If you still believe

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So, I did that there song meme again.

This time with HETALIA

Cause it owns my brain.

S-Sorry if no one can understand these. I'm weird. As is my song choice!

01)Bounce - The Cab (Toris, Ivan, Alfred)

Toris winced as Ivan stepped on stage. They were all having a drink at a local bar after a particularly lively world conference… And while Ivan didn’t exactly have a bad singing voice, the Baltic nation feared for what he would possibly sing.

When a very American sounding song came on the karaoke machine, Toris just turned to the stage, puzzled. Ivan merely grinned, pushing a strand of hair behind his ear before his eyes became carefully calm.

And then he started singing… about liars and coming back to *him*

And Toris was afraid it was a song directed at him, and everyone at the world conference would notice Ivan making this big, albeit STRANGE scene about him.

But instead of him… Ivan was looking directly at Alfred. Right as he sang about… being turned on.

Alfred, meanwhile, just smirked in return, downing his rum and coke. (The American put coke in everything).

And Toris didn’t know who to feel more betrayed by.

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02) Mamboleo - Elissa (Antonio/Lovino, mentions of Gil/Lud, Lud/Feli, Eliza/Rod lol)

Lovino turned as red as a tomato when Antonio tugged him onto the dance floor. It was a party, yes, but he’d rather mingle with the cute girls or eat at the snack bar than go out and dance.

But Antonio was insistant, tugging harder than he could resist. It didn’t help that the Spaniard was taller than he was! That bastard.

They passed by where his brother was forced out of Ludwig’s arms by Gilbert, who took his place, and urged Feliciano to go dance with Kiku. And then the married couple, Elizaveta and Roderich… who blushed and looked angry, probably at something Gilbert yelled over that macho potato’s shoulder!

But, when they reached the middle, Antonio smiled that obnoxiously bright smile that always managed to make Lovino’s heart flutter. And with a curse, Lovino agreed to dance, but swore that Antonio owed him SO much for making him do this. And that he’d definitely get his revenge somehow. Like with pasta and tomatoes every night. For a whole year.

Because he definitely didn’t like this THAT much! … Bastard.

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03) Concerto NO.3 In C Major For Flute, String Orchestra And Basso Continuo: I.Allegro - Friedrich II (Fritz/Gil)

Gilbert muttered something quite foul as he watched the dancers out on the ballroom floor. HE didn’t mind the people so much as the mindless task of dancing at great balls like this. He much preferred the dancing done in beer halls or places like that. Even the religious festivals were so much nicer. This was all so … fake. And to think you had to have crap like this simply because you were royalty and all the nobles wanted it.

There was a chuckle beside him, and Gilbert blinked, uncrossing his arms when he noticed that Freidrich had moved beside him without his knowledge.

“You seem quite displeased” was all his king said.

Gilbert huffed, and tried to not look as annoyed as he felt. “N-Nah, it’s good. I’m just tired from the horse ride back home today. Really”

A sound from Fritz as he considered it. “You don’t look sore.” A smile. “Merely… displeased.”

Gilbert was smart enough to know that he couldn’t really hide anything from Fritz. Especially when he was probably scowling quite darkly. “You. … You composed what the band is playing, right? Why aren’t you playing the flute, then?” He liked when Fritz played, even though he never vocally brought it up.

Another chuckle, this one more mischievous than the previous. Gilbert raised a suspicious eyebrow and moved his eyes back to the man next to him. The man who had his hand outstretched in a ‘will you dance with me?’ manner.

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04) Ganbare Goemon techno mix - Unknown (Gilbert/Ludwig)

Gilbert grinned in a way that was almost evil as Ludwig neared the convertible that he had NO idea how his brother got.

“Yo~ West! Like the new wheels? I’m gonna go pick up Italia-chan in it and we’re gonna go take a joy ride~”

Ludwig gave his brother an extremely flat look. “Feliciano, huh.”

“… Unless you wanna come with” Gilbert said it as if that was his true aim all along. But with Gilbert, who’s mind changed all the time, it was possible that he really did just get the idea. He pushed his sunglasses up onto his forehead, and pointed at West with a driving glove-clad hand. “I understand that you wanna hang out with someone so awesome!”

“… Just don’t drive like a maniac today, niisan. Please.”

Gilbert merely cackled as the tires squealed and they pulled out of the space in front of his house with lightning speed.

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05) Mickey Mouse March (Eurobeat version) - DDR Disney rave (Arthur->Alfred)

“I call this a eurobeat version!”

“Of the Mickey Mouse March.” Arthur was … not amused.

“Of course. I figured you Euros would like it”

“E-Euros? What kind of stupid name is--”

“You guys all united your money, right? So no more pounds, or marks, or pesos or anything, right? So… aren’t you guys all the same now? I should call you the same thing”

Arthur gritted his teeth before the tears welled enough for Alfred to see.

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06) Rise- Origa (Ludwig/Gilbert, mention of Allies)

Gilbert’s eyes were half mast, and Ludwig was actually scared. Not that his brother would attack, but that his brother was gone. Completely.

When Russian came from the lips of the red-eyed man, Ludwig imperceptibly winced, but strained his slight knowledge of the language to understand what his brother was saying. Years ago, Gilbert had insisted he at least learn a bit of the language, seeing as Russia completely flanked them to the East.

