Alright! Here's another chapter of Devil's Heartbeat!

Here are the disclaimers that I missed from Ch. 1-3 but here it is:

~Hetalia belongs to the almighty Himaruya-sensei, and certainly not me. (Although I think that it's every Hetalian's dream xD)~

So um...the mid-term exams are (finally) here and I don't think I'll be posting a lot this week...please forgive my inactiveness! But I promise after this week(maybe a few more days...) that I'll be back to normal. I've decided to post every Friday, and as the Xmas holidays are coming I'll be posting WAYYY more :D. So thanks for the continuous support from everyone and I hope you'll enjoy this chapter!


June, 8th 1995

"Hey wait up!" cried Eliza as she bundled after Gilbert who was darting up an oak tree. She just started to learn German after her family moved from Budapest to work in Germany.

Then she met this rugged, messy albino boy who lived two blocks away from her new home and decided to climb the oak tree in his backyard together.

"Ha! Eliza can't climb trees!" taunted Gilbert as he reached for a branch.

Elizabeta frowned and pulled herself up on one of the oak's lower branches, "Shut up, Gil. I'm not as useless as you think."

Then Gilbert smirked, "I bet you can't do this- " then he flung himself onto a lower branch and hopped off safely onto the ground without a scratch.

"Hey! I just got up here," protested Eliza as she held tight onto her branch, "it's no fair!"

Then Gil lifted his head up to the stranded girl and burst into a fit of raspy laughter, "Oh Gott, just look at your face!"

Eliza growled and flung herself towards a lower branch, "See, I can also do-"then she tumbled off the branch with a gasp and landed right on Gil.

"Ow!"

"Get off!"

Gilbert shoved Eliza off and growled, "What were you thinking?! Now look what you've done, *Mutti's gonna kill me for ruining my clothes again! "

Eliza ignored him and brushed off the dirt and leaves from her shirt and rubbed her elbow, "I think I got a scrape."

"Does it hurt?"

Then she frowned as she looked back at the bedraggled boy, "Since when do you care?"

"Since now."

Elizabeta tilted her head confusedly and shrugged it off as she followed Gilbert back to his house.

What a weird guy...

January 25, 2008

Gilbert jolted awake as the wretched alarm clock gave a shrill ring.

10:46 am

Shit!

He practically jumped off the bed and sped off to get dressed after checking the time.

He was supposed to meet his professor at school ten minutes ago, and it takes another ten minutes to walk to school from his tiny apartment. He quickly pulled on a random jumper to wear underneath his black jacket and some jeans to match. Then he grabbed his slingbag and tumbled out of his apartment door.

Gilbert bursted out of the building and sped for the university, cursing along the way as he bumped into people who weren't pleased with his thrashing about right in the morning.

After arriving at campus, he took the lift up to the teacher's quarters and found Professor Vargas waiting for him in the common lounge of the teacher's room with a mug of coffee.

He was the grandfather of Ludwig's friend Feliciano, and pretty much one of the nicest and laid back teachers of history, surely he won't yell at him like the other teachers always do.

"Sorry I'm late, Prof," said Gilbert as he tried to regain his breath and composure, "what's up?"

The professor put down his mug and picked up some papers next to him, "Ah ciao, Gilbert...I don't want you to be left out of class, so how about you take as much time as you need and finish these reports for me. Just some quick research will do. There's no rush, but just do your best, 'kay?"

Gilbert took the papers from his hand hesitantly and nodded,"Ja...uh... whatever, "then he added with a slight frown,"it's not like any good grades will do me any good later on. I'll be dead by the time people start worrying about their jobs and that money shit."

The professor ignored his rant and gave a sad smile, "Aw Gil, don't be so hard on yourself, " then he laughed and patted him affectionately on the back, "just live those years to the fullest, kid."

Professor Vargas was almost sixty years old, but he still had youth in him, and he wasn't cranky like the other old professors. He was also the wise old friend whom Gilbert respected since he applied for this school.

His brother was a mere genius who skipped grades while he was struggling to pass his tests. Most teachers will just give him a lecture about working hard, but Vargas just told him to smile on and enjoy the last few years of his life.

Gilbert smiled,"*Danke ,Prof."

