A/N: It's BACK! And hopefully better than before. This is my second try at this story since, due to some personal issues, I had to take it down. Luckily that's over so here it is again. I revised parts that I believed needed it, so the story is different from the first one. And I have all the chapters finished. So you shall be guaranteed an ending.

Disclaimer: Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya.

So there you go. Enjoy your reading~

Sechzen

Promises are meant to be broken.

At least, that's what Gilbert always thought. There'd always be a time when he promised something, such as to be somewhere at a certain time, or to not do this, and he'd always fail. Matter of fact, he lost his last girlfriend to a broken promise. (She was furious and he got a face full of frying pan when they broke up.)

Gilbert wasn't a trustworthy guy. Everyone knew it. It was his nature to do bad. When his best friends needed someone to rely on, it was always each other, anyone but Gilbert. He didn't do it on purpose. It just happened.

And then Madeline came along. This shy, quiet Canadian with wavy blond hair that looked like it kidnapped the sunlight and held it captive in its locks, and these striking eyes the color of amethysts that just took his breath away. She had this cute little laugh that sounded like twinkling stars, if that made any sense at all. Maddie was just so innocent and kind-hearted, the opposite of Gilbert.

When he fell for her, he starting staying out of trouble. His grades became average. Maddie had this affect on him that made Gilbert want to prove he was mature enough for her. Even now when he had her in his arms, he didn't get into too much trouble, sort of.

They'd been going out for six months; the longest Gilbert's ever been in a relationship. He still wasn't sure how he ended up with her. With his shaggy albino hair and hypnotic red irises, he wasn't exactly attractive. Awesome, yeah, but not attractive. It must've been that.

Gilbert smiled at his beautiful girlfriend. They'd been sitting on the couch in his livingroom, watching some chickflick that Maddie had wanted to see. She noticed, and smiled back at him. "What?" she asked.

He chuckled his odd little "kesesesese" laugh. "Nothing, Birdie. Everything's perfect." He draped an arm over her shoulder. Maddie smiled at her nickname and snuggled closer into him.

"Gil?"

"Yes, beautiful?"

"Would you come with me to Alfred's game tomorrow? It's the last one of the season, and he wants moral support. Would you come?"

Gilbert groaned inwardly. The one thing with Maddie was her all-star, way-too-full-of-himself jerk of a twin brother constantly breathing down his back. If he screwed up, it would always be Alfred there to throw it in his face. He remembered the time he took Maddie to a wedding and the hotel room...kinda sort of burst into flames. Gilbert wasn't even there when it happened, but naturally, he was blamed anyways. Now he'd have to go lend "moral support" to Alfred? Nu-uh.

"I'd like to, Birdie, but you know we don't get along that well." Gilbert reasoned with an uncomfortable expression on his face. That was an understatement. Try not at all.

"I know, but we won't even see him. We'll just go watch the game, and then we'll leave as soon as the game ends. Please Gil?"

Gilbert protested, but his willpower crumbled at the sight of her sparkling pleading eyes. For better or for worse, he loved Maddie too much to ever say no to her. "Alright. But don't expect me to cheer. That's completely unawesome."

Maddie smiled. "Thanks, but you have to promise." She gave him a meaningful look.

Gilbert raised an eyebrow. "Promise? Why?"

"Because I know you mister. You'll completely blow me off if you don't." She poked his chest. "Promise."

Gilbert rolled his eyes. She was probably right, but still. "K, fine. I promise."

Maddie looked at him doubtfully. "What?" Gilbert demanded.

"Cross your heart and hope to die." She said, dead serious.

Gilbert sighed. One thing about Maddie: she could stubborn sometimes if she thought it was right. "I cross my heart and hope to die."

Maddie gave him a smile that melted Gilbert's heart. He couldn't help but smile back. "I'll give you a ride there, okay?" he offered.

Maddie nodded. Her glasses fell down the bridge of her nose at the gesture, and when she pushed them back up he got this strange feeling like his insides had just been liquefied. Gilbert ran a hand through her lush golden hair. "Damn, you're beautiful."

