This is the second chapter to Once Upon A Hetalia. And again, let me know If you see any errors and anything helpful to improve my writing will work and will be greatly appreciated! OMG I got reviews thank you so much! This makes me very happy.
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"Do you see anything you like?" asked a albino male. He stood calmly and presently as his red eyes scanned the place. "Haha for little peasants they sure do have some money on them! I mean look at their clothes!" He watched as local villagers waltzed through the dance floor casually switching partners as If they had rehearsed it a hundred times. Although you could not see their faces, they were covered with a mask. Of course with the theme being 'masquerade'. The orchestra played elegant classical music in which everyone seemed to enjoy everyone was having a marvelous time, well almost everyone. "Come on Antonio cheer up! This is for you!" he cried out in exasperation. Man, was it always this tiring to cheer someone up?
"...." The boy known as Antonio sat quietly on his thrown, his green orbs looked dazed as he watched his people have the time of their lives. If only he could be that happy.
Was someone speaking to him? He turned breaking his gaze "Were you saying something Gilbert?" His albino friend's eyes widened "Are you kidding me right now!" He asked incredulously. He let out a string of curse words in German before disappearing behind a curtain.
What was the point of being a prince? If you couldn't tell the difference between whom your real friends were and who were just the fakes, who loved you for you, from who loved you because they knew you had money.
And then their was the one person who loved you and didn't care who you were, what you were, and didn't care in world how rich, poor, ugly, beautiful etc. The only thing they cared about was, how the person was on the inside.
If only he was that lucky.
"Francis have you made any arrangements?" asked Roderich as he elegantly placed a mask in front of his face as he watched with slight interest as the 'pathetic peasants' as he put it, danced the night away.
Francis chuckled "sorry, but everyone has to meet one on one with the prince when It is respectively their own turn." Francis put on his mask "every has to wait their turn and besides you are not the first person to ask me that same question everyone wants the prince but only one will win his heart" Francis paused at seeing Roderich's frown "but, may I ask where is your son?" Francis took a glance in the crowd and failed, Roderich pointed, "over their with that young girl" Francis nodded "he seems to be enjoying himself" Roderich shrugged "he would be happier If he were with the prince. I see the prince and he seems lonely, my little Feliciano would make him very happy". Francis gave him a side-glance before sighing, "I think I need something to drink would you excuse me?"
"You're excused"
Francis disappeared from sight, and to be honest being a long time friend of the dear prince, he has never seen him ever truly he had even some doubts. Would someone ever truly make him happy?
"Look, look how depress our dear friend is!" it was Gilbert once again, but It looked like he had brought some company. "Francis you date many people tell our little Antonio love is only a game!" Gilbert had returned to where Antonio sat on his throne, looking very upset.
Francis smiled settling himself on Antonio. He carelessly draped his arms around the man, he smelled like vine. "A-Anton- uhh…oh right, right Antonio my friend love is nothing, but a senseless emotion that's brings joy and pleasure that courses through the veins! Until you burst with excitement!!" Francis threw his hands in the air causing him to lose his balance and fall into the ground.
Antonio stared concerned written all over his face "Francis are you okay!?" Gilbert laughed, "He's drunk, but he knows what he's taking about!" Gilbert clapped his hands in mockery "but he sure as hell knows how to tell a story I'll tell you that. So what is the point of throwing some lame party to pick someone to be your lover?" Antonio smiled weakly as Gilbert continued "who needs love right? Marriage is for losers! You need to man up Antonio! Forget about this love fantasy of yours and just-"
"Now, Gilbert don't hurt the poor guy" It was Francis who seemed to be having some difficultly standing up. Gilbert waved him off "I mean come on Antonio just look at me I am to awesome or what?" Antonio sighed and stood up chucking a bit "So we were talking about you huh?" Gilbert stopped and flushed red. Francis laughed. (Or what it sounded like). "Ahaha look at him he's blushing like a girl! Of course your love life never works out Gilbert so don't take it out on our prince will you?"
"S-shut up!"
Prince Antonio left the two to settle their differences. All he needed was fresh air. It wasn't good to sulk about something especially when your people are around. It will upset them.
They usually see him happy and cheerful giving to the poor even If It meant being poor himself. (Which got him in much trouble with his parents). He had gotten used to having everything handed to him on a sliver platter. Girls fond over him and claimed that they loved him, but he knew It was only in their imagination. Their mothers hungrily planting a seed in their minds, constantly telling them false fairytales that the prince will fall for them. He wasn't a selfish man so why was It when he wanted something so bad, like true love, something he couldn't have for once.
He removed his mask and took a deep breath. It felt nice, just letting the breeze enter his lungs. The wind rustled through his hair, as his eye's brightened. He was overlooking his kingdom, well almost. No love, no kingdom was what his parents would always say. He sighed, slightly leaning over the balcony, cupping his cheek with the palm of his hand. A voice broke his thoughts making him jump slightly.
