You could feel the beat through your shoes as you looked in the crowd for your brother, Francis. It was his bright idea to come to this concert for new and upcoming bands in the first place. While you had no objections, you wanted someone else to come with because you knew he would do this.

He ditched you at the mall when you were 6, so he could go have sex in one of those popular store's changing rooms with some random person that worked there.

Francis found you 3 hours later, at a bookshop. By that time you stopped worrying and had stolen enough change from the fountain to buy a drink. You were sitting with a [Favorite beverage] and reading when he found you. You still held a grudge.

He said he would finally make that up to you (along with other similar encounters), by playing matchmaker. "You are going to find Mr. Right! I am the country of love, no?" Well, the "country of love" was no where to be found. You were only the small country of (country name) and such so you were worried about being kidnapped by a scary country.

"Oh,well…" you thought to yourself "I had better find a good spot. ". You managed to get up close to the side of the stage, just not the front because of all the fan girls fawning over the lead singer

The albino lead singer was really enthusiastic; however your gaze was more focused on the guitarist. His blond hair was slicked back; his baby blue eyes were focused on his guitar. His sturdy muscles stood out from underneath a close fitting black tank top and loose green cargo couldn't keep your gaze off of him. It was kinda cute how nervous he looked, as if he just learned how to play and …

HOLY ROMAN EMPIRE!

You found Francis…

Francis was playing drums up on the stage…So that's were he went…You realized that this
must be his friends band he was talking about. The song ended with a crashing note and
( …what's his name? Must be Gilbert from the look of the fan girls shirts) Gilbert laughed into
the mike "KESESESE!I AM AWESOME! WE'RE GONNA TAKE A 15 MINUTE BRAKE!"

Francis caught your eye and smiled. He made a motion to follow them back stage. You did so
and stormed through the back stage door. "FRANCIS BONNEFOY, YOU DITCHED ME!"

~Gilbert's POV

"Kesesese! I should have you fill in for Antonio more often, mien bruder!" I awesomely stated,
ruffling west's perfectly slicked back hair. "Nien. I had to learn how to play ze guitar in a week.
Und den I had to learn 5 of your dammed songs! IN ONE WEEK! " He said all of this calmly,
just fixing his hair, except for the last bit, when he grabbed my shirt

Then some frau burst through ze door screaming at Francis. Luddy's face got all red as he blushed,
and what was up with that weird smile…KESESESE! WEST THINKS SHES HOT! I KNOW IT!
Time for big bruder to embarrass him…

~Reader POV

"FRANCIS BONNEFOY, YOU DITCHED ME!" You screamed at him. He was relaxing
on the sofa with a glass of wine…great; I'm going to have to drive.

He looked at me with a smile and nonchalantly waved his hand to the lead singer and
that hot guitarist from earlier.

"Zese are my friends, the Beilshimt brothers." He took another sip.
"Zis is ma petite soeur, _ "The singer jumped in front of me
"Kesesese! Ich bin ze older bruder, Gilbert! I am the awesome east side of Germany!"
He through an arm around your shoulder, and all you could do was stared at it awkwardly
while he continued.

"Und dis ist mein un-awesome kleiner bruder, Ludwig. AKA Vest Germany! " He leaned down
to whisper in your ear. "Call him Luddy, it vill piss him off!"

You tore your self from his arm and started to stutter nervously as you backed up "Uh, y-you guys
were great out there!" You managed to bump into "Luddy". Blue locked with [e/c] for what seemed a lifetime.

"Guten t-tag!" he managed to stammer with a nervous smile. Why is he nervous? Was it his first time performing?
You turned to the rest of the room. "I had better go find my spot again! See you guys after the show!"
You smiled and left the room.

~Ludwig's POV

I watched her leave and then I realized how much I was blushing . Gilbert clasped my shoulder roughly.
"Vell, Vell, looks as if Lil'Luddy likes a pretty frau! And Francis's sister no less!" Now I was blushing out
of anger. "Halt mund!" I grasped his shirt. "Easy there, vest!" he backed off and dusted himself of out
of dramatics.
"You wouldn't want to hurt ze guy vith a plan to vin her over, now vould you?"

~Reader POV

You manged to get back to your previous spot, hoping to watch Ludwig play again. They walked onto
the stage and assumed there spots on the stage as the crowed roared.

How ever Ludwig was holding the mike and Gilbert had the guitar. He grabbed the mike from Ludwig .
"Mein bruder would like to sing a song for a certain frau!" A spotlight shone down on you and you blushed
heavily as the mike was handed back to the blushing nation.

He closed his eyes as the beat started. His mouth opened and he started to sing that one song not many
knew you had a weakness for.

"I'd like to thank the guy...who wrote this song...that made my baby fall in love with me!"

You gasped as every note struck a chord in your heart. Gilbert's fan-girls were now ogling both brothers
as the tall blonds eyes held yours.

"Who was that man? I'd like to shake his haaand!He made my baby fall in love with me!"

He held a hand out to help you onto the stage. You took it while with the other hand you held your heart.
Ludwig held you with one arm as he continued to sing, his eyes never leaving yours.
"Each time that were alone... " He threw his head back and half screamed out WHOOOOO! as you turned
red and giggled into your hands.

The last notes fell and the crowd roared in approval. "I-Ich liebe dich,_"