Maddie blushed, and once again the sensation hit him. "Language, Gil." She chastised him, playfully shaking a finger at him.

That was all he needed to lose control. He removed her glasses and placed them on the coffee table next to an abandoned bowl of popcorn. Then he leaned in and planted a light kiss on her lips, then a more feverish one.

Gilbert felt his stomach flutter. She tasted like maple syrup and mint, an odd but somehow intoxicating flavor. With a light push she laid back on the couch as he straddled her, all the while holding the long embrace of lips. He went down to her neck, gently placing light butterfly kisses all the way to the collar of her shirt. She threw her head back in complete surrender, just the way Gilbert adored. His hand went to the seam of her pants, tracing along the edge until he reached the button. Before messing with it though his hand traveled up under the shirt, lightly tickling her flat belly. She squirmed and a tiny giggle escaped her.

He was so busy swooning at the adorable laugh he didn't hear the car door slam, the familiar honk of his brother's SUV. He didn't hear Ludwig unlock the front door, and walk inside with an auburn haired girl kissing him vividly as they awkwardly stumbled into the very living room where Gilbert and Maddie lied.

Maddie pulled away quickly, a slight blush on her face. Gilbert scrambled off of her. Ludwig caught the movement and pulled away from his girl. The tall blond ran a hand through his slick blond hair, hopelessly trying to think of something to say while failing at hiding his burning red cheeks.

There was an extremely long awkward silence.

Ludwig's girlfriend, a bubbly joyful Italian named Feliciana, broke the silence and waved happily at the couple on the couch. "Ciao Gilbert! Ciao Maddie! How are you two?"

Gilbert just sat there gaping at the two unwelcome visitors. Feliciana had just acted like nothing had happened. Maddie laughed, unfazed by how ridiculous Feliciana was being. "Good. Gil was just on his way to take me home, weren't you Gil?" Thank God for Maddie's quick wits.

"Oh, um, yeah! Come on, Birdie." He stood up and pulled Maddie with him. Gilbert walked over to Ludwig and coughed. "Mind if I borrow your car, bruder?" he held out his hand.

Ludwig handed him the keys without a word.

"Danke!" They were out the door in a flash. Quickly they dashed into the car and buckled up.

They took one look at each other and busted out laughing.

"Did you see his face?"

"I thought he was going to explode!"

"He barely even noticed us!"

"And Feliciana too!"

They talked like this for a few minutes before Gilbert started up the car and drove Maddie home. She only lived a neighborhood away, so it didn't take long.

They pulled up to her driveway and sat in silence for a few minutes.

"You know, I'm kind of glad they interrupted us." Maddie whispered.

"What? Why?" Gilbert was really looking forward to what would've come next.

"It's just that, we just did it last week for the first time." Maddie stared straight ahead. "I don't think I'm ready."

Gilbert didn't understand. Okay, yes, they had only past that boundary last week. Which was actually pretty slow to him. But he didn't say that. "I'm not sure what you mean, birdie."

Maddie sighed. "I just… I don't want to become the kind of couple that sleeps together every night. I want it to be special. If we do it all the time…"

"You're afraid I'll get bored." Gilbert finished.

Maddie nodded. A tear ran down her cheek. "I'm sorry Gil."

"No! No no no! Don't be sorry." Gilbert took one of her hands. "Listen, Maddie. I'll never get bored of you. I swear on a stack of bruder's dirty books."

Maddie giggled through her tears. "What?"

Gilbert shrugged. "It worked for Ludwig."

Maddie was laughing now.

"That's one thing I'll never get bored of. That laugh of yours." Gilbert smiled at her. He wiped away a stray tear. "Okay?"

She sniffed. "Okay."

They stepped out of the car. Gilbert walked her to the front door. He held her in his arms one more time. "Iich liebe dich," he whispered.

"Je t'aime." Maddie answered.

They finally released. "See you tomorrow," she called to him as he walked away.

"Tommorrow!" Gilbert promised. He piled into the SUV and drove away with a smile on his face.

..~xThisIsAPageBreakx~..

