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Please enjoy this new update of this fanfiction! Thanks for waiting!
Chapter Warnings: AU, human named used, gender bending, and slight curse words.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HETALIA OR THE MOVIE!
*~Characters Appearing~*
Female Canada as Madeline Williams Kirkland or Maddie
Female America as Amelia Jones Kirkland
Female France as Francine Bonnefoy
Prussia as Gilbert Beilscmidt
"Amelia! I don't mind you playing, but please not on top of the chairs eh?" Madeline called out as she stood on her tip toes to place a pair emerald flats into a display case.
It was already a month after Madeline found out about Arthur's affair. She took matters into her own hands and left the house with Amelia along with enough money to buy a small apartment.
She quit her old job and was now beginning a new job as a real estate agent for a new apartment building that was under construction. She was to meet the person in charge of the interior design today, but she had enough time to unpack the rest of her shoe collection.
Her daughter hurried into the room with her blanket around her shoulders, "Lookie! I'm a hero!" Madeline laughed gently as she moved away from her shoe displays and went towards the chair under the ceiling fan where she began to place in some new light bulbs, "Careful honey."
"Mommy is it still broken?" Madeline looked at the three bulbs she had replaced and studied them to be sure they were secured tightly into their sockets, "I don't know. Honey why don't you turn on the light switch so we can see eh?" Amelia dashed towards the light switch and flicked it on and stared up as Madeline glared up at the lights. The lights brightly shined right into her eyes, but she noticed how one right over her kept flickering.
Amelia also stared at that light as it kept flickering on and off. She began to speak to Amelia to turn off the lights until she heard a loud pop above her and a scream.
"Honesty," Francine Bonnefoy told Madeline as she looked at her friend's eye, "Madeline must you always be so careless mon cherie..." Madeline grunted softly as her friend took some cover up around her black eye, "I-It wasn't my fault..."
Francine was Madeline's best friend, they've known each since their childhood. When Francine heard about Madeline's move to New York her French friend moved as well and worked as a make-up artist for the celebrities and in a local department store. As soon as she heard of Madeline's sudden move away from Arthur she demanded to hear from her at that instant, but didn't except her friend to show up with a black eye that resulted from an exploded light bulb.
Seeing her Canadian friend sporting an eye patch, Francine removed it and began to cover the dark bruise with make-up to disguise it. "I can't stand seeing you like this mon cherie! What if you have to remove that ugly thing and people see this?" her friend exclaimed as she began to cover it.
Her best friend sighed as she watched the Canadian place the eye path over her eye, "The doctor said I won't be able to see for three weeks...It's bad enough I can barely see without my glasses. And I hate my contacts..."
"Stop complaining," Francine told her as she rearranged the eye shadows on her counter, "You have beautiful violet eyes! You mustn't hide them! Show them off! Look at me, I enjoy showing off myself for all my lovers no?" Madeline studied her friend, "Well...That's because you're not married anyway."
Francine huffed as she placed a strand of blonde hair behind her eyes while adjusting the small purple shoulder cape she graced on her shoulders, "Well, I'm happy. Women as beautiful and successsful as moi should stay single and free."
Madeline sighed as she fiddled with her wedding ring, "Marriage isn't that bad Francine..." Francine huffed as she looked at her friend's left ring finger, "Why do you still have that thing? That bastrad cheated on you and he-"
"He's also Amelia's father. Don't you dare speak of him like that," Madeline snapped as she leaned back on the chair, "Don't talk about that bastrad in front of me." Francine scoffed and smirked as she sat down in the chair across from Madeline as her friend gave her a playful smile, "English men are such pigs oui? Why on earth did you marry him? I told you a lot about how I didn't trust him." Madeline shrugged as she took the ring off and studied it.
It was a simple gold band, no diamond or pretty gem. Arthur always insisted that simple things always looked good on Madeline, "How much do you think I can get just to pawn it off?"
"Seriously?" Francine scoffed as she drank her coffee, "For that junk, maybe twenty dollars. Seeing as how that brute treated you." Madeline made a grim smile as she slipped the ring into her purse, "Yeah...Maybe if I kept staying with him it'd rust off my finger." Francine bit her lip as she watched her friend sigh again and stand up, "Where are you going now?"
"I got a job handling the new apartment building that's being remodeled," Madeline told her, "You know, the one that used to be a big company's headquarters before they got shut down. I'm going to meet with the interior designer today to see how long it will take before I start asking people if they need apartments."
"You're barely noticed anyway back at your old job mon amie, why do you think your new one will be as good?" Madeline sighed as she took a sip of her friend's coffee only to get a look of disgust on her face, "Seriously Francine? No sugar?" Francine shrugged as she stood up, "It is the latest to drink such coffee without sugar." Madeline groaned as she tried to swallow the bitter taste, "At least I'll get paid a lot more though. Besides, I took classes on business and speech. I'll be fine."