A smirk, and then suddenly Gilbert was speaking in English, but his eyes never changed. It was a show, of course, and Gilbert was the best. Words like ‘sacrifice’ and ‘save your tears’ were the only things that Ludwig could catch at first, through the confusion clouding his mind.

“I’m a soldier, West” His brother was practically speaking riddles. “But I’ll face the fire with you. So, don’t worry. Even if something happens to me, and I’m not here, I’ll still be supporting you.”

With that, the shorter man turned on his heel, a move crisp from so many years training, honing. Even now, despite his growth, Ludwig was not even a fraction as disciplined as Gilbert.

And yet. And yet Gilbert had been the one to fall. For him. Gilbert had taken the brunt, making the Allies promise to not kill Ludwig, but kill him instead. He was the reason Ludwig had fallen from grace, he said.

… Ludwig’s stomach only ached worse when the allies said no, said they would do something better.

And handed his brother completely over to Ivan. To do as he wished.

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07) Always Something There to Remind Me - Naked Eyes (Alfred/Arthur)

Alfred sighed as he watched Arthur walk ahead of him, talking animatedly with Kiku. The British man looked so at ease with the smaller nation, despite how angry he’d been in the meeting they just left from. Alfred could still remember all the nasty things they had specifically said to each other.

Every time, it was the same. They argued, Alfred felt bad afterwards, but didn’t want to say anything, because he could just imagine Arthur laughing at him, telling him that this time, this time he’d lost!

As they walked, or, in Alfred’s case, sulked along the hallway, Alfred wondered if things were always gonna be like this with Arthur. Ever since he’d insisted upon his independence, Arthur had been … different.

But he still loved him.

Something caught his eyes, and he looked up over the rim of his glasses. Arthur was watching him, even though he was still walking with Kiku. And Alfred wasn’t quite sure, but…

He was pretty sure he saw Arthur mouth “Meet me later. I want to talk”

…And his heart lifted.

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08) Kremlin Dusk - Hikaru Utada (Roderich & ??? )

Roderich kneeled, not caring (this time, he told himself) that his breeches were getting covered in mud. He kept his eyes fixed on the stone that seemed to stare coldly at him. It was nothing like the man that it was supposed to represent.

He would have said, many years ago, that he hated the man it represented. That he was loud, and brash, and all-together obnoxious. Even when he was supposedly being tactful, he was a boor.

And when they had started to live together, under the roof of another, their fights hadn’t ceased. They were a bit more civilized about it, of course, but it was still the same fire underneath it all.

A fire that was not even close to being reflected in this shame of a grave.

H-He had been great. Not in the sense of a great friend, or brother. But he’d been great in the sense of… more than necessary - he was in your face, and that kind of honest power was … familiar. It was the type of world they had both grown up into.

Roderich supposed perhaps he was just being nostalgic. Missing someone who had been too much, and thus had left a hole too large to be filled by anyone else.

… He ignored the tear that rolled down his face as he stood, nodding to the gravestone in silent acknowledgement of the man… that it was not great enough to represent.

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09) If You Still Believe - Elsa Raven ( Tino->Berwald, hint of Ivan x Tino )

As Tino watched the cold landscape, he pulled his coat closer to his chest. He normally did fairly well in cold weather, and snow was something he merely smiled at. It was fun to play in, and build stuff with, and it felt especially good to go into a sauna afterwards…

But this time, he couldn’t find any joy in the wintry landscape. For he was practically a part of Russia now, part of Ivan’s little family. And this landscape was separating him from the one person he desperately missed.

… He would be the first to admit. He was much more free to do what he pleased now that he and Berwald were not living together. Ivan let him do quite a bit, except he chastised him about speaking Finnish, and insisted upon him speaking Russian…

… But Tino had become accustomed to the mostly silent Swede. As it stood, he wouldn’t even mind being called ‘Wife.’ Despite the fact that he half expected Berwald to be teasing him with it- half expected Berwald to wait for him to become comfortable with it before explaining that it had just been some sort of strange Scandinavian joke…

Maybe… Maybe he would ask Ivan to let him go back. Because…

Because maybe, even if he was just being a tease, maybe Berwald really missed him too.

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10) Take On Me - Aha (Alfred->Arthur, Matthew, Arthur -> ?? )

“Just one kiss! Come on! PLEASE? See? I even used a polite word! That means you have to, doesn’t it? Of course it does. Tell him Matt.”

Arthur rubbed his temples as Alfred’s twin tried not to squeak at the sudden involvement by his brother.

“What? What do I have to do with any of this?!”

Alfred frowned, pushing his glasses up. “You always complain that I don’t include you, so I’m including you. Tell Arthur that he should allow me one kiss.” Both puffed their cheeks out in a move so mirror-like that a smile actually broke through Arthur’s headache.

“Fine.”

Alfred turned instantly to him, eyes shining and bright. “You mean it!?”

“But Matthew gets a kiss as well. Since you like to include him so much.” Matthew blushed while Alfred pouted.

“That’s not fair!”

“Stop complaining or you won’t get your kiss at all, Alfred. And stop using that whining tone - it’s idiotic.”