Warning- not historically accurate.

Turkey- I like Romano.

France- I'm a perv

Japan- Improper!

Romano- I WILL KILL YOU!

Antonio- Lovi relax. And HetaliaShadow does not own Hetalia.

Falke- When me and Onee-Chan Nightray take over the world with the mafias of various countries, perhaps we will.

Chapter 5

Prussia ran, faster than he had before, to catch up to the retreating Brit. Arthur ran outside and towards a forested park. Gilbert ran using his entire stride to catch him. Arthur darted across the street and Gilbert followed, nearly being hit by several carriages. Arthur began to pant and tire. That's when Gilbert caught up to him and tackled him, but made sure he landed on the bottom so Arthur wouldn't be hurt.

"Let go of me you git!" Arthur yelled tears on his face.

Gilbert held back a groan; he had slid and cut his back on a rock.

Arthur punched him trying to escape "Let go!"

Gilbert sat up holding Arthur to him. "No Arthur! I will never let you go!" Gilbert yelled starting to cry.

Arthur stopped struggling. Gilbert never cried, ever.

"Why did you help America? Did you want him to be free?" Arthur asked biting his lip and looking away.

"You think I'd hurt you like that? Not like I had a choice in the matter. That was all my bosses doing. But being here, here with you, this is my doing." Gilbert said.

"So you're not playing me?" Arthur asked.

"Hell no Artie!" Gilbert yelled.

Arthur now felt bad for over reacting, of course, he thought Gilbert wouldn't play him. What was he thinking? Gilbert didn't have a clean track record but he had shared some of his secrets with me. What have I done? Does he like me still? Did I mess up our chance? Arthur wanted to hit himself. He had Ben so stupid! But a question lingered in his mind.

He looked back to Gilbert, who had remained silent and had cried.

Arthur hugged him, he felt so bad now!

"P-Poland said he knew you liked me… is it true?" he asked.

Gilbert yelped, not only did the question surprise him Arthur had hugged him, touching his new cut.

Arthur pulled away, his hand was bloody.

"Gilbert! What happened?"

"When I jumped to tackle you I made sure I landed on the round and it cut my back on landing." Gilbert answered hoping he could avoid the sudden question.

Arthur stood up and looked at Gilbert back; he ran a finger down the length of the scrap causing Gilbert to shudder. Arthur smiled.

"Come on we need to go clean that cut." Arthur said pulling Gilbert to his feet.

"Nein, it's not that bad. And… are you still mad?" Gilbert asked.

"You can't even see it! And no, I'm not… if you aren't…" Arthur said.

"No, I'm not Artie." Gilbert said relived "And no I can't see it." Gilbert said turning to face Arthur Why would I be mad at him and why would he care? Gilbert wondered.

They were the same height so Gilbert's red eyes stared into Arthur's green ones.

"I can't see it, and I don't care. I'd rather see you and your face." Gilbert said.

Arthur wanted to yell, did Prussia actually like him? Wait he had asked.

"Gilbert… like Poland said, do you like me?" Arthur asked looking at Gilbert.

Gilbert blushed. Well what do I say to him? I don't just like him, I love him! Shit I need to think fast…

Gilbert looked at Arthur. "J-ja Arthur I do. I truly really do."

Arthur yelled happily and launched himself at Gilbert, who caught him.

"Gil, I like you to. And I'm real happy you didn't play me." Arthur said curling into Gil's chest. (A/N: (sorry couldnt resist) play me? what is he? a whore? _0nee-chan)

Gil hugged him back and sighed inwardly. Well it's great he like me but does he love me? I should ask! No, it's not the right time… I need to wait for the right moment… I should know when it's right too…

It started to rain, the leaves kept them a little dry but soon it started to down pour.

"We should get back to our room." Gilbert said.

Arthur picked his head up. "Only if a pissed of Poland is gone, he nearly ruined everything!" Arthur spat.

"Uh, ruined what?" Gil asked his heart skipping a beat; did Arthur love him and want a relationship? Is that why he asked if I was mad since he thought I was a player?

Damn it! I said that out loud! Arthur cursed in his head.

"Nothing Gil. We need to clean that cut on your back." Arthur said.

Gilbert's heart fell. That's what I get for being hopeful.

They walked into the hotel and went back to their room. No angry Poland around.

Gilbert was pushed into the bathroom and shoved onto the bath tub ledge, his feet in the tub.

"Take you shirt off." Arthur demanded getting the antiseptic.

Gilbert laughed "Want to see me shirtless that bed eh?" he said while doing so.

Yes, very badly. England thought.

Arthur winced at seeing all of Gilbert's scars. They were pretty hot, but he hated to think of the pain Gil felt. And the bloody streak on his back didn't help.

He hurt himself… for me… England thought. What does that mean? He wondered.

Gilbert hissed when the antiseptic hit his back. Arthur hugged him from behind, fingers grazing Gilbert's pale skin.

Gilbert loved the moment, it felt so right. And he was happy, his world was perfect. Arthur wasn't mad! And Arthur liking him was a step closer to loving him, so that wasn't bad.

Then Arthur's personal messenger arrived with a letter for him. He stepped back from Gil and opened it. Gilbert turned around and looked at Arthur.

"It's my boss…" Arthur frowned.

Gilbert was silent and Arthur's face fell and he looked close to tears as he read it.

When he put it down, Gilbert stood up and hugged him. "What is it Artie?"

"M-my boss. He says I-I need to fight." Arthur stuttered close to tears.

"Who?" Gilbert asked concerned.

"A-Alfred." Arthur said then braking down and sobbing into Gilbert's chest.

That was the moment Gilbert's and Arthur's worlds were completely broken and shattered. Like a wave on a broken shore.

Falke- Ha Onee-chan has something to write on! Btw yeah time fast forwards to 1812 now. If I left it at 1783 Onee-chan wouldn't have anything to write off of.

Prussia- I hate America.

America- But I'm the HERO!

Germany- Shut up I am doing paper work!

Hungary- Do you have some odd fetish with you paper work or something?

Italy- What's a fetish?

*awkward silence*

Hungary- Review and keep little Italy's mind clean. And it was Onee-chan's birthday yesterday to so be nice.

Hello, its me, Onee-chan, I magically appeared again. Just wanted to let you all know that I made it a tad bit more realistic by getting rid of the phone && cars -.-'
Anyway, Falke, learn how to spell Onee-chan, please