Hi~ It's been a while, huh? ^.^ Anyway… I'm sorry it took me a while… I've had writer's block about how to begin this chapter, so yeah… It's short, but I'll try to make the next one longer! :DD I promise~

Hints of Spamano and USUK.

Warnings: Homophobia , just a little bit and Lovino… Oh, and a minor human OC [her first and last appearance] and I guess a country OC who is just mentioned.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. T^T Just Lux~~

~*~v~*~

Gilbert stood, heaving over the men who were bloodied and cowering in fear. The police stood by the albino, looking down at them.

"Well, Mr. Beilschmidt, we gotta thank ya for catching these weirdos," said one of them with an obvious American accent. "They've been runnin' 'round rapin' girls whenever they got the chance. I didn't think they'd go as low as to try to rape a kid." His blue eyes darkened frighteningly as he let his eyes look over the criminals.

The other police officer, a short, blonde Britishman, shuddered at the American's grammar. "Bloody hell, Alfred. Why don't we send you off to kindergarten again?" He walked over to one of them, heaving him up with strength that wasn't visible. His emerald eyes met with Gilbert's blood-red, angry ones. "Gilbert, lad, why don't you take care of Roderich and the child? Alfred and I will take care of these buffoons."

Alfred grinned and nodded. "Yeah! Artie and I can totally handle them!"

Arthur blushed, glaring. "It's Arthur, you git!"

Gilbert turned around, leaving the two men to take care of the criminals and argument, walking to Roderich and Lux who were still on the ground. Roderich was biting his lip, petting Lux's hair while the younger boy cried into his shirt. Gilbert sat by them, putting an arm around Roderich's shoulder who immediately flinched until he saw it was Gilbert.

Tears welled up at the corners of his amethyst eyes as he leaned into Gilbert's side, smelling the familiar smell of him. "G—Gilbert," he murmured, hugging Lux closer.

Gilbert blinked, caressing Roderich's hair. "Shh, shh… It's okay. You're fine… He didn't do anything…" He kissed the top of his head, pulling both of the boys on his lap.

Roderich nodded, not meeting his eyes. "V—Ve have to go get Lux to the hospital…"

Gilbert nodded, ruffling Lux's hair. The younger boy had fallen asleep after letting his tears out against Roderich's chest. He stood, picking Roderich up with him, before setting him down.

"Officer Jones and Kirkland," he called, looking at the two blondes who still seemed to be arguing about Arthur's name while they stood by the door to the car. The criminals were trying to unlock the door, but with no luck. They looked up, surprised.

"Yes, Gilbert?" Arthur asked, walking over.

"Ve vill be leaving now."

Roderich nodded, smiling slightly. "Good night, to you two," he said, quietly.

Arthur and Alfred smiled back.

"See ya guys! See ya dudes latah!" Afred grinned, waving excitedly.

Arthur nodded at them, waving slightly. "Good bye."

Gilbert and Roderich turned and made their way to Gilbert's car.

~*~v~*~

Roderich and Gilbert sat in the hospital waiting room, waiting to be called back. Lux had woken up and was playing with the toys on the kid-friendly carpet. The blanket they had taken with them lay on top of his shoulders and Gilbert's shirt hung off his shoulder crookedly. Patients stared, a bit disgusted at how he looked, but Lux ignored them. The other kids around him also looked at him weirdly, but Lux also ignored them, instead choosing to look at a small picture book.

"He's so cute," Gilbert muttered, his arm was, again, slung over Roderich's shoulder, pushing him closer to himself. "I think I vant to keep him."

"He's not a dog, Gilbert," Roderich said, haughtily, but didn't disagree. Truth be told, if Lux was on sale, he would have bought him without a moment's hesitation. But since he wasn't, there was nothing he could do. Lux had a family in Luxembourg who may or may not have left him alone. He sighed, feeling a headache coming on.

Gilbert looked at Roderich, poking his cheek. "Specs~! Are you okay? You look a little pale?"

Roderich shot him a glare the second he heard that horrendousnickname. "My name is Roderich. How many times do I have to tell you that? And yes, I'm fine." He felt fine, physically, but he was a bit miffed at having been touched places only Gilbert was allowed to touch and maybe—just maybe, a bit nauseous from the experience.

Suddenly, a cry made them both look up. Lux was holding his hair as another kid tugged harshly at it. Gilbert stood immediately, dragging Roderich up with him, and walked to them. "Hey!" he called. Immediately, the boy who was pulling on Lux's hair looked up, glaring, but when he saw Gilbert, he shrunk away, letting go of Lux's hair and running to his mother who was glaring at Gilbert.

Lux continued to cry, his small face red. Roderich crouched down by him, scooping him up, blanket and all, and began trying to calm him down. Lux quieted down almost instantly, his small arms looping around Roderich's neck and pressing his wet face again the crook of his neck. Gilbert and Roderich sat back down, only to hear the mother of the child talking to the boy in a mock-whisper.

"You see that, Alex? Those people are called 'queers'. They are going to be sent to Hell when they die because God looks down upon them," she sneered, pointing obviously at Gilbert and Roderich.

Gilbert's eyes flashed, glaring. He made a move to stand up, but Roderich snapped out his arm across his waist, sitting him back down as she continued.

"The only reason they're together is because they like to fuck each other. You remember what that is, right? It's when—" She was cut off when another man suddenly came out of nowhere, walking over to her and slapping her across the face.

"The fuck is your problem, bitch!" he yelled, turning red. He had an obvious Italian accent and he looked very rich. His hair was styled perfectly, only a curl hanging over his red face. "Being gay is no fucking problem, but being a homophobe… That's way too far! Why don't you get your fucking, fat ass out of here before I kick you out!"

The woman stood, facing the man, glaring. "And who might you be? Another queer?"

"Lovi~~~!"

Before 'Lovi' could turn around, a man in a white lab coat threw himself at him. Gilbert blinked, standing. "Antonio?"

Antonio looked up, his bright green eyes looking around for who called his name. His eyes landed on Gilbert and he brightened up, dragging Lovi to the albino. "Gilberto! Hola! Como estás?"

Gilbert stared at him, completely shocked. "You're a doctor?!"

The Spanish man laughed, shaking his head. "No! Lovi is~!" He motioned to Lovi who had gotten out of his grip and was yelling at the woman again.

"Lovi? As in Lovino Lovi?"

""Yup~!" Antonio went on to explain that he was Lovino's patient when he broke his wrist and that just for a little while today (because Antonio kept hounding Lovino about it), Antonio could wear his lab coat.

Roderich stayed quiet, watching the argument with wide eyes. He didn't like being in the same room as Gilbert's friends since he had gone out with both of them and now it was awkward. Especially since Francis still liked to shove his body against him. He bit his lip as the lady grabbed her baby and stormed out of the waiting room. The secretary didn't even look up when they started screaming. He guessed it was a regular occurrence.

The other patients seemed to think so too since they looked at the red woman with a look of pity as if they knew she would lose the argument.

Lovino walked towards them, smirking. "Well, there she goes."

Antonio stopped talking when Lovino stood by him, immediately hugging him. "Lovi~ You're back!"

Lovino turned red, hitting Antonio's chest. "My name is not Lovi!" he growled, but stopped struggling when Antonio placed a sloppy kiss on his cheek. He wiped at the spit, crossing his arms. "Fucking tomato bastard…" He turned to Roderich. "I came out here to call in Lux. Is he him?" He motioned to the small boy against Roderich's chest who had his face hidden in his neck.

Roderich nodded as some policemen walked in. Surprisingly, it was Arthur and Alfred.

Arthur walked towards Lovino, sighing and held out his hand. "You know the drill, doctor."

Lovino scowled, taking out his wallet and pulling out some money, slapping it into Arthur's hand. "Here you go, bastard."

Alfred grinned. "Thanks, dude!"

"Oh, go away hamburger bastard. I'm busy." Lovino turned back to Roderich, ignoring Alfred who was whining about being called a 'hamburger bastard'. Arthur nodded at Roderich, smiling, his eyes flashing with recognition and dragged Alfred out. "Come in then." He left Antonio and Gilbert to talk and dragged Roderich through the doors and into a random room. "Stay here while I get the whatever-that-shit's-called."

Roderich sat down on a chair, putting down Lux on the table. The young boy rubbed his eyes, looking around. "Mama Österreich, it smells bad…"

Roderich nodded, understandably. "I know, schätzchen. It does…"

Lovino walked back in, looking through the papers. "Wow… This kid's fucked… Is there any reason he doesn't have a history—" He stopped talking, staring at Lux. "W—wait, you're Lux!?"

Lux nodded, staring at Lovino, fearfully.

"Holy crappola… You know that your brother, Gustave, is looking for you, right? Called me at five in the fucking morning, screaming at me to find you…"

Roderich blinked, feeling his heart seize. "H—his brother?"

~*~v~*~

DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNNNNN! XXD Oh God… I thought I was going to write the hospital scene today, but I guess not… =_="

But we're close, people! c: Super close… Yeaaah… Anyway, please review! They make me go faster, hee hee! :DD

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