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Let's get to the fun part, shall we?
And on a side-note, this contains Yaoi. Lots of yaoi. You have been warned
Chapter ONE : How did it get this way?
It was a crisp April's morning and Ludwig had been on his daily walk as always. It was the way he cleared his head after a long day of mastering battle plans and creating war tactics.
As he was walking down the old dirt trail that ran along the country side he saw a figure in the distance. Figuring it was a tourist to come see his beautiful country, he ran towards the figure on the horizon, to greet them.
Only to find, that it was Prussia. His brother. Who hadn't been home for years now.
Germany looked at his brother in astonishment, thinking that Prussia surly had died, he was speechless. What could he say? He had thought his only brother had walked out the house one day and died. And here he was face to face with him.
Prussia stood there looking Germany in the eyes. One of his hands was in the pocket o f his jeans and the other was freely swinging beside him. He froze as he saw his stronger and older brother in front of him.
After a long wait of silence, Prussia calmly spoke; "Heh, it's been a while, hasn't it, big brother?". Germany looked at Prussia.
After finally meeting my brother that which I haven't seen in years, all he had to say was this? No explanation, no real greeting, and he didn't even say my name? - Germany thought to himself
Germany stood silent for a minute lingering on his fresh thoughts but then swallowed his anger and greeted his younger brother. "P-PRUSSIA! Where have you been? Why did you leave without any warning, any note, or even a good-bye!" Ludwig asked Gilbert in both anger and joy.
Gilbert could see that Germany was a bit flustered at this whole situation so he inhaled deeply and started to explain what had happened to him. "Ludwig, I didn't leave, I got lost in this damn country of yours. I went out into the woods and I couldn't find my way out. And no matter how hard I looked I couldn't find anyone to help me. I had to live off of those woods for the last four and a half years of my life. Making my own weapons to hunt my own game and I thought I was going to die." Prussia told him.
Germany listened intently but now interrupted him. "Brother, if only I knew." was all he was able to say.
And then Prussia continued; "One day I started up a fire when a tourist had found me and told me that there was a way out of here, and he showed me to the trail. As soon as I got out of that hell hole, I ran straight here.".
Germany took all this information like a sponge. Ludwig usually never let his feelings overwhelm him, but there was no stopping his actions. He hugged his brother and started telling him how he had thought after all these years Prussia had died and how he missed him. Prussia looked into the eyes of Ludwig for a moment and he spoke; "Brother. I love you." .
Prussia leaned over and kissed Germany. Forcing his way into Ludwig's mouth. There saliva intertwining for a second. Germany then pushed Prussia away. "B-BROTHER! Wh-WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?" he screamed at his younger brother.
Gilbert looked at Ludwig and explained how he was in love with him. And how he didn't care if it was taboo, he wanted to be with him forever. Germany fell silent for a moment.
"Gilbert... I have a lover." Ludwig admitted to his brother. "His name is Feliciano Vargas." he said quietly. Prussia stood there astonished at the news that he had just heard. He did the best he could do to hide his anger as he asked; "Does he live with you?" . Germany replied and told him that indeed Felicio did leave with him.
Prussia insisted on walking back to the house with Germany. To meet his lucky lover. Germany didn't sense any hate coming from his brother so he agreed. Turning around heading up the hill.
Back to his house. With a stranger that his lover had no idea about.