Okay, I've been trying to resist this for several minutes now but I give up. I am going to write a Hetalia fanfiction. Yes, I am going to do it, so let us see how this crack will turn out…maybe it will be good? Who knows? XD btw this starts in episode 90...XD
Hungary struggled with Prussia, who was trying to bind her wounds after tearing fabric off his uniform. She could swear that was a rape face, and was not about to let him anywhere near her like that. He stopped suddenly, and she realized her shirt had fallen open. They stayed looking away from each other awkwardly for a moment, before Gilbert stood up. She started babbling, and wasn't able to stop until suddenly Gilbert threw his uniform at her. She stood in shock when he walked away, thinking to herself, and sighed wistfully. She did keep the uniform, though, and went to eventually settle in Roderich's house. Gilbert came and said they were to go hunting, and she was forced to tell him she didn't care for such things anymore. Elizaveta, otherwise known as Hungary, sighed, her face twitching, and Gilbert came over and started poking her, pestering, and she tried to bat him away, but he wouldn't leave her alone. She ended up laughing, and Gilbert looked at her, rather shocked and looking almost hurt. She smiled and said, "I won't go hunting, but I will walk with you if you want. Roderich will just have to deal with it." Gilbert grinned and set off, Elizaveta propping her broom against the house and following him. They walked along in comfortable silence, walking past a restaurant where Ludwig, Kiku, and Feliciano were finishing eating, and laughed to each other as they tried to figure out how to pay for all of it.
Elizaveta smiled at Gilbert, and he rubbed the back of his head, blushing slightly as he really realized he was walking next to a woman. She couldn't help but smirk slightly as she remembered back to the days when she had thought she was a guy, shaking her head fondly. She reached over and took his hand, causing him to jump slightly in surprise. Smiling sweetly at him, she teasingly tried to pull her hand away, just slightly, and he gripped it tighter, to her surprise. She raised an eyebrow, and he looked away, blushing faintly, and smiled at nothing. She nearly giggled as they walked hand in hand, and Feliciano glanced up and saw them, looking after her with envy. Gilbert actually stuck his tongue out at the Italian, and she giggled slightly, shoving him with her shoulder. He blushed faintly, and they walked out of Feliciano's line of sight, much to his disappointment. Elizaveta smiled and took him to a small, forested area, and he wasn't able to say a word for once, so he wisely kept his mouth shut. She grinned at him, and then when they came to a stop, she reached up and lightly kissed him, causing him to make a small noise in shock. He stepped away, stammering, "W-what do y-you think you're d-doing, Hungary?" She laughed and said, "Please, call me Elizaveta, Prussia." He blushed and shook his head, started to say something more as he released her hand and backed up into a tree.
She giggled and followed him, kissing him again, and was pleased when he kissed her back. She smirked and taunted him, saying, "I figured you would be the dominant one, Gilbert. After all mmmpfh!" He cut her off with a kiss, arms encircling her and wrapping around her waist, causing her to close her eyes. He broke the kiss and laughed, saying, "Oh, I'm dominant with Ludwig alright oh shit." Elizaveta looked at him, rather surprised, and sighed. "I didn't think you'd be with your little brother of all countries you could choose." She sighed deeply as he tried to explain himself, and stepped away from him as he said, "Well, I have more fun with Francis and Antonio…oh, shit again." Elizaveta shook her head, sighing, and said, "I didn't know you rolled that way. I suppose I'll just leave you alone, then." When she turned and started to walk away, Gilbert grabbed her arm. "Wait, don't go. I'm completely open to being in a relationship with...with you…" Elizaveta shook her head and glared at him, responding, "I would not want to be with you when you're so obviously a player." She pulled her arm away, and Gilbert watched helplessly as she stormed back off to Roderich's house and began cleaning furiously. He slid down the tree he was against and sighed deeply.
He didn't even look up when Ludwig approached, and then sighed again when he kneeled next to him. He ignored it when Ludwig put a hand on his shoulder and asked what had happened. He just shook his head and closed his eyes, forehead on his knees. Ludwig wrapped an arm around him, and said, "Just because it didn't work out this time doesn't mean it won't next time. I mean, I personally would rather if you were just mine, but it's your choice." When Gilbert didn't respond, Ludwig sighed, giving up, and left. Soon enough, though, Francis drifted into the picture, and gave an advice-filled talk that Gilbert ignored. Antonio wandered over and stood by Francis, poking him until the blonde turned and looked at him, about to ask why he wouldn't stop poking him when Antonio suddenly kissed him deeply, and Gilbert gave an exasperated groan as the two started making out. He stood up and walked away, back to Ludwig's house, where at least it wouldn't be like a porn show. He didn't feel like dealing with that. Except, when he walked in, what was Ludwig doing except watching porn. And reading a magazine filled with it too. Gilbert slapped his forehead, dragging the hand down his face, and then just walked around outside. The next thing he knew, he was by Roderich's house again, and he was watching Elizaveta. He didn't know if he had permission to call her that anymore, but he would.
It was nearly nightfall when she came outside again, and he approached her then, hesitantly saying, "Elizaveta, I apologize for earlier. Francis and Antonio are like a porn show by themselves, and Ludwig actually watches porn. You seem like such a nice country, I really would like to know you better." She looked at him evenly while he spoke, then sighed deeply. "Look, I'm sure you're used to getting whatever you want and you have an awesome complex, but that doesn't mean you're going to get me. I suppose, if you can prove you're nice, maybe. I'll give you three chances, and if you blow all them, you lose me. Got it?" Gilbert nodded, his mind already set to the challenge, and Elizaveta laughed at his expression. The challenge was in place.
Sooo what do you people think of my first attempt of an APH fanfiction? :D Should I continue it and give Gilbert his three chances? :D
