A/N: This is not a sequel, but an alternate ending to Open It (which you should first read for this to make sense). It will take a whole 10 minutes of your time, but you really should to do it,. Even just for the inside jokes and references in this ending ^w^ /shotdead/
P.S. You may notice that the colours of Lilli's...outfit...are that of the Prussian flag. I'm cute and clever, what can I say.
Ah, maintenant on y va! Allez, allez! LISEZ~!
She clung around herself; her thin arms and hands crossed in an X over her near bare chest with embarrassment. This was not a uniform. This was not clothing.
"Hey Lilz, you almost dressed, babe?"
Lilli shivered, staring at the locked bathroom door. He was just on the other side. Him. A second tremor sliced up her spine.
She had only met Prussia - no, Gilbert, he said to call him Gilbert - oh, hell with what he wanted! He wanted her dressed down like this too, now didn't he? Lilli sighed to calm herself down, noticing her teeth chattering as she did so. Only today, when he waltzed up to her front door and claimed to be a friend of Vash's -
Bruder. She thought, turning to look at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. Bruder, help me.
Lilli's summer green eyes were pleading back at her reflection under a few strands of her short, yet feminine golden hair. Her pale arms hardly hid the skimpy top half of her outfit, and her legs were shaking with nervousness and cold from bare coverings.
Little Lilli was clad in a tiny black boostier, with white lace along the top and gold ribbing, ribbons tightening in the front, giving it a corset look. Below that was a skimpy, matching black thong, covered by a short gold mesh lingerie skirt, almost totally seethrough. Lacy garders pulled down from the thong and were clipped, with little white bows, to black thigh high fishnet stockings, and to top it all off, the Iron Cross choker necklace was still fastened around her throat.
"Oh Liiiilliiiiii..."
"J-Just a minute!" She stammered, shooting one last agonizing glance at the mirror. Verdammen verdammen verdammen!
Tentively, she flicked the lock on the bathroom door and turned the handle. Why was she here? Why, WHY? And in such a get-up as this? How could someone be so...X-rated with her? She was 16 for hell's sake! And he was...what, 10 years older than that?
"Why hellooooooo there, Lilli!" Gilbert was leaned on the wall beside the bathroom door, awaiting his prey - er, servant - eagerly. Prussia scanned over the girl, smirking to himself at his choice in costume. "Fits good, eh?"
"...It's h-hard to tell, there's hardly enough fabric to fit anything." Lilli gazed to the hardwood floor below her feet and rubbed her arm with her opposite hand.
"Perfect." The grin widened. "Right; down to business, Lilz. You've got a few chores around the house, and since it's your first day, I'll follow you around to make sure you're doing 'em right. Try and keep me happy, because there will be punishment if you screw up too much. Can't go soft on you just 'cause you're cute!"
"Uh huh." Lilli nodded, noting that 'punishment' was most likely not scolding the way Vash did. She just wanted this day to end. To disappear. To evaporate. To insinorate. To dissolve. To die. To -
"I made a list!" Prussia straightened up off the wall and dug though his jeans pocket, pulling out a crumbled slice of paper and handing it to the shy girl. Lilli eyed it over quickly.
1. Mop kitchen
2. Clean counters
3. Make & serve lunch
4. Clean up after meal
5. Organize magazines in living room
6. Organize medicine cabinet in bathroom
7. Lay carpet in Master Bedroom
It didn't seem all that strenuous to Lilli. It would just be...strange serving Gilbert.
Lilli got to work in the kitchen first. It was a large room with wide windows and white everything; walls, counter top, floor tiles, appliances, the room in entirerty glowed in the snowy tone. After cleaning the floor and counter, the weakly pulled on the fridge door and peered inside.
"Um, Gilbert," She chirped. Prussia was slumped down in a seat at the table, supervising her first day. "Is there anything specific you'd like to eat?"
"Can you use a frying pan?" Lilli nodded. "Can you pour drinks from a bottle?" She nodded again. "Can you boil and mash potatoes?" Once more, her head bobbed up and down. "Then you're good! Whatever you can make out of that combination sounds edible to me!" Prussia laughed, linking his fingers together behind his head of silver hair and leaning back in his seat.
"Er, okay..."
Half an hour (or so) later, Lilli delicately placed a full plate of wurst sausage and potatoes in from of Prussia at the table, and she quickly scooted back to bring in his rounded-over mug of German Beer.
Lilli was shocked by Gilbert's sudden movement. As she was at his side, placing the glass carefully on the table as not to spill the drink, his curious hand snuck up behind her. Suddenly, his sly fingers clamped and he pinched her bare ass, startling and embarrassing the poor girl.
Liechtenstein nearly jumped out of her skin. She stepped away from the table quickly. Prussia was beaming with a slick smile.
"What's the matter, Lilz? 'Bruder' never grab you before?"
