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Platinum- Was this quick enough?

Actually in uber-severe pain right now, so putting this up, then it's off to the hospital! Woot!

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Chapter 4

Jasmin could still feel a dull ache in her back as her eyes fluttered open. She was freezing! She wrapped her arms around herself and slowly sat up, seeing Roderich run to her side and place his hand on her arm. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. What happened?" She sat up and stretched, feeling more pain in her back from the movement. She rolled her shoulders feeling pain there as well. She hissed and tried to look over her shoulder, only to have Roderich still her movements.

"Let me take a look." He walked to the back of the couch and took a deep breath. "Sorry to be so improper." He said gently as he lifted the back of her shirt, finding a dark bruise from her hip to her shoulder blade. Splinters and mulch were imbedded in her skin and blood splattered the couch. "Mein gott! Ludwig! Grab the first aid kit and a pair of tweezers!" He called and in seconds Gilbert ran through the door, seeing the girl with her hands covering her chest, the back of her shirt up over her neck.

"Is it really that bad?" She asked with a whimpered tone and Roderich frowned, looking up at Gilbert with worry.

It was decided that Ludwig, with his steady hands would pull out the splinters that nearly covered half of the girl's back, while Roderich would assist him and Gilbert would try and keep her mind off of it.

"I need vodka for this!" She gasped as the first splinter was taken out and the boys looked between each other.

"It might be for the best." Ludwig sighed and Roderich tried to comfort her, patting her calf. This might take hours. There were literally hundreds of chunks of wood in the girl's skin and Ludwig promised her he'd get the course coated with polyurethane as soon as possible to keep things like this from happening again.

This was the time Gilbert returned and Jasmin grabbed the bottle, not even noticing the cup in his hand and chugged half of it in a matter of seconds. Her head hit the pillow and she braced herself. "Go ahead." She reached out and grasped onto Gilbert's arm, awaiting the pain.

It was half an hour later she was done with the bottle, but Gilbert knew better than to get her any more. She could barely speak, her eyes almost contentedly closed as the thorns were taken from her. It was two hours til the situation was remedied, and the boys looked over the bloodied and bruised back. Ludwig got the bandages as Roderich frowned. "What had happened again?"

"I don't know, Kiku didn't know either."

"Why would Kiku know?" Gilbert didn't like the sound of this.

"She was yelling in Japanese. I don't know what she was saying, but when I tried to pick her up to bring her in she jumped out of my arms and threw herself back first into the obstacle course. After that, she passed out. I called Kiku and he was gasping for air. Something happened in Japan."

"She could feel it in Japan? So she's not another Germanic personification then." Roderich couldn't keep the disappointment from his voice.

"Nein, she's not." Ludwig said softly.

"Is... he going to try and claim her, then?" Gilbert asked and Ludwig sighed.

"He's on his way over. We'll talk about it when he gets here."

"Gil, let's go play some video games." Jasmin muttered into the pillow and Ludwig started working on the bandages.

After a full bottle of vodka and all of the damage that had been done to her back, all three men were surprised when she stood and walked out of the room. She headed to the video game room and plopped down on the floor, grabbing a controller. Gilbert smiled and shook his head as he headed in. "I'll keep an eye on her, and take her up if she passes out." He said just quietly enough that she couldn't hear.

The men in the other room could hear the ruckus from the two, playing some zombie apocalypse game and shit talking each other like mad. Ludwig couldn't suppress a chuckle when she'd yelled he needed to pull his shotgun out of his ass and shoot something with it.

It was nearly two hours later that she stood, apparently played out, and started stumbling towards the stairs. "Gute Nacht." Ludwig called after her, having just left his office and Roderich stumbled out of the alcohol room with a grin.

"Gute Nacht, schlaf gut und träum süß!" Jasmin turned to look at him with curiosity and he grinned at the confusion in her eyes. She turned just a little back towards the stairs when she gasped and was flung backwards. Ludwig took off at a dead run, knowing what it looked like to be shot in the head. He lifted her, her wide eyes seeing nothing, though there was no wound. He checked for breathing or a pulse, to find both gone.

He turned back to Roderich, who was suddenly sobered and shook his head.

"Guess it's time to see if she's really a personification or not." Roderich said, his tone quiet and they watched her for a few moments, waiting for breath to return to her.