"Please Lovi! Share it with me!"

"No Antonio! Get your own damn tomato!"

"But Lovi~!"

"I said no!"

Gilbert smirked as he watched one of his best friends Antonio pout at his girlfriend as she ate a ripe tomato. The two had finally gotten together after years of nagging Antonio to ask her out. Gilbert had to admit, she was pretty; she had silky auburn hair and a curvy figure that was pulled together with hazel eyes. But looks could be deceiving. Lovina Vargas was known for her terrible temper that often ended with someone (usually Antonio) getting hurt. The most ridiculous thing about it was that if she were ever threatened Lovina would be reduced to tears. Crazy bitch.

As she knew what he was thinking Lovina shot a glare at Gilbert. Boy, if looks could kill…

Finally Lovina gave in. "Fine. Take the damn tomato you beggar." Gilbert stifled a laugh as he watched Antonio's vibrant green eyes brighten and he hungrily took the tomato, but not without stealing a kiss from the Italian. She turned red and muttered something about tomato-loving bastards. Gilbert noticed his other best friend, a blue-eyed blond named Francis, make a noise that told he was suppressing laughter too. Then his laughter faded and he sighed with longing.

Poor Francis. The Frenchman hadn't had a girl for a few months. He was probably dying. Francis was an, erm, passionate kind of guy. He loved love. And being alone always left him restless.

The day was beautiful. They were sitting at a table in their neighborhood park, and it was one of those rare days of fall where it still believed it was summer. It wasn't too hot or too cold. Perfect. Gilbert sighed when he thought of Maddie sitting somewhere on uncomfortable bleachers as she cheered her brother on.

Okay, he had bailed on her. So what? It wasn't like it was surprising or anything. When his two best friends invited him on a day in the park he had to agree. The day was gorgeous. Besides, she should be used to it already.

Still, Gilbert couldn't help but feel guilty. He knew no matter how many times he broke their promises Maddie would undoubtedly trust him. The least he could've done was keep this one.

He glanced at his watch. Too late now, though. The game had been going on for about an hour now. Maddie would've already walked to the game. It wasn't too far from her house, though she did have to duck through an alleyway.

He turned his attention back to his friends, who spotted an ice cream truck rolling into the park and blasting high-pitched music. Antonio offered to buy Lovina one since she gave him her tomato and they all took off.

Gilbert was just about to follow when his phone rang. He frowned and checked his phone. The only people who should be calling were either with him or at the football game.

The caller id was blocked. Gilbert shrugged his shoulders and answered the phone. "Hello, this is the awesome speaking?"

"Yes, is this Gilbert Beilschmidt?" a very serious voice said on the other line.

Gilbert froze. Was it the police? No, they couldn't of figured out it was him and Francis who spray-painted the school's front door (it looked a lot better with a picture of yellow bird on it anyways). Knowing he hadn't committed any recent crimes he knew he was safe. "Ja. This is him."

"Hello, we are from the Twin Hearts Medical Center several miles away from Hetalia High School. We believe that someone you know was checked in to our hospital today by the name of Madeline Williams-Jones. Are you related to her?"

Hospital? "No, I'm her boyfriend. Why? Has something happened? Is she hurt? What's going on?" Panic swelled in Gilbert's chest. What's wrong with my Birdie?

"Sir, I need you to remain calm." The person spoke it like a rehearsed line. "She's currently stabilized but she is in critical condition. Do you by any chance know any family of hers?"

Gilbert felt his heart stop. "Critical condition! What happened? What the hell's wrong with her?" He shouted into the phone. His friends were just coming back from the ice cream truck and they all startled when they heard him.

"Sir, I need you to listen carefully. Madeline's been in an accident. I need you to tell me if you know her legal guardians." The voice was still calm despite Gilbert's sudden outburst.

Gilbert dropped the phone. He ran past Antonio, Lovina, and Francis, who began calling his name with concern. He found Francis' car, a sleek blue convertible, opened the door. He found the spare set of keys where Francis always kept them and took off to the hospital. Only one thing ran through his head.

My sweet little Birdie, please be okay.

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