Author's Note:Keep reading and you shall be rewarded with more chapters! Can I be rewarded with reviews, recommendations, and favs? You'll get a chapter dedication for it! This chapter is for fullmetalbob! Thank you guys very much for following me up until now! I decided that this will be a long fanfic if you guys are okay with that. Feel free to request future scenes! I DO NOT OWN HETALIA!
Elizaveta could not get back to sleep after Roderich left her room. She placed a small hand at her chest to feel her heartbeat, in anguish, to burst through the flesh that blocked it's path. Tears began streaming down her flushed cheeks in torment. And suddenly, she began gasping for air. Anne, who was walking down the hallway to her own room, heard Elizaveta's panicking and crashed in. She began to stroke the frightened teenager's back to relieve the stress and the panic attack that had taken over her. She brought Elizaveta into a warm embrace and began to hum a soft lullaby as sleep took her once again. Anne laid her down against the sheets, beside Feliciano and walked out to her own room to sleep.
The next morning, Elizaveta sprung up and quickly lifted the blinds that shielded the window and the harsh light. And to her dismay, she learned that everything that happened last night was true as she was met with metal bars. Her eyes widened at the cruel sight and ran out of her room to find the culprit in charge of it. An arm met Elizaveta's chest to stop her. She turned to see Mary standing before her.
"It'll be okay! Hey, could you give me a hand with something later after the master has his breakfast?" Mary asked.
"Sure. I'd love to help! Right now I have to go find that ass who barred my window!" Elizaveta replied.
"It was the king! Are you really going to hit the king? You will be sent to the guillotine's as fast as you throw a punch!" She stopped trying to run against her friends arm and hugged her, in tears. Mary began stroking her hair, trying to calm her down. "I know what can make you happy! How would you like a coming out for your eighteenth birthday party?"
"What's that?" Elizaveta asked, brushing the tears from her eyes.
"Not only does it celebrate you becoming a young adult, but also welcomes you to the world and the single gentlemen!"
"Roderich would never allow it..."
"I will run it by his father. If we go straight to his majesty on the subject, he might allow it!"
"Might is the keyword here, Mary! If you were to ask him, let me know. I must deliver the prince his breakfast!"
"Anne is already on it and I shall do the windows. You can do the floor of the east wing."
Elizaveta nodded and began working on it. The east wing was on the opposite side of the palace of Roderich's room. She was happy with that choice because any closer she got to him, she'd knock him senseless. When she began working, she noticed that it wasn't too dirty at all. She looked out yonder, through the enchanting glass windows on the wall closest to her to see Roderich setting out two enormous buckets that could fit people in it. It was similar to the size of a child's pool. What the hell is he up to? And why is he even doing work that doesn't include him? He set four normal sized buckets by the original buckets and walked away. 'I must ask Anne how she managed to get Roderich off his ass to work for someone else other than his own,' Elizaveta thought, as she continued to work.
Outside, Roderich was remembering a conversation he had with Feliciano's grandfather when he was younger.
"Excuse me... What do guys do when they like someone?" Roderich asked, tugging on his sleeve to get his attention.
"Well gifts, I suppose. Like flowers, chocolates, hugs, kisses. And my personal favorite is to play them a little song! Do you like someone, Roddy?"
"Yes. I like my fiancee!" he replied with a cheeky smile.
Feliciano's grandfather rolled his eyes and they continued with their day. Elizaveta was done work and ran outside to find two big baskets by the buckets filled with grapes. Two buckets were side by side on a small platform. The other two buckets were underneath the platform. What would they be doing? She took one of the baskets and poured all the grapes into one and did it again with the other. Mary was by her side shortly and raised her dress before tying it in place. The skirt was hitched at the middle of her thighs and she helped Elizaveta with the same thing.
"What we will be doing is stomping grapes for wine! So you will be standing in this bucket and I will be in this one," Mary informed the young lady before climbing in.
At first, Elizaveta stared curiously at the woman stomping grapes for about a minute before a smile reached her lips. This reminded her of her home in Hungary. She climbed in and began stomping around, practically dancing in the bucket, among the grapes. Back inside, a curious Roderich was watching from afar in his music room. He noticed someone making their way through the forest. He was concerned that it was Gilbert, and it was. Roderich pulled on the rope in the corner and Feliciano was in the room within the next minute.
"Si?" Feliciano asked.
"Do you see Elizaveta and Mary out there? How long will it take you to get there?"
"Umm... About a minute."
"Go tell Elizaveta I need to speak with her! Get there as fast as you can!"
