Another world summit meeting, more stupid arguments between England and America, more being overlooked as a former nation. If he wasn't welcome, why did they invite him to these things? Prussia thought as he wandered down the hall of the hotel the countries were staying in. He heard bits and pieces of conversations being held in the rooms he passed.
By far, the most interesting thing he heard, however, was not a voice. Casually walking back to the slightly open door, the albino listened to the sad music pouring from the room. It sounded almost like a violin, but somehow different...deeper.
He peeked around the door to see Canada standing there playing what looked like a large violin. 'Maybe it just seems bigger because he's so small...' Gilbert mused, continuing to watch the other's expressive movements as he played. The more he listened, the more he came to recognize the tune. Wasn't it by one of America's bands...?
The former nation watched as Matthew held out the last note and lifted the bow off the strings. He didn't quite know why, but Gilbert felt his heart skip when the blonde he was watching wiped his eyes with the sleeve of his shirt and sniffed as he was putting the instrument back in its case.
"Maybe if you played happier songs you wouldn't cry." He stated, pushing the door open and leaning in the doorway.
"Wha-? P-Prussia?" Canada turned around quickly, his eyes wide. "Y-you heard m-me...?"
"Of course the awesome me heard you! And I can't just let you stay here alone to cry. That'd be totally un-awesome of me!" Gilbert exclaimed. "I'll play you something awesome on your violin!"
"N-no...That's not a violin..." Matthew corrected as the taller nation picked up the instrument and put it under his chin.
"You're right...It's too big...What is it?" Gilbert asked, looking it over, confused.
"It's a viola. It's kinda like the violin, but it has a 'C' sting instead of an 'E'." he explained, taking back his instrument.
"I've never heard of it." Gilbert said, still looking at the viola with a confused expression.
"Not many people have..." Matthew nodded, putting the viola back in its case. "It gets forgotten a lot." 'Just like me....' He added in his head.
"Hm. Sounds kinda like you, huh Mattie?" The older nation commented, taking the words right out of the other's thoughts.
Matthew felt a stab of pain in his heart, and nodded and looked at the ground. "Y-yeah...Like me..."
"It's a good thing you have the awesome me here to remember both of you!" Gilbert exclaimed, slinging an arm around the blonde's shoulders. Matthew turned his head away from the albino to hide his sudden blush.
"Th-thank you Prussia..." He muttered, still keeping his head turned away from the taller man.
"It's Gilbert, Matthew. Not Prussia." For some reason, he didn't feel right having Matthew call him by his formal name.
"G-Gil...bert...?" The blonde stammered, his face turning an even deeper red.
"Better." Gilbert smiled, noticing the dark blush threatening to take over the smaller man's face, which only made him even cuter. "Maybe we can play something together sometime."
"S-sure! That'd be cool." Matthew replied happily. Not many people even noticed him, let alone wanted to do anything with him! He finally looked up into the red eyes of the taller man who still had his arms around his shoulders and smiled up at him. 'At least he doesn't think I'm invisible.'
I'm not sure how much I like this first chapter...but I put it up anyway...^^;
This is my first Hetalia fanfiction, and my first story in a while. Please be brutally honest and tell me what you think! ^^