It was fifteen minutes when Ludwig finally lifted her from his lap and laid her on the couch. He stood and stumbled back a few feet, feeling his head swim with thoughts. Why was she shot in the head? He hadn't felt it! It was assuredly too late for CPR. Did nations feel the pain from a single person? It was an instant death! What in the hell was going on?!

They waited another hour before Ludwig went up to bed, not saying a single word to his brothers, who sat quietly beside the couch.

It was another hour later til Roderich went up to bed, fighting back tears. He hadn't known her long, but she would most assuredly be missed.

Gilbert wouldn't leave her that night. He fell asleep about an hour after Roderich left.

He woke with a start the next morning when someone knocked timidly at the door and stood, turning to look down at the woman on the couch. Her hair shifted and he frowned, stepping closer and laid his hand above her face.

Breath!

He ran over to the stairs, forgetting completely about the knock at the door and nearly screamed up. "Guys! She's alive!" It was only a few seconds til they were downstairs and Ludwig heard another knock at the door and ran over, not even realizing he was still just in his boxers.

"Ah, Japan! Guten Tag!" He ran back over to the couch, taking her wrist and felt a strong and steady beat between his fingers.

Japan walked in slowly, seeing the three men surrounding the sleeping woman on the couch with wide eyes and he stilled. "Are you guys really this hard up for entertainment?" He asked, suddenly feeling it wouldn't be safe to leave her alone with these guys. They were weird.

"She was dead!" Roderich whispered, feeling her breath against his wrist. "For hours she was dead!" He looked over to Ludwig who held his chin tight, not wanting the others to see how much this had affected him.

Gilbert didn't even try to hide it and burst into sobs on her stomach.

"What do you mean she was dead?" Japan asked, looking at the girl before him and felt for a pulse and her breathing, both normal.

"She was shot in the head, but there was no wound. I've seen it countless times in the past. I know what that wound looks like. Her eyes were dead. There was no pulse, no breathing. After a while, I guess I just figured that she was... gone." He held his head low, trying to will the tears to not come to his eyes.

He didn't want to admit how badly this affected him. He'd only known her a couple of days! Jasmin groaned and her hands flew up to her forehead as she jumped up and suddenly screamed.

"Alfred!" She looked around, seeing the four nations stare at her in shock and she fell to her knees, trembling. "Alfred's been shot!" She looked up at Ludwig, who ran into the office and quickly dialed the phone.

Roderich made a pot of coffee. Gilbert lifted the back of her shirt, seeing red seeping over the bandages and sighed. "Take off your shirt and bra, I need to redo your bandages. You reopened your injuries." He yelled and Jasmin frowned, looking down at her shirt. She swallowed hard, not even noticing the quiet Japan standing behind her. She pulled up the shirt and slowly and carefully removed her bra. How in the hell did she do this yesterday?!

Oh yeah, vodka. "Gil, do we have any more vodka?"

"Yeah, but this shouldn't be as bad." He stilled, seeing the blush on her face with her shirt clenched tightly over her chest. If she didn't relax, they wouldn't be able to redo the bandages correctly. "I'll get it." He mumbled as he took off running back to get Ludwig. He was better with this kind of thing.

Ludwig came out of the room with a pale face and a deep set frown as he looked over the saturated red bandages on her back. "There's no way splinters should have caused this much damage." Gilbert frowned and Ludwig sighed.

"There was a gash. It needed a couple of stitches. That along with the other damage all broke open. I'll need to redo the stitches, probably." Ludwig pulled out the kit and gently removed the bandages after getting the girl to lie on the table.

"Oh, hey Kiku." She mumbled as Gilbert handed her the bottle of vodka.

"She needs that for the injuries?" He asked and Gilbert shook his head, whispering.

"She's in a house with four men, topless. She needs this to relax so we can actually bandage the wound."

"Take it away at half full, please." Ludwig looked up at Gilbert, who grinned and shrugged. The needle with the Novocaine slid expertly into her skin, but it still stung like mad. He decided to give it a minute to kick in, along with the alcohol before finishing numbing for the stitches.

"What had happened?" Kiku asked and Jasmin decided, since alcohol hit her rather quickly, to answer. She lifted herself up to her elbows, unknowingly showing off her chest as she spoke in slurs.

