Ello there ! This whole idea came to me as i realized how important classical music is in Poland and in my mind Feliks knows how to play the violin...it's just so perfeclty suiting, isn't it? Whatever, to me it is. I know the other chapter had tiny little clips of scenes and this one is one story, but i think a little change is not bad. We shall see what happens with this. My ideas are getting longer as you see :)


Different Plans

Gilbert grimaced. He simply couldn't take it anymore.

"For the love of God! Stop the noise or I will have to go up there and throw the damn thing out the window myself!"

The sounds of the violin stopped, followed by hurried steps coming downstairs. Feliks' blond head popped into the room where Gilbert was trying to watch TV. He was bored out if his mind.

"Gilbert Beilschmidt, I officially declare you tasteless," he said with a glare directed straight at him.

"Well, I declare myself near deaf, so stop whatever you're doing up there." He returned the glare and looked back at the TV at the lack of anything better to do. He actually seemed to be holding in his nerves today.

"Like, that's because you listen to that trash on your Ipod, set to max volume all the time! Now that gives me headaches."

"Admit it, you can't play the violin…and are stuck somewhere in the 18th century." Prussia snorted without even looking up at him. Angelo just stabbed his wife with a kitchen knife and left her bleeding on the living room floor. Maybe I should take his example, the albino thought.

"It's called CLASSICAL music, you uneducated, cold hearted bastard!" Feliks was angry now. Mission complete.

"Well don't play the stuff in my awesome presence, miss I'm too good for today's music!"

"Fine! I'll totally find someone more intelligent than you who will understand me and my interests!"

"I wonder who…" Gilbert asked mockingly.

"Francis, for example." Feliks smiled, pleased with his answer.

"Than what are you waiting for, huh? Go! Maybe then I'll be able to have some much needed quiet!" Gilbert dared him. He pointed in the direction of the door.

"Fine!"

"Go then!"

"Watch me!" and with that Poland spun on his heel and stormed out of the room and into the bathroom. The door slammed.

Prussia, who still sat on the couch, sighed and closed his eyes. Maybe he'd gone just a bit too far. He reconsidered his options, the pro's and con's. When Feliks was done fixing his hair Gilbert was already waiting for him at the door, leaning on the doorframe with crossed arms.

"You're not going," he said plainly.

"I kind of am, so, like move out of my way, you bastard." Feliks was slightly surprised at the turn of events but still remained angry at the albino.

"No," came the answer.

Feliks' eyebrow rose at Gilbert's unmoved expression of determination. He tried to push past him but firm arms pushed his shoulders back. If the blonde wasn't confused before, he sure was now.

"What the hell Gilbert? I thought you wanted me to leave!" His eyes searched him for an answer.

"I wanted you to stop playing, not buddy up with that French frog! Are you so oblivious that you believe in his good intentions with you?" Gilbert's grip on him tightened.

"I see where this is going…you would just totally love to lock me up in the basement, away from all the potential pervs out to get me!" Poland pushed Prussia's hands away from his shoulders angrily. They now hung limply by his sides as he watched him. There was silence.

"Nobody could get that done!" Prussia finally broke the pause when he thought of an awesome enough response. "Just your nonstop complaining could kill a person alone!"

"True, you'd have to gag me" Feliks smiled and crossed his arms over his chest pleasantly.

"True."

Their eyes locked with each other and Gilbert pulled him close. The blonde couldn't resist if he wanted to. The frown of his face dissolved into an undercover smile.

"I won't go if you don't want me to that bad," Feliks finally stated into his chest.

"But I'm still totally playing the violin when I want to…"

Gilbert sighed.

"I'll have to go out for a beer at those times."

"You're so mean…"

"And awesome."

"So why don't we go out together somewhere Gil?" Poland asked raising his head up.

He just looked so damn cute Prussia couldn't help it, he kissed him lightly on the lips.

Poland closed his green eyes and enjoyed the moment of truce. When the kiss was broken, Gilbert whispered into his ear,"Actually, I had other plans for this afternoon."


And everyone knows what happened next XD I suck at the more serious love stuff...D: im so sorry! I would be happy to see someone write them for me ;) As you know reviews mean more chapters so ...please tell me what you think of this?