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Warning: This is a PrussiaxAustria story. NOT PrussiaxHungary or AustriaxHungary. No matter how much it may look like this.
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Tones of Broken Strings:
Prologue
Two little children sat in the sandbox, glaring at each other like all little children do when they're angry or upset, like they had to share their toys against their will, even though sharing toys had nothing to do with the matter.
They sat in silence, until the pale-haired kid spoke up. "You're stupid." He said, glaring with his red eyes. "No, you're stupid." The brown-haired kid countered.
"Liz, it's dinnertime!"
The pale-haired kid laughed as a woman from a house at the other side of the street called for the brown-haired kid. "Ha! Liz? That's a stupid boy's name!"
"You're stupid!"
Little would the pale-haired kid named Gilbert know about 'Liz', his new-found rival, until the school they both went to suddenly came with the decision that school uniforms should now be worn. They were only seven by then, how could Gilbert ever have known already?
"Liz, why are you wearing a skirt?"
"It's the uniform, stupid!" Stupid, a nickname that never had faded.
"Yeah, but that's the... Girls.. Uniform.."
An awkward silence fell between the two, Liz staring at the ground with glistening, moist eyes, wet with tears.
"It's not like I ever wanted this! I'd rather be a boy, you should know, stupid! You should know!"
Gilbert and Liz, there was something between them. Most likely, with a chance of 97%, it was rivalry, but even so Gilbert had his own way of standing up for Liz; especially when he lost a fist fight against her again.
"Did you lose from a girl? Haha, your whole eye's swollen!"
"Hey, shut up! Liz isn't really a 'girl', anyway. No way, she's way too scary for that..."
And Liz wasn't exactly treated kindly by other kids, either, and that all just because she didn't always 'act her gender'. It was as if only her rival took her for who she was, especially at the times she found out that all of his bruises were from beating up the other kids bullying her, but no, she'd never tell.
"Liz, I'm...I'm moving back to Germany, tomorrow.."
The words came down on the young brunette like a sledge hammer attempting to break down a wall. Why hadn't he told her earlier? She could've apologised for beating him, swearing at him.. But did that even matter now?
"I'm going to, like... Pack now. We'll leave early in the morning... So, uhh... This is goodbye?"
Liz nodded slowly, not wanting to show any sadness at all. Gilbert held out his hand for her to shake, like his parents had tried to make him do over and over again, but only now he felt like he should at least give it a try. Liz grinned and let a soft, unheard sniffle escape. "Dude, that's not how guys say goodbye, right?" She said as she wrapped her fingers around Gilbert's hand, folding them to a fist. She looked up for a moment, then bumped her own fist against his, a grin on her face, making Gilbert grin in reaction to that. "See, Gil? Isn't that how guys so goodbye? That's how guys say goodbye, I know! Am sure of it!"
The very moment Gilbert turned around and walked back inside, Liz let a sniffle break through her facade, a tear escaping her eye as she hurried back inside, ignoring any words from her mother. She didn't know yet that this 'friendship' would change her life completely unexpectedly later on, much, much later.