Feliciano ran out of the room and Roderich began playing his violin, looking out the window. And sure enough, the little Italian did not lie. But Elizaveta didn't listen to him. She raised him over her head and placed Feliciano in the bucket with her and began dancing. In rage, Roderich slammed the bow onto the floor as Gilbert began closing in on the three people who weren't aware.
Back outside, Elizaveta heard footsteps begin walking towards them. "Mary, I apologize but I forgot there was something I have to do. I will send Anne to help you continue," she spoke.
"It's alright, Lizzy. You're already done!" Mary announced with a smile.
Elizaveta smiled back and walked off with Feliciano in her arms. She remembered about Roderich summoning her so she decided to venture through the mansion until she found the music room. Feliciano jumped out of her arms and continued running down the hall as Elizaveta walked through the enchanted doors. Roderich was standing before the grand piano, his hands gripping the edges with blood dripping from his knuckles.
"Roderich... I mean, my lord! What have you done?" Elizaveta asked, her hand meeting her chest.
"What the hell does it look like?" he replied, pointing to the hole and chipped glass in the window.
"What has gotten into you?" she scolded, taking his hand in hers to examine it. "Come with me!" she added, towing him to her bedroom to tend to his hand. She took out a pair of tweezers and went to touch his knuckles with it.
"Don't even think about it!" Roderich added.
"You are such an idiot. You have shards of glass in your hand. Now shut up and accept my treatment!"
"Lizzy, back off!" he responded, taking the tweezers from her hand as her face lit up and her eyes widened. He left the room in a quick stride as Elizaveta's face blushed at the sound of her nickname he gave her. A nickname he hasn't called her since they were kids.
Feliciano came running in with Anne behind him. "I talked to Roderich's father this morning! He has given permission to throw you a debutante!" Anne announced.
"I'm sorry, you will have to explain to me what a debutante is!" Elizaveta replied.
"It is where the single you celebrates your eighteenth birthday party among friends and flirt. And maybe even make a match! If it helps, Mary and I will help you!"
"Anne, in all seriousness, what am I going to wear?"
"We will go out and buy you something! Just promise you'll stay out of trouble and we'll call it even!"
"I'll try. But Anne, what if I'm in love with someone already?"
"Oh my gosh! Who? Tell me!"
She couldn't exactly say Roderich or Anne would've taken it as a joke. "Gilbert!" she lied.
"Oh my goodness! Elizaveta, you should go with someone more like you. Someone who isn't an enemy! If Roderich was a servant, I would tell you to go after him in a heartbeat! I see the way you look at him! Anyway, Mary and I have a few more tasks left to do before our shift is done. So stay out of trouble and I'll check on you soon!"
Anne was out of the room in a split second and that was when Elizaveta's reminiscing continued. Little Roderich placed his fingers along guitar strings and strum them one by one. Young Elizaveta, hearing the sounds coming from the hallway, walked into the room to see Roderich circling the instrument. An older Lizzy who was watching chuckled at the sight. She already knew how to play and she found it amusing. Lizzy touched Roderich's hands gently and he stared at the chibi girl before him before smiling. Elizaveta blushed at the sight. Lizzy's hands touched Roderich's and began showing him the proper way on how to do it. Even at such a young age, she still knew how to play. The memories began sinking a hole at the base of Elizaveta's heart, letting everything she ever loved about him leak out of her and fill with new memories of the present. Tears began streaming down her face as she was grasping her aching heart. She didn't know she was crying until she heard whimpering, and was surprised it was coming from her.
"Someone wake me up!" Elizaveta cried out, waking from her memories. Mary was hovering over her.
"Are you okay? I could hear you crying from the other corridor!" she asked.
Elizaveta couldn't find the words to reply but leaned into Mary's chest and began crying. "Mary, how can I let someone go when I love them so much?"
"You don't always have to! Elizaveta, who are you yearning for?"
She didn't want to risk Roderich listening in on their conversation so she lied to Mary too. "Gilbert! Being locked away from him kills me inside!"
"Excuse me?" a voice asked. Elizaveta looked over Mary's shoulder to see Roderich standing before them. She didn't say anything but sunk her face deeper into Mary's shoulder.
"Roderich, she is just in love. Don't you remember when you were in love?" Mary asked.
"What a ridiculous question. Of course not! Elizaveta, are you seriously in love with that man?" Elizaveta didn't reply but snuggled her face deeper into Mary's shoulder. "I don't believe this!" Roderich walked out of the room and Elizaveta broke into deeper sobs.
"I'm sorry, Mary!"
"For what, Lizzy?"
"I lied to Anne, Roderich, and you."
"About what?"
"I'm not in love with Gilbert!" Elizaveta shouted as she continued to cry away her desires for someone she can't have.