Okay, this Chapter is going to have both points of view. So much for my plan but oh well, I am sorry for the delay! This week and next promise to be slightly busy so I will probably be a little late with updates. Damn homework…. Well, on to the story!
Prussia P.O.V.
I struggled with sleep and consciousness after England decided his mental health was more important than spying and left.
Finally sleep won. My dream picked up where it had left off.
I swooped in to attack his swollen lips. He moaned into my aggressive nips and let me have access.
He fought for dominance the entire time but I prevailed. I was eager to show how in control I was over him but the physical need to breathe won over me.
I sent a silent curse to whatever decided that breathe was more important than love as I drew away. Germany looked as pissed as I felt.
"Heh, annoyed are we Bruder?" I taunted, enjoying how easy he was to read.
"Grr… Don't mock me!" he yelled. So delightful how much in my control he was.
I smirk as I slowly slid off his shirt to the edge of the restraints. He hissed as the air hit his chest.
"So, after your own brother huh?" an annoying voice woke me, taunting the fact he had found out. "Well you better wake up before he finds you."
I snapped awake. "Whadya mean..? Practice ain't over yet…" I grunted in a sleepy tone. Damn that Austrian and his airs.
"They ended practice early and it looks like Germany is looking for you." He smirked. I turned to the window to prove him wrong.
Shit. They weren't there anymore. That snob was right for once. I got to get out of here before Germany finds me.
"I don't care…." I snapped before sprinting down the stairs, ignoring his chuckle of rare victory.
He must not catch me… My mind was still groggy and it took all my energy to just focus on running to the pub.
Safety was not in my mind, which was apparent to most of the drivers when I crossed the streets. He must not catch me…
Finally. The last street and the pub was within sight. Only one last street to cross.
I was halfway across, ignoring the protesting honks. I didn't notice the source of the noise was from a ton of metal heading my way. Until too late.
One second I was running, almost at the pub. The next I was on the ground, throbbing with pain and the world turning black.
Germany P.O.V.
I rounded the last corner of the hallway that held the window. The window that usually framed Prussia every day.
"Uff!" I cried out as I hit Austria. We both fell to the ground, myself on top of the self-proclaimed royalty.
"Ouch! Get off of me!" he groaned and I was happy to oblige. "And watch where you are going next time." He growled.
"What's the matter with you? You seem extra annoyed today." I replied as I stood up and offered the proud nation a hand.
He pointedly ignored it and stood up, wiping non-existent dirt off his uniform. "I only need one word to explain that: Prussia."
"Ah… enough said." This is why I told my boss not to take in Austria, him and Prussia never get along. "Well, since you have seen him today, do you know where he is?" I asked.
"Yeah, he woke up and ran to the bar." Austria snorted, clearly glad for his absence.
"Ah, of course. Thank you." I replied, a little downhearted that I had missed him yet again. I turned and walked out, intent on saving Japan from Italy.
As usual I found them in the woods, Italy pinning the smaller man down while Japan blushed feircly and tried to squirm out of the hold when he caught sight of me.
And like usual, Italy didn't take the hint nor see me.
"Come on Nihon. We haven't done this in forever." He whined and Japan sent me a pleading look.
Out of all the countries people accuse of being together and I was Italy's accused. How could I get paired up with him when this kind of thing happened between him and Japan?
And the worst part? I have walked in on them in more advanced stages.
I quickly pushed the unwanted memories away and grabbed Italy's shoulder. "Italy, how many times do I have to tell you? Either find a more secluded spot or wait until night time."
He tensed under my hold before recognizing my voice. "But Doitsu… Only you come into the woods and at night I go to sleep." He complained before reluctantly getting off Japan.
I withheld a groan at how complicated this man was. He didn't get any perverted references yet he was shameless when it came to Japan.
Why does everyone think I am with this… this… thing? Why?
After cursing whatever being continued this torment and laughed at the sick joke, I replied.
"You don't know who else might be in the woods and most nights you are in Romano's bed. And when he kicks you out you come to me and keep me up half the night wanting to play Shiritori. If I refuse, you make pasta and leave a huge mess in the kitchen. Don't try to say night is when you sleep, I know better."
Trust me, after spending years with Italy it gets easy to read him.
Why didn't I leave him in that tomato box? I did I think his fairy story was a trick? Why did I agree to be his friend?
Questions I have asked myself a million times and could never find an answer besides stupidity on my own part.
He pouted as he plopped down beside Japan, who was currently blushing his head off and sitting up himself.
"You're no fun sometimes…." Italy complained.
"Well, if I am so boring, I guess only Japan would be the only one willing enough to go to the pub with me." I countered, using a smirk only Prussia would attempt.
Italy smiled and jumped up, pulling Japan with him by the hand. "Ve~! Let's go, let's go!" he pleaded, ignoring Japan's tense figure.
I let go my poor attempt of a smirk and grew serious again. "Only if you leave Japan alone for the rest of the day and if you shut up already."
Japan gaped at my conditions but was too embarrassed to respond.
"Ok…. After this!" Italy said as he pulled Japan towards him and pecked him on the lips before letting him go. "Ok, ready!" he finished, skipping off towards the pub.
Japan looked ready to die of shame.
"Come on, let's catch up with him before he runs out in front of a car…. Again…." I encouraged.
He nodded and gave a brief "ok" before chasing down the other man, shouting at him to slow down. I chuckled before following.
Taking the shortcut through the woods cut off most of the roads besides the last in front of the pub. As we reached the cross walk, we saw a stretcher being loaded into the back of an ambulance.
"That's why you don't run blindly." I said to Italy and Japan nodded in agreement before we entered the pub.
I searched the room for my usually drunk brother but for once he was nowhere in sight. I shrugged it off, guessing he would be around sooner or later, and ordered a beer.
Dun-dun-dun! I will try to upload the next chapter ASAP. Until then, let yaoi prevail your every thought =^_^=
