"H-Hungary...? Is it true your really a-a girl..?" The albino asked.
"Yeah... I guess so." The green-eyed Hungarian said. "It came as a shock to me too."
Gilbert backed up a little, his face starting to turn red, he had been convinced that Elizaveta was a boy. All the things that she did, hunting, fishing, fighting. He didn't like to admit it, but he believed that she was a better fighter than him.
"Prussia, are you alright? You don't look so good." Hungary said, a slight look of concern on her face.
"J-Ja.. I'm fine... actually... I'm AWESOME!" He replied, and she just rolled her eyes.
He honestly could not take it anymore. he just turned around and went away quickly. How could he be so oblivious to the facts? Now that he thought about it, she had always been sightly more feminine. He started to feel something, something coming from his heart.
"W-Was ist das?(W-What is this?) What is this feeling? Whats wrong with me?" He asked himself.
The next thing that came to his mind was the Hungarian girl. He felt his heart race, as though he thought he could run around the world and back. Was he in... love with her?
Meanwhile, Elizaveta was sitting under a tree, looking up at the sky. The Prussian had made his way into her mind.
"That idiot." She said to herself. "Why did he just go off like that, without saying anything?"
She layed down on the soft grass beneth the tree, watching the clouds pass by in the breeze. She closed her eyes, the first image that came to her mind was the red-eyed, white haired Prussian.
"Dammit! Get out of my mind!" She said to herself, as she felt a blush come to her face. "W-Why am I blushing? What is it about Gilbert that makes me feel like this?"
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