Yay! It's New Years Eve!

I was going to upload at my midnight, but I'm going to my friend's house, and I won't. so I'll upload it now, even though it's like, 5 in the morning for some, not that anybody's reading that much… :(

Anyways, you'd better be totally jealous because tomorrow night, Admiral Awesome and our friend and I, shall be bringing in the New Year with awesomeness and ponies.

Yeah, we're having a Hetalia marathon. :D

See you next year, kidlets.

Chapter Five

The next morning I woke to feel arms around myself and my face pressed to Roderich's chest. Somehow, during the night, we had moved closer to each other. I let myself relax even more and snuggled into his chest, waiting for him to wake as I stroked his chest.

When he began to stir a few minutes late I brought my head up to his height. His eyes opened, and I immediately kissed his cheek.

"Good morning."

He stared at me for a second before pulling me closer to him. My breath shortened as he brought his face close to mine. "Morning to you too."

He kissed me suddenly, while my lips were slightly parted in surprise, giving him the opportunity to slip his tongue inside. As I kissed back hard he shifted his weight slightly over me, holding himself up on his arms.

He pulled away too soon for my liking, looking slightly ashamed. "I'm sorry, I just couldn't help-"

I wound my arms around my neck and pulled him back down to kiss me again.

A few minutes later we got up.

I allowed him to help me out of bed - I'd give any excuse for him to have his arms around me - but walked to the kitchen by myself, laughing.

He followed me out. "You didn't need me to stay at all, did you."

"Yeah, but you're glad I told you to, aren't you?" I looked at him worriedly.

He kissed me softly. "Of course I am." He traced along the side of my face. "Do you want me to stay with you?"

"Yes."I grinned. "Do you think you could help me with breakfast?"

He rolled his eyes at me. "Manipulative."

"Yup." I pecked his cheek. "There are eggs over there."


I nodded and went to the piano.

My right hand was refusing to play properly. I attempted the easiest passage again, only for my fingers to lag over the keys. Stupid arm. I tried again, only to find a larger hand sliding beneath mine to play the part.

"I have to play it, I'm supposed to play later!"

"You can't play with that. Let me do the right hand?"

"Don't you have anything to do?"

"No, I was going to be away until this afternoon."

"It wasn't anything important, was it?"

"Well, a little, but it's fine."

"I'm flattered that you didn't go to it because of me."

He rolled his eyes. "You had hurt yourself. It wasn't like I could just leave you alone."

"Okay. Whatever." I pulled him down to sit next to me and kissed him again.

"I've cooked your eggs."

"Mmm, food." I ran back to the kitchen.

We left the church separately, him catching up a little way down the road to walk me back to his car.


We turned around to see a short man hurry from the direction of the house the Germans were staying in.

"Shit, I forgot."

"Roderich, what happened yesterday?"

"Something came up, sorry." He looked sheepishly at me.

"Well, there's nothing new on Ludwig's side, you?"

"Nothing to do with the usual, but I would like to talk to him face to face."

"I'll see what I can arrange. Would you prefer it before or after you move on from here?"

"Before! When are we moving out? How come I haven't heard about it?"

"I only just brought the message now. It's next Saturday." Seeing the shock on Roderich's face, the man seemed to relent a little. "He'll probably be able to get here before then."


Roderich began to walk away quickly, and it was all I could do to keep up with him. As we were driving away he became more relaxed.

"Mariette, when we get back, I want to ask you something, okay?"

"Yeah, okay."

The rest of the journey was spent in silence.

"What did you want to talk about?" I sat on his lap in my armchair.

"Well, I wanted to talk about..." He looked kind of worried, or distracted.

"Yes?" I probed after about thirty seconds of silence. "We can always talk later once you've sorted out in your head what you want to say, you know."

He raised his eyebrows at me. "You seem oddly unworried by the fact that I am not telling you something."

I shrugged. "I would like to know, but there's no point in trying to force it out of you, because that won't work. Also, I can think of something else to do with my time." I kissed him quickly. "Something like that."

"I suppose I could pass the time quite easily with that."

We spent the next few days playing together, (or rather, Roderich playing while I listened and occasionally 'distracted' him) or talking about Vienna. I still hadn't actually told him why I'd run to Vienna in the first place, but it didn't matter terribly.

I couldn't help but wish the days were longer. It was already Wednesday, so there were now only two more days left until Roderich was due to leave.


I heard his voice from the next room. "Yes?" I went through and saw him sitting in an armchair. I kissed him as I sat down on his lap.

"If I could stay here, would you want me to?"

"You already are, aren't you?" I had managed to convince him to stay the last few nights. I loved the feeling of having someone to hold onto during the night, or rather, having Roderich hold me during the night.

"I mean, in this town, with you, preferably in this house, while the rest of the soldiers move on."

I turned serious. "I want you to stay. I hate thinking about that fact that you're leaving. It's stupid, but I want to be able to hold onto you whenever I need. You've also been the most intelligent conversationalist in three years."

I attempted a smile before I dropped my head to his chest. He wrapped his arms around me as I began to cry a little. "I'm sorry for bringing it up, I just wanted to know whether you would want me here if I could be."

"Of course I would," I sniffed. "If it were possible to fall in love in a week, I would be the first one to claim it, okay?"

He pulled me closer. "Mariette, I hope I have the time to prove to you that it is possible."

"I hope you do too."

Why the fuck did I say kidlets before?

I should go and work on my Franada story.

(hopefully I'll get lots done soon and feel confident enough to post it!)