A/N: This is my first Hetalia fanfic. I give credit to Vandetta Cosplay for giving me the idea for this. They are a wonderful Cosplay group on youtube. Please feel free to check them out!

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Austria, also known as Roderich Edelstein, walked into the home he shared with Prussia, who was also known as Gilbert Beilschmidt Or THE AWESOME ONE, and Germany, who was also known as Ludwig Beilschmidt. Ludwig was away with Italy, Feliciano Vargas, known as North Italy or just Italy, on a bit of business. Roderich kept the house clean while Ludwig was away. That was not an easy task, with such a messy Prussian. And today was no different.

Roderich walks into the house after a long day of shopping at the market. He was annoyed enough as it was with the long line and highly relaxed Spanish cashier. He gives a small sigh of relief seeing the house as he moves to unlock the door. He had forgotten Gilbert would be home about now, and so he was surprised when he entered. The entire house, or at least what he could see, was a complete mess. It looked like a hurricane had ran through the house.

Clothes were everywhere, clean clothes he had JUST washed! Potted plants he had been trying to grow for the garden out back were busted on the floor. He had just watered them, and cleaned the entire out not too long ago! How could…GILBERT! He felt his blood boil. He stops to the living room where the albino was laying on the couch with his computer on his lap.

"GILBERT!" Roderich yelled as he stomps his way to the room. He could hear said man yelling what in reply and felt himself heat up in more anger. "You…You…HEATHEN! How dare you destroy this house! I just cleaned it! Not to mention you broke my plants! It took me weeks to grow them to sprouts!"

He was glaring intently at the man before him who was looking at him with a so what expression. It really upset him to think that the albino didn't even care. "I want you out of this house, now! And I don't care if this is Ludwig's house, he will be living with Feliciano soon anyway. They will move to get a bigger place, and will leave the house to me, since I can pay for it. I will take care of it!"

Gilbert looked at him in a bit of shock then stands looking angry. "You know what? You should take that stick out of your ass so you could be more fun! At the same time you should try not being such a damn thorn in the side! Besides I don't need you here! You leave"

Roderich glares harder at the albino, "Ludwig left me in change because he knew you couldn't take care of yourself! Now get out!" The dark haired man practically grabbed him up and threw him out.

"If I didn't have you I'd more fun…So I am leaving because I want too, not because you told me too." Gilbert left slamming the door shut. Roderich slowly sits on the couch the Gilbert had once occupied. He couldn't believe that he had actually left. Yet, he was happy. "If I didn't have you I'd actually have a clean house to come home too..and I could practice my music."

Was Roderich's response to the closed door with a little smile. He was free! Finally, free of the stupid man. Getting up, he began the long task of cleaning the entire house.

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Gilbert stood outside the door for a few minutes debating if he should go back inside. The awesome him would never apologize to the man who obviously had a stick up his ass. He had tried to be nice, but they just could not get along. He could do so much better with out Roderich. He grins wildly as he makes up his mind. He begins the long trek to one of his friend's houses. Antonio, AKA Spain, would let him stay there for a little bit.

He walks into the small two story home smiling lightly as he listens to Antonio cooking. Slowly he makes his way into the kitchen to see Lovino, AKA Romano or South Italy, and Francis, AKA France. Francis was softly laughing while watching the other two males argue about something or other. Finally they notice the fourth male in the door way grinning from ear to ear.

Yet they could still tell something was off. He slowly sits after grabbing a beer and tells them what happened. Francis and Antonio were a bit worried, since this had never really happened before. Sure Gilbert and Roderich would argue and fight but never would one just leave. This must have been the straw that broke the camel's back. Lovino didn't care as he began to rant about another mouth to feed!

Lovi rolls his eyes as he goes back to cooking ignoring the other three men like they weren't there. He couldn't believe his brother left with that potato bastard and left him with the tomato bastard and potato bastards brother and the evil Frenchman. He could hear the three men talking. Making plans. Gilbert just grins at them saying to them he was fine and didn't need that stupid stick in the ass Roderich.

Oh how wrong he was, but we will get to that later.

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It wasn't a few hours later that Roderich was finally done with the cleaning, and had decided to sit down and eat. That is when Hungary, or Elizaveta, entered the house. She happily called out for Roderich as she held her frying pan tight in her hand incase Gilbert was near by. Oh how that man irritated her, yet he made her ex husband happy. Even if they didn't know it. She was determined to get them together and see just how happy together they were.

She notices a strange more calm air in the house. Everything was clean and she found her ex husband in the kitchen cooking a bit of dinner. When she enquired about Gilbert he actually smiled, giving her a little hope. However, she frowned she heard what had happened. No, this simply would not do. She somehow had to get them to see that they were good for each other. Oh if only Kiku, Japan, had not gone off on that mission with Ludwig and Feli.

He was her partner in crime when it came to these kind of things. She sighs softly listening to how happy Roderich was as he spoke about how Gilbert was gone and the house would stay clean. Poor Roderich was wrong, he needed Gilbert…Just as Gilbert needed him. They just didn't know it yet. That would all soon change in a matter of a week.

Elizaveta didn't say a word as she thought out her plan carefully. She just had to get them together some how. She had to prove that they were good for one another. And all the while she would be alone doing it. She could do it though. She knew she could. But the question was, how?

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A/N: I know this is short…This is my first attempt at a Hetalia fanfic. I can only hope I do better on this one than the Harry Potter fic I deleted. I'm beginning to regret deleting it, but I can bring it back if I really want. Back to this story…Please review and tell me what you think. Should I try to continue this?