Okay I lied! This chapter is going to be around just Gilbert and Antonio! Sorry…

Ah, and sorry for not posting in like MONTHS! School really took over! And work… Now, I'm done with finals and such, and attending my friends' high school graduations. Also I had to get over crying, because my best friend felt for the mainland (People in Hawaii call the rest of the US the mainland) to go to college over there. I really miss her, but I'll see her within a year when I move back there. (Kansas \(^7^)/) Sorry again for being a slow poster! I'll do my best to keep posting!

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Antonio observed his friend curiously as they both sat in his living room in silence. His Prussian friend had entered his house and sat on his couch without announcing his arrival like he normally did. Spain walked down his spiral staircase and was going through some of his cabinets in the kitchen not knowing of the other presence in his home. He found some chips to munch on and went into the living room where he almost fell flat on his ass when he saw the white haired albino sitting there on his couch. Prussia was quite as his red eyes rose up to see his friend's surprised face. Spain had quickly changed his expression with a large grin and he took a seat in a comfy arm chair on the right from the couch. He was expecting Gilbert to burst out and say some random thing about something awesome. Yet, the forgotten country kept silent leaving the Spaniard to stare at him with curiosity. Antonio took a couple chips and stuffed them in his mouth as he continued to watch his friend. Prussia sat there with his eyes lowered, elbows on his knees with his fingers laced together, as he leaned forward looking worried. Spain swallowed and threw the bag of chips on the coffee table in front of him. Not even a blink of the eye from Gilbert. Antonio jumped up and sat next to his friend with a huge grin. "Hey, why are you so quite my friend?" Prussia shrugged slightly with no reply. Spain frowned and his cheery voice lowered to a soft one. "Gil… What's wrong?"

Prussia finally moved as he leaned back into the couch with a long depressing sigh. "I'm going to die."

"What?" Antonio's face dropped even more wondering what Prussia meant, and he hoped what he was thinking was not what his friend was meaning.

"I told West how I felt, and now I'm waiting for his answer."

"Oh…" Spain let out the air that he was holding in, but still felt off.

"I mean," Gilbert ran a hand through his hair as he grimaced, "I told him that I would give him time to give me an answer, but it's already been four weeks." He looked over at Spain with a pout. "I don't think I'll be able to last any longer." Spain stared back for a long moment wondering what he should say.

He smiled saying, "You should feel happy that he's giving it thought. He could've just said no."

Gilbert nodded slowly as he took what his friend gave him. "Yeah, I guess you're right." A smile spread across his face. "You always know what to say, Antonio." Prussia flung his arms around his friend squeezing him tightly. Antonio chuckled as he returned the hug.

"I'm always here for you my friend, but there is Francis you can turn to." Prussia grunted as he pulled away slightly to look at Spain. "What?"

"The last time I went to Francis for advice or some kind of 'wisdom'; he told me to fuck whoever I was having a problem with." Spain bit his lower lip as a giggle wanted to erupt from within. Gilbert pouted as his friend struggled with himself. Prussia rolled his eyes as he growled, "Oh go ahead you damned fucker." Antonio let out his held in laughter. He nuzzled his head into Prussia's chest as he continued to laugh and giggle. Again, Prussia rolled his eyes as he pushed the Spaniard away from him. "I don't see how hilarious this is."

"It's just." Spain gasped for air in between giggles. "That. It's so. Francis!" He rolled around on the couch till his laughter slowed to a stop. Antonio wiped tears away from his eyes and slapped Gilbert on the back. "I just can't believe you would go to him of all people for advice."

"And you're better?" Prussia raised a brow causing Spain to grin.

"At least I don't go telling you to screw every problem you run into."

"Okay…" Gilbert grinned back. "I guess you give a least some better advice then Francis."

"Some?" Antonio grunted, "Then why do you come back to me every time?"

Prussia sighed, "Fine, you are the greatest advice giver ever. Are you happy now?"

