Chapter 3: Tell Me.
Anything else, anything else in the world could not have bothered him more. Ludwig was craving the answer. Afte a couple weeks, he was allowed to get up and walk around, at least with a boot on, but he still was not allowed upstairs and was forced to continue sleeping on the couch. He would of killed to have time to sleep in his own bed. His back was starting to hurt, and since he had refused Roderich's back massage, the pianist had called in a professional to do it for him. Austria sat there the entire time, as if afraid the lady might try something.
Germany ran his hand through his golden hair and sighed. Austria seemed even more distant than before, and he'd noticed that the Italian man had not been back around at all. He was starting to think that kiss may had been a farewell. He never questioned it though. He never really spoke to Austria at all.
The weeks went by all too quick for him. His leg was healed, he was allowed to go upstairs now and had spent most the day cleaning up the living room. Austria was in his room, packing the entire time. In a way, he kind of liked it, at least the man wasn't staring at him all day long. Though, even that had died down.
He frowned. "..Last chance.." He walked out of his room and down the hall to the spare room, knocking on the door. He heard a small reply of come in and opened the door. Austria was folding clothes and putting them in a suitcase. "...Look..Roderich..." The Austrian didn't look up. Germany moved over to sit on the bed, careful not to mess up Roderich's clothes. "...For...the time...you have been with me..." Those purple eyes continued to gaze down. "...You have been...staring at me..." Roderich's eyes closed. "..I vant to know why.." Roderich remained silent, still putting clothes into the suitcase. Ludwig stood up, "..Tell me why." It was a demand, not a question this time.
Roderich never looked up as he finally spoke. "...I never...never meant to stare...but each time I looked...I was lost...and only when you spoke...did I snap out of it.." Ludwig blinked. "..Look at me!" Those violet eyes found his blue ones and locked in. Germany pulled him close and kissed him, at first, Roderich had tensed, but then relaxed and started to kiss back. Germany broke the kiss after a minute. Roderich stepped back and looked down at his clothes, "..I have to finish...I leave today.." Germany only nodded and walked out of the room.
Hours later, he heard the door close, sitting in his work room. He hadn't encountered Austria again the rest of the day. He hung his head and tossed the chunk of wood aside. "...Mein Got...vat did I do..?"
AN: Sorry this chapter took so long to get up...BUT...THEY KISSED! Austria is kind of a prat...right? Comment..let me know what you think...Smut shall come next chapter.