"If you say so," Francine sighed as Madeline began to collect her purse off the counter, "Oh, by the way...That apartment you recently moved in."
"What about it?"
"Doesn't it seem cramped?" Madeline glared at her friend before answering, "It's enough for two people and that's all."
Madeline stepped out of the elevator and stared in shock at the hallway.
She just arrived to the newly built apartment and was surprised at how messy the place looked inside. Outside the apartment looked very clean and new, but inside was as if one stepped into the remains of a hurricane running through. "Hello?" she called out as she carefully stepped over a fallen plank of wood, "Is anyone here?"
"Hold on a sec!" a male voice called out as she came close to a large open space, the room was had scattered bits of cement pieces and electrical wires came out of the walls. A man turned to her from a corner of the wall on her right and stood up, "Hey, you the real estate agent after we finish this place?"
The man was a lot younger then her, maybe by a year or two. He had pure white hair and bright red eyes, making her question if he was an albanio as she noticed his really pure white skin. He wore faded black jeans that had white dust at the knees and he wore a black tank top under an dirty paint covered shirt. He looked like he was painting a bit of the wall before she came in. He gave her a frown, "Hey did you hear me?"
"H-Huh yeah," Madeline shyly replied as she held out her hand, "My name's Madeline Williams."
"The name's Gilbert Beilscmidt," the man shook her hand, "So Maddie, oh is it okay I call you that?" Madeline nodded as she glanced around the mess, "Now before you get mad at me about the place let me just say the guys who remodeled told me they would clean up when I got here, but they didn't. I didn't do anything."
Madeline smiled a little before nodding, "I believe you, but how long will it take for you and your team to get the inside ready before my department starts making me sell apartments here?"
Gilbert let out a little sound as he scratched his head, "Well..Maybe three weeks? Who knows. I can't seem to get a good vibe on what to do..."
"A good vibe?" Gilbert grinned, "You know? A feeling of how the place should look like?" Madeline shook her head as he laughed, "Well it might take a long while so don't hold your breath...Hey what happened to your eye?" Madeline blushed and shyly covered her eye patch, "Uh...A light bulb exploded in my face at my new apartment..."
"Didn't your husband-"
"We're separated," Madeline bluntly spoke, "He and I...Well, I left him. We're not together anymore." Gilbert blinked as he stared at her, "Oh okay...So anyway, just stop by whenever you want and I'll keep you posted on the progress we get okay Maddie?" Madeline nodded as she took in the room one last time before letting her gaze linger on the small part of the wall Gilbert was working on before she came, "What's that suppose to be anyway?"
Gilbert looked at the wall and let out a short chuckle, "Oh that's the Prussian coat of arms, pretty cool huh?"
"Prussian? Isn't that German though eh?" Gilbert smiled as he followed her as she walked towards the elevator, "Yeah, but anyway come by sometime okay? Maybe we can get some coffee or something?" Madeline blushed a little as Gilbert pushed the button for the elevator for her, "Are you...Asking me out or something?" Gilbert smirked, "What if I am?"
Something in Madeline fluttered a little as she looked up at Gilbert's red eyes, "I-I have a daughter I need to pick up now." She stepped onto the elevator quickly before Gilbert could speak or notice the bright red blush that exploded onto her cheeks.
Madeline couldn't forget the smirk on Gilbert's face as she sat on the train, "What on earth was he thinking?"
She looked up at the window across from her as she stared at her reflection. She was a very attractive woman still and she had a slim figure still after giving birth to just one child. Francine made fun of her sometimes of how her oval face had slight hints of being a baby face and how she looked no older then a nineteen year old. She pouted slightly wondering how her best friend would react if she told her that the interior designer was hitting on her.
"She'd most likely yell at me for not taking the chance..." She glanced down at her wedding ring and sighed before flinging it back into her purse, maybe a part of her was still in love with Arthur? Maybe that's why she didn't try to flirt back with the albanio.
Her mind recalled Anita and she shuddered, no. She couldn't still be in love with Arthur after that...
The train made a sharp turn causing the lights of the car to flicker a little. Madeline sighed and looked down towards the end of the car and blinked. In the small corner of the car, was a pair of bright red shoes. She glanced around confused wondering if someone in the car left them. There was only her and three business men who were busy reading the newspaper or talking softly on their cell phones.
Carefully Madeline made her way to the shoes and picked them up. The shoes were a bright red color like a ruby and the material they were made of felt like silk as she studied them closely. The heels weren't so high and were a reasonable two inches that allowed anyone to gain some height without breaking their ankle if they tripped.
She glanced around the car one more time to see if they belonged to anyone. Well...They were very pretty...
Without a second thought, Madeline shoved the shoes into her purse just as her stop came up. She failed to notice the large pool of blood that was on the floor from where the shoes once stood.
To be continued...
