Ten year old Roderich was getting beat up. He was always a dorky kid and an easy target. Plus it made things easier now that his father was dead and Gilbert was off on a trip with Mr. Fritz. So he didn't have his father or older brother to defend him! That is, until "he" came.

"Hey, leave him alone!" A Hungarian accent yelled, shoving though the crowd and to Roderich. To the Austrian's surprise, the Hungarian wrapped "his" arms around him protectively, hugging him and glaring at everyone else. And, even more surprisingly, everyone listened to the "boy".

The green orbed "boy" looked at Roderich "Are you alright?"

Roderich nodded, wiping tears off his cheeks. "I-I'm Roderich by the way."

The "boy" grinned, "I'm Elizabeta! Hey... do you know why they were beating you up?"

Roderich shrugged, "I honestly don't know... it happens a lot."

"Well then... you need someone to protect you!"

"My brother normally does that..." Roderich said, "But he's out of town."

"Well, you need someone to protect you when he's not around! And.... I'll be that person!" Elizabeta smiled, taking Roderich's hand. Roderich felt his cheeks heat up a little.

When Gilbert got back from his trip, he couldn't believe he hadn't introduced Roderich to Elizabeta sooner! He kept teasing that they would get married one day. But one day... Elizabeta made the vow to protect Roderich... for all of her days, and Roderich made the same vow. At the wedding, Gilbert sheded a few tears. Not for reasons one might think, but because he was proud of his brother for finding a girl like that.