

"Sure thing Tonio. Be there asap." Gilbert grinned, snapping his phone shut. This day just got awesome!

Fifteen minutes later, Gilbert was cruising through the mall in his trademark black leather jacket with the Prussian Eagle on the back. It made his fair skin and silver hair stand out even more, not to mention it looked awesome. People were staring, and that's exactly what Gilbert wanted. He finally spotted a tall blonde chatting to a tanned brunette. Smirking, he waved and sauntered over.

"Hey guys! What's happening?" he called.

"Gilbert!" Antonio cried, wrapping his arms around the albino's neck, "Good to see you!"

"Bonjour mon ami! What have you been doing in these late days of summer?" Francis asked when Antonio pried himself off of the other.

Gilbert shrugged, "Nothing really. Been sorta board really. We should hang out more."

Antonio laughed, "Lo siento {I'm sorry}, I've had work, and Lovina and I have been spending as much time together as possible. She's so cute, her cheeks look just like tomatoes when she blushes."

Gilbert groaned, "Let's change the topic and head out, shall we?"

Francis raised an eyebrow, "But we must wait for the girls, non? Didn't Antonio say that we were inviting Lovina and Maddie?"

Gilbert growled, "No, didn't catch that part." he grabbed Antonio's collar, "You said it was just gonna be us guys. You never mentioned your little broads were coming along."

Antonio laughed nervously, "M-must have slipped my mind." he said, then realized something, "And don't call them 'broads', that's demeaning!"

Gilbert growled and shoved Antonio, "Fine, whatever, they can stick around, but if you guys start getting all romantic and crap, I'm leaving."

Francis chuckled, "Fair enough. Ah! Here they are now." he said while spreading his arms out, welcoming the two women.

"They better not screw shit up." Gilbert thought as he turned to greet the young women. There was Lovino, dressed in her usual 'this is what ever I had lying around' and permanent scowl on her face. Following close behind was . . .

Oh holy hell.

Madeline Williams, with her long, wavy blond hair, pretty, blue-violet eyes, and figure that any girl would kill for, was probably the prettiest girl Gilbert had ever laid eyes on.

And that included Elizaveta.

Gilbert snapped out of his trance when he saw Francis wrap the tiny little thing in an embrace and kiss her on the cheek. That's right, she was dating Francis. Shoot. Oh well, she was probably a total nerd anyway, if her 'turtleneck and long skirt' outfit was anything to go by.

"What the shit!" Lovina growled, "Why the fuck is he here?" she said, gesturing to Gilbert.

"Language Lovi!" Antonio scolded, "Such foul words are unbecoming of a young lady such as yourself."

"Go to hell! I'll speak however I want!" Lovino shouted, oblivious to the stares she now attracted, "What is this? The middle ages? I don't have to follow any 'young lady' bullshit. In case you've forgotten, I'm a feminist!"

Antonio laughed, "Lo siento mi amor {I'm sorry my love}, but I haven't seen Gilbert in weeks, and Francis suggested that we all hang out. I thought it was a good idea, but if you want to go, we can go somewhere else."

Gilbert rolled his eyes. God, that woman had him wrapped around her little finger.

Lovina huffed, "Fine, we'll stick around, but if he starts something, I'm leaving, with or without you."

"Perfecta! {Perfect!} (since he's speaking to a female, I used the feminine form of the word) We'll have plenty of fun! You'll see Lovinito." Antonio said excitedly, wrapping his arms around the still scowling Lovino and showering her in affection.

Gilbert rolled his eyes, "Can we just get moving already?"

Francis chuckled and patted Gilbert on the shoulder sympathetically, "Don't worry, mon ami, you'll find love one day."

Gilbert rolled his eyes, "Don't need it. It's over rated anyway."

With that, the Bad Company Trio plus Lovina and Madeline set out for their day of adventure.

As it turned out, the five of them did have a lot of fun. Lovina was really up for anything that'd keep her out the her house and away from her annoying twin sister, and Madeline didn't object to anything; if fact, she didn't really say much of anything at all really. At the end of the day, when they were in the towns best Chinese restaurant, Gilbert found himself sitting alone with Madeline while Francis used the restroom (Antonio and Lovina decided to split and got a separate table). She didn't speak to him, and kept her eyes on her plate or out the window. Disliking the awkward silence, Gilbert decided to break it.

