"Okay..." She said with a small frown. "Did you have homework?"

"no." He answered, even more quiet than he usually was.

"D-did I do something wrong...?" She asked, thinking maybe it was her own fault for his quiet and not his parents. "I-I'm sorry if I did... or even if I didn't..."

He smiled shakily. "No, no..Lizzy, chill. You're wonderful ok? Don't worry." He could hear Ludwig squealing behind them, saying something about how grabbing his ass in public wasn't appropriate.

She frowned. "Telling me not to worry, just makes me worry more.... Isn't that right Gil?!" She said, casting a glance back to the two German boys.

Gilbert was grinning and he nodded. "Yup. That's the truth." He then went back to seeing what kind of reactions he could get from his rather shy boyfriend.

"I really don't think now is the time to talk about it." he said softly.

"Then... can we talk about it at my house later or something...?" She couldn't keep her worry away, but she could mask it.

He nodded. "Maybe." They had finally arrived at the school, and Ludwig jumped out in front of them, slamming a rather frightened looking Gilbert on the wall. The sound of the impact told Roderich that it must've hurt pretty badly. At first, he thought the larger German had been angry at Gilbert for being persistanly messing with him, but as the blonde's lips covered Gilvert's mouth he changed his mind. "Well then..I'm just going to say Gilbert deserved that." He said and took Elizaveta's hand, kissing her cheek.

Elizaveta blushed softly. "Y-yeah, he did.." She laughed softly and walked into the school with him, lacing their fingers together. "He was basically begging for it."

He started to laugh, really amused. "Crazy Prussian." He walked towards their first block, finally a little happier now that he was away from his hell hole of a home.

"Yeah, he's completely nuts..." She laughed. "But, you gotta admit it's amusing." She could hear people whispering around them, about them.

"Very amusing." Ludwig walked up behind them, smirking proudly. His lips were purple and slightly bruised. Roderich tried his best not to laugh. "Poor Gilbert. I guess it's hard to be awesome when you're the lady in a gay relationship." He ignored all of the gossip around them. "But you my dear, you are awesome."

Elizaveta laughed, forgetting the gossiping teens around them. "I knew he'd be the lady, but still, that was one fast relationship building..."

Roderich shrugged. "Ludwig has a serious kink obsession. Gilbert's in for it. I kind of thought they'd get along pretty good. They're both perverts."

She laughed. "That makes sense..." She smiled at him, then saw the boy that Gilbert punched yesterday, sporting a heavily bruised face.

Roderich looked at the guy and shook his head. "Gilbert is one badass bitch, I will give him that."

"Yes he is." She smiled at Roderich.

The soccer player noticed them both and walked over, ignoring Roderich and focusing on her. "You've got a lot of fucking nerve showing your face here." He said, shoving her away from the Austrian boy.

"Don't touch me." She said, glaring at the boy.

"Or what?" He looked at her glaring. "Going to get me in trouble? Or sic Piano Dork on me?" He looked at Roderich and scoffed and pushed her against the wall, standing in front of her.

"I-I..." Her eyes watered and she shrieked, making herself look vunerable. "H-Help! He's trying to moslest me!!!" She watched as a teacher ran over, pulling the boy from her and taking him to the office. Elizaveta straightened, showing that she wasn't even about to cry.

"I'll kill you!" He screamed until the teacher came. He took Elizaveta into his arms and kissed her hair. "I'm sorry." He said, kissing her cheek.

"I'm fine, Roderich..." She looked at him, showing she wasn't really offended or anything. "Don't be sorry..." She smiled. "Let's go to class, okay?"

He took her hand. "Yeah. Ok." He rubes little circles in her hand with his thumb.

She hummed softly, thinking to herself as they walked. She really didn't know how the whole incident would pan out in the future, but she really didn't want to care.

Roderich walked into the classroom and sat, sighing. "Well, prepare to be bored."

"Well, yeah, that's what happens." She sat beside him, frowning that they had to stop holding hands, but went to pulling out her sheet music from the day before.

He just pulled out a book. "Ehhh...I hate class.." he whispered

"So do I..." She whispered as the teacher walked in. She didn't want to pay attention to the lesson, but she knew she had to.