"It was you. I was in your head. All that screaming, so much pain! I don't know exactly what happened, but it burned like a bitch." She took another swig from the bottle, not noticing the looks of interest at her words on the men around her, none of them noticing her state of dress for the moment. "I remember screaming, and when Doitsu here tried to pick me up I panicked and ran into the obstacle course. Splinters and shit, you know." She pointed at her back, not noticing the light in Kiku's eyes at the name she'd given Ludwig, who was blushing profusely. "Next thing I know, I'm waking up on the couch, an hour missing from my life." She took another huge swig from the bottle before her arm lifted, shaking around the last eighth in the bottle. She was trying to figure out where it went when Gilbert reached over for the bottle and gasped, throwing her elbow out from under her, blushing horribly at what he'd seen.

"Ow!" She rubbed her now pained chin, looking up. "Didn't think I was in enough pain? Or you just into that kind of thing?" She laughed when he was struck still, his cheeks burning at the insinuation.

"You aren't wearing your clothing, he was trying to preserve your modesty." Kiku stated after realizing what was happening.

"Oh. Oh yeah, Ludwig, I think I'm about as numb as I can get. Let's get this done with. I still wanna run laps." She laid her head down on her arms and Gilbert looked over to Kiku, who could only stare at the woman before him.

She wasn't like this a few days ago. She was a vomiting, hysterical mess. Now she was laying on the kitchen table topless with a huge grin plastered on her face while she was getting stitches. Not only may this actually be the best place for her, but he doubted he could even handle her.

"What did America say?" Jasmin asked, her eyes narrowed and Kiku realized she was faking a bit of the drunken state.

"He was heading to a business with Canada when he was in a mugging gone wrong. He was shot in the forehead. Canada was able to drag him to the car and get him home before someone called the cops. He's still in pain, but he'll be fine." Ludwig answered and Jasmin sighed.

"Probably tried to be the hero. Tell them to try and find a way to get the bullet out, will you? It still feels hot where it's in my brain."

"You can still feel it?" Japan asked and Jasmin nodded, her eyes showing more worry than pain. "I'll have him see a doctor about it. I'm sorry about that." Japan sighed and Jasmin shook her head, stilling Ludwig's hand for a moment before he felt she was still enough to get back to work.

"Not your fault, sweety. You're probably still panicking about seeing me acting like this, aren't you?" She asked and Japan didn't feel like he could lie to her.

"A little." She chuckled and nodded.

"Don't worry, I'm surprised by it too." She said and Roderich didn't like the tone in her voice. He looked over to Ludwig who sped up his work in case she started to have a melt down. Gilbert reached over, running his hand across her upper arm, trying to grant her strength.

She was quiet for the next half hour while she was restitched and bandaged. It didn't surprise Gilbert to find her asleep after this. A lot of alcohol and no food. She snored softly and Ludwig took off his jacket to cover her before lifting her carefully to take her upstairs to bed.

He laid her down softly and slowly pulled the shoes from her feet. He slowly snuck the blanket from beneath her and slowly dragged it up, surprised to find her hand grasped tightly to his arm. He tried to pull back and was surprised to hear her whimper and grasped again, reaching his other hand. He sighed as he sat down beside her. Her arms snaked around his chest and she softly pulled him down beside her, nuzzling her head into his shoulder.

He couldn't have blushed brighter if he tried, especially since she wasn't wearing a shirt, and the shirt he was wearing was silk, so he could feel her skin through it. "Doitsu... Heehee" She giggled as a deeper sleep took her over and she was out like a light.

He tried to escape her grip for a moment, but gave up after the third attempt. Her hands always seemed to find his. He leaned back and closed his eyes, just happy she was alive.

It was almost twenty minutes later when Roderich came to check up and found Ludwig asleep with his right arm under his head, Jasmin's head on his chest. They were both asleep.

He couldn't help but chuckle as he made his way downstairs.

"They're asleep." He said with a sigh as he sat, Gilbert looking at him with low eyes.

"I had a feeling it would be something like that. She really does care for him, even if it's not getting through." He sighed and leaned back, wrapping his arms over his eyes. Kiku watched with interest.

"She, for Ludwig-san?" His eyes widened as Roderich nodded.

"She hasn't really made any moves or anything, but it's obvious. The way she lights up when she talks about him, or the way she tries so hard to train, she's trying to get his approval." Kiku frowned, thinking.

"We need to call another world meeting. I think I know what she is." Kiku frowned. "If I'm right, there will be a battle for her affection."

"You'll be on mein Bruder's side, ja?" Gilbert looked up and for the first time since he could remember, Kiku only offered back a cold stare.

