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Hungary relaxed hearing Roderich wasn't injured, but that relief quickly turned into embarrassment and a shade of guilt. He coughed lightly into his fist as he shyly averted his eyes. "Oh... well... I don't have any clothes that can fit this body so I came to borrow some," he admitted, gesturing to the torn school uniform that was too tight, ripped and many of the buttons holding his shirt together had popped completely off exposing his taunt chest.

He held out a hand to Austria almost in the same manner a gentleman would invite a princess to dance and smiled warmly at her. "I would be happy to help you, Ms. Austria," he said as his eyes filled with affection and respect for the beautiful woman before him. No matter what gender either of them were, Hungary deeply admired his beloved Austria.

"I have some dresses you can wear!" Hungary volunteered with a little too much enthusiasm. His green eyes all but sparkled as he imagined how adorable Roderich would be in some of her clothes. If he was still a girl he might have squealed with excitement. Catching himself and his less than gentlemanly slip, his cheeks turned another shade of pink. "Oh... I mean... You can borrow some of my clothes, too. I can think of some that would suit you well."

The Hungarian's smile had turned a tad sheepish, but it was still charming and full of the devotion he felt for Austria as he lead the lady to where her clothes were stored. He waited patiently, allowing her to chose which garments she was willing to temporarily part with.

"Thank you," Hungary said as he took the clothes gratefully and smiled at Roderich. "I'll be right back." He hurried to the bathroom and removed his tattered shirt and uniform before slipping into the clothes he had been given. Elizaveta couldn't help being pleased to notice the new outfit even had Austria's scent on it and smiled like a love struck school girl. Which would have been true earlier that day. The man was quite pleased to be dressed decently and his mind drifted back to what clothes he needed to get for Austria in return. She was just so beautiful anything would probably look good on her. Hungary grinned at the thought.

"Ms. Austria," he chimed happily as he stepped out of the bathroom fully clothed. "I'm going to go fetch you an outfit. You don't mind me leaving you for a few minutes, do you? I will return immediately, I promise." Honestly, he suddenly hated the idea of leaving his lovely Austria unguarded knowing how France and Prussia liked to pick on her sometimes. Now that she was a girl there was no telling what they might try to get away with behind his back.

Hungary's expression softened at his Austria's blush. Even though he knew it wasn't proper to be so bold with the aristocrat, for some reason his impulses were so much stronger as a man and Elizaveta couldn't resist approaching the lady. He took her hands in his and placed a feather light kiss upon her forehead.

"I promise," he said gently as he pulled back, bringing her porcelain hands up to his lips and bending to meet them half way as he kissed to place another kiss on the back of one. Hungary let go and flashed her another warm smile before he exited from the room to gather her some clothes to wear.

It took around ten to twenty minutes before Hungary finally returned with a bright smile and an arm full of dresses for Austria to try on. "I'm sorry for the wait," he said brightly as he laid the outfits out on the bed for Roderich to chose from. All of them were modest and came to a reasonable length, but they tended to vary in style. Some were relatively plain and simple while others had various ruffles and ribbon to make them extra cute. It wasn't too hard to see which ones Elizaveta most likely wanted his genderbent girlfriend to put on, but he was struggling not to push anything on Roderich.

Either way, Hungary seemed to be enjoying all of this a little too much. Which probably wasn't hard to understand considering he had spent his childhood believing he was a boy only to find out later in life that wasn't true. Also, considering his best friend was Poland of all people, the idea of dressing in "drag" was obviously something he not only accepted but encouraged.

Then again, was it really drag if you had switched genders?

Hungary couldn't help smiling at the dress Austria picked. It was one of his personal favorites and he could already imagine how lovely Roderich would look in it. He resisted the urge to lean back against the furniture while he waited and toyed a bit with his hair. It wasn't quite as long as normal, but Elizaveta appreciated that he still had some length to it. Having short hair would have been a shock since it had always been kept long his entire life. It seemed as a boy that wouldn't have changed about him.

"Beautiful," Hungary said with a warm smile as he walked over to Austria with a soft blush. He couldn't help admiring how the dress enhanced her figure in all the right places and seemed to fit nicely. "I think you look wonderful."

The Hungarian man's blush spread as a new impulse gripped him, but he had the self control to hold back for the moment. "Ms. Austria, would it be alright if I kissed you?" he asked. "You look so cute I feel like I need to."

Hungary's eyes lit up with surprise and joy. Normally Roderich was difficult to get close to with all of her formalities, but receiving permission to kiss her had been very easy this time. Perhaps it was because she was a girl now? That was possible and Elizaveta couldn't say he didn't like the change. Of course, the challenge of getting a kiss or hug sometimes made it that much more rewarding, too.

The Hungarian stepped forward and wrapped one arm around Roderich's waist to pull her closer against him. He lifted a hand to lightly tilt up his lover's chin and just stared into her eyes for a few brief seconds. They were so big and beautiful fluttering behind her long lashes like amethysts. Elizaveta's heart beat faster before he leaned in to place a gentle kiss upon his beloved Austria's lips.