Nation's Child
Chapter 1
" Ve~, Germany, do I have to?," Italy wined, sulking behind the German nation.
"Ja, Italy, You've been sick for weeks," Ludwig said, he hated seeing his "lover", as Italy calls them," looking so down. He put their black colored phone back on the charger, having just called the privet doctor for the Italian nation. All the personified countries have their own doctor, appointed by their government.
"Your doctor will be here within the hour," Sitting down on their dark green couch, Ludwig picked up his stack of paper work and pen from the coffee table. Since Feli had first gotten sick a couple of weeks ago, Ludwig hadn't gotten to finish a lot of his work, being to busy to take care of the sick nation.
He started reading the first page when he felt the couch dip beside him. "But, what if there's something really horrifyingly wrong with me, like some kind of disease that's going to kill me, I don't want to die," Feli jumped at Ludwig, wrapping his arms around his shoulders, successfully knocking the papers in Germany's lap to the floor.
Ludwig signed, rapping his left arm around Italy's torso and brought him onto his lap side-ways, with Italy's legs folded on his right side. He leaned forward to put the single piece of paper and pen on the glass top of the table, leaning back against the couch Germany said in a soothing voice, "It's okay Italy, you are a nation, your economy isn't bad and your not in any wars, you are not going to die," rubbing his left hand up and down the Italians back and his right hand holding Italy's left thigh.
"Ve~ promise?," Italy said, holding his head up from where it laid on his boyfriends chest, and looking into his sky blue eyes.
"Ja, I promise," Ludwig said, looking away from Italy's trusting amber eyes. Truth was he didn't know what was wrong with the one he loved. He had been watching the news every day, but Italy's economy stayed the same, and there was no conflict between his people, all the things that would make a nation sick. With all this going on Germany was almost positive Italy wasn't going to die, even if a country dissolves they will still stay alive, like Prussia, ancient Rome and many others, even their great-great-grand mother Pangaea was still alive, though she lives some where if the jungle, preferring the old way of living instead of big cities. The only know way to kill a nation is to destroy their land, making it completely uninhabitable.
Hearing the door bell ring, Ludwig sat Feli down on the couch and stood up, steeping over the pile of papers, making a mental note to clean them up later, and walked over to the door, leaving Italy to wipe the tears that were cascading down his face and looking over the back of the couch to see who was at the door.
Grasping the bronze door nob, Germany pulled the wooden door open and was meet by a young women that looked to be in her early twenties. She had dirty blonde hair in a pixie cut, with a black beanie hat, a slight tan, and big blue eyes.
"Ciao, I'm Doc. Tabithena, personal doctor to North and South Italy," She said sweetly, holding out her manicured hand. "Germany, but my human name is Ludwig," grasping her hand and giving it a firm shake.
Steeping inside she slipped off her black boots and set them by the door, leaving her in her white socks, and walked over to the couch where Italy was still sitting, Ludwig closed the door and followed behind her, sitting in the brown recliner.
"Feliciano, what seems to be the problem,"
"Ve~, It's horrible Tabithena, sometimes I feel great, like right now, but other times I feel really sick, so much that I throw up, please tell me I'm not going to die,"
"No, your not going to die, though that's really weird that your getting sick when nothing bad is happening in Italy, can you take your shirt off for me?," taking her stethoscope from around her neck to her ears as Feli unbuttoned his long-sleeved dress shirt, letting it fall behind him.
"Sit up straight for me," she ordered, putting the chest- piece to his slightly muscled chest. "Deep breath in,and out, and again," moving left and right, "okay, scoot up," placing it on his mildly tan back doing the same as before.
"He's also been sleep a lot more then he usually does," Ludwig added from beside the couch, when he had gotten up to pick up the papers scattered on the floor.
"I'm going to need to take a sample of your blood," taking a syringe out of a pocket of her white lab coat. "Do you have to?," Italy cried close too tears.
"Yes, but I'll be real quick, you can even lay down if you want, and Ludwig can hold your hand," she said standing up, giving Ludwig enough room to kneel beside Italy.
"But-" Italy started to protest when Germany cut him off, "No but's Italy this is the only way they can tell what's wrong," holding Feli right hand, guiding him to lay on his back.
During their conversation Doc. Tabithena had sterilized the needle and gotten a damp cotton ball ready. Swabbing the point just below the joint of Italy's right arm, she stuck the needle in the point she cleaned, hearing a whimper form Italy, and took the blood she need all in a couple of seconds.
"There,see, quick and easy," she said holding up the syringe and placing a little plastic cap over the needle and laying it on the table. "I have colored band aides and dinosaurs band aides, which one you want," holding up to different boxes.
"Ve~ dinosaurs," Tabithena sat the colored box down and took one out of the dinosaur box, peeling it open reveled a light green band aide with a dark purple cartoon dinosaur on it. She placed it where a small bead of blood was, running her thumbs over it lightly to make sure it stuck.
"I need to run out to my car and get the rest of my equipment, do you mind if I use your kitchen table?," Tabithena asked, gently putting the syringe back in her pocket.
"No, I don't mind, do you need any help carrying anything?," Ludwig said.
"No, there's not much, I'll be fine, grazie," reaching the door she slipped on she boots and headed outside.
Looking at the clock on the far wall Feli gasped, "It's almost dinner time, I'll make some pasta," getting up from the couch and almost skipping to the kitchen.
Ludwig sat down at the spot that Italy had just abandoned and got to work on finishing his paperwork.
Doc. Tabithena came back in a few minutes later, with a small box about the size of her hands put together, finger tip to finger tip, and with out her white lab coat. She was wearing a grey and black horizontally striped long-sleeved shirt with black skinny jeans, a sliver chain necklace, and small ear studs that looked like they had a blue police box on them. She walked into the kitchen where Feli was and put the box on the table in the center of the room.
Italy was over by the stove, only in his jeans, stirring the pasta. He was humming a tune that she realized was "Azzurro" by Adrinao Celentano.
Pulling out a chair, she sat down and got her equipment out and started singing along to his humming, " e allora io quasi quasi prendo il treno e vengo, vengo da te,"
Turning his head to see her Italy said, "I didn't know such a young donne would know 'Azzurro'," with a smile on his face.
"My dad loved Adrinao Celentano, so I grew up listening to all his songs," she said, squirting some of Italy's blood in a pet-re disk(I think that's what it's called), from the syringe.
Italy, still humming, turned off the stove and picked up the pot and bringing it over to the sink, grabbing a strainer, he emptied the pasta into it, letting the water drain. Dumping the noodles in a bowl, he sat it on the counter, and opened the cabinets looking for the olive oil.
Looking back over to Tabithena, she was holding a device that looked, to Italy, like a plastic box with a screen and a cone point at the bottom. She placed the cone tip in the pet-re dish that was holding his blood for a few seconds, the plastic box beeped and numbers flashed on the screen.
"Ve~ what's that for?,"
"Just checking for something," She answered, writing down the results on a blank sheet of paper.
Shrugging it off, Feli put the finished pasta on a huge plate and sat it down in the middle of the table.
"Germany, dinners ready," Italy called, already taking a seat.
"Right on time, I just finished the last of my paper work," Ludwig said, walking into the kitchen and taking a seat beside Italy and across from Tabithena.
"Would you care to stay for dinner, Doc. Tabithena," Ludwig asked.
"Sure if you don't mind, I haven't had homemade pasta in years,but first I need to tell you the results," Getting nods from both of them, she seen their hands intertwine under the table.
"Before I tell you, I want you to know I wasn't going to look for this at the beginning, but I noticed Italy had some of the same symptoms my older cousin had when she was pregnant with her first born," "Es tut uns leid!, but what does this have to do with Italy?," Germany asked.
"Basically, everything, once I remembered that I looked at Italy's hCG levels, it's over 25mlU/ml, which means, he's pregnant,"
Italy sat there eyes wide, a hand resting on his smooth stomach. Germany was about to open his mouth to say something, when she continued, " And yes Germany, I know males don't get pregnant, that is human males don't, even though you two look human, your DNA is completely different, I don't know a lot about this, since the journals the previous personal doctors of Italy left, never mentioned pregnancy, but when I get back to the office I'll check in storage to see if the journals Ancient Rome's doctors left has anything on it,"
Italy, having gotten over the shock, wrapped Germany in a massive hug, "Ve~ Geramny, this is great a little bambino of our own, I wounder if it's going to be a girl or boy, I can't wait to tell fratello, and grande fratello Spagna and france,"
"Ja Italy, it's great," Germany said uncertainly, but if Italy heard he didn't let on, keeping talking about baby clothes to buy and what color the nursery would be.
After Tabithena had cleared her equipment off the table and the plates had been filled with steaming pasta, she was about to take her first bite when her cell rang from her jean pocket.
"Spiacente! I'll be right right back," getting up from the table and walking into the hall, she left them to continue eating.
Taking out her Apple iPhone 5s, and looking at the screen she saw South Italy's picture come up with his number underneath.
Pressing the green answer button, she put her phone to her ear, "Ciao, this is Doc. Tabithena speaking how may I help you?,"
"I'm sick and I need a F***ing examine, why else would I call you," Yep, defiantly South Italy.
"Okay, Lovino I'll be there soon," she answered hanging up and walking back into the kitchen.
