Hello~! I thought you all would be itching for a wonderful PruLiet!
This is my first Hetalia Fanfic, so I'll love some critique from the more professional people!
So... Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to Axis Powers: Hetalia in any way shape or form.
I hope you all enjoy~!
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"This is your new home, da?" A Russian told the young silver-haired male beside him. There were cuts and bruises all over the younger male because of the war; he had nowhere else to go other than with this Russian man. He and West were separated by a concrete wall that stretched for kilometers without end and this was his last resort. He had to live here now.
The Prussian looked up from the floor and noticed a magnificent entry hall, like old man Fritz had in his mansion. He could hardly believe his eyes, thinking that the Russian actually lived in some crap shack. Maybe living here with this huge man wouldn't be so bad. He could lounge on the couch and watch TV and eat all the fruits he wanted. "Do I really get to live in this awesome house?" He almost sounded too excited. "Could I have a tour?" The Prussian asked with a smile.
"Of course. You follow me, da?" the Russian smirked, though Gilbert didn't notice, looking at all the beautiful things he'll get to play with later. Ivan started ahead of the other, stopping momentarily to pick the direction at a fork, taking a right. "This is Living room. TV is on with West German Television." Ivan stated, a dark teasing voice echoing. Gilbert didn't catch on, amazed at the Flintstones cartoon that was showing at the moment.
"We move on now." Ivan said, walking off towards the kitchen. After a few seconds, Gilbert ran after him to catch up, looking around as they headed towards the next destination. "This is kitchen, where food is made and dining room is there," Ivan pointed to a large table, "where we eat."
Gilbert took a look around, eyes stopping immediately on the sight of a fruit basket full of bananas, apples, oranges and pears. "Can I have one?" he asked softly, looking at the taller Russian. After getting the answer he wanted, Gilbert ran for the basket and stole the biggest banana he could find, opening it and eating it with glee.
"You are hungry, da?" Ivan asked lightly as he watched Gilbert devour the pale fruit. When he received a nod, Ivan walked over to the fruit basket, grabbing an apple and handing it to the younger male. "Take it. It is gift for you." Gilbert's face lit up as he took the apple in hand, but looked at the banana skin, searching for a trashcan. "Oh, I take that, da?" Ivan took the peel, "stay here for moment," Ivan pointed to the floor. Gilbert nodded and the Russian walked off, out of the kitchen with his trash. While the Russian was out, Gilbert looked through the kitchen a second time and walked to the dining table, taking a seat and biting into his apple.
It took several more minutes, but the Russian came back with a smile. "You were lonely, da?" He asked lightly. The Prussian shook his head, saying that he was only gone momentarily. "Ah, we will continue tour?" Ivan asked lightly.
The Prussian nodded enthusiastically, standing from his chair and walking behind the Russian, waiting to be lead to the next destination. "So, what do I get to see next? The bedrooms or maybe some fancy social room?" He asked lightly.
Ivan led the boy back through the hallway and past the Living room to the other end of the fork, leading Gilbert down towards a flight of stairs. "Here," he turned to the silverette, "is very special room." He explained, walking down the stairs, making sure Gilbert was following.
Down the stairs the two went and the glamor and beauty from upstairs started to fade, lights turning to torches and painted dry wall into dark stone. The air chilled as they reached the end of the stairs. "Um… What is this place?" The dark, damp aura made the air difficult to breathe, the feeling he was about to be jumped and killed by a ghost imminent.
"My special room, you are scared?" Ivan chuckled as he led Gilbert through the hall, stopping in front of a door. He opened it and the metal creaked loudly with the mention of mistreatment and walked in, noticing that Gilbert was right behind him.
Gilbert took a hesitant look around the room they were in, it was very much like the hallway, dark stone walls and a chill in the air, the door separating dividing the room and hall was merely iron bars. It felt like a prison. That wasn't what caught his attention though. There was a yellow spot on the floor. Walking up to it and inspecting, he realized it was the banana peel Ivan went to throw away. "What is this-?" He was cut off, noticing that Ivan was already heading out of the room. He ran towards him, prepared to leave this place, though, that was not what he received.
Ivan shut the Iron barred just as the Prussian's hands reached the cold metal. "Rather than my special room, it is now your room, da?" A childish smile spread across his face as he fastened a lock to the door. "Goodbye for now, Gilbert."
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ForsakenJettison.