Vargas laughed, "No sweat kid," then he added with a wink, "That brunette with green eyes, better catch her before it's too late."

"W-what?"

Before Gil could react, the professor picked up his coffee mug from the glass table and went inside the staff quarters with a dismissive wave of his hand.

Gilbert stared after him blankly, shaking his head as he pressed the button for the lift.

What the hell.

The metal doors of the lift swished open and he stepped inside, stuffing the papers into his sling bag.

The metal doors opened again and Gilbert walked out, deciding to head home for another nap.

It was a nice day in the sunny patches of the campus's yard. The air was still chilly but it was just about right.

"Hey Gil!"

Gilbert turned around and saw Elizabeta Hedervary running after him.

"U-uh hey Liz. *Guten tag."

Eliza tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, "So...why are you here today?"

Gilbert scratched his head, "Ah nothing...Vargas asked me to finish some papers."

"You mean the mid-term assignment?" asked Eliza as she tilted her head, her green eyes round with curiosity, "I thought those'll be due two months later...I haven't even got mine."

"Ah, Vargas just wanted me to do something except lie around all day at home. I usually procrastinate until it's the last week or so, but those damned health checkups are just killing me."

"Oh..."Eliza nodded as she looked away awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

"Sorry for ranting, "Gilbert quickly apologized as he added,"wanna hang around in the park?"

Eliza's eyes widened, "That's rare of you, it's been so long since we've done something together."

"Yeah, it's been/ too /long since you've acted like the Eliza I know." Gilbert added with a slight frown.

Eliza frowned as well, "Excuse me, but is there anything wrong with my behavior? "

"Oh come on Liz, I've known you for sixteen years and you're telling me you haven't changed?" He tugged at his hair frustratingly as he spoke with an edge of annoyance and sarcasm, "You've been acting just like that dainty aristocrat ever since you've met him. And you're divorced, for Gott's sake!" Gilbert scoffed.

Elizabeth pouted, "I just wanted to chat, there's no need to lose your temper."

"*Ja... whatever. Let's just go. "Gilbert shrugged and walked down to the snowy white park sitting emptily at the edge of the NYU campus.

Gilbert spotted a small park at first sight and dashed up the monkey bars, "Hey Eliza, too dainty to join me?"

Elizabeta heaved a sigh, "Oh please, Gilbert. Do you really think I'm that useless? "

"Ja."

Growling, Eliza climbed up the monkey bars despite her dress and yelled, "Shit! These bars are fricken freezing!"

"Heh. Only wusses bail out because of the cold, stupid Eliza."

"F-fine!"

Then the two hung there like idiots until Gilbert finally gave up and fell on the padded floor.

"C-crap!"

Eliza let go and landed smoothly, then sat beside Gilbert, "Too old for monkey bars?"

"Shut up."

Eliza began to giggle, "Oh God you're so funny, Gil."

Frowning, Gilbert looked away. He'd beaten Eliza every time at monkey bars back then.

Then Elizabeta caught sight of Gilbert's sweater, "Hey, you wore it!"

"Wear what?"

"The sweater I gave to you for your birthday, dummkopf!"Laughed Elizabeta as she shoved Gilbert into the snow.

"I just threw on anything I could find, and it's not frickin' warm enough for this crazy shit weather! I'm freezing my ass off! "Complained Gilbert as he stood up and brushed the snowy powder from his trousers.

Eliza looked at Gil, "Hey, wanna come over to my house? Bella made hot chocolate. It's Belgian chocolate, by the way. It's dangerously good."

Gilbert raised a brow, "For real?"

Eliza got up and grinned mischievously, "Well, better hurry up before I chug all that down!"

"H-hey wait!"

The frosty sun shone meekly through the clouds as sunlight scattered onto the concrete, dappling the faces of the two as they chased each other down the streets of the frozen New York. Only the crunching of snow under the feet of two young idiots can be heard along with their yelling and shouting.

Eliza turned around and smiled as she glanced at Gilbert trying to catch up a few feet behind her, puffing little white clouds of vapor.

Just like the old days, Gil.


Yayy...finally some PruHun! The next chapter is finally gunna have some GerIta and I'm thinking...USUK? xD

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