Elizaveta wrapped her arms around his neck.

"You're the best!" she whispered into his ear.

"O-of course I am! I'm awesome!" he said pulling away, blushing.

That's right. She was single again. No! He couldn't think like this. Not now. She had just killed her last boyfriend and she was a mess. This was no time to ask her out on a date.

"Do you have your stuff?" he asked her, trying to change the subject.

She nodded. She had packed a few things and hid all the evidence before leaving Roderick's house. She had brought some clothing, some weapons. And then there was that in the trunk.

"Alright let's get going!" he commanded.

They walked a few blocks towards Hungary's car.

"We should take my car. It'd be less suspicious."

Her face went pale as he opened the trunk of her car to take her things. His eyes widened and he turned to her with a look of fear on his face.

"He walked in while I was hiding the bodies! I couldn't leave any witnesses!" She claimed, "But I couldn't kill him. He's like a son to me."

"…He's still alive?" Gilbert asked, reaching out to wipe the blood off of Feliciano's face.

She nodded. The tears were starting up again. Gilbert closed the trunk and took the sobbing girl into his arms. He held her tight and told her it was going to be ok. He'd figure something out. They'd get Feliciano to a hospital.

"So where are we heading?" he asked her as they got into her car.

"…Poland," she revealed, "Feliks said I could stay with him until it was safe to come back to Germany."

"I'm not driving you to Poland." he groaned, "Why do we have to go to that idiot's house? Can't we go to Vash or something?"

Like hell he was going to help her get away with murdering her boyfriend only to drop her off at her ex's house!

"Vash hates Roderick! He'll be one of the biggest suspects!" she exclaimed, "Feliks isn't that bad! I don't understand why you hate him so much."

Because he dated you for two years. That's why. He couldn't stand it! She seemed to date every guy around except for him. Who'd be next? Toris? Vash? Feliciano? Ludwig?

Why couldn't she realise she belonged with him? He'd never mistreat her like that asshole did. If she had just gone out with him, none of this would have happened.

"Fine. Whatever. Let's go to Feliks' house. It's not like I care!" He shouted.

Why was he angry at her? She felt like crying again. Damn it! When did she become such a cry-baby? She was grateful that Gilbert was helping her. She couldn't do this alone.

"I'm sorry," she whimpered.

He turned to look at her. She looked like she was going to cry again. He sighed. This wasn't like her at all. She wasn't this sensitive. Usually she'd really let him have it for talking to her like that.

"No, I'm sorry, " he apologized, "You've had a bad day and I'm just making it worse."

"Let's go," he said starting the car, "It's a long drive."

I'm actually really against PolandxHungary. (Poland belongs with Lithuania!) But it adds to Prussia's jealousy, so why not?