She nodded. "Meet me in the front of the school in case we don't have the same class last block.."

"I can do that." He agreed. "I'll see you then." The bell rang and he gathered his books, walking to his biology class.

She dumped the uneaten food, put her lunch box in her bag and walked off to her final class. When the day ended, she went outside the front of the school to wait for Roderich, clipping her flower pin back in her hair, undoing the blazer, taking the tie off and unbuttoning the top two buttons of her shirt.

Roderich walked up to see Elizaveta, still slightly skeptic about letting her out herself through such to be his friend. He wasn't even a great person, certainly not worthy of someone who'd be willing to do what Eliza was. He kept his uniform nice and tidy, leaving it buttoned and straight. "Hello Eliza." He said quietly.

"Hey Roderich~" She saw he was still all bundled in the restraints the school put on students, but chose not to mess with it, as it may take him out of his comfort zone. "Now, then, I walk home that way..." She pointed over to the left walkway. "A block or so down..."

He nodded, not really paying attention to what she was saying, but more thinking about today's events. He just followed her blindly.

She was kind of hoping her Prussian friend would show up to make it less awkward, but she knew that wasn't going to happen. She walked up to the door of her single floor house. "Here we are~" She unlocked the door and opened it. "After you~"

The Austrian walked in and saw Gilbert laying there having a smoke. "Um...hi Gilbert..?" He questioned and the east German boy laughed. "Don't act so surprised. I'm good at breaking in."

Elizaveta just laughed. "Gil, I told you not to do that in here..." She shut the door behind her. "And quit breaking in. It makes me worry what you'll do in my sleep." She laughed

Gilbert out the cigerette out on the bottom of his boot and then stood, grinning at Elizaveta. "I do believe it's more Ludwig who should worry about what might happen in his sleep." He hugged her and then hugged Roderich. "So whatcha up to anyway? I didn't expect you to invite him over knowing him only a day and all, but the more the merrier."

"Well, I figured we could hang out... I wasn't really expecting to see that you had broken into my house again, but whatever..." She smiled softly. "I wanted to hear him play, and figured he could use my piano..."

Gilbert leaned against a wall. "Cool. I think I'll leave you then. A certain boyfriend of mine should be home by know, and I want to go make him blush some more." He walked out and Roderich just shook his head. "That is one strange boy." He admitted.

"Yeah, he is... But, he's really amusing." She smiled softly before taking his hand, "Come on," She said with a smile. "I'll take you to the piano room~" She lead him down a hallway into a large room with a skylight. The walls had two books shelves, one filled with books, and the other half filled with books and sheet music. in the corner was a comfy looking chair with a bookmarked book on the table beside it. "This is my study~"

He looked around, certainly impressed. "This is cool." He said, gazing around lostly. "It's huge.. Do you mind if I play?" he asked, looking at the piano.

"Not at all~" She giggled softly. "Feel free to just, play from memory, or chose from my selections I have." She went to the sheet music herself, hunting for a piece she had been working on.

He went and say on the bench, staring at the keys a moment before starting. He knew the piece by heart and played it well as it was his very favorite.

She paused as she heard music flood the room. The piece was sweet, and well played, and caused her to stop looking entirely and walk over to listen, and watch his hands.

The austrian swayed slightly as he played, not enough to really notice unless one looked for the action. He was really into it, not even noticing that he was being watched, his eyes closed and he went into his own little musical world.

Elizaveta was entranced by the pure enjoyment that the Austrian boy had. She'd never seen anyone so into it. She even noticed the slight sway that she only saw a professional do while playing. She sat on the very edge of the bench, out of the way, just to watch him.

As Roderich finished, he slowly opened his eyes, blushing as he saw Elizveta sitting on the opposite side of the bench. "I hope that was pleasant for your ears." He said shyly, a bit modest.

"That was the most beautiful piano playing I've ever heard..." She smiled at him. "Not even at the concerts I've been to have I heard, or seen such passion." She was truly envious of his abilities. "Hey, if I give you a piece, would you play it?" She was going out on a limb here, but she figured, if he was willing to play, she should be willing to sing.

He was truly flattered. "Thank you. I've been playing since I was a small child." He admitted. "Sure. I'll play whatever you give me. I'm not bad at sight reading."

She stood and went to a music stand in the corner of the room and picked up sheet music, before walking back and setting it on the sheet music holder on the piano. The lyrics to the song were in small script under the staff lines.

He glanced over it a few times. "Alright, tell me when to start."

"Whenever you want." She smiled happily, waiting for him to start. She had a few measures before she had to start singing