DO NOT OWN HETALIA!
WARNING: YAOI AND MPREG!
Around anyone else, Prussia, or Gilbert as he was also known as, would claim that he hated Russia, or, as some called him, Ivan. To anyone else, Gilbert hating Russia was a fact.
To Gilbert and Ivan though, this was a lie. They were lovers behind the scenes. They called each other 'Gilbunny' and 'Vanya' when no one was looking, and called each other 'annoying whiny little сука' (1) and 'red commie fat-ass Russki' when they were looking.
They just weren't ready for their relationship to come out. Gilbert knew his bruder, Germany, or Ludwig, would most likely not approve and Ivan knew that his sestra, Belarus, or Natalya, would attempt to kill his Gilbert.
Yes, 'his Gilbert'. Because he owned his precious little Kaliningrad Oblast/GDR/Prussia, or, as he preferred to call him, his 'кролик' (2).
Anyway, for those two reasons I, the easily distracted, and annoying narrator, Rachele, mentioned earlier, they were dreading telling about their relationship. But, they knew it would come no matter what, so they may as well get it over with quickly, yes?
They were planning on telling at the next meeting. Gilbert would insist that Ludwig take him to the meeting, and then somehow manage to make him late, and Ivan would save a seat for Gilbert at the meeting. When Ivan's turn to speak came around, they'd announce that they had, indeed been going out since the year 1978. Thirty-three years.
That was the plan. They could only hope it worked out.
There was an awkward silence in the meeting room. For once, no one was arguing. It was as though the missing presence of Ludwig kept them from even speaking. Ivan on the other hand was happily humming a little song under his breath, excited that their plan seemed to be going good so far.
That is, until Ludwig walked in alone. The smile that seemed to always be etched into his face fell and his humming stopped. The look on Ludwig's face was that of shock. He was pale white and his eyes were wide.
"Yo dude, what's up?" Alfred said.
"Германия (3), what is wrong?" Ivan asked "you look as though you have seen a ghost."
"A g-g-g-ghost?" Alfred squeaked, jumping into Arthur's lap.
Ivan rolled his eyes "Not a real ghost Америка (4). It is how you say, a 'figure of speech', da?"
"I knew that," Alfred said, blushing furiously as he jumped out of the surprised Arthur's lap. Ivan rolled his eyes again.
"It's Gilbert," Ludwig suddenly said hoarsely, and Ivan snapped to attention. "He's pregnant."
Rachele: GYGYUJKFTYDWHATISTHISIDON'TEVEN-
Eb: . . . I think it's your first Mpreg fic. . . With your OTP. . .
Iv: I- I think it is. . .
Rachele: :U WHATHAVEIDONEEEEE! CRUELWORLDTAKEMENOW! -twitches then dies-
Eb: She SHOULD be working on 'The Sappy RomCom That Is My Life: Freshman Year'.
Rachele: -comes back to life- ON IT! -speeds off-
Eb: HEY! If you review, you get a free hug from any character of your choice. Just tell us who.
Iv: RandR everyone. :)
Translation:
(1)- Сука - Suka (Russian) – Bitch/Slut
(2)- Кролик - Krolik (Russian) – Bunny/Rabbit
(3)- Германия - Germanyia (Russian) - Germany
(4)- Америка - Amerika (Russian) - America
AND THAT'S A WRAP.
God, I've always wanted to say that.
