he's an idiot if he does. B(

not an idiot!

several valid reasons to argue that fact and thinks Gilbert shouldn't give him another one by avoiding Roderich.

scoffs. "Yeah, whatever."

not amused. "I will go out on a limb here and assume you haven't properly apologized to him, have you?"

points out that hasn't apologized to *anyone*

sighs loudly. "You should consider doing so to those who cared enough to come to your funeral. Especially to Roderich..." Cue brow arch.

rolls his eyes. He's not planning on apologizing, so don't expect one. He raises an eyebrow back. "Why Roddy?"

stares at him blankly. "Really, Gilbert."

crosses his arms, staring back at him. "Well?" ...He's trying *hard* not to think about Roderich confessing...but it's not working.

crosses his arms too. "Why are putting so much effort into avoiding him?"

isn't *putting* effort into anything! He just...won't go to Roderich's house anymore.

to know why. He doesn't seem all that concerned about anyone being upset with him...

doesn't care if Roddy's upset with him--he's almost *always* upset with him about *something*.

, then, why Gilbert's refusing to go to his house ever again if he cares so little.

that's none of his business.

rolls his eyes. "I find it amazing that someone so obnoxious *vocal* as you are can't simply tell someone how you feel."

raises an eyebrow at him. "What do you mean by *that*?"

snorts. "You obviously feel something for him. Or you wouldn't be getting so worked up. ...and you were staring yesterday."

*not* getting worked up! "...and I was **not** staring! Mein Gott!"

's eyebrows shoot up. "...no?"

nods in agreement. "No. I wasn't."

shakes his head slowly. "Roderich cares about you. Rather deeply, if his behavior at the funeral is anything to go by. You cannot tell me

you are completely blind to that."

huffs and looks away. He doesn't say anything to that, because he's trying to get the image of Roderich confessing his love out of his mind.

incredibly awkward pushing the subject; it isn't as though he's the best in this area. But still... "Talk to him at least. I think you owe

him that..."

rolls his eyes. "Yeah, whatever."

just snorts and tries to find something to work on instead. "You never listen."

a bit relieved they're off the subject now. He grins. "Listening is overrated!"

ignores him.

*just for that. :>

decides to turn this around on him. "Well, it's not like you and Italy seem to be getting very far..."

ignores him even more, only blushing now.

snickers. "Well? When was the last time you even *saw* each other?"

huffs. "The movie you interrupted, if you must know."

almost forgot about that! He laughs.

glares at him.

only laughs harder.

gets up to leave the room, if he's just going to be a little bastard.

just going to follow you if you do. "But, really? THAT'S the last time you saw him? That was forever ago!"

going to knock the shit out of him at some point in the immediate future. He can feel it. "Yes. It was. Do you have a point?"

shrugs, grinning. "Perhaps~"

stops and frowns. "...well? I'm sure Italy doesn't have all the free time in the world either, you know."

scoffs. "No, you're just a workaholic."

didn't get that much work done while Gilbert was gone, really. "I don't believe my feelings for Italy were the feelings in question here."

shrugs. "So? You just don't want to admit your a bad boyfriend."

frowns. "You only say that because I haven't thrown him against a wall and molested him. I've told him how I feel. Sort of. Stop turning-

this back on me!"

raises an eyebrow at him. "Sort of? How can you have gone on dates and not even tell him you *like* him?" ...He was rather enjoying this

conversation now. No need to turn it back to him and Roddy. Really.

find a way to turn it back there, don't worry. "I haven't said that *exactly*. Don't try to give me advice when you're pretending you don't

want someone you obviously do."

huffs and crosses his arms. "i don't know what you're talking about. I don't like anyone!"

settles down a little, unaware that he had been getting just as agitated as Gilbert a minute ago. "I think you do. And you know it."

scoffs. "Because you're so knowledgeable on romance yourself."

sighs and rubs his face slowly. "Gilbert, I don't simply *like* Italy. I... No, I'm not. I'm terrible at it. And so are you. I am *trying*-

to give you advice so that you don't wind up completely alone. Give him some kind of opportunity."

huffs. "I don't *need* advice! I *love* being alone!" ...Now, if only he could believe this.

"...right. Which is why you faked your own death just to see who would show up and constantly act out just to get attention."

scoffls. "I don't *act out to get attention*!"

almost grins. "Of course not. You do it just to be an asshole. My mistake."

huffs. "I don't act. I just *am*!" ...Awesome, that is.

doesn't believe asshole translates to awesome at all.

he needs to get a new translator then.

accidentally laughs before he can catch himself. "Mouthy bastard."

griiiiiiiiiiins. "Yes. And your point is?"

covers his mouth and looks the opposite direction. Scolding doesn't work when he can't look serious. "Be a little more respectful."

raises an eyebrow. "And why should I be?"

snorts. "Because I told you to. And it would benefit you in the long run, you know."

scoffs. "Suuuure it would."

he would have better luck talking to the kitchen wall.

the kitchen wall isn't as awesome as he is!

disagrees. There are nice things on the wall.

(...why did i just imagine Germany having like...a wall dedicated to his old bosses. /sob )

scoffs. "You're little....wall decorations are *not* more awesome than me!"

(lmao. Prussia would have a giant picture of Fritz in his room)

( i totally see it. )

they're equally entertaining...

slightly offended. "The fucking *wall* is NOT more awesome than I am!"

blinks as innocently as possible. "It doesn't swear as much."

scoffs. "Like you don't curse."

looks offended. "I would never."

scoffs. "Don't lie."

looks even more offended! "Gilbert. I am *shocked* you would think so little of me."

rolls his eyes. "EVERYONE curses, bruder. Even you."

snorts. "Horseshit."

( LOL'D aphanon-meme.livejournal... )

stares at him. "...That was the worse curse I think I've ever heard."

((Link won't work ;; ))

frowns and fires off a few more obviously worse in German, wondering if those are all that bad. (I can't find my phrasebook. :T )

a nod. "Better!"