A.N
So I've read a lot of great fanfictions and I decided I would write my own, this is my first so no haters please? So yea this is a songfic. Vienna, by Billy Joel. Hope ya'll like it. Kind of a crack pairing but I love America and Austria so thought I would try it out. Enjoy.
America wasn't a stalker, oh no, never that. But he couldn't help but watch the graceful movements that the aristocrat made. He couldn't help but see the upmost beauty that the other had, if it was only eating cake or drinking coffee or even just walking. Everything about the man screamed sophisticated and graceful. America used to hate the world conferences, he would get sooooooo bored, but he found another hobby. Sure if you said it out loud it sounded a little creepy but he like to watch Austria. The man was beautiful and exotic in his mind. America couldn't help but wish that he could be closer to the man but he knew that Austria would never like someone like him. America was loud, brash, stupid, fat , and a child. Where Austria was perfect everything about him was perfect. The graceful walk, the clear knowledge, they way he dressed and spoke. The way he played the piano. Oh, how he loved to here him play the piano. America would never say it out loud but when he actually managed to get out of doing his paper work (seriously it was not that often that that happened and paperwork sucked) He would walk around in Vienna with awesome disguises, in case any nation was to see him. He would sneak onto Austria's property and just hear some of that wonderful music. When ever he did this, the wonderful pure sound would often greet his ears and he would just think that all this work was truly worth it, if only for the music. Ahhhh, the music was awesome
"America, you bloody git start paying attention, this is a world Conference you daft idiot." a harsh whisper intruded on to his thoughts.
"Shit, sorry Iggy wasn't really paying attention but that doesn't matter cause im the Hero" America said standing up and striking a pose.
"Just sit down and don't let it happen again, do I make myself clear?"
"Crystal clear Iggy" America couldn't help but wonder if Austria had seen the exchange go down, and wonder what he though of it. "Would he hate me now? Does he already hate me? Ugghhh America shouldn't care. Scratch that he didn't care its not like Austria was important. There that was easy, hahahaha take that Austria, I don't care what you think of me anymore! Ugh who was he kidding, no one that's who." he internally screamed as he let his head hit the table with a very audible Clunk! Making many nations turn their heads his way, but this was a common thing among the nations so they didn't pay much mind. Except Austria but America had his on the desk so he didn't see this.
"Thank you, Russia. Your presentation on Vodka was very…. Informational" Germany says " that is the last presentation before lunch so you are all dismissed but be back before 2:00" Nation hearing this scramble for the door, shoving each other to get out first and a distinct "Germany lets hurry, I want some pasta! Hurry, Hurry!" was heard somewhere in the distance. America not wanting lunch but some time of peace for himself, Pulled his limp body out of the chair but before he could clear the door he felt a pressure on his shoulder.
"Wait, Amerique, would you spare me some time." A disgustingly sultry voice made its presence known.
"Haha France that sound like a good idea and I totally world but you know, I'm super busy right now, with paperwork and whatnot that I totally can not spare the time. Sorry." Thinking that was that he turned again for the door but the pressure on is shoulder increased and France said once more.
"Did you think you could ignore your dear Papa like that." "Ohonhonhonhon, you truly are a silly boy no, you will come with moi, we have much to discuss." Shit what had he gotten himself into, doing anything with France was never a good idea. He was so screwed.