Dark stained souls
RusAme slave AU
Warnings: implied rape, pedophilia, abuse, slavery, sex, violence, fighting... includes descriptive sex and abuse
*I do not own hetalia or his characters*
Alfred woke up again too early, this time it was Feliciano.
"Oh please wake up," Feliciano said.
"No…"
''I'll make you pasta,'' he purred.
"You can't."
''I can try to steal things to make it… Francis always helps me with that… ''
"Really?"
"Si, but we only made it a few times….'' He pouted, not telling that they are punished most of the times.
"Oh…never mind…stupid food…" Alfred groaned, the food is too little, not enough, he is hungry and tired… damn, this is harder than he thought…
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Once in the room to eat breakfast he noticed Ivan there too. The man emanated a sense of respect. No one talked too loudly around him, and they avoided speaking to him. He seamed to enjoy that, smug bastard...
He sat near Francis and started to chat with a man named Yao, who is Chinese, very little, and with a ponytail. Alfred already owed him food. Damn, where will he get food or money to pay back until the end of the week?
Alfred walked to the same table, trying to avoid Yao (if he doesn't ask for it, it doesn't counts), where were a few people he knew, besides Yao, Kiku and an empty seat. Alfred sat there. Arthur sat in front of him beside Francis and Ivan.
Ivan looked at the blond and greeted him; Alfred was surprised but nodded to him too.
''Today your sisters will come, non?'' Francis said to Ivan.
'"Da, it will be nice to see them…'' Ivan said.
"I think you should not talk about them, aru, we all know what happened to your wrist when you tried to talk to his sister," the Chinese man said. Francis shivered and removed himself from Ivan while Ivan giggled, munching on his food.
Alfred was wondering where Ivan was from when Arthur said, "He's Russian, between us he uses his language sometimes, he also speaks Russian with Toris and Eduard sometimes…"
"Oh…" was he that obvious? He hoped not, it seems that people are starting to get the wrong idea here…
''Hey Ivan, we made a bet,'' the same rude man from the other day came and Alfred glared at him, what did he want? Ivan stood and looked down to him.
"Please do tell."
''You share a cell with the new kid, right? So who's fucking who?'' Alfred stood with wide eyