CH:9 Prussia x Crossdresser!Reader:Falling for You

You slept soundly through the night, dreaming about strange things. You didn't recall much of the dream, besides Gilbert thinking you were gay, and you beating him up afterwards. Nevertheless, the night was a bore. Strangely, Antonio wasn't there when you arrived last night and it was rather late when you arrived. Other than the so-called, "gay" scenario between you and Gilbert last night, nothing else had happened.

You groaned underneath the covers of your warm comforter. Your eyes adjusted to the light and you found Antonio looking at you, strangely, there was rage in his eyes.

" Chica! " Antonio snapped at you. You groaned and turned, so your back was facing him and you buried yourself deeper in the blankets.

" What time is it? Why is it so cold? " You said, groaning. Antonio pouted. He had tried picking you up last night at the movie theater. He had seen Gilbert there as well, and had seen you and him being kidnapped, leaving him slightly jealous. So, there was nothing else he could do but simply stalk the two of you and watch the little, "gay" scenario play out, leaving him extremely jealous and quite sad.

" Hey. You didn't wait for me last night. " Antonio said, brushing a strand of stray hair away from your face. A slight blush rose from your cheeks.

" Let me guess. You waited at the movie house? " You replied, popping your head out of the comforter and shifting to face him. He nodded, smiling sadly.

" Yeah. You guys were kidnapped, and I couldn't do anything about it. " Antonio said, frowning. You sighed and sat up, your head throbbing.

" It wasn't your fault. It's been happening to me since I was young. " You replied, sadly.

" Really? "

" Yeah. My man owns Empire Enterprises. "

" (Father's name)? No wonder I thought your last name was familiar. " Antonio said, chuckling. You laughed, softly.

" Still. Do you... L-Like him? " Antonio said looking down, frowning. The question was so unexpected, that you coughed loudly.

" Wh-what? Why would I? That's, no. I don't even want to think about it. " You said, making puking sounds. Antonio laughed. It was a sweet sight, he threw his head back and began laughing heartily. His laugh was so funny that you began giggling as well.

" That's good... Because... Someone has taken a liking to you... " Antonio said, glancing away. You cocked your head. You were just about to ask when you burst into a fit of coughs.

" Hey? Chica? _______? Are you alright? I'll get some water... " Antonio said, his brows furrowing. You nodded and he stood up to grab a glass of water. You waited patiently, as he came back with a huge glass of water. You smiled at him as you grabbed it and drank slowly. Antonio looked away, a pinkish tint on his cheeks.

" Thanks Toni... Wait, what time is it? " You said, glancing at your watch.

" 6:30 AM... " Antonio replied, yawning. You sighed.

" Thank God. We have our basketball game after Homeroom right? Fuck yeah! " You said, fist-pumping. Antonio raised his eyebrow at you. You chuckled as you dashed to grab your clothes for the day.

" Let's just say, I'm a monster when it comes to basketball. " You said, chuckling and slipping into the bathroom and leaving a dazed Spaniard in the room.

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You were completely pumped and fired up when you stepped into the gym. The entire class kept groaning. You, on the other hand, couldn't wipe the grin off your face.

" This is going to be, awesome~! " You sang into Eli's ear. She shuddered and glanced at you, raising your eyebrow.

" Why are you so excited? I mean, are you that excited to go to the men's locker room? " Eli said, yawning. You rolled your eyes,smirking.

" Why? Want to come? " You said, poking her. She shook her head, chuckling.

" Pfft, you wish! " She replied, walking into the girl's locker room. You chuckled to yourself as you walked in the men's locker room.

Woah... Hot damn...

You walked into the men's locker room. Your eyes widened at the sight of the guys shirtless. Alright, you've been inside a men's locker room before, but it was nothing compared to this. This...

" Is one hot mess... " You muttered to yourself as you wove your way to locker 69. A few guys glanced at you, raising their eyebrows. You raised your eyebrows back at them and they brushed it off, hoping you weren't really gay. Not that you had anything against gays, gays are gays.

You sighed as you grabbed your jersey shirt and shorts and dashed to the bathroom stalls. Like hell you were changing there! You shook off the thought and slowly changed into the clothes you knew so well.

" It's game time, bitches! " You said to yourself, grinning as you stepped out of the stall.

Only to find out that the guys were changing their lower parts. And the rest of the BTT happened to be in front of you. You quickly looked away, holding back a scream.

" Hola amigo~ You're excited for this~ " Antonio said, grinning at you. You coughed. Antonio was sweet and all, but sometimes he forgets that you really were a girl and even if you did love kicking men in the balls, that didn't make you have them!

" Of course I am! I'm so crushing you guys at B-ball! " You replied, snorting.

" You vish fag! Zhe awesome me is zhe best at basketball! " Gilbert said, snickering at you. You rolled your eyes.

" Have you won the regionals, no, nationals at least once then? " You said, a smirk curling on your lips. Gilbert raised his eyebrows and shook his head. You stuck your middle finger at him, sticking your tongue out.

" Ha! I've won the Nationals three times in a row, my awesome Gilbert~ In your face nigga! " You said, snorting and walking out of the door, smirking at Gilbert's face.

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The slight tweet of the coach's whistle was enough to get your adrenaline rushing. Although the rest of the class was particularly bored, you couldn't help but smile to yourself. Apparently, the girls had to do cheerleading, while the boys were in the game. You were so gonna show Gilbert who the man in basketball is!

