Revenge Is Always Fun... [An Axis Powers Hetalia Fanfiction]

Chapter One

"Oh my god! It's starting!"

"Aaah! I see Gilbert~!"

"Francis is so hotter!"

I roll my eyes. These are the shouts I hear as the lights onstage come on, revealing Antonio Carriedo at the drumkit (which has a tomato on the base drum), Francis Bonnefoy at the keyboard, winking at random girls- he's single, yet again- and Gilbert Beilschmidt- my Gil- with his electric guitar, standing at the front microphone. wave so that he can see me, even though I'm near the back. And he blows a charismatic kiss. The girls around me, in their short skirts and sheer shirts, swoon and scream. The idiots don't realise that the kiss was to me. Gil would never even dream about doing that to someone else. Aside from the main three, The Bad Touch Trio, there's a few random people on other instruments, but they get switched out every so often.

Toni counts them in on the drums, and Gilbert shreds his Prussian blue guitar. Francis starts singing, and surprise, surprise, his song is in French. He always writes his songs in French. (And maybe that's a good thing.) The song goes on for a few minutes, and from what Francis has taught me, it wasn't so innocent. Hey! It's not like I intend to learn bad things in French! It happens when you hang out with Gil and Francis. Toni... not so much. I don't know how he became friends with the others... they always use him for prank bait, which isn't really nice, but he's fine with it.

The concert goes on for another two hours, when Gilbert ends the song with an exaggerated bow, and the crowd goes wild. I hear girls screaming "I love you, Gilbert!" "I love you, Francis!" and "I love you, Antonio!" Yeah... shut up. Gil's mine, and Toni's got Bella. They can all go for Francis. And he'd probably have them all. That man would even flirt with a pole, if no one else was within talking range.

"Excuse me! Excuse me!" I find myself shouting repeatedly, pushing through the crowd. I need to get backstage, and say goodbye to Gilbert. The guys are leaving for their tour of Europe tomorrow. They'll be gone for a month and a half. What'll I do without Gil for that long...? I spend practically every day with him. "For god's sake, move!" I shout, pushing past two giggling teenagers. They glare at me, obviously seeing the backstage pass around my neck. Not that I even need one; the security guards all know me. Lovi nods and moves aside as I reach the doors.

"Hola, Erzsi!" I hear a familiar, Spanish-accented voice call. Antonio skips up to me and gives me a friendly hug. "Did you like the concert, chica?"

"Igen, Toni, of course!"

"It's a shame you can't come with us to Europe."

"Yeah... but you know Roderich."

"Si... Ill tell Gilbert that you're here." He walks off, humming. He wishes Bella were here, I can tell. After a minute or so, Gilbert comes out of the dressing room, sweeping his white fringe out of his face.

"Hey, babe," he saws, wrapping his arm around my shoulder as he kisses me. "Glad you came."

"Well, I had to say goodbye to my gorgeous boyfriend. I've got work tomorrow, so I can't see you then."

"Ja, ja, you told me." Does he sound... bored?

"I know, but sometimes you forget things." Well... I hope that's what happens. I know he pays attention.

"Hey, want some beer? I got Ludwig to drop some off before the café meeting."

Café... meeting...? "Shit! Sorry, hun, I gotta go! Oooh, Roderich's gonna kill me..." He gives me another kiss, and I pull away quickly. He gives me a hurt look, but I don't have time for this. I push past people once again, as soon as I step outside the backstage doors. Getting out of the car park in my little crappy car was a nightmare, as well. People were still hanging around, some people smoking and drinking, even though there were signs warning penalties for doing that.