"N-No, never! N-Not like...oh..." She blushed furiously and ducked back into the kitchen to eat her own meal without Gilbert in her line of sight.
"Oh maaaaiiid...come clear the table!" Prussia called after another gap of time. Lilli scurried in quietly and began picking up the dishes. When she reached for the half-empty mug, Prussia stopped her.
"Leave that here, chicky. I've got something to show you. Go throw those in the sink, would ya?"
She did as she was told, a trickling, but still mounting suspicion in her gut. Lilli returned to the table.
"C'mere babe," Gilbert snatched a chair and pulled it right up beside his. "Park 'er here."
Lilli sat delicately. The chair was icy against her thighs, but she said nothing.
Prussia shoved the glass closer to her. "D'you know what makes German beer diff - better than normal beer, Lilz?"
"...That it's German?" She took a guess at what the nobly Germanic ex-Empire was insinuating.
"Exactly! And for that bright deduction, you get to drink the rest of this!" His arms shot out as he eagerly took her by the hips and slid her into his lap at the table, clasping his hands together in her lap so she could not move away.
"Oh!" She blushed a deep, twitterpated pink. "Um, no thank you."
"What?"
"I said n-no thank you."
"Yeah yeah, I'm not deaf! Why not?"
"I...don't...like it."
"YOU DON'T LIKE BEER?" He nearly burst out in her ear.
"Uh, not particularly. That's more of a male thing."
"Oh c'mon, you're a Germanic Principality...kinda...er, not really...well, you speak German! So drink it~!"
"No thank you."
"I said drink it."
"Please, that's alri-"
"I said drink it. That's an order, little frau." His eyes were hard and determined, boring into hers, and his hands unlatched from each other to clasp around her waist. Lilli gulped nervously as he leaned his face in close to her's. One hand suddenly left her middle and slid down to a garder on her upper thigh. "You don't want to be punished on your first day for not following orders, do you?" So fast she hardly saw it coming, Prussia's hand landed on her flesh. He looped his thumb under a garder and pulled it up sharply, breaking it open and letting part of her stocking drape loose.
"O-Okay! I'll drink it!" She squealed, grabbing the mug as the smirk returned over Prussia's lips.
...Lilli really didn't like beer. As she swooshed a mouthful around before swallowing, thoughts of rotting meat and dead weeds and road kill popped into her head. The next few swallows, she tried not to keep the drink over her taste buds for long.
Her sight began slowly blurring around the edges and her mind seemed lighter and less controllable as she took her last few sips. The mug clattered back onto the table and Lilli mysteriously (or not) began feeling top heavy. She swayed in his lap and nearly spilled sideways out of Prussia's grip and onto the floor.
"Whoa there, babe. You've got 3 more things on that list before you can take a nap."
"O-Oh, yes, I-I'm sorry Gilbert..." Prussia released her and she stood feebly, then wandered out into the hall and sauntered into the living room.
She immediately saw where her organization was needed. A coffee table beside a nearly empty bookshelf was rounded over with thick magazines. Lilli braced her wobbling body against the table and began searching the covers for dates.
Hmm, where had she seen this magazine before? They were all the same brand, just different months and years. She recognized the pictures - no, maybe the name from somewhere. But where? Play...Play...what was it? Something to do with rabbits. And who was that on the cover? That poor girl 's outfit reminded Lilli of her own at the moment, except she looked to be enjoying wearing and posing in hers.
After sorting the Bunny magazines chronologically, Liechtenstein stumbled her way into the bathroom. Let's see, she thought through her clouded mind. Organize the medicine cabinet, fine. Lilli opened the cabinet above the bathroom mirror, and swoosh - an avalanche of items dropped into the sink. Sighing, she began grabbing random items and replacing them on the shelves in the cabinet.
Toothbrush, pill bottles, soap, nothing too out of the ordinary to Lilli. All items she had at home -
Oh, right. That wasn't her home anymore. You better get here soon, bruder.
Lilli's fingertips grazed what felt to be a package as she dug drunkenly around the sink. Yes, it was a small box. She recognized this brand name, too. Trojan. As in, the Ancients Greeks? Hmm, what were these things for? Lilli flipped the box over to read the back.
Directions: Open package carfully. Place condom around tip. Slide over penis. Pinch tip to remove air. Double check proper fit.
Now, what was a 'condom', again? She could nary draw this up, either. But she was sure there weren't any of these in Switzerland's bathroom.
In her normal mind, she would have know to drop them, run far, far away, and pretend she never found them. Obvious to say, however, she wasn't in said mind.
"Well looky there," Lilli was startled by Prussia's raspy, alluring voice suddenly behind her. She turned to find him approaching her at the sink. "You found the second mystery box. And if you think about it, you could say what's inside is for you once again."
