So, I have absolutely no idea how long this story will end up being, or what it will contain really. All I know is that I ship AusHun and PruCan, and that Prussia is 100% Hungary's GBF. So I decided to write it as such, in college AU form. Hope you enjoy, comments are lusted after. ~BionicOtaku
As Elizabeta entered the bustling cafe She scanned the area for the tell tale signs of Gilbert Beilschmidt. He was never hard to find. One only needed to scan a room of heads searching for a bright streak of silver blonde hair, or follow the sound of his loud, very distinct laugh, that while annoying was infectious. It didn't take Elizabeta long to find him and approach the table, sitting with a huff as she plopped down her heavy bag, over flowing with papers.
She looked up to glare at the smirking face sitting across from her.
" Don't. Say. Anything. " Was all the Elizabeta huffed out, still pointing her dagger eye at her friend.
"Whoa, El don't take your wrath out on me. I'm not the one who signed you up to take so many courses. Kesesese" and there it was. The laughter that years ago would have sent heat spreading across her chest, but now all it did was harm her tired heart a little. She was about respond in kind. When a waiter walked over to them.
"Hi, my name's Casey I'll be your waiter today. Anything I can get for ya?"
"Two cokes, and a plate of fries for us to share." Elizabeta said now smiling.
" Sure thing I'll get right on that. And you two make a really cute couple by the way." The waitress added with a grin.
" Oh we're not a couple-" Elizabeta began but she was cut off by Gilbert
Who exclaimed, "I'm super gay" Rather more loudly then was necessary.
" Oh sorry, umm I'll just go get your order." the waitress said in a quiet voice before scurrying away.
"So," Gilbert began turning his attention back on Elizabeta.
" We're going out tonight." It was not a question.
" I don't know Gil. I have a lot of work to do and-" she was cut off again by a groan from Gilbert the level of which would be more fitting if he were being tortured, rather then just denied a night on the town.
"El, you always do this." Gilbert whined, "we haven't gone out together in like three weeks, and I'm sick of going out with Antonio and Francis. Toni's boyfriend is so annoying, and Francis picks someone in about .5 seconds and then ditches me to have sex in a bathroom stall. Come on El, I need you."
Elizabeta just signed. She knew she would have a good time if she went out with Gilbert, but in her current mood she really wasn't feeling it.
" Ugh Gilbert I have so much to do, and I look really shitty today so I'm not really in the mood to dress up."
"El, come on don't be stupid. You look beautiful." Gilbert responded with a soft smile. And just like that a flood of memories came back to hit Elizabeta.
-Flashback-
" Gil... Gil what's wrong?"
" Hmmm oh uh. Nothing. Nothing's wrong..."
They were sitting on the couch together with the tv on. And if Elizabeta had her way they would not be paying attention to the television at all, and would instead be deep into an intense make up session. However that was not the case. Every time Elizabeta attempted to start said making out, Gilbert would instead do something like ask if she wanted a snack and then without waiting for an answer, get up and go to the kitchen to get one. Or he would brush her off by making some comment about the TV show. After the third time Elizabeta had had enough.
" That's such a lie Gilbert. Something is bothering you and it has been for a while. So we are going to talk about it." She said trying to act more confident then she felt. There was a silent pause and then.
"Please El can we not do this right now..." Gilbert whimpered out, tears starting to well in his eyes.
"Gil... Come on I just want to help you so we can go back to the way we were before. I mean come on Gil we haven't done anything in weeks. You hardly even kiss me. What's going on-"
"I'm gay" Gilbert interrupted the tears now rolling down his cheeks and into his lap.
"Wha. What?" Elizabeta managed to stammer out with the shock apparent on her face.
" I'm gay." Gilbert repeated
"At least I think I am. I'm sorry Elizabeta. I'm so sorry. Please don't hate me." He ended in almost a whisper.
" Oh Gil ... I could never hate you" her voice was soft as she pulled the sobbing boy into her arms.
They stayed this way for a while. Gilbert sobbing and Elizabeta letting silent tears fall down face, trying her best to be strong for the one she loved.
"El..." Gilbert said softly, still with his face buried in her shoulder.
"Will you still be my friend?"
"Gilbert Beilschmidt. I will be your very best friend" Elizabeta said smiling through her tears.
Three years later
"So it's settled. You and I are going to paint the town." Gilbert exclaimed with another of his trademark smirks.
"Fine." Elizabeta said letting out a sigh, though not actually as irritated as she seemed.
"Great, I will meet you at nine. " Gilbert said standing up from the table.
This was gonna be some night.