You wanted to ask Austria what the song was called that he had been playing. He had finally given into Switzerland's suggestion of having recording equipment so that he could play back his "perfect takes" and he wouldn't have to ask someone else to play the other parts for him they would all be up to his standard. He was in the process of recording the flute part, he had been playing for hours now, since you had been listening, you were sure he had been playing for longer than that. You didn't understand how his breathing could stay so level. He stopped the recording and you both took in a breath together, you hadn't realized you had been holding your breath. You took in a deep breath and let out a smile.

A book fell from the bookshelf, you saw Prussia's red eyes behind it for a moment you thought, but when you blinked it was just a book case back. You could see Austria's shoulders tense, you knew he wasn't happy. You pulled back behind the door frame as you heard him place the flute down. You felt your breath panting as you dared weather to do something or not. You knocked.

"Vat! Vat do you vant from me?" Austria hissed.

You stepped out from the door frame hiding place and looked at him, a tray in your hand of water and some snack food. You looked at him trying to be unafraid but you could see the small rings in the water from your shaking, it wasn't enough to make the ice clink though. His eyes didn't look as wild anymore, he looked away from you and flattened out his attire. He cleared his throat, "Miss _, I am very sorry, please accept my most sincere apology I thought it vas Prussia running about trying to provoke me. I-I didn't realize..." his voice trailed off and he brushed his hair back since it had flown into his face. He returned to his calm and cool state, very hard to read, very gentleman like.

"I'm sorry for spying...I didn't want to interrupt your take."

"I'm glad you didn't, you had been there that long?" He said looking up at you.

You finally dared to walk into the room, you placed the tray on the table nearby and Austria smiled at you lightly. You turned, the glass in your hand, "Water?" you managed to ask.

He smirked, "You sound like you need it more than I, but yes thank you." Austria began walking toward you and with his large stride he was soon standing right behind you.

You smiled and poured the glass and turned around again. You thought for sure you were going to dump the glass' contents all over him because of how fast you spun. He stopped it from falling and took it out of your hand then he placed it back down on the table. You looked up at him, "Mr. Austria I'm so sorry I didn't mean..."

He smiled, "It's fine, quite alright. Are you nervous?" You stepped back and he let go of you, damnit you cursed in a very unladylike fashion damnit, damnit, damnit why had you pulled away?! "Your hands were shaking," Austria said taking a small step back towards you; you wished his step had been bigger, "from the ice perhaps?"

You nodded too rapidly, "Yes, must have been. I'm so sorry for the lack of conversation...well intelligent conversation your music is just so beautiful, I freeze up after I listen to it a little. I'm sorry."

He smiled, "No, no need that's a very nice compliment. Thank you for that," he took a sip of the water, "And the drink," he gave a toasting gesture.

You nodded, "Just call if there is anything you need, I figured even you after hours of playing had to get thirsty."

He nodded, "Thank you again."

You turned and started to leave the room, you wanted to smack yourself for being so stupid. You passed the bookshelf but back tracked to pick up the fallen book. You held the pages open and saw music written inside perfectly and delicately in small quill pen and ink. You closed it and looked at the cover, it read "diary". You looked puzzled. You felt Austria slide it out of your hands. "What was that?"

He looked at it turning it in his hand, "Precisely what it says."

"But it has music sheets."

"I prefer to write that way."

"You're a very interesting man, Mr. Austria. DaVinci use to write that way, well not music but differently than everyone else."

"Really? How so?"

"He would mirror write, from the right to the left. He would only change it when it was meant for anyone to read. I take it your diary is in music so only you can read it?"

"In a way, it's not coded in music of note names, it's the feeling they're small composed pieces to tell the story I would have wrote. I was never the one that had a way with words."

"It's a very creative way to keep people out of your head."

He placed it back on the shelf, "It's an open book, it's not designed to keep itself on the shelf but rather has a specific audience in mind. It's just waiting for the person to come along who can understand it."

There was a long pause as you both just looked at the bookcase. "Well I should allow you to get back to your music, good day Mr. Austria."

He watched you walk towards the door, "Thank you Miss _, and good afternoon."

You smiled and nodded, still holding your breath as you walked through the door. You turned the corner and immediately hit your forehead, you kept walking and that's probably how Prussia was able to sneak up on you.

You hadn't even taken four steps around the corner before Prussia grabbed you. He covered your mouth immediately and moved his feet, "No kicking just calm down, shut up and come with me. You didn't rat me out before for a reason, now I'm going to help you." He removed his hand from your mouth and you stayed quite. He smiled at you, "Good girl."

"What is it you want with me-"

"Damnit _," Prussia sighed putting his hand back over your mouth, "I thought you were doing so good too. Just shut up until we get outside, then we can talk. Just please shut up, ok?" You nodded, deciding it was a better idea than biting him. He let go and you kept your mouth shut.