Awesome Talent

APH Drabble ~+~ Awesome talent

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Roderick sat still, upright with his eyes tightly shut, his mind going elsewhere. His fingers stayed where they seemed to be glued to the spot, grazing gracefully over the stone white keys. The melody of his music filled the air, low yet soft, flowing prominently through his ears. Though not his ears alone, for a certain passerby stood at his door staring.

Gilbert watched, almost hypnotized by the show. The Austrian was a master at his art form. It was like he zoned out everything else, all existence fading out besides his and his alone. A body moving of its own accord-creating a beautiful symphony with fingers like ghosts, harmonious, elegant- was like watching the manifestation of peace. Half way through the song, Gilbert scowled. but not because he didn't like the song. He could admit when someone other than himself had awesome skills.

Its just that his awesome presence was being ignored! So he walked through the open door, still frowning, to stand behind the Austrian. Roderick seemed as tuned out as he looked. His facial features were serene though he was concentrating, who knows how hard, on the piano. Gilbert reached out, not caring whether or not he's interrupt Austria's song when he grabbed his hand. He did interrupt, by the way, and gained a more than confused glare.

"What are you-"

"I wanted to come say hi Roddy~"

The Prussian tried for his most innocent smile which still looked like a smirk to 'Roddy's' eyes. Roderick was a little beside himself with annoyance.

"There was no need for you to forget basic manners when interrupting someone." He huffed.

Gilbert smirked. "Well I just couldn't wait to show you my extreme awesomeness today!"

The Prussian either didn't see or completely ignored the rolling of Roderick's eyes. "Let me show you this..."

Gilbert reached over and held both of the Austrians' hands in his own. The appendages now hovered over he piano keys and Austria squeaked a little after realizing what the other nation was doing. Confusion couldn't describe the feeling Roderick got as his fingers were led along the keys, led by Prussia over the keys, the correct keys. The familiar melody played again, a continuation of his interrupted song. Each tone was correct and loud, though slower than before, but still the same song. It was the same beauty.

Roderick was blushing now; Gilbert stood leaning over his sitting form, his him on his shoulder and his breath tickling the brunet's neck. In fact Gilbert's mind was the clearest of the two, with thoughts of just how great his hidden talent was.