Spain grinned ear to ear. "Very."

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"So…" Spain added some spices to his famous 'Spanish Rice'. "What was Ludwig's reaction when you kissed him?" The two nations had ventured into the kitchen when Prussia complained that he was starving. Spain stood by the stove watching his rice while Gilbert ran off of what happened at the mall four weeks ago. Prussia slumped over the counter in the middle of the kitchen as he replied.

"It's really confusing… When I kissed him he… He kissed back. We held each other and held the kiss for a very long moment." Antonio's hand tensed on his spatula for a second.

"Really? Then what?"

"We let go and all he could do was stare at me with wide eyes." Gilbert sat up as his brow furrowed. "I couldn't tell if he was surprised, sickened, or confused; maybe all of those for what I know." He shrugged and went back half lying on the counter. Spain nodded as he stirred the rice around in the pan. The albino stared at his friend's back asking, "Have you ever kissed someone and get that kind of reaction?"

Antonio chuckled lightly, "Almost. I kissed Lovino once and at first he kissed back, but then when we let go…" Spain's smile twitched slightly. "He ended up ramming his head into my gut. I've been hit by bulls many times but Lovino's head-butts are the worst." Prussia cringed at the thought then he raised his brows.

"I didn't know you and Romano were a thing. Doesn't really surprise me though."

"We're not."

"Huh?" Gilbert sat up confused. Spain placed down the spatula he had and was silent. Prussia cocked his head to the side and asked, "What do you mean you two are not?"

Antonio turned slightly enough to look at his friend. "I fell in love with someone other than Lovino." Gilbert's heart pounded for a second as those green Spanish eyes met his red ones. "Besides," Spain smiled, "Lovino didn't like me to begin with." Prussia eyed the Spaniard carefully till his friend turned his attention back to the rice. Gilbert grinned slyly as he made his way to his friend's side.

"Who is it?"

"W-What?" Spain spluttered.

"Who's the guy you fell for?" Gilbert nudged the other with a huge grin. Spain looked away with a slight blush crossing his face.

"I-It's no one important." Prussia frowned and decided to not push any further. He shuffled back over to the counter and pulled out his phone. He quickly pushed a few buttons and held it up to his ear. Spain at this point wasn't paying attention to what the albino was doing. Though, he did start to listen when he heard Prussia start talking.

"Yo, Francis! No, I'm at Antonio's place right now. Yeah. Hey, I have a question." Antonio spun around. "Who's this guy Antonio has fallen for?" Spain quickly flung his spatula at the Prussian which hit true. Gilbert ended up tipping over and falling to the tile floor. "Fuck! Francis tell me now before I get murdered by this crazy Spaniard!" Antonio swiftly ran over and tackled the man on the floor wrestling with him for the phone. As the two men struggled; someone's finger pressed the button for the speaker phone.

"Well, if you want to know so bad…" Spain and Prussia continued to wrestle as France's voice rang out. "Antonio is in love with-"

"Got it!" Spain grabbed the phone and cut the line. A sigh of relief came from Antonio. He smiled and looked down at Prussia who he was currently sitting on. Prussia grunted in defeat which caused the other's smile to fade. "Gil… don't give me that look."

"Well, I wouldn't have to if you would just tell me who it is!" Prussia retorted. Spain sighed as he handed back Prussia's phone.

"I'm afraid to tell you."

"Oh come one! I want to know! I won't judge you any." Gilbert chuckled.

"Really?"

"Really."

"You promise?"

"Promise."

"Mmm…" Antonio bit his lower lip as he debated on tell him. "Can I show you instead of telling you?"

"Yeah sure, whatever floats your boat." Prussia shrugged. Spain nodded and eased down on the other. He slowly got closer and kissed Gilbert gently on the lips. He let go quickly with a frown. Prussia blinked with a slight blush. "W-Wha?"

"I fell in love with you, Gil…"

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MUHAHAHA! I'm leaving it at that! Because I'm evil! :D