Memories

*Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia! These Characters belong to Hidekazu Himaruya. (Rated M for non-explicit suggestive adult themes in later chapters, references to some violence, and coarse language.)

Elizaveta was finally finished with her list of chores and was finally able to sit down. With a book in her hand, she hopped onto the grand piano in the music room and opened her book. Roderich was out on one of his "business" trips and wouldn't be home for a week or so. Thank god he wasn't home though. It was always clean this and clean that. There's still dust on this high shelf. Don't sit on the piano; it's bad for the instrument, blah, blah, blah. She didn't really care. Oh how she wished she could wear pants again and run around out in the forest.

She looked out the window into the forest. Lush green trees, beautiful wild flowers, that's where she wished she could be. The place filled with so many memories. It felt so far away. Too many years had passed since she was forced to live in this house. To marry a man she could never truly love. Did she regret her decision? Yes.

Her mind wandered to memories so far in the past. The fondest memories were made with a very special man. Did they ever really get along? Not a lot. As children they fought a lot, then again, she had also thought she was a boy then. She was foolish and as they grew into their teens things changed. She leaned back across the piano and closed her eyes.

It was raining. The sun was shadowed by clouds and stretching tree branches, lush with summer leaves. She and Gilbert had taken shelter under a tree after a long day of hunting. Of course it had been a bet that Gil "the awesome" could hunt better then she could now that she was a girl. Eliza had greatly accepted the challenge to rub in his face that, even as a girl she was still way cooler then he was. In the end, though, they were equally matched.

Eliza, however, was exhausted after running around throughout the forest. Her head bobbed as she fought to stay awake with little success though. Her heavy eye lids won her internal battle and her head rested against Gils shoulder as she drifted away into peaceful slumber. He flinched away, and raised his hand ready to strike her. His eyes rested on her slumbering form and confusion came over him. 'How can Liz be tired already?'

"Hey Liz," he poked her soft cheek.

Her eyes fluttered open. "Sorry." She sat up quickly. "I'm kind of ti.." a yawn cut out the rest.

"Oh… it's ok." He said and scratched the back of his head with a shy smile on his face.

Eliza closed her eyes and leaned back against the tree trunk. Then her eyes were open again as a strong arm wrapped around her shoulder and pulled her close. She looked up at his face that was turned away from her. She could see the blush on his face, even though the light was dim.

She scooted closer to him, and he looked down into her eyes. "Your eyes are beautiful, you know,"

"Your eyes are too." She replied as she looked at the deep crimson color.

Next he did something completely un-Gil like. He leaned his head down and kissed her forehead, like she had seen her father do so many times to her mother. Heat filled her body. It wasn't a bad feeling. It was a calm wave that filled her and mad her want to stay in his arms forever, to feel his gentle touch.

In the heat of bliss she raised her self-up and crushed her tender lips against his. Both of them didn't know the power that two people could feel through one kiss. They only knew how a kiss usually went through romance movies they had gone to see so they could pick on the couples in the theater. They never really actually paid attention to the movies, but some of it must have sank in, because he tilted his head to deepen the kiss. They breathed through their noses so the kiss could last, and when they pulled apart, they only found themselves trapped in another heart stopping kiss.

Their tongues explored and fought a silent battle, and she couldn't take it. A moan escaped her lips and they both froze. She jumped up. "I have to go." Was all she could manage to say before she ran into the pouring rain and out of the forest.

She cried. She should have told him before she got caught up in that silly, little hunting game. She had to tell him she was betrothed to Roderich, not deepen their friendship to something unknown to both of them.

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