This was something I came up with one day in school. :D Enjoy! I do not own Hetalia.
Austria sat down on the wooden bench, lifting up the mahogany lid. Breath-taken by the beauty of the instrument, his fingers skimmed over ivory keys.
It had been a while since they had last seen each other, but this time, he had a gift for the grand piano. Setting chalk white sheets down on the stand, his eyes gazed over the notes.
Deep breaths were taken then by the musician and he set his long fingers in the right positions over the keys. As if by magic, the ringing of the piano's song echoed around the room as the new composed piece was introduced into the world. When Austria had finished, he leaned back, closed the lid, and whispered, "Until next time."
As he walked away, he spoke to himself. "Piano is love. Piano is life."
XD If you are finished reading this and already questioning why, then I applaud you. Have a nice day everyone. ^~^
