Usual disclaimer goes here, as always. 2nd chapter guys, and things are gonna get heated between these guys. Also, in case anyone noticed, I sent the whole BTT, much more fun for Gavin that way. Anyway, here is the new chapter and enjoy.

Gavin's POV

I walked through the small town with my headphones on and my head down. The place just seemed boring without a certain Prussian by my side. The headphones were blasting some Prussia character songs into my ears, easing the loneliness only slightly. I must have done this a dozen times since we got back, just walking around town trying to deal with everything inside me. Alex, Lucy, and Luke had decided to tell me about my alternate personality and, since becoming aware, I feel like he is trying harder than ever to get out.

I find myself standing outside a coffee shop, the smell of coffee beans leaking to the outside. I shrug and head inside, figuring I may as well get something to drink. Maybe a cold drink will help me relax a little, since I've been so on edge from trying to fight the Flavio within.

I walked out a few minutes later with an overly priced iced coffee and an emptier wallet than before. I take a sip of the coffee and grimace at the strength of the stuff. Well, I spent all that money anyway, so I may as well drink the rest of it. The people pass by on the streets, happily dancing through life, unaware of the possibilities in the world.

They will never know the pain of finding the perfect man and then having him ripped away because you couldn't keep the murderous personality inside of you in check. "Wow Gavin, even for a unique case, that's still pretty fudged up," I mutter to myself. Great, now I talk to myself too, my life couldn't get any more insane. You could always let me out; I could release some of this stress you have. A voice inside begins cooing in my ear, trying to get me to let him out. I can't let him get to me though; I promised everyone I would stay strong.

Somehow I ended up in a park where little kids liked to play and people like to run. A nearby bench was looking pretty inviting, so I threw my coffee away, sat down and, took off my headphones. With my head back and my eyes closed I let the sounds of children playing and birds chirping calm me down. Deep breathing helped me suppress the inner Flavio and I began to feel somewhat normal again. Maybe I could do this, without Gilbert; maybe I could live a normal life.

I could find another guy I can love and trust. We could get married, adopt kids, grow old together, and always have each other. I could just imagine my dream guy. He would be taller than me, have a pet, definitely has to have a foreign accent, silver hair, and red eyes. Oh, who the hell am I kidding, Gilbert is the only one who would make me happy. I felt depressed at the thought of Gilbert, he seemed so long ago. "Bonjour, mon amour. What is a handsome man like you doing alone on such a beautiful day?" a French voice asks me.

I sigh and don't even bother opening my eyes; the guy isn't worth my time. I can already tell by the accent that he is just a flirt, besides I'm already taken. "Sorry to crush your dreams Frenchie, but I am in a committed long-distance relationship," I respond. I feel someone sit on both sides of me and sigh in annoyance.

"But chico, we only want to have a fun time with you," purrs a Spanish accented voice. "Besides, if it is long distance, they won't know." Okay, now I'm angry and I really want to punch the people who don't understand no.

"Listen, I am not going to be part of some weird threesome just because you guys want a good time. I'm not even going to open my eyes and acknowledge you, because I am in a happy relationship with an awesome person," I growl at them.

"Kesesesesese, so how is that long distance relationship working out for you?" a familiar voice asks. I gasp and open my eyes instantly, finding Gilbert leaning over me. France is sitting on my right and Spain is sitting on my left, leaving me completely surrounded.

"Gilbert, is that really you?" I ask him hesitantly. I have something planned for him, but I really can't take any chances. It had been so long since I saw him last. I got up from the bench, forcing Gilbert to take a step back, and stood right in front of him. Tears were pricking the back of my eyes, ready to start falling.

"Of course it is the awesome me! Who else would look this awesome all the time?" he boasts.

I clench my fists and let the tears finally fall, obviously surprising the BTT with my emotion. I look up at Gilbert and bite my lip angrily, then slap him as hard as I could. "WHY THE HELL DID YOU TAKE SO LONG YOU DAMN BASTARD!" I shout at him.

He just stands there, frozen with his face to the side, and doesn't respond. France and Spain are staring at me with their mouths wide open. I move to start walking away, only to be stopped by Gilbert grabbing my wrists. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN TAKING SO LONG?! IT WAS ONLY A WEEK!" he shouts back at me.

I rip my arm away from his grip, turning back to face them fully. "It may have been a week for you, but for me it was a full year. A YEAR! A year of trying to fight off the demon inside of me trying to tell me to go out and murder my friends, make them like me, and go on killing sprees in the middle of the night. A year Gilbert, a year," I say quietly.

"What do you mean trying to fight off the demon? Gavin, what does that mean?" he asks worriedly, grabbing my shoulders and shaking them. France and Spain send each other worried looks, I figured Gilbert had told them what had happened with the 2p!s.

"What does it sound like? I mean he has been whispering in my ears. I keep trying to fight him off, but nothing seems to work. I don't know how to stop it," I cry out. I finally give up on my anger and bury my head in his chest, getting his shirt wet with my tears.

"Then maybe this will help," he says. I pull back to ask him what he means, but get interrupted by a pair of lips on top of my own. My body reacts before my mind does; wrapping my arms around his neck I pull him towards me to deepen the kiss. He bites my lower lip gently, asking for entrance which I happily give him. His tongue, that beautiful thing, begins to explore my mouth, causing me to moan against him.

"And breath mes amis!" France shouts at us. I jump back, breaking off the heavenly kiss, and feel myself blush a deep red.

"Aww, he looks just like my little Romanito when he does that," Spain says. He comes forward and starts to pinch my cheeks, making the red even worse. I mean, come on, three hot guys all staring at you? Who wouldn't be blushing up a storm?

"Hey guys, don't you remember what eyebrows said? Once the awesome me finds mein liebe we head back to the awesome place we woke up in," Gilbert said. He looked proud of himself for remembering and I laugh a little. "By the way Gavin, I must say, I love the way you decorated your room. Made everything look much more awesome," he teases me.

"Oh, you saw that, huh?" I asked, embarrassed. The three nod in sync and continue to tease me about it as we walk back to my place. I just hope Alex, Luke, and Lucy find their guys soon, we all need to be happy after the year we've had.

There it is, be honest now, did you expect Gavin to slap Prussia? Also, who knew time worked differently in different dimensions? 1 week is a whole year in our world, it was a long time for our teens. They were so darn lonely, but now that the Hetalians are back everything will be great! Right?