Cheerio, here's another Hetalia fic.

I got my inspiration for this one after reading C Sharp, by Shatterdoll. Awesome story, all shall read. Any references to something happening between Austria and Vash is from Shatterdoll's epic story. Again all shall read. And thank you again Shatterdoll for permission!

Oh and Akira Yama, if your reading this, please update your story. Sorry readers, but needed to throw that out there.

Disclaim: I do not own Hetalia or these two countries

Music filled the hallways. It echoed through the rooms of the large house . Chopin always seemed to play. Hungary noticed everyday that the songs seemed to sound more and more sorrowful. She sighed, knowing Austria would never explain to her why. Or even admit it.

She tucked her hair into her hat and glanced at the hall mirror. "Austria! I'll be back by dinner!" Austria didn't stop playing. She knew he heard her. She knew he was inside himself, somewhere far, far away.

Austria heard the door shut. He ceased playing, closing the key keep over the ivory and black. He stood and seemed to float into the kitchen, not sure why, just knowing he needed to get somewhere. Anywhere as long as he could distract himself from his thoughts. His thoughts of… him.

Switzerland ran a glance down the barrel of his gun. He put the safety on and started cleaning it. The incident at Athens with France's Olympics had caused him to shoot without thinking. He cleaned his gun carefully, making sure to eradicate any imperfections on his favorite hand gun.

"Big brother? Are you almost done?" Liechtenstein asked, peaking around the corner into the storage room crowded with guns. "Lunch is almost ready."

Switzerland blinked, his mind slamming back into his head. "Oh, Liechtenstein! Almost."

Liechtenstein smiled, nodding. "OK, just come down to the dining room when you've finished." She disappeared from the doorway. Switzerland sighed, flashbacks flying passed his eyes. The days he and Austria were still in closer proximity through their relationship, when they would eat lunch together. He ruffled his hair, forcing the images out of his head.

He wouldn't admit it, to himself or anyone, but lately he missed seeing that irritating, weak aristocrat.

An image flashed before his eyes. His pale skin, contrasting with his dark hair and violet eyes. That dark mole on his face, that strange curl. How strangely the man would quiver whenever Switzerland would flick it or his hand ran across it. Again, he wouldn't admit it, but he missed seeing that damned aristocrat quiver at his hands. The image flashed in his head. Switzerland shook his head, angrily.

He remembered the one time he had acted on the impulse to shame Austria. Now he was acting on the impulse to see him in the way he'd been. Pleading. Trembling. Wanting more. His hard tasting so salty.

Switzerland growled at his weakness to fall to the arousing images. He smacked himself and sighed, erasing any remnants of that image. He stood and went to go join Liechtenstein for their lunch.

Austria played the violin gently. His fingers quivering. His heart ached. He missed that feeling, the quivering under the weight of Switzerland. The feeling of him filling him up. Austria felt his arousal plead for more. Austria mentally kicked himself for the images flashing through his mind. Switzerland… why did you do this to me.

The violin ceased and he stood, staring at it. His hands shook slightly. He wanted Switzerland.

Chapter 1 - End

Anyone seen the english dubs yet? RUSSIA'S AWESOME! FRANCE IS EPIC! CHUCK HUBER'S PLAYING AUSTRIA! (played Hiei in Yu Yu Hakusho) *faints*

Again thanks Shatterdoll! This fics dedicated to you!

Chapter 2 will be up soon