I don't own Hetalia. Written by M~
The awesome Gilbert loved music with a deep passion. He could go to concerts all day if he could but the town's club held an open mic night every Friday so it was close enough. His strict brother, Ludwig, even allowed it since it got him out of the house for a couple of hours.
This week the town was psyched since the band playing did a magic trick. They had an invisible person playing the bass, Gilbert's favourite instrument. He lined up in front of club World and waited to be let in. He had been standing outside for hours and couldn't wait. Finally he got let in first and and rushed to the front of the stage. The room was quickly jammed packed with people wanting to see the invisible bassist. The band strode out on to the stage.
"Hello club World! I'm Alfred, that's Arthur on the guitar and Francis on the drums. Now the member you have been waiting for, our invisible bassist!" the loudmouth american said. Sure enough, there was a floating bass on the stage.
The crowd went wild wondering how they did it already. The first song started to play and it was downright awesome! Gilbert enjoyed the harmony that the band made but the way the bass sounded was heaven on earth. He looked to the stage and swore. Up on stage was an angel unlike any other. There was a guy with wavy blond hair that went to his chin and his periwinkle eyes shone behind his glasses.
The angel looked down at him and they made eye contact. Gilbert raised his hand and gave a little wave. The golden hair boy almost jumped out of his skin at the gesture. Gilbert couldn't take his eyes off him for the rest of the concert. When it was done the angel gave a little bow that no one else saw and left. Gilbert couldn't have his angel leave his sight so he worked his way through the crowd and left the building after him. He sprinted out the doors looking left and right for his angel. There he saw his angel holding the back door open for the other band members.
"Hey! Wait up!" Gilbert called out. The heavenly boy looked up and the strangest thing happened. The other band members surround around the boy defensively. The lead singer came up and looked him up and down.
"What the hell do you want albino?" the loud mouth Alfred said.
"I don't want to talk to you right now. I want to talk to him," the prussian started. The angel looked up with a surprised look on his face.
"Me?" the angel whispered.
"See anybody else as awesome me? I wanna talk to you Birdie," he said walking forward. The smaller man started to blush.
"Umm...ahhh...okay, sure," the blond said stepping forward to the albino. Sweet he thought Now I just have to learn his name.He took the blond's small hand and walked him away from the other members. Now gotta find something that's so awesome to do.