Sun and Stars
Prologue
It was a perfectly sunny day outside. Young Gilbert Beilschmidt stared at the sky, wondering how it could be so beautiful on such a crappy day.
Today was his last day in the small little town where he was born. Tomorrow he was being forced to move in with his extremely annoying mother and her (probably) more annoying foster kid, nearly an hour and a half away. He was really going to miss living with his dad, even if his dad was rarely ever home.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, he was hit in the head by a rather hard basketball.
Gil spun around, rubbing his head angrily. His best friend, Eli, stood there with a stupid grin on his face.
"That's what you get for standing there spacing out like an idiot," Eli snickered, moving a piece of dark hair from his eyes. "You should watch your back. Did you assume I would go easy on you, just because you're moving tomorrow?"
"I'm not an idiot," Gil frowned. "At least I don't throw like a girl."
Eli flushed angrily, causing Gil to laugh. He had known Eli for about a year. Both of Gil's parents were social workers, and he liked to sneak into the playground connected to his Dad's workplace to play with the kids there. That's where he had met Eli, this silly kid, with brown hair and green eyes.
Eli had just been transferred in after having a bad time with his last foster home. He just sat on the swings alone. Every once in a while one of the kids would come over and taunt him about how he looked like a girl.
Gil immediately felt sorry for the poor kid; it was hard being picked on. Gil, himself, was an albino. From the time he was really little people had looked at him differently and now that he was 8, he wasn't taking it anymore.
He also knew that it must have been extra difficult for Eli, being a foster kid and not having parents and all.
So when the next kid went to pick on Eli, Gil jumped the chain fence punched the kid in the nose. It started a huge playground brawl. This actually got Gil's parents in some trouble, since he wasn't actually supposed to be there.
But that huge brawl was the start of him and Eli's rather strange friendship.
"So, you are really leaving tomorrow?" Eli asked, snapping Gil out of his thoughts.
"Cha," Gil grinned. "But don't worry about me! I'm much too awesome for things not to work out!"
Eli was silent in response; he picked up the basketball and bounced it absentmindedly.
Gil sighed. "I know I am totally amazing. But you won't miss me. The couple who has been coming in liked you a lot right? You are probably going to get adopted soon. You'll make lots of friends."
"Eh," Eli responded with a frown. "They have a son, and another foster kid."
Gil ruffled Eli's hair. "You're going to be fine. I say so, and I'm the smartest person in the world."
"Don't touch me, you creep!" Eli muttered halfheartedly.
"Really?" Gil grinned, and poked Eli a couple of times. "Don't touch you?"
"Gilbert!" They both heard a voice call.
"Ugh." Gil groaned, taking a look behind him. "That's my Mom. I can't believe she is here now. I guess I have to leave already."
Eli gave Gil a sad look. "Yeah, I guess."
"Well I guess this is goodbye." Gil muttered, turning away.
He was surprised when Eli caught his arm.
"Promise me this isn't really goodbye," Gil heard Eli mutter.
"Yeah man," Gil responded with a grin. "I promise."
Then Gil walked away without waiting for Eli's response, completely unsure if that's a promise he could actually keep.
A/N: Hey guys! It's T.K, with my first long Hetalia fic. I'm actually pretty excited about this one. ;) I know this chapter is a bit rushed, but that's because I kinda just want to get it over with...The next chapter will be better because it's more in my element. ANYWAY, please review. Reviews make me write faster, I swear! Also...I obviously don't own Hetalia...if I did.. BUHAHAHA...I mean *cough* sorry...evil moment..yeah...See you guys next time! *T.K. out*