~5~ PruAus

Red - Austria was always searching for that specific shade of red, the color he loved most, but he had yet to find it. The curtains hanging in his music room was of a crimson velvet, and although the shade was indeed beautiful, it was not the right one. This music room was not the main one, it was smaller and located in the far east corners of his mansion.

The piano bench's burgundy cushion was not the right shade either, nor was the maroon walls with their gold colored decorations. Not even the electric red of the Austrian flag held that perfect tinge. There was only one place where the musician had seen his favorite color.

"Wow, Specs. There's an awful lot of red in here."

Austria looked up at the white-haired ex-nation as he stomped into the room. He sighed and put his teacup back onto the small table.

"Hello to you too, Prussia"

"Aw, why so formal, Roddy?! When I'm nice enough to honor you with a visit from the awesome me!" He pouted, or pretended to, but the brunette could see the smug glint in the other's eyes. Oh, those eyes...

To be honest, Austria didn't really mind having Prussia around, especially not when he sat down beside him on the comfortable couch, sitting close, and flashing him a warm smile. Austria loved that smile, it was so different from Prussia's usual smirks and grins. This kind of smile was sincere and reserved only for him. And those beautiful red eyes... No matter how hard Austria had tried to find a name for that specific color or how hard he'd tried to recreate it, no other shade in the world could compare to that one. It was, after all, Austria's favorite color.

~6~ GerIta (AU)

Feliciano had been cleaning the attic when he'd found it. It was stuffed away at the very bottom of a dusty old drawer. The book was small and on the cover it was printed DIARY in big, black letters. The lithe Italian smiled to himself. He hadn't remembered about the diary until he'd accidentally found it just a moment ago, but now memories flooded back to him. He flipped through the first few pages, reading a line here and there, when a piece of paper fell to the floor. Curious, he picked it up. It was ripped out from a notebook and folded many times. When the note had been unfolded a carefully scribbled sentence could be read at the very top of the paper; "Do you like me?". Feliciano blinked.

"Oh."

It was the last semester of Junior High School, and Feliciano had come to a decision. He glanced to his left at the blonde German boy sitting beside him. He had been the Italian's crush for more that a year, and finally Feliciano had decided to try to do something about this unrequited love. He had nothing to lose, really. If Ludwig didn't like him back... well, he would be heartbroken and eternally embarrassed, of course, but there was only a few months left until they all would go separate ways. He would never see Ludwig again – just the thought made him want to cry – and perhaps then, in time, his broken heart would mend. They do say time heals all wounds, don't they?

His hands were shaking violently and his heart beat so loud he was sure everyone could hear it when he slipped the note to Ludwig. He did not dare to look at him, too afraid to see a look of disgust in the other's face. The constant ticking of the clock in the classroom melted together with the sound of his racing heart...

"Feli? Are you up here?"

Feliciano jumped as the voice interrupted his thoughts. He closed his old diary and put it back in the drawer, but forgot the note. He turned around to see a blonde man coming up the stairs. The brunette grinned widely.

"Are you hungry?", the other smiled back. "I've made dinner."

"Yay!" Feliciano gave him a big hug before running past him down to the kitchen. The blonde followed, turning of the lights and locking the attic before he left.

Abandoned on the floor lay the the unfolded note. Under "Do you like me?" one word was written with perfect handwriting. "Yes."

A/N: *dies of fluff* Gah, the sweetness gave me holes in my teeth while I wrote this... Anyway, two more drabbles, or more like really short oneshots since they are longer than what would normally count as a drabble.

I do not know anything about school systems outside of Sweden, so if I'm wrong somewhere, please feel free to correct me. Also, I have not edited this, so there may be some other mistakes somewhere... I will edit it. Some other time.

I am terribly sorry that I haven't posted anything for quite some time. I do have a finished PruAus oneshot – I'll just need to edit that one too. I also have an upcoming GerIta High School AU (I love High School AU's XD).

Well, see ya around!

/Taigalily