" Alright, done with the rules. Done with the teams. Jump-ball at my blow! Ready, set..." The coach started. You glanced at Gilbert, who seemed to be the tallest in the other team. Coincidentally, you were the tallest in your group. A look of fierce determination passed Gilbert's eyes. You smirked at him, your pride swelling up. You glared at each others eyes, as the coach's whistle brought you back to reality. The ball was thrown into the air, and you hit it swiftly, passing it to one of your teammates, who had been waiting in the sidelines.

You smirked at Gilbert. Gilbert, who did not like losing, growled in response and chased after your teammate. You rushed to the other side of the court, as one of Gilbert's teammates stole the ball from your own. You swiftly stole the ball from him, causing anger to well inside the boy. You smirked at him and rushed to the other side of the court, swiftly dodging the other team. You threw the ball in the air, and it swiftly went through the hoop. You smirked at Gilbert, you was gaping at you.

This was getting good...

~(= + = )~ 1 hour later ~(= + = )~

(Male F/N) = 28
Gilbert = 6

You smirked at the score board. Your little fan club kept squealing each time you scored a point.

" Yeah! (Male F/N)! Crush them! " Eli screamed from the sidelines, despite the fact that she was actually screaming harder than your own fan club. You winked at her and blew a flying kiss, much to the jealousy of your fan club.

One more point, _______. Show them who the boss is! Gilbert can kiss your ass after all this. You coached yourself, mentally. You stood in front of the net. You glanced at Antonio, who was blocking Gilbert, who seemed pissed off. Antonio urged you to shoot it, you smirked in response. All of your teammates blocking the other team.

Or so you thought.

You fell to the floor, crumpling. You yelled out in pain. You heard the entire class gasp. You looked up to see the eyes of the guy you stole from earlier, the one on Gilbert's team. You groaned, clutching your body.

" (Male F/N)! (Male F/N)! Are you alright? " You heard Gilbert's voice say. You groaned in response, glancing at (name of girl you hate) who seemed to be smirking.

A bitch will always be a bitch...

" (Male F/N)! Amigo! " Antonio's muffled voice said, rushing over to you. Eli rushed over, along with Francis. The coach seemed to be giving a sermon to the guy who knocked you over, who seemed not to be dazed at all. You groaned, searing pain rushing throughout your body.

Suddenly, you were lifted up into the air. Gilbert picked you up, bridal-style. Your eyes fought to open, and you met Gilbert's red eyes, looking at you with concern and worry. No doubt about it, the awesome Gilbert was worried.

" Gilbert... " You whispered. Gilbert struggled to carry you.

" Coach. Clinic. Now. " Gilbert said, barking at the coach, who nodded, worriedly. You found it cute that Gilbert could speak in incomplete sentences.

Wait, what?

" (Male F/N), amigo... "

" Mon ami... "

" My bro... "

Your friends' whispered, worriedly. You looked to see the entire class, looking at you, worriedly.

" Bros. Don't worry about me. Finish the game. " You said, using your last bit of strength to pull your nearest teammate, Alfred, near enough so you could whisper in his ear.

" Score the last point for me will you bro? I promised Gil here that I'd kick his awesome ass. " You said, looking up at Gilbert, before going into a fit of coughs and fainting in his arms.

" (Male F/N)! " Was the last thing you heard, before blacking out.

~(= + = )~

You woke up, lying in a bed. You groaned as you felt a numbed pain rush throughout your body. You glanced around, realizing that you were in the clinic.

" About time you voke up. " Gilbert's piercing red eyes bore into your (e/c) ones. You shook your head, brushing away stray hair strands.

" What happened? " You said, looking at him.

" Zhe dude, vhat vas his name? Jacob? Pushed you, you fell, you coughed, you fainted in zhe awesome me's awesome arms. " He said, reenacting it with his hands. You rolled your eyes.

" Oh please. I was sick. " You said, coughing once more. Gilbert reached out and placed his hand on your forehead.

" Shit. You're burning. " Gilbert said, looking at you, his eyebrows furrowing. You chuckled.

" Well duh. " You said, going into another fit of coughs. " Where are the others? "

" Oh, zhey vere here. Classes. Zhe awesome me told them I'd be looking after zhe un-awesome you. " Gilbert said, nonchalantly. You rolled your eyes, hearing a distant (name of ringtone).

" Oh, zhe awesome me forgot to give zhis to you after last night. " He said, looking away and tossing your ringing phone.

Was that a blush on his cheeks?

" Thank you. " You said, opening your phone and pressing it to your ear. Gilbert looked at you, strangely.

" Feliks? Bro? Is that you? No way! What? Mom wants me to go home? You know I hate it there! Damn it. Feliks, please, don't beg. Ugh... Feliks... " You replied, as Gilbert raised his eyebrow at you.

" Vhat- " Gilbert started, you cut him off by motioning your finger across your neck, making the universal language of Shut up or I'm gonna kill you.

" Sheesh. Alright, alright. You owe me one bro. Yeah yeah. I love you too. Bye. " You finished.

" Vell? " Gilbert said, looking at you expectedly.

" Well what? "

" Who vas that? "

" Brother. "

" Und? " Gilbert said, looking at you, tapping his foot impatiently.

" And mom wants me to go home. Say... " You said, a devious plan forming in your head.

" Vhat? " Gilbert said, annoyed.

" How do you and the others feel about meeting my family? " You said, finishing with a smirk. The look on Gilbert's face was priceless.

" VHAT?!?!? "

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