Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or any of its characters; this is simply a fan fiction.

Author's Note: Alrighty...this story is slightly based off of a thing I read..It should be pretty good. More smut. Oh, and for those of you that read me often...FrUK to come. Smutty stories. I am becoming addicted to them. Send in replies and messages for requests. Oh yeah...CHAPTER FIC!

Pairing: AustriaXGermany (RoderichXLudwig)

Copyright: ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!

Summary: Ludwig has Austria as a guest in his home for a while. The pianist is quiet, but Ludwig notices something weird, Austria stares at him. What was going on in the pianist's mind? Why was he always staring at Ludwig when he wasn't looking? The German was very confused.

Chapter 1: I See You Watching Me.

Germany sat down at the table with his breakfast. Austria sat across from him, sipping a cup of breakfast tea, a plate of toast in front of him. Germany had noticed that Austria never ate much. He spoke little, practiced his music a lot and kept to himself. The only one he had seen him talk to was Hungary when she came to visit. He did his own laundry and cleaned his own messes. Germany wondered if he was hiding something. He had never asked why Roderich had chosen to come stay with him. It had been none of his business.

Weeks ago he had gotten the phone call, Roderich didn't waste time, asking Germany if he could come stay with him for a while. Germany, thinking it would be a friendly visit, a chance for them to reconnect a bit, said yes. Italy was staying with other countries for a while anyways, so they would have the house to themselves. Austria had arrived, tired, looking half dead, he went and slept for the next three days.

It had been 3 weeks now. Roderich had barely spoken to him, had spent a lot of time alone and despite living with him, Germany saw him only twice a day: breakfast and dinner. Roderich spent the rest of the time in his room, playing the violin or in Germany's main room, playing the piano. It wasn't that Roderich was avoiding him, oh no. It was that Germany was avoiding Roderich, because each time they were around one another, Roderich acted weird.

Germany looked up, "...Vat is your problem?" He knew he sounded annoyed. He had looked up to see Roderich looking away, he'd been staring again. Roderich shook his head as if to say, 'I don't know what you're talking about.' Germany sighed and finished eating. Each time he wasn't paying attention and Roderich was around, he'd felt him staring, looking up only to see Roderich look away. It was almost as if he didn't want their eyes to meet. Germany didn't understand why Austria was acting this way.

Austria spoke softly, for the first time in a while, "..I am expecting a visitor...please send him to my room when he arrives." He stood up, going to the kitchen to wash his cup and plate. Germany watched him leave and slammed his fist down on the table in frustration. He was angry that Austria never spoke to him about anything, and now he was having someone over, someone he wanted in his room? Ludwig blinked, why did this bother him?

One way or another, Germany was going to find out why Austria was staring at him all the time. Those blue eyes would meet the violet hues of his friend at some point. He didn't know now that sparks would fly once they did.

He went to rinse his plate. Soon enough, the doorbell rang, Germany went and answered it, "Hallo." He looked, there stood an Italian man. Germany blinked as he asked for Austria, he told him where to find him. His head spun with why Austria was having this guy as a visitor. He shook his head and pulled on his jacket, leaving for work.

AN: Ok...short...short short short beginning. Buuuuuuuut~~~THERE WILL BE MORE CHAPTERS! I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE NEXT ONE THOUGH! GERMANY REALLY WILL GET SICK OF THAT STARING...ONCE HE'S TRAPPED AT HOME AND CAN'T LEAVE FOR WORK! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA...I AM SO EVIL!