"Sorry about that, but I'll have to take a rain check on eating dinner with you guys, Lovino just called saying he was sick,"
"Eh! Fratello's sick, or maybe he's pregnant to, then our bambino's could grow up together," Italy said , worried at first, then cheerful at the end.
Laughing she said, "Maybe, only one way to find out, and Italy from what I could tell your around four weeks along, and I'll be by once a week to make sure everything is going smoothly, but don't hesitate to call if your feeling any burning pain," getting nods from both of them she continued, "I'll let myself out," picking up the box and heading out.
The rest of the dinner was filled with Italy talking about the baby and Germany nodding his head distractedly.
Doc. Tabithena pulled her bright red Jaguar F- Type into the drive way of the shared house of Spain and South Italy, beside Lovino's deep red Alfa Romeo 4C and Antonio's black Acura RLX. Turning the keys and cutting the engine, she dropped the keys in her lab coat pocket and grabbed the box of equipment she used back in Germany at Ludwig and Feli's house. Opening the door, her boots were meet with the crunch of gravel as she stood up, closing the door behind her she walked up to the front door and rang the door bell.
Romano had just finished wash the dishes from their dinner when the door bell rang through out the house. Pulling the plug to let the water drain he heard Spain say "I'll get it," from his place in the living room, where he was lounging on the couch watching t.v.
Standing up from the plush red couch, Antonio strolled to the mahogany door, grasping the gold colored handle and swinging the door open he was meet neck to face with Doc. Tabithena, being taller then her.
"Hola, chica, what can I do for you?," Spain asked, green eyes sparkling.
"Ciao, I'm Doc. Tabithena, South Italy called saying he was sick,"
"Ah, si, please come in," stepping aside and closing the door behind her.
"You can leave your shoes on the mat," he told her, pointing to the lime green mat by the door.
Doing so, her sock clad feet padded on the hard wooden floor as she followed Toni to the living room.
"Lovi, Doc, Tabithena is here," Spain called out, sitting back down on the couch in front of the t.v that was playing a football game.
Tabithena sat down beside him, laying the box on the table that separated them from the flat screen.
They heard Lovino's voice before they saw him, walking down the hall "It's about f***ing time, I called you over an hour ago!," coming into the living room and sitting down on the other side of her.
"Sorry, but it takes time to fly from Germany to Spain,"
"Why the h*ll were you in the potato b***ard's country?,"
"Was Feli sick to?," Spain questioned.
Taking a deep breath in and letting it out she answered "If you must know Germany called me saying North Italy was sick,"
"So he is, I bet it's something the potato b***ard gave him,"
"Oh, lo terrible, poor Feli, though it's to be expected, Lovi and Feli always did get sick at the same time, being the same country,"
"No, Feli is not sick and I don't think you are either, Lovino,"
"If he's not sick then what the h*ll is wrong with him?,"
"I'll tell you later, but first I want to see if you have the some condition as he does,"
"You just said he wasn't f***ing sick,"
"He's not, and I will answer all your question at the end,"
"D**n it, no f***ing way, tell me what's wrong with him now," standing up quickly, face turning red.
"Lovi, calm down, she will tell us after she examines you, por favor sit back down," Toni said, standing up as well, being almost a head taller then Romano, trying to call his boyfriend down.
After a slight pause Lovino answered, "Chig, whatever," and sat back down, Toni doing the same.
"I need you to tell me the symptoms you've been having,"
"I can't f***ing hold anything down and I'm always f***ing tired, even more than I usually am,"
Same as his brother, as expected.
"How long has this been happening?,"
"D**n it, I don't know I haven't been keeping track,"
"I believe it's been about a month," Toni said, pointer finger resting on his chin and eyes looking up, thinking.
Four weeks, check.
"I'm going to need to take a sample of your blood," reaching in the box and pulling out the syringe.
After drawing his blood, with minimal argument from South Italy, Doc. Tabithena did the same that she did to North Italy's blood sample, checking Lovino's hCG levels.
Once the device beeped and numbers appeared on the screen, confirming Tabithena's suspicion.
Packing everything up she told them, " South Italy does have the same condition as his brother, he's pregnant,"
"Mi scusi, idiota, I'm male I can't get pregnant!,"
After explaining everything to them that she explained to Feli and Ludwig, she was out the door and driving to the airport back to Italy, to eat, take a nice long hot shower and a long nap, deciding to look through the older journals tomorrow.
"A bebe, Lovi, this is wonderful," Spain said, throwing his arms around his lover from their places on the couch.
"Oh yeah, I get to carry your spawn around for nine months, yip f***ing yea," Romamo sarcastically said, but for once not throwing Spain off him, a hand unconsciously resting on his lower abdomen.
So first Hetalia and Mpreg fic, decided to try something new. This is the most I've ever wrote for one chapter. Please tell me what you think and if you think I didn't get the nations personality's right. In till next chapter :)