My Roommate is Roderick or Gilbert:

While Elizaveta busied herself in the kitchen, Ludwig situated himself on the edge of the couch, resting his elbows on his knees. The place looked different from when he lived here, and it was obvious that a woman had moved in with all of the new furniture and décor. But it was nice and he was happy that his brother had taken that next step with the Hungarian woman.

"I have bottled water," Elizaveta said, holding two bottles as she came back in the living area, "Sorry, I haven't gone shopping yet. Gilbert will probably have beer when he comes back. It's his life source."

She handed him his water and settled next to him on the sofa, moving aside some decorative pillows in the process.

Ludwig took a few sips before speaking, "The place looks nice," he complemented, and she smiled, pleased at his words.

"Thank you, Gilbert was reluctant to get rid of some stuff." She chuckled and shook her head at a memory he didn't know of, "He didn't want his house to be 'feminized'. But I guess after you live with someone for a little while, you get used to the little quirks about them, you know?"

The question was directed to him for a reason. Ludwig could tell by the look she was giving him. "I suppose it's only natural to get immune to what constantly surrounds you." He replied diplomatically, and the slight frown on the woman's face let him know she didn't like his answer.

The Hungarian was fishing for something and he had an itching suspicion he knew exactly what. A beer would have done him some good right about now. He didn't have to wait long for her to show her true colors. Elizaveta had obviously meant business when she called this little meeting.

"Ludwig," she started, sitting her water on the table, "I've noticed some things…"

"Like what?" he prompted without meeting her penetrating stare. Those green eyes were going to bore holes through his flesh pretty soon.

Sighing, she crossed one leg over the other and leaned back into the cushions. "Do I have to spell it out for you? Fine. Your roommate, An'na. What's going on with you guys?"

Nearly choking on his water, Ludwig sat up straighter. Coughing a few times, he sat the bottle next to hers on the table and threaded his fingers, "S-she's my roommate, that's it."

"I know I've been in a relationship for a long time, but I'm still a girl." Elizaveta cast a long glance at him. "I saw her face when you mentioned Felicia and the way you looked at her when she gave you that look. I know that look; I've given a guy that look before and received a few myself. Something is going on or something's happened that you're not telling me."

Two choices were available to him at this point. Ludwig could lie. Try to convince his brother's girlfriend that she was reading far too much into things. Or, he could tell her the truth and see if she could offer some clarity on this whole mess. Both options were undesirable, as one left him completely exposed to Elizaveta, and the other kept him in the confusion he'd been wading in for the past few days.

Ludwig went with the most logical choice, preparing for whatever Elizabeth's reaction was going to be. Bracing himself, he took a deep breath and with an exhausted exhale, said, "We kissed."

"What?" She jumped to her feet, nearly towering over him. The act made him feel the sudden need to defend this action.

"I-It was only for a few seconds," he blushed, "And completely by accident. It wasn't something planned."

"You kissed." She emphasized the word as if he didn't know the severity of the action.

Ludwig rubbed his forehead; maybe he should have lied. "Considering that it was on New Year's Day, it could be attributed to that."

Apparently, that was the wrong thing to say, as the riled up woman promptly pushed him in the shoulder. "That was nearly four months ago." She did it again, "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"Because," Ludwig justified, "An'na and I talked about it and…and we agreed it was nothing."

Elizaveta grunted and crossed her arms. "What I saw was something and now I know why." Her voice softened just a bit. "What about Feli?"

He scooted over a bit to avoid being shoved again (or worse) and rested his elbows on his knees, "My feelings for Felicia haven't changed. I still plan to go through with telling her how I feel." His gaze dropped to the floor as he guessed at what her next question was going to be.

"And An'na, how do you feel about her?"

That was a question he'd been debating for the past four months, "What about her?" he asked tentatively, suddenly intent on the swirls on the throw rug. "We came to an accord on the issue. Besides, I don't think she looks at me in whatever way you're describing. She…she might have feelings for someone else."

Elizaveta finally took her seat again, leaning forward to look at his face. "Who?"

Ludwig hesitated, setting his jaw. "Mathias. They've been going out a lot as of late." Admitting it out loud didn't give him any clarity on how he felt about the two being so close. It was a tug-of-war of feelings when it came to that.

The Hungarian was quiet for a long time. The silence didn't aid his thoughts. Ludwig was still on edge. Since the conversation started, his heart had been on a crazy fluctuating high. That couldn't have been good for his blood pressure or his nerves. He spared his friend a glance, hoping that she'd reached some kind of conclusion.

Elizaveta returned his gaze, her features a bit downcast. "How do you feel about them? Being a thing, I mean?"

Ludwig shrugged, a bit frustrated that he hadn't gained any ground. "I don't know. Mathias is my friend and I know him very well, yet for that reason I am apprehensive."

"He's not a bad guy," she reasoned.

"Yes, but…" He tried to think of the right words.

"Just not the right guy for An'na?" she concluded and he nodded. That was exactly what he was thinking.

Silence again. Ludwig assumed this was a good thing until Elizaveta punched him in the shoulder. He flinched, grabbing his abused body part and frowning in her direction.

"What was that for?" he yelled.

She huffed and stood up again, turning her back to him, "I can't believe this. How did you turn into that guy? I thought I taught you better than that. Maybe you've been spending too much time with Francis…"

All of use of the word 'that' was really confusing him. 'That look' and 'that guy', he had no idea what she was getting it. Maybe it was some girl thing, a hidden message that men were never meant to decipher. Whoever 'that guy' was, Ludwig reasoned that he wasn't a very good guy; or else he wouldn't have been hit.

Maybe he could prove her wrong, defend something he didn't know, "I'm not th—"

Her whirling around cut him of. She pointed an accusing finger at Ludwig, who shrank back. "You can't have your cake and eat it too!" The look in her eyes was scary. "You have to choose, one or the other, left or right, black or white. Well, that last one was literal but that's not the point. Someone is going to get hurt if you keep this up…"

Her gaze softened, "Someone will get hurt either way but…it's not right to string someone along. It's an awful position to be put in. Trust me, I know. And maybe the other person will hate you for the rest of her life but she deserves the truth. Everyone deserves the truth."

This advice sounded achingly similar to what Roderick told him some time ago. Ludwig sighed. Maybe this situation wasn't so different. Maybe he was the Elizaveta in this case. Now the question was, who'd be Roderick and who'd be Gilbert...

A/N: Please disregard my spelling of Roderick. It was auto corrected by my computer and I have been too lazy to change it! On another note, if any of you like character videos, this girl on youtube, SkadiPirate2, has the best character videos! I've been listening to the song she used for Turkey ALL DAY! I think I want to write a Turkey fanfic now. He wasn't one of my go to characters but now, I mean, come on, that mask! Ugh, anyways, time for me to 'thank the countries'. In order of most views by said country to least: US, Canada, Bulgaria and UK. Bulgaria is new to the list so a special thanks to you and everyone else who read this! Much love guys!

-CeCe ^_^