"Ie, not this time. She's too valuable." He stood with a frown. "She is the personification of the personifications. We may be able to tell if we damage our enemies by using her."

"You'd purposefully inflict damage on her?" Roderich stood, his anger flaring and Japan stood nose to nose with the other.

"Only if need be, but if I'm right, imagine how much easier it would be to eliminate your enemies. You could know if the bullets hit. You could know when their defense is the weakest against attack."

"Get out." Gilbert stood and Kiku tried to decide for a moment if he should take out the two before realizing Germany would kill him for what he'd said.

"I'll return for her." He said over his shoulder as he quickly walked from the house.

It was an hour later that the world meeting call came through, announcing the meeting in America. Gilbert took the call while Roderich worked in his study, trying desperately to distract himself from the unsettling words of the other nation.

It was two hours after that a strong knock came at the door and Gilbert opened it to find America and England on the other side. "You're here for her, aren't you?" He asked, his tone quiet. Alfred had never seen so much worry in the older man's face.

"We are. Please tell her to pack her bags." England waltzed in and looked over the house. He noticed bloodied bandages on the kitchen table and blood splatters all over the couch. "What in the hell..." His eyes widened as Roderich stood, his eyes narrowed at the two as he passed, walking to the staircase.

"I'll go wake them."

"I insist you don't wake Germany." Arthur crossed his arms and Roderich grinned.

"Then I can't wake her. They're kind of entwined right now." Roderich stood still, watching as England paled.

"Are... they that close?" He gasped and Alfred frowned.

"She could barely stand to look at him in the car. I don't believe it."

"Come on, but walk quietly." Roderich grinned.

When they made it to the second door on the left, he slowly crept the door open, revealing her asleep, her naked shoulder pressed tightly to Ludwig's chest, her hand draped over him, and in his sleep, he'd draped his arm over her as well.

"Holy shit!" Alfred yelled and Jasmin jumped up, grasping onto her head.

Ludwig jumped up, the yell and the jump causing him to wake straight up and he looked around, bleary for a moment before grasping Jasmin and dragging the blanket over her naked chest which had shown from the first moment.

"What in the hell are you doing here?" Ludwig stood and England looked up with a gently simmering anger in his eyes.

"We're here for her. She's much too valuable to be under your influence."

Jasmin felt her heart break at the words. Ludwig looked like he was about to punch the other in the face, and from the look on Roderich, he could probably try and hold America back for a moment to let it happen. "Why am I suddenly valuable? At the world meeting you guys couldn't wait to get rid of me. I literally worried you were going to kill me."

Alfred looked away ashamed and England sighed. "You became the personification of us. There are those that could use you for the wrong purposes. We can't allow that to happen."

"Listen, Dummkopf-"

"Don't!" Jasmin jumped up and wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him back just before his fist hit the Englishman, who was now visibly shaken. "Please don't get yourself into trouble over me!" She gasped the words out and for the first time Ludwig realized how she felt. His eyes glanced to hers surprised for a moment before looking away with an angry glare at the two men staring at the girl and the one watching him. "Out."

It was a split second before the intruders were gone. America was even shaking at the fury he'd felt, if only for a moment. "What in the hell was that?!" Alfred gasped and Arthur let go of a breath he'd been holding.

"Simple, you idiots. He loves her." Roderich's soft voice met their ears and they suddenly realized they were going to be in for the fight of their lives if they wanted to get her into their control.

Jasmin sat on the bed, her eyes wide but downcast, her mind running through scenarios. "Jasmin, why did you stop me?"

"I don't want you to get in trouble over me. You've suffered enough." She said gently and his eyes widened.

"Jasmin, don't suffer for me. If you don't want to go, I can try and make calls."

"Go ahead, but if they're already like this, I know nothing you say is going to help. I'll go. I'll be myself. Give it three days and they'll be begging to get rid of me." She grinned sadly and Ludwig frowned.

"You sound so sad when you say that."

"Why shouldn't I? I have proof after all. I already drove one man to homicide." She sighed and looked up with a smile. "Thank you for everything. You have no idea what the last few days have been to me." She jumped up and threw her arms around his neck.

She could only try and hold back tears when his hands softly went around her back.

Alright everyone! Finally started bringing in the other characters! This is going to be fun!

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Translation

German

Gute Nacht- Good night

Gute Nacht, schlaf gut und träum süß- Good night, Sleep well and sweet dreams

Guten Tag- Good morning

dummkopf- fool

Japanese

Ie- No