Hetalia One-Shots!

{A/N: This is one that I thought of on my own. I was listening to a song and the idea just sort of hit me on the head repeatedly with wooden spoon. And now my head hurts... stupid spoon... Anywhozlez~ Poor Prussia is probably SO OOC, so please forgive me if it's crappy. Constructive criticism and requests for one-shots of your own are welcomed, appreciated, and loved! Enjoy!}

"Gilbert~! I brought you something that I think you're gonna love me for~!" I called through the door to Prussia's second-story apartment, holding a small bottle of Tylenol and a cup of coffee in my hands. He had been drinking at the bar down town, and being his best friend, I was the one he called to pick him up and take his drunk ass home. Again. All I heard in response was a loud thump and a muffled curse. Shrugging, I reached into my back pocket and retrieved a copy of the apartment key. Opening the door, I peeked in cautiously. Stepping in after making sure that I wouldn't trip over him sprawled out in front of the doorway again, I called out again. "Gilbert? I brought coffee~," I coaxed. I heard urgent whispers coming from the only bedroom. Curious, I set down the drink and the medicine and made my way toward the bedroom door. "C'mon, Gil! You're gonna have to get up sooner or la-!" Upon opening the door, I froze. In front of me was a half-dressed Prussia, desperately trying to get his shirt over his head, and a flustered young woman, probably nineteen or twenty years old, naked, under the sheets in Prussia's bed. Both froze as the door was opened. "Oh, my God! I'm so sorry!" I shrieked, my hands flying up to cover my eyes as I turned away. "I-I didn't mean to barge in like that, I swear to God! I-I think I'll b-be going, n-now."

Prussia rushed to catch me, but i was already halfway out the front door. "Erinn, wait! It's not-!" he started.

"I brought you some coffee and Tylenol. It's on the counter if you need it," I said blandly, glancing back over my shoulder at him before I fled the scene. Once outside, I quickly made my way to the side of the building, lungs burning and eyes stinging. How in the hell had I been so stupid? How could I have ever thought we could be more than friends? My heart hurt. For the first time in years, I cried over something that wasn't even mine.

It was now around one in the morning. I sat in a large, over-stuffed armchair in my bedroom on the fourth floor of my apartment complex, trying to read, but unable to focus on the text. I kept reading the same line over and over again, but still had no clue what it said. Suddenly, I heard a tiny tap at the window across the room. Getting up to investigate the noise, I found a familiar yellow canary on the windowsill. I opened the window and leaned out, letting Gilbird hop into my hand. The little bird then gave a little trill and flew off. In an attempt to catch him, I climbed out my window and onto the metal fire escape. I looked down toward the direction Gilbird flew to find Prussia sitting out in the parking lot with an acoustic guitar perched on his knee and Gilbird perched on top of his head. He looked right into my blue-gray eyes, his own blood red ones so full of regret and sadness, I could see it even from the fourth floor in the dark. As soon as he knew I saw him, he began to play.

"I'm not sober all the time.
You bring me down at least you try.
Until we see this eye to eye:
I don't want you.

"I must be running out of luck,
'Cause you're just not drunk enough to fuck.
And now Ive had it up to here.
I don't, I don't want you.

"It took so long to see.
You walked away from me
When I need you!

"Wake up! I'm pounding on the door!
I'm not the man I was before.
Where the hell are you
When I need you?
Wake up! I'm pounding on the door!
I won't hurt you anymore.
Where the hell are you
When I need you?

"I'm not angry all the time.
You push me down at least you try.
Until we see this eye to eye:
I don't want you

"It took so long to see.
You walked away from me
When I need you!