"Ah excuse me, my dear prince" It was Roderich, "It seems I have taken a wrong turn" he bowed. Prince Antonio smiled "were you looking for something". Roderich mirrored his smile, but his seemed more mischievous and menacing. "No, but since you mentioned I would like to speak with you my prince"
"Is that so?" Antonio turned waiting for the man to speak.
"I know the meeting with your bachelorette's and bachelors will not be starting within an hour or so…"
"Yes that is correct"
"I was wondering If you would so early consider my child as one of your candidates?"
It was always the same thing with people everyone always wanted some private time with the prince. Couldn't they all just wait their turns? Roderich was at least the 10th person that had accidentally 'taken a wrong turn'
Antonio glanced behind Roderich and saw no one. "Where is your child?"
Roderich's eyes glinted at that "Here is right he, my dear would you come out please?"
A young boy who's face was hidden behind a mask came out from indoors and shyly hid away behind his father, bowing slightly "I-it's n-nice to meet you" Antonio's eyes settled on the boy's curl and how it obnoxiously stood out of place. He liked It. "It's a pleasure to meet you" he bowed in return. "How are you this evening?" the boy asked regaining his composure. The prince gave one of his charming smiles and answered with a "I'm doing rather well are you enjoying yourself?" The boy nodded. Antonio couldn't get over the fact of how big and brown his eyes were. They were the most beautiful things he had ever seen. He walked closer "your eyes are-" he let his sentence fall as he looked closer he noticed that the boy's eyes were full of…sadness. "Are…."
"AHHH!!!!" a scream broke through the halls that even the three heard it from outside. There seemed to be a commotion going from inside the castle. Antonio sprinted into a run.
He barely heard Roderich called for him yelling something about It being 'nothing'.
Nothing? How could he say something like that? It was his palace, his people, and If anything was going on he would know. If someone got hurt he would be the first one there, these were his people in his home tonight, they should feel like they were in the world's safest place.
The scream sounded like it had come from the ballroom. Of course. Antonio burst in through the doors and immediately was covered by his guards. He waved them off and they dispersed. He walked towards a crowd of people who seemed to be circling something or someone. His people immediately bowed deeply at his presences.
"What is going on?" He called out to no one in particular.
"It's about damn time you got here!" Gilbert shouted.
The scene that caused such a uproar was nothing, but a mere cat fight. Two young women, one who was being held down by Gilbert and the other one who was crying was being held by Francis. "What happened?" asked Antonio concerned for the safety of his people.
The girl being held down by Gilbert snapped "She tried to steal my husband!" she accused pointing at the other angrily.
The woman that was crying continued doing so as she rubbed her hair. Which you can tell was pulled violently. "No, I didn't" she sniffled "I was dancing when we switched partners you pulled my hair!"
"You little cheating-" the angry woman was cut off by another voice.
"Please Natalia your m-making a scene" The woman named Natalia turned towards her husband who looked very afraid of her "Shut Ivan!" Ivan remained quiet.
"That's enough, please" said Antonio "I see that it was just an accident that's all" Antonio nodded towards Gilbert signaling that It was safe to let go of Natalia. He did.
"Can't we just enjoy ourselves?" he announced, everyone nodded. Francis let go and the girl that had been crying and Antonio gave her a apologetic smile "I'm sorry, how can I make it up to you?" The girl shook her head to embarrass that the prince was even speaking to her.
Antonio looked at the orchestra's conductor and nodded. They had stopped playing even since the little spill. They once again began to play. "May I have this dance?" He bowed towards the girl before taking her hand.
"y-yes" the girl answered. Antonio smiled as the two took the dance floor and slowly everyone else joined in. "May I ask what your name is?"
They twirled.
"Yuki, your highness" he nodded "what a lovely name" Yuki blushed, but she was feeling a bit uneasy she could feel the jealously most of the girl's were throwing at her. Oh how they envied her. The two waltz until the song had ended and everyone clapped. Antonio lightly kissed Yuki's hand "the pleasure was mine" he quietly said enough for her to hear.
She was lost for words, until the music started up again and she had switched partners.
Antonio then quietly slipped out among from his people. He had forgotten his mask back on the balcony. He slowly walked up the steps, down the hall and out to the balcony.
The masked was still there untouched. He picked it up and placed it back on. Roderich and his son were gone and he was slightly disappointed the boy had really caught his interest. There was just something about him.
He looked down below to see a man well a young boy walking away. Antonio squinted to see who it was. He couldn't tell, but why was he leaving? As he tried to get a better view Antonio noticed something he could spot a thousand miles away. It was that curl! But this time it was located in a different position. Did he change it? Antonio called down "Hey! Leaving so soon!?"
To be continued……
Yay finished! So how do you like it huh? Reviews are loved! As you can see there is no Lovino here in this chapter, but he will be in the next one. I guess you can already tell who our dear prince is shouting out to eh? Hehe next chapter will be out tomorrow? Or Friday. Either one I hope you enjoyed and If you didn't I'm sorry!! I'll try better next time! 33