"So how'd you meet Francis?" he asked.

The young girl jumped, as though surprised. She looked at Gilbert, then around her, then back to Gilbert, "Me?" she asked.

Gilbert growled, "Of course you! Who the hell else would I be talking to?"

Madeline shrank back from his outburst, "I met Francis during the summer. I got lost in the park and he took me home." she answered quickly.

Gilbert leaned back in his chair, "Sounds like something Franny would do."

To Gilbert's surprise, Madeline giggled, "'Franny'?" she questioned.

Gilbert grinned, ""Yeah, been calling him that since forever. He hates it, but that's one of the reasons that I keep calling him that."

Madeline giggled again and smiled at Gilbert. If Gilbert's skin had the ability to retain pigment, he probably would have blushed at the sight. He'd always had a weakness for cute things, and the girl in front of him was just adorable in every sense. Gilbert coughed and looked away, "She's your best friend's girlfriend. Flirting is a no-no."

At that moment, Francis returned and sat next to Madeline, slinging an arm around her, "Sorry for the wait Maddie. Did you miss me?"

Gilbert noticed that while Madeline smiled up at Francis, she didn't say anything, not confirming or denying Francis's question.

"Is everyone finished?" Gilbert asked, having already polished his plate.

"I'm done, but Maddie is not. Shall we wait for you to finish, Maddie?" Francis asked.

Madeline thought for a moment, "Well, I suppose I could get it wrapped up if you want to go."

"If you want to stay and finish, we can wait. It's no trouble." Francis insisted.

Madeline fidgeted, "W-well, I don't want anyone to be inconvenienced by me."

Francis laughed, "Oh Maddie, you're such a sweet little thing! It is no inconvenience waiting on such a beautiful young lady."

Madeline blushed, "Thank-"

"Maddie!"

The three of them turned to see a young man who looked like a male version of Madeline walking up to them. What was even more surprising was the girl he had his arm slung around. It was none other that the infamous Anne Kirkland, childhood 'friend' of the Bad Company Trio, and the self-appointed number one hater of Francis Bonnefoy. Her quick temper and foul mouth (though she insisted that she was a proper lady) had gotten her into a slew of trouble with them, but her grace and politeness had gotten her out scot free while they took the blame. Needless to say, she and the group had their differences.

The young teen smiled down at Madeline, "Hey sis! What're you doing here?"

Madeline smiled up at her supposed 'brother', "Same thing as you, apparently. Who's this?"

The young man grinned, "This is Anne, my new girlfriend. I'm taking her out for dinner on our first official date!" he declared loudly.

Madeline laughed her cute laugh again, "Nice to meet you miss." she said to Anne.

Anne managed to smile at the other girl, "And you." she said.

As always, Francis couldn't help but antagonize the British girl, "Goodness Cheri, a freshman? Are you turning into a cougar?"

Anne shot him a glare, "And what does that make you? A cradle robber?" she snapped.

Francis clucked his tongue, "Such a fiery response, are you jealous Cheri?"

For a moment, Anne looked like she was going to fly off into rage, but she only grabbed her boyfriend's arm, "Come on Alfred, let's go somewhere else."

Francis stood up, "Don't bother, we were just leaving, weren't we Maddie?"

Madeline looked like she wanted to protest, but thought better of it and nodded. They got the waitress to wrap up her food and left the restaurant. As they piled into the car, Gilbert noticed that Madeline was looking a little dejected. Gilbert could guess at why, after all, having your boyfriend tell that he would wait for her, then having another girl show up and prompt him into changing his mind probably wasn't good for a girls self-esteem. Poor thing. Gilbert wondered if she knew that Francis was secretly in love with Anne. Hell, he wondered if Francis even knew that he was secretly in love with Anne.

When this all ended, Gilbert just hoped that he wasn't going to be looking for new friends.

Author Commentary; I could have made this into a really long oneshot, but to hell with it, it's now a multi-chapter fic. Enjoy as best you can and don't forget to review!