Disclaimer-I don't own a part of Italy nor do I own Hetalia.

Belonging

Time-Sometime after 1938, after the Austrian Anschluss (re-read fro reference) and after Buon-san Valentino

"AHHH! Ludwig! Help!"

Ludwig ran down the hallways of his house, following Feliciano's cries. He burst into the living room and found Feliciano sitting on the couch, with Roderich and Francis on either side of him. Francis was ticking the boy's right arm while Roderich was buttoning his shirt and putting a tie onto him.

"Hold still Feliciano, it's not straight." Roderich commanded.

"I…I'm trying to bu...bu…but Francis is…Ve~please stop Francis!!"

"Ahh~, you make such cute little sounds, mon petit italie~." Francis said seductively as his hands began to move toward the squirming Italian's chest.

"YOU TWO!" Ludwig shouted.

Francis jumped and let go. "Ack! Ludwig!"

Roderich turned to him calmly. "Yes, can I help you?"

"Stop that, both of you!" Ludwig stomped into the room. "What do you think you're doing?!"

"I was playing with my part of Italy. I do own his right arm you know." Francis said.

"I was fixing his appearance. I can't have my territory looking like a slob." Roderich replied.

"Well cut it out!" Ludwig said loudly.

"You can't tell me what to do with my territory." Roderich said.

Francis stood up, a confident smile on his face. "Yeah, you have no right to…"

Ludwig glared at him.

Francis shivered and backed away.

Ludwig looked at Roderich. "As long as you live in my house you will do as I say." He turned to Francis with a fierce look. "And you, you are not welcome here. Get out."

"Yes sir." Francis nodded vigorously and ran to the door.

"Fine," Roderich said as he stood up and walked into the next room. "But unless someone else claims my territory, you can't change the fact that I own that part of Italy."

"Same for me." Francis said, shutting the door behind him.

Ludwig groaned as he sat down.

"Thank you for saving me." Feliciano said. He noticed Ludwig's disgruntled face. "Ve, what's wrong?"

Ludwig sighed. "I just can't stand it whenever those two call you "their territory"."

"But I am their territory."

"I know that!" Ludwig snapped.

Feliciano squealed with fright.

Ludwig sighed and regained compose. "I'm sorry. Come here." He pulled him into a hug. "It's just… they insist that you belong to them and touch you and it just makes me feel…jealous." His cheeks turned pink.

"Jealous?"

"Yeah. I mean since we're a couple now, having those two own certain parts of you…I don't want to sound possessive, but it feels like you don't belong to me."

"Ludwig," Feliciano smiled, moved closer to Ludwig and put his arms around his neck.

"My arm might belong to France, and my chest might belong to Austria," He kissed him on the check. "But my heart belongs to Germany."

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Feliciano smiled wickedly. "There's another part of my body that belongs to you too. My bottom half is all yours~."

Ludwig sighed. "You've been hanging around Francis too much."

Feliciano kissed him from his chin to his neck.

Ludwig shivered and grinned mischievously. "Which may not be a bad thing…"

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