The look in his eyes. The look of power, lust, hatred. I watch it contort into a wicked smile as another herd of prisoners were shoved into the grey blocks. I hated it, hated standing here in the ashes of the dead watching as more were sent. At least they didn't know they were going to die for, the pain of watching those who know their deaths are coming would be worse by a hundred fold.
I let my expression remain blank as the screams came, echoing around the whole camp. The thick black smoke wisped up from the furnace. I didn't let myself flinch, didn't let my features twitch. This was the fourth group today and this monster stood their smiling like a little boy in a candy shop.
The things I would do if I my master hadn't bound me to him.
"Deutschland," he spat, turning to face me, the smile gone from his lips. His daily "pleasure" over with, "I have business to attend to in Buna Auschwitz-Kattowitz. I suggest talking to the Axis Alliance about another air raid in England while I am away. Assign a few attacks to Japan on another country as well, preferably America. They have become troublesome. Adolf is visiting family and will have the air ships ready when you come back to deploy. Don't bring shame to us, Deutschland. We are counting on you."
I held the vomit of words I wanted to spew at him in and gave him a curt nod before he took his leave. My whole body itched with disgust, embarrassment from not being strong enough to stand up to a man who doesn't even hold much power over me. I still had one feat over him, even though quite small. I refused for him to get personal with me and demanded my name, true name, not to be uttered from his mouth. I would be referred to as Deutschland, not Ludwig. I want no connections with there creatures other than what is written on paper.
I stood alone, and looked out to the grey horizon. It made me sick, I wanted to shoot each stupid grey uniformed fool that I spotted. I wanted to rip holes in the barbed wire fence with my hands. I didn't want these people to suffer just because one man became jealous that they could handle money better in a fixed society. I wish I had enough power to demolish this abomination. But, one man alone, sworn to secrecy, had no power against another man who had an army in his arsenal.
I take one more glance at the scenery of twisted men and broken bodies. I held in a scream and turned away from the people who needed my help. I left them behind with a blank expression. I might as well have been Himmler for all the good I have done for them. I am just as good as my superiors. I am worthless scum that has gained power over many. And now, I am on my way to gain power over even more.
"Doitsu?" I sound out on my tongue, feeling the foreign word around in my mouth, "Doit, suuuu~"
"Exactly," Japan said, smiling slightly.
"That sounds so much better than Germania," I giggled, "Doitsuuuuuu~! I like the su at the end."
"Yes, a lot of our words have smooth endings like that," giggled Japan too, "How do you say my name in Italian?"
"Giappone," I smirked, pride for my language swelling up inside of me.
"Gia-poon," grinned Japan, "Pooon."
We both started to laugh ridiculously hard as I screamed out Germany's name in Japanese and he screamed his own name in Italian. It was wonderful, Japan and I had gotten a lot closer over the last few weeks. Germany had been away and I had been visiting Japan at his home. We recently got message that Germany wanted to hold a meeting with the Axis Powers so, I stayed over at Japan's for a couple nights. He showed me so many cool things! It was awesome.
"I can't wait until Doitsu gets back," I coo, wiping the tears from laughing so hard away, "I want to tell him how to say his name in Japanese! He'll be so proud of me for learning stuff! I bet he'll throw me a party and we can make pasta together!"
Japan brought his hand to his mouth to stifle his giggles as a someone cleared their throat behind me. I quickly turn around to find Germany casually leaning against the door frame. A smile breaks onto my face as I clumsily stand up and race over to him.
"GERMANY!" I manage to scream out before wrapping my arms around him and shoving my face into his chest.
I felt his whole body tense in my grasp. I lift my head up to look him in the eyes, confusion leaked across my face.
"Germany?" I question, trying to read his expression, "What's wrong?"
He almost looked surprised, as if he expected me to do something completely different then what I am now. Which, is pretty weird considering this was my normal greeting to him. My expression falls; have I done something wrong? Is Germany mad at me?
"Are you mad at me; did I do something wrong?" I stumbled out, making sure I held his gaze.
"No," he grunted, averting his eyes from mine. His face turning slightly pinker.
"You sure, Doitsuu~?" I mumbled out, trying to catch his gaze again.
"Doit-what?" stated Germany in a confused manner, finally looking at me.
"It means Germany in Japanese," I smile proudly, "Japan taught it to me~"
I looked over my shoulder at Japan, his head ducked and his face a tad bit red.
"Japan showed me so many cool things too," I said, "Do you mind if I show Doit-suu~ the stuff you showed me, Japan?"
"Italy, you don't just ask someone if you can give someone else a tour of their home," Germany helplessly sighed, finally un-latching my arms from around him, "It's impolite."
"No, it's perfectly fine with me," Japan quickly stumbled out, looking in between the both of them, "I'll prepare something to eat, Italy can show you around my home. He has been here for the past couple weeks when you were gone so, he can practically walk the grounds blindfolded."
I made a mental note to actually walk around the grounds blindfolded to show Germany how amazing I am...
"Veeee~" I coo, grabbing Germany's hand and pulling him towards the doorway, "We'll be back in an hour or two, Japan!"
"O-okay," stuttered Japan before I managed to pull Germany into the hallway.