Endless Broken Melody.
Hello again, fellow Hetalians! This is my second Hetalia/Hetaoni fanfiction, but it is more serious this time around. I'm a little worried about how many reviews this will get, as there is NO yaoi involved whatsoever, but I'll do my best! It's a multi chapter involving Austria so please enjoy. A quick summary before I take you to the main story, which will be long and hopefully juicy.
When Prussia dares Austria to spend the night alone in a supposedly haunted mansion, Austria agrees in sceptic pride. Nobody could have foreseen the events to come…
Disclaimer: Don't own Hetalia, otherwise I would be a successful person.
Beginning of the Song.
It was all meant to be harmless.
Just a bit of fun between dreary, unproductive meetings.
It was NEVER meant to hurt anyone.
Especially not him.
"Hey, Specs! Wanna hear something awesome?"
The event began with Prussia's huge mouth.
Austria rolled his rich purple eyes mentally (aristocrats did NOT roll their eyes in public) as the Prussian ex-nation bounced over, blissfully oblivious to the keep away vibe that Roderich blasted out at him from his seat at the almost empty meeting table.
"Vhat is it, dummkopf?" he replied after an annoyed pause, sighing into his tea cup as he prepared to listen to yet another inane tale.
"Did you see a mansion on your way here this morning?" Prussia questioned eagerly and Austria raised an eyebrow delicately.
"Um…no? What are you planning now?"
Prussia sat sloppily across from the neat nation, placing both elbows on the table, knowing all too well that it would get on Austria's nerves.
"That place, according to the locals…is supposed to be haunted!" he grinned as he said this, looking ridiculously pleased with himself. "People have gone in zhere…NEVER to return."
"…Wow. You really zink that you have accomplished something by telling me this, don't you?" the other country replied after a small pause to try and wonder why Prussia was so excited. "Tell me something new."
America had overheard this new piece of gossip, however and attracted Switzerland and Liechtenstein's attention by loudly exclaiming;
"No way, dude! Seriously?" Blue eyes shone in curiosity.
Happy to finally receive better attention, Prussia nodded sagely as he let the hyperactive nation into the conversation.
"Ja. Something horrible lives in there!"
Switzerland glared while America shook in fear.
"What crap! I think ghosts are always made up to scare kids!"
"For once, I am in agreement." Austria sided with the other European in a bored manner and Gilbert's ruby eyes flashed as he leered at his rival.
"I bet you're just quivering in your little prissy boots really. You've alvays been a veakling!"
Austria winced inwardly as his bane of his existence hit a sore spot. It wasn't enough to make him truly angry, but it did provoke a reaction.
"Nein, I know you are just an ass!" he hissed, turning up his nose at the ex-nation. "At least I am still a country!"
Ouch, nice comeback, Prussia thought and seethed a little. Austria needed to be taught a lesson. With a glint in his eye, the albino stood up suddenly, planting both hands on the mahogany table. America stared between them, looking fully entertained while Vash headed off, bored with an argument he'd seen repeated many times in history. Lily stayed, fascinated by what Germany's older brother would say next.
"Alright! Seeing as you aren't scared, you won't refuse mein challenge!"
Austria groaned.
"I dare you to spend an entire night there…alone."
America and Liechtenstein's mouths formed a small 'o'.
"Oh please, how juvenile," Roderich sighed again, getting up stiffly. "if you excuse me, I need to wash my tea cup."
As he walked away in a dignified fashion, Prussia couldn't resist one last dig in an impulsive anger.
"Gott, no vonder Hungary left you! You were always such a coward!"
What?
That did it.
Austria froze for a second on the red carpet, shock making him still, before wheeling around to face the smirking Germanic with a blank face.
"Tonight."
"Deal. America…tell zhe others. They deserve to have some fun!"
With an excited whoop, America rushed off to spread the word.
"But, Mr Austria…something is supposed to live there? Won't that be dangerous? Will you be okay by yourself?" Lily voiced her concerns with worried turquoise eyes and Austria's lips lifted a little.
"I will be alright."
And within the hour, every nation present to this World Summit knew of the dare. Everyone had a different opinion of this scenario and bets were made. Nobody went with Austria however to see him off, for as soon as the opportunity arose, he slipped away from the curious throng and threw on an overcoat. Then he made his way out into the setting sun with a cell phone and his violin tucked into a large pocket, a one-handed sword tied on to a thin black belt hidden under his royal blue jacket.
So, Roderich Edelstein took his first step towards the gates of Hell on Earth.
There you have the first chapter! Instead of Italy being the main character, it's Austria – something that wouldn't get out of my mind. Please review this kindly.