"Er..." Lilli's stomach flipped. "S-Sorry I spilled the cupboard. I'm almost done in here, then I can start in you room."
"Aw, that's alright." Gilbert's smirk seeded and grew steadily as he took the box from her hands and shoved it into his pocket. He snaked his arm around her naked shoulders, securing her snuggly to his side. "You found what you were supposed to in here. We - er, I mean, you can lay the carpet now."
"I though I was just *hic* organizing the cabinet. I-I didn't know I was looking for anything..."
"Oh well! You found it, so yay!~" Gilbert tugged her out of the bathroom and into the hall. He bolted through his home, dragging still dizzy Lilli along round every corner and set of stairs. Finally, they arrived the the master bedroom. When the slipped inside and Gil shut the door, Lilli gazed around. A dark, medieval inspired room, with rich burgundy linens and tapestries lining the walls. Hmm, pretty~
Then it struck her. Lilli squished her toes around on the floor, then gazed her feet. The room already had a carpet floor. "Um, Gilbert? The floor -"
Click. Her head leaped up in time to see Prussia's hand lower from the lock on the door. "It was just an expression, babe."
He grinned and pounced on her.
Lilli was knocked backwards, landing on her back on the fancy bed and smashing the back of her skull into the headboard.
"Ow! Aaah, G-Gil-" She moaned in pain, reaching up to her head to feel where it hurt.
"No," He pulled her hands down. "I'e got other plans for those hands of yours."
Gilbert climbed on top of her feeble body, straddling her. He leaned over the edge of the bed to dig through an open drawer of a bedside table.
"Here we go!~" He chimed, dangling intimidating leather wrist and ankle restraints in front of Lilli's quivering green eyes.
"Wha~?" A thin line of red trickled through Lilli's yellowish hair. She was nearly shaking as the Prussian fastened the belt-like restraints around her wrists, then chained the ends to the posts of his head board. "P-Please..." Lilli was whimpering by the time he locked the anklets to the foot of the bed.
"Hey, you're the slave, Lilz~"
"I-I though I was the maid!" A nauseous lump whelled in her stomach, threatening to spike up her esophagus.
"Meh. Maid, slave, sex toy, same thing."
"SEX TO- MMFGG!" Lilli's cry was muffled as the lightning haired Prussian saddled her hips, caught her by the hair and hauled her face up to meet his is a chaste, forceful kiss.
Lietchenstein struggled even harder under both her buzzed mind and the Prussian's hold. He released her lips quickly after their capture, his broad grin searing with delight. Without word or warning, Gilbert naughtily slid down her bound torso as she lay panting until his eyes were exactly above her groin. Prussia captured her calves and yanked her body down the covers until the leather around her wrists was pulled taunt and she could shift no farther down the bed. In doing so, it forced Lilli's knees to bend, and Gilbert's face became positioned quite cozily in her crotch.
"G-Gilbert, whatever you're doing, I'm begging you! Stop, please!" She twisted and turned on the mattress at the feeling of his rough digits peeling her thong down her legs. His face was...oh, it was so close...his face...which meant his mou-
Lilli figured it out just as Gilbert took to his advantage of power. Before she could finish her thought, she found herself screaming and shrieking in fear, shame, and - well, pleasure - as Prussia's warm, wet tongue burrowed through her feminine folds and dove inside of her seeping, untouched entrance.
Bruder! Bruder, help me, please! Her breaths shortened and hardened in what, she hated to admit, was spiking arousal as he twirled and rubbed her cavity. She could nearly feel his smirk against the flesh of her upper thighs. Lilli's lips trembled as her voice squeaked out a name for help. Vash, she wanted to say. Bruder Vash!
If only her body would be that kind to her.
"Ah...G...GILBERT!" She moaned, instantly realizing her lethal mistake. Verdammen verdammen VERDAMMEN! Not Gilbert, Vash! VASH! She cried inside of her head.
Satisfied at her outburst, Prussia finished his ruse after a few more tortuous minutes and wiped his mouth on his sleeve, setting a hand on either side of her and propping himself over the trembling servant once more.
"There you go, Lilz. Just what a Master wants to hear from his little chamber maid." His eyes were half misted over with excitement and lust. He leaned his face down into hers once more and pressed his lips on Lilli's again, now slipping his tongue, still slathered with other bodily fluids of hers, between her lips and smearing the taste throughout her mouth. Lilli felt his rock hard, nearly pulsating vital regions pressing firmly against where his mouth had only finished venturing as he loomed over her.
Lilli's world spun around and around; hormones, emotions, and senses knotted together and causing confusion. He slowly removed his mouth from over top of her and whispered:
"You see now why I didn't gag you, too?"
~*~ Meanwhile, Pacing Through His Quaint Cottage In A Nearby Country ~*~
Vash made yet another circle of his living room, brow furrowed and hands knotting together in deep thought.
He'd only been gone an hour or two. Lilli never mentioned going anyplace - she had no reason. There was no note, no telephone call, not even a sign of a struggle should something - someone have forced her from the damn house! But who would even try to take Liechtenstein? Sure, a good handfull of nations though Vash was a little young (an weak, but don't tell him that) to take care of his adoptive sister by himself, but neither had any of them even offered to help him or take her off his hands! Perhaps because they knew his immediate answer would be along the lines of screaming "NEIN!", uttering choice German curses, and chasing after them with a full blaze of firearms; yet still, maybe someone had dared...behind his back...
Vash relinquished his pacing and sighed heavily. It appeared obvious to him that she was not coming back on her own time, at least not fast enough. He sat defeatedly on the couch, arm reaching for the telephone on an end table to begin calling around to bordering nations.
Peep!
Switzerland's hand froze over the receiver.
Peep, peep peep! Niyo niyo~
There it was again! What was that, a bird? Where was that annoying sound coming from? Not a window - and why did it sound...familiar?
PEEP!
Vash nearly jumped out of his skin as suddenly, a little ball of something landed atop his white beret. Out of pure reaction, Vash swatted the hat from his head. It soared across the room and landed with a small thunk as it lightly smack the wall and fell to the floor.
It was quiet for a moment as Vash eyed his hat suspiciously, a small mound underneath it scurrying around, looking for an exit. Finally, the animal popped it s head out from under the brim.
A tiny golden baby chicken waddled out from under the hat and began chirping hastily and angrily at the Swiss teen for throwing him against the wall.
...A chicken? Vash wondered. Why the - how the - when the - who the - VERDAMMEN FICKEN FOTZE!
He jumped off the couch and bounded to and out the front door, slamming it open and sprinting from his home, all whilst loudly cursing, "I'M GONNA SLAUGHTER THE BASTARD! YOU SON OF A BITCH, GIVE ME BACK MY SISTER, PRUSSIA!"
~*~ Returning To The Prussian Manor ~*~
"GILBERT!" The manor's fancy front door burst open, a fuming Swiss pushing through, wild emerald eyes scanning the hall for the albino man.
"Hey, would ya look who it is! What's up, Swissy? You're not much of a visiting neighbor." Prussia suddenly appeared in a nearby doorway, leaning against the frame coolly.
"You damn well know 'what's up' , you Kraut cock! Where's Lilli?"
"Lilli? Oh, is that the girly you took off the streets? Pick that name out for her yourself, eh? Lilli. Huh. Is that short for something?"
"Don't play with me, bastard!" Vash stomped closer to Prussia, hands balling into fists at his sides.
"Oi, calm down, would ya? It just so happens that I may or may not know where little goldie locks is~"
"I know you do!" Vash reached out suddenly and caugh Gilbert's collar, tugging his face down into his. "She never leaves the house, she would never disappear without telling me, and I didn't say she was blonde, now did I? Your stupid chicken was in my living room! You have her! Now where are you hiding my sister?"
Gilbert smirked, amused. "Who says she's hidden?"
Switzerland's unoccupied hand flashed down to his belt, flicking a loaded pistol from his pocket, lifting and pointing it to Prussia's temple. "Where."
"Well, you're no fun to play with~"
With a swish of Vash's thumb, the gun was cocked.
"Alright alright, fine. I'll bring you to her, ya' stick in the mudd." Switzerland slowly released him, watching him warily as he turned and headed for the grand staircase in the room of the doorway they were in. Prussia stopped for a moment at the foot of the stairs and reached for something on the other side of them, out of Vash's line of sight.
"What are you grabbing?" He questioned sternly.
"Relax, would ya?" It's just the keys to the room she's in. Calm down a bit, huh? Look, she's right up those stairs if you want her so bad. Be my guest, run up first. I'm not lying."
Switzerland's heart leaped at the though of his sister safely back under his wing. He took off through the room and began quickly climbing the stairs.
"Oh, but Swissy, first I've got to warn you!" Prussia's steps were not far behind Switzerland's on the staircase.
Vash groaned and turn around, annoyed. "Oh, what? Make it quick."
Smash!
Vash crumpled on the stairs, instantly unconscious after a direct blow to the head. Gilbert's smile only broadened as he swung the frying pan over one shoulder, triumphant to have mastered Hungary's attack seamlessly. Hey, it worked.
He left the weapon on that step, as well as tossing away Switzerland's pistol. He grabbed the unmoving blond by the neck of his military jacket and drug him up the stairs to the exact room he mentioned as Lilli's whereabouts.
"Just 'cause I'm showing you where she is doesn't mean you can take her back." He pushed the door open, tossing the body into the room, it landing beside that of the girl's. "She's not leaving tonight, and neither are you."