A soft melody could be heard throughout the Edelstein household. The soothing music echoed off the walls, as the calm Austrian played his piece. His slender fingers danced across the keys, as if moving on their own accord.

Roderich sighed in content. His violet eyes were closed and a small smile could be seen.

Unfortunately, like all the other times, his moment of peace was soon broken by an obnoxious and very loud Prussian.

"Yo, Priss!" The door to the living room was opened, allowing a large bang as it bounced off the wall, "The awesome me has come for a visit!" Gilbert's crimson eyes shone brightly. He was wearing a black t-shirt with the words "Awesome Doesn't Come From Everyone" on it and a pair of blue, baggy jeans. His snow-white hair was messy as usually.

Roderich sighed in annoyance, he was glaring at his fingers on the keys, "What do you want, Gilbert?"

The albino rolled his eyes, "I've already said. I've come to visit you! Aren't you happy that I'm allowing you to bestow in my awesome presence?"

Roderich stood from his sitting position at the piano and walked towards the Prussian. His arms were folded across his chest and his eyes glaring slightly. "No. I mean what do you actually want? Elizaveta is supposed to be coming over in half an hour…"

"Why is she coming here? She's not fit to meet awesome!"

"Her name is Elizaveta, Gilbert and she is coming over for tea. Now, if you do not mind, I am going to get changed into something more…appropriate."

Gilbert grinned, swinging an arm around the Austrian's neck, "Want me to help?"

Roderich blushed, pushing the other off him, "No thank you! Now, if you please release me, I'll be going now!"

"Kesesesesese!"

The Austrian hurried out the room, leaving Gilbert on his own. Looking around, he noticed a long coffee table, with an assortment of sweets on top. Being that type of person, the Prussian happily walked over to help himself. He lounged on one of the sofas, stuffing his face.

Reaching to grab the fourth sweet, Gilbert lost this grip, causing the damn thing to roll under the table. Cursing under his breath, Gilbert crawled under the table to retrieve it…as he did…he whacked his head, very hard, "Shit! Fucking, shitty table! Garh!" Kicking the table out of anger.

"What on earth is that banging noise?" The door opened, revealing Austria. He was wearing a white shirt with ruffled sleeves tucked into a pair of black trousers. On top of the shirt was a gold waistcoat, with diamond buttons. A white bow was also worn at his collar. On, Austria's feet wear a pair of brown and white boots.

He looked like a proper gentlemen.

"That fucking table is with all the banging. Stupid thing! Why would someone put a coffee table in the middle of a room, with food on top, huh?"

Roderich chuckled, "That is what a table is used for, Prussia. I'm guessing you hit your head?" The Austrian looked at the Prussian's forehead, noticing some swelling. "I suggest an ice-pack?"

"It's fine," scowled Gilbert, "awesome doesn't need ice-packs. Anyway, when's Lizzy coming over?"

"Anytime now I would think. Are you going to be staying long?"

"Well, I was thinking on staying if you don't mind!"

Roderich scowled, "Fine, you may stay. But if you do anything stupid, you're out. You hear me?"

Gilbert's scowl was wiped off his face and replaced with a grin, "Fuck yeah!"

The Austrian pinched the bridge of his nose.

This will be fun.

-X-X-X-

Okay! This is the end to the first chapter of my new story! I know the chapter is short, but the story itself is hopefully, going to be longer! I've really wanted to do a PrussiaxAustria fan fiction, so I hope this one comes out okay!

Also, any of you who are wondering about my story, Ocean Resort; I'm thinking on putting that on Hiatus, as I'm having a writer's block…(if that's what you call it). I'll hopefully update it, but only when I can. But at the moment my main goal at the moment, is finishing this! ^^

Anyway, please review!

~Lily Canvas