Hello! This story will mainly forcus on Ludwig and Feliciano. The other on Gilbert and Romano. So, i already gave a summery, and, since i'm lazy, I won't do it again.

warnings: Mpreg, mentions of rape, sex

Pairings: LudwigxFelicano, GilbertxRomano, (one-sided) AntonioxRomano

Sibling Story: (look it up for Romano's side) : The Pursuit of Happiness

"Nah! L-Ludwig! Piú, Ludwig! Ho bisogno di te dentro di me piú profonda! " screamed Feliciano.

His lover, Ludwig, moved himself deeper and deeper inside him. Ludwig kisses the Italian's neck gently, he sweetly licked his neck and leaned closer to the smaller man's ears:

"Shhh…Ruhe selbst…" Ludwig whispered in his ear.

They always spoke to each other in their native language when they had sex. They loved hearing each others beautiful voices. Ludwig sounded much more caring speaking in German. He gently pulled out of Feliciano, then swiftly thrusted back in .

"Ah! Ah! Ma…Ma…Ma io vado a-!" Feliciano was almost at his limit.

Ludwig was pretty close too. He shuddered when he felt the smaller man tighten around him. The German looked down at his partner. He panted on the Italian's neck, still licking and nipping at the sensitive flesh. He leaned close to Italy's ear and whispered:

"Ti amo…" he said it in Feliciano's language.

"I-Ich liebe d-d-dich!!! Ti amo! Ti amo ,Ludwig! " He screamed, cumming all over his and Germany's stomach.

"Ich l-liebe d-dich, Feliciano…" Ludwig moan, spraying the hot white substance into his lover.

3 months later

Ludwig smiles at Feliciano. Running his fingers through his fondly, careful not to touch the sensitive curl. The Italian sat in his lap, nuzzling into the man's neck. Ludwig was wounded, bruised, broken… He had become weak after the war. Feliciano was being gentle not to touch a bad wound the German had on his shoulder, and Ludwig moved in with him so he could take care of him.

"Ve… Ludwig…You're so brave. I'm sorry. I'm sorry!" he said kissing his lover all over.

Feliciano felt like he could have helped Ludwig. He felt like it was his fault that Germany as so badly hurt… His fault that his brother belonged to Russia now… His fault that Kiku was bombed… Everything was his fault. He shuddered at the thoughts that ran through his head.

"Stop apologizing. Nothing is your fault Feliciano… As long as you are safe, I'm happy, okay? " Ludwig told him, kissing the Italian gently on the lips.

"Ve? I love you, Ludwig. "

"I love you too, Feli."

"It is getting late, I have to call Gilbert, you go to bed, and I'll be with you after I get off the phone. "

"Okay! Tell Gilbert I said hi!" said Feliciano, cheerfully dancing down the hall to the bedroom.

Ludwig stood up, hissing a bit from the gunshot wounds on his back. He let his fingers run through his hair, messing in up a bit, and then walked to the phone to dial Gilbert's number.

Ring… Ring…Ring…Ring….

"Privyet? "

"…Ahhh Hallo Ivan…"

"Ahhhh! Ludvig, how are jou? Are you keep vell? Gilbert is fine and all. "

"Ja… Ja… May I talk to him? "

"Mmm… Da, but only for 30 minutes, da? "

"Ja."

"Hallo, West? "

" Ah, Gilbert, are you doing well? "

" Yes, I am alright, I'm a bit starved though." said Gilbert.

"But, how are you, are your wounds healing?" Gilbert continued.

"Piyo, Piyo!" Ludwig heard.

It was Gilbird. He chuckled.

"Gilbird sound happy to hear me. " He told his older brother.

"How is Feliciano?" asked Gilbert.

"He's fine. " said Ludwig.

"I would be to if I were pleasured every night!" he heard Ivan yell.

Ludwig blushed hearing Ivan. The Russian began to laugh in the background, while Ludwig swear he heard Gilbert's eyes rolling.

"He's quite blunt…and vulgar.." Ludwig said.

"You think? "

"Ja, well, let me get to bed before Feliciano starts to whine." Ludwig said.

"Gute Nacht, West." said Gilbert.

"Gute Nacht, mein Bruder." said Ludwig hanging up.

Suddenly a loud, "! " Filled the room.

And Before Ludwig knew it, he was pinned to the couch.

'He's a lot stronger than he thinks…" Thought Ludwig.

It was of course Feliciano, who was now nestled on top of his hips. Only in boxers, as per usual.

"Ve, I just remembered! " said the Italian.

"Ja? " said Ludwig.

"I have to call Romano!"

"Ja, Ja. Use the phone and lets go to bed. '

"Okay!" said Feliciano, hopping over to the phone.

He dialed the number, standing up and down on his toes.

Ring….Ring…Ring…Ring…Ring… Ring…Ring…Ring…The person you have dialed can't take your call now, please leave a message after the beep. BEEP.

"Ve? Ramano? Are you awake? "

He called again, and still it went to the message machine.

" Romano, please pick up the phone... " Feliciano said, he was sounding panicked.

"No, this isn't right! " he said.

"Romano is always home by this tie of night, because he knows I always call him, and he would tell me if he were going somewhere. He doesn't go to bed until 12:00, and its only 10:53! " Feliciano told Ludwig, dialing again.

"Maybe he went to bed early. " said Ludwig.

"No, that's not like him, if he goes to bed before then, he has bad dreams!" Feliciano was really sounding panicked.

" Romano, se non alzare il telefono, chiamo la polizia!" he yelled into the phone.

"Feliciano, do not be so rash. " said Ludwig.

"…No! I want to see Romano now! We have to go, we have to call the police, what if he's missing or in trouble! " Feliciano had tears in his eyes.

It was then Ludwig realized how serious he was.

"Try and call him in an hour, okay? " Ludwig told him.

"If he doesn't answer, we'll call the police. Okay?"

"A-Alright. " Feliciano said..

He walked into the kitchen, taking a chair from the table, sitting down by the phone.

"F-Feliciano…" said Ludwig.

"Ludwig, c-can I sit in your lap? " he asked, wiping teas from his eyes.

"…Yes. " he said, picking up the Italian.

He then sat down, letting Feliciano sit in his lap. Italy nuzzled Germany lovingly, wiping the tears off one his shirt.

"I hope Romano is okay…" he said.

"Me too, Feli." said Ludwig, rubbing Feliciano's back to calm him down.

This is the end of chapter one. Romano's side of the story is a completely different story all together.

Translations:

Italian:

"Nah! L-Ludwig! Piú, Ludwig! Ho bisogno di te dentro di me piú profonda!"-

"Nah! L-Ludwig ! More Ludwig! I need you deep inside me more!"

"Ah! Ah! Ma…Ma…Ma io vado a-!" -

"Ah! Ah! But ... But ... But I'm going to-! "

" Romano, se non alzare il telefono, chiamo la polizia!" -

"Romano, if you don't pick of the phone, I'll call the police!"

German:

"Shhh…Ruhe selbst…" -

"Shhh ... calm yourself …"

"Ja"-

"Yes"

"Hallo"-

"Hello"

"Gute Nacht"-

"Good Night"

"Mein bruder"

"My Brother"

Russian:

"Privyet" (aka Привет)

"Hello? " (informal)

"Da." (aka да)

"Yes"