It's late, stop leaving hate mail in my inbox already…jealous!Prussia is…what he already is -_- well, I'm writing this at 12:58 on a Saturday, as I did for Giripan, and hopefully it won't suck ass like it (- w -)/ GOOOO~! And, by the way, don't call me sexist because of this chapter, because I'M a LADY!

Usually, she didn't go this far, and Tia never said anything about his past relationships, but she did—and damn, did he ever regret telling her about those said past flings. But hey, wouldn't you tell a hot German chick if she had a hand on your—uhm…never mind…

Least to say, the stubborn albino woman had him pinned between the wall of her office and ridiculously terrifying crimson eyes, her laugh soft and mischievous as she whispered seductive words into his ear at such a low octave that God doesn't even want to know.

Well, he probably does...I mean, damn, the woman can talk like she's the human embodiment of sex. Which she probably is—you can't get become a CEO with just hard work if you're Tia. Though, knowing her, she probably did just that combined with her epic charisma out of spite.

Anyhow, the woman was by far acting far too assertive for her own well being, and men should never be pinned by their girlfriends—it was just going against the laws of masculinity. Either way, the woman was plotting something; it was obvious with the lurking deviousness in her crimson eyes…

The soft kisses she was placing on his jaw line was intoxicating, and her soft fingers trailed down to his tie, pulling it loose with the expertise only she could posses. A shaky sigh left his lips as she ran her lips over his, a devilish grin gracing impossibly coy features. He brought his hands from his shoulders to wrap around her waist, knowing the question coming next—

"So…Roderich…tell me about this Elizaveta bitch…" she murmured against his now exposed collar bone, her tongue peaking out to swipe against long since memorized sensitive spots. Immediately, in his opinion, the mood was broken. She was no longer alluring when she said this, just being…well, just being Tia.

A frustrated sigh left his lips as he tipped her head up, her confused eyes gently slipping closed when he layered his lips over hers. She whined when he pulled away, "Elizaveta was an old…acquaintance of mine—" he gently stroked her hair from the sound of indignation she made, "But, we've long since stopped depending on each other for…obvious reasons." He articulated slowly, waiting for the ever present slap to the face.

"Then why the fuck did she come at me with a goddamned frying pan when I entered your house!" She snapped, seemingly forgetting about the position the two held at the moment, her eyes flashing dangerously.

"Is she your staler ex-girlfriend! I mean, what the fuck, she may have been here first, but this is my territory now!" she growled, nipping his neck to punctuate her statement. He hissed at the pleasurable feeling, but bit her back for good measure. "Roddy…tell her to beat it, before I do it for you." She growled against the front of his throat, something dangerous lurking in her eyes.

He bit back a sigh—"Antonia Beilschmidt, there is no logical reason for you to depend on your Spanish friend's mafia-linked girlfriend." He said softly, brushing bangs out of her eyes. She grumbled something and pushed off of him, smashing the ringing phone on her desk in the process of seating herself. She pouted while mock-glaring at him. He fixed his shirt to the best of his abilities, and straightened his hair, turning around and leaving her office, a slight nagging feeling in the back of his head.

Later that day, after getting many stares from his co workers when he returned from his lunch break, he saw his smashed computer with a single, pale blue tie on the fizzing remnants with a noit reading—

"PRISSY BASTARD, YOU FORGOT THIS IN MY OFFICE. PS—CALLED ELIZAVETA, SHE'S A FUCKING WHORE-BAG :( -LOVE, TIA"

He felt his eye start twitching as he slowly crushed the letter in his hands, picking up the tie and heading to the elevator. Oh, she'll pay. She'll pay indeed.

*evil chuckle* so, uhhh…yeah XD please don't hate me for the late updates ; A ; by muse is a whore right now! And, believe me, I don't dislike Hungary D: ILU, ELIZAVETA BBY btw, changing my standards this time. Trying out three NEW couples instead of repeating the one in second place, and repeating the couples from past chapters! So, the couple's areeeee—

FrancexFem!Canada (look familiar..?)

LithuaniaxFem!Poland (I HAVE A REALLY GOOD OUTLINE FOR THIS :DDDD)

Man!BelarusxRussia crackfic yaoi option :D (I'm sorry, but for some people who've been following my TM KNOW who you are, and know you suggested it XD)