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Childhood Tale
And it was...
An albino man with a terribly arrogant voice.
"Gilbert?!" Your expression gave you away.
"Yeah, that's the awesome me's name, didn't you know that?" He said, with his outstanding voice a little louder than usual.
"What are you doing here?!" You asked, raising your voice.
"..."
"Spit it out, Mr. Awesome." You said, with a sharp, threatening tone in your voice.
"Calm down, woman!" He rolled his eyes and leaned on your desk, sighing. "West is staying at Ivan's place, but I hate that house, and this is the only place that's not so boring."
You looked at him with a disapproving expression, then sat back and relaxed.
"Whatever." You mumbled. "BUT... Don't you dare mess around with my flowers, or I'll kick you out. Literally."
"What?" He stared at you in disbelief.
You smirked in amusement.
"You know, I still can bring you down." You let out a laugh, then looked at him. "So don't you dare."
He started laughing to himself.
"Wait! You can't fight the awesome me!" He had a sassy expression on his face. "And... Before, you aimed for the hair! That's unfair!"
"That's not unfair, specially if you're a girl." You giggled, though you didn't like his super arrogant self, you could argue friendly with him. "Come on, you just don't want to admit I won."
"Because you didn't!" He crossed his arms. "You're still unawesome, (Y/N)! That's for sure!"
"What?! Oh, and you're, oh, so great Gilbert!" Your sarcasm made him roll his eyes again.
"Of course I am." He turned his back to you. "You just don't know it because you hang out with the creepy guy."
"His name is Ivan, and he's nice!" You pouted.
"Creepy guy."
"Ivan."
"Creepy guy."
"Ivan."
"Creepy guy."
"Oh, shut up!" You said, turning around.
"Told you! So unawesome!"
Gilbert started laughing his 'kesesese~' thing, and you just stood there, glaring at him, until he stopped.
"But you know, (Y/N), I think you're one of his objects of affection." He said, leaning on your desk again.
"Like friends, right?" You said, cheeks flushed with a deep red.
"Yeah, right, if you want to call 'that' friends." He smirked. "When you were gone, I could see him moping around for you, I don't think it's much different now."
"Hm... You're kidding me, aren't you?" You asked, shyly.
"Why would I?" He answered, then stared at you. "Everyday, going to a strange sunflower field. Sometimes I couldn't even find him. So childish!
"You should watch your mouth. You're as childish as he is."
This time, was your turn to laugh, though you felt uneasy when you saw his gaze upon you; Ruby-like eyes staring right into your (E/C) ones. You laugh after that seemed a little... awkward.
"And..." He raised his voice. "You didn't even let me confront you again, that's not cool, (Y/N)!"
"Wouldn't it be 'not awesome'?" You stared back at your doddles, because you were feeling a bit... threatened by his gaze? You didn't know for sure. "But, the day I moved, I couldn't even say a proper goodbye to Ivan."
He tried to see what you were doddling, but your hands were upon the paper, blocking his vision.
"Neither to me." He laughed, while you stared at him in disbelief.
"What is that, out of the blue?"
"Nothing." He tilted his face. "But I'm sure Ivan likes you, you should tell him your feelings."
"WHAT?! WHO SAID I HAVE FEELINGS FOR HIM?" You shouted at him, he laughed so loud even people outside your shop could hear.
"Don't act like Lovino... Or Arthur..."
"Who?"
"Nah, forget about it."
"Gilbert, are you telling me that--"
"GILBERT!" You heard a voice, together with the main doors sound, when you focused on the person, you saw it was the italian from before.
"Oh, hey Feli~" He said cheerfully, also laughing. "I'm going to take a look on Lovino."
"Oh, okay."
"Any idea of where he is?"
"Probably flirting with girls~" The italian answered, then Gilbert exited the shop, with a tiny wave at you.
You stared at him for a while, before noticing the italian staring at you.
"(Y/N), how beautiful!" He smiled at you. "You two are getting along well!"
"We... Are... Really?"
The italian had an amusing expression in his face, as he leaned on your desk.
"What, Feliciano?" You asked, looking at him confused.
"Are you in love with Gilbert?"
Your eyes widened and your cheeks were painted red.
"What?! No, I'm---"
"Then you're in love with Ivan, or... You're in love with both, aren't you, (Y/N)?!" He said, smiling .
His smile was so pure, that you couldn't help but smile at him. But... Maybe Feliciano was right...
Maybe you...
"NEVERMIND!" Your thoughts were voiced.
"Are you okay?" Feliciano asked, looking concerned. "(Y/N)?"
You lifted your eyes to meet his. Your eyes were wet, but you knew you wouldn't cry.
"I..." You mumbled, while he listened to you intently. "Feliciano, I don't know what to do!"
"It's okay, bella." He mumbled. "What's bothering you?"
------
Then you poured your heart to Feliciano. You told him everything and anything, even tiny details, and he just... Stood there, comforting you, giving some advices and everything.
At the end of the day, you were thanking Feliciano for listening to all your worries and troubles, he just smiled at you, saying it was fine, and that you were too nice to be left sad and whatnot. After you said your goodbyes, you closed your shop, and stood in front of it a while.
"It's... Now or never." You thought to yourself.
You adjusted your coat, took a deep breath, as if you were going to some war, and then started walking. You were going to do it, your feelings wanted to be words, to be understood.
You just wanted to tell him! Tell him, that even thought your memories were blurred all this time, he was a blur that stayed in your mind for years.
After quite a walk, you finally spoted him, then you prepared yourself to call him, raising your voice.
To be continued.
And it was...
An albino man with a terribly arrogant voice.
"Gilbert?!" Your expression gave you away.
"Yeah, that's the awesome me's name, didn't you know that?" He said, with his outstanding voice a little louder than usual.
"What are you doing here?!" You asked, raising your voice.
"..."
"Spit it out, Mr. Awesome." You said, with a sharp, threatening tone in your voice.
"Calm down, woman!" He rolled his eyes and leaned on your desk, sighing. "West is staying at Ivan's place, but I hate that house, and this is the only place that's not so boring."
You looked at him with a disapproving expression, then sat back and relaxed.
"Whatever." You mumbled. "BUT... Don't you dare mess around with my flowers, or I'll kick you out. Literally."
"What?" He stared at you in disbelief.
You smirked in amusement.
"You know, I still can bring you down." You let out a laugh, then looked at him. "So don't you dare."
He started laughing to himself.
"Wait! You can't fight the awesome me!" He had a sassy expression on his face. "And... Before, you aimed for the hair! That's unfair!"
"That's not unfair, specially if you're a girl." You giggled, though you didn't like his super arrogant self, you could argue friendly with him. "Come on, you just don't want to admit I won."
"Because you didn't!" He crossed his arms. "You're still unawesome, (Y/N)! That's for sure!"
"What?! Oh, and you're, oh, so great Gilbert!" Your sarcasm made him roll his eyes again.
"Of course I am." He turned his back to you. "You just don't know it because you hang out with the creepy guy."
"His name is Ivan, and he's nice!" You pouted.
"Creepy guy."
"Ivan."
"Creepy guy."
"Ivan."
"Creepy guy."
"Oh, shut up!" You said, turning around.
"Told you! So unawesome!"
Gilbert started laughing his 'kesesese~' thing, and you just stood there, glaring at him, until he stopped.
"But you know, (Y/N), I think you're one of his objects of affection." He said, leaning on your desk again.
"Like friends, right?" You said, cheeks flushed with a deep red.
"Yeah, right, if you want to call 'that' friends." He smirked. "When you were gone, I could see him moping around for you, I don't think it's much different now."
"Hm... You're kidding me, aren't you?" You asked, shyly.
"Why would I?" He answered, then stared at you. "Everyday, going to a strange sunflower field. Sometimes I couldn't even find him. So childish!
"You should watch your mouth. You're as childish as he is."
This time, was your turn to laugh, though you felt uneasy when you saw his gaze upon you; Ruby-like eyes staring right into your (E/C) ones. You laugh after that seemed a little... awkward.
"And..." He raised his voice. "You didn't even let me confront you again, that's not cool, (Y/N)!"
"Wouldn't it be 'not awesome'?" You stared back at your doddles, because you were feeling a bit... threatened by his gaze? You didn't know for sure. "But, the day I moved, I couldn't even say a proper goodbye to Ivan."
He tried to see what you were doddling, but your hands were upon the paper, blocking his vision.
"Neither to me." He laughed, while you stared at him in disbelief.
"What is that, out of the blue?"
"Nothing." He tilted his face. "But I'm sure Ivan likes you, you should tell him your feelings."
"WHAT?! WHO SAID I HAVE FEELINGS FOR HIM?" You shouted at him, he laughed so loud even people outside your shop could hear.
"Don't act like Lovino... Or Arthur..."
"Who?"
"Nah, forget about it."
"Gilbert, are you telling me that--"
"GILBERT!" You heard a voice, together with the main doors sound, when you focused on the person, you saw it was the italian from before.
"Oh, hey Feli~" He said cheerfully, also laughing. "I'm going to take a look on Lovino."
"Oh, okay."
"Any idea of where he is?"
"Probably flirting with girls~" The italian answered, then Gilbert exited the shop, with a tiny wave at you.
You stared at him for a while, before noticing the italian staring at you.
"(Y/N), how beautiful!" He smiled at you. "You two are getting along well!"
"We... Are... Really?"
The italian had an amusing expression in his face, as he leaned on your desk.
"What, Feliciano?" You asked, looking at him confused.
"Are you in love with Gilbert?"
Your eyes widened and your cheeks were painted red.
"What?! No, I'm---"
"Then you're in love with Ivan, or... You're in love with both, aren't you, (Y/N)?!" He said, smiling .
His smile was so pure, that you couldn't help but smile at him. But... Maybe Feliciano was right...
Maybe you...
"NEVERMIND!" Your thoughts were voiced.
"Are you okay?" Feliciano asked, looking concerned. "(Y/N)?"
You lifted your eyes to meet his. Your eyes were wet, but you knew you wouldn't cry.
"I..." You mumbled, while he listened to you intently. "Feliciano, I don't know what to do!"
"It's okay, bella." He mumbled. "What's bothering you?"
------
Then you poured your heart to Feliciano. You told him everything and anything, even tiny details, and he just... Stood there, comforting you, giving some advices and everything.
At the end of the day, you were thanking Feliciano for listening to all your worries and troubles, he just smiled at you, saying it was fine, and that you were too nice to be left sad and whatnot. After you said your goodbyes, you closed your shop, and stood in front of it a while.
"It's... Now or never." You thought to yourself.
You adjusted your coat, took a deep breath, as if you were going to some war, and then started walking. You were going to do it, your feelings wanted to be words, to be understood.
You just wanted to tell him! Tell him, that even thought your memories were blurred all this time, he was a blur that stayed in your mind for years.
After quite a walk, you finally spoted him, then you prepared yourself to call him, raising your voice.
To be continued.
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Hello again!
I like where this is going, and thanks to everyone who's reading this, you guys are lovely!
The next part is where you'll choose, Reader-chan!
Prussia's Ending: Childhood Tale - Prussia's Ending
Russia's Ending: Childhood Tale - Russia's Ending
The prequel: Winter Tale - Russia x Reader
The first part: Childhood Tale - Russia x Reader x Prussia
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Hetalia (c) Hidekaz Himaruya
Story (c) Me
You (c) You
I like where this is going, and thanks to everyone who's reading this, you guys are lovely!
The next part is where you'll choose, Reader-chan!
Prussia's Ending: Childhood Tale - Prussia's Ending
Russia's Ending: Childhood Tale - Russia's Ending
The prequel: Winter Tale - Russia x Reader
The first part: Childhood Tale - Russia x Reader x Prussia
The picture was found in Google Images.
Hetalia (c) Hidekaz Himaruya
Story (c) Me
You (c) You
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Wait! How come I am in love with Gil?! I thought I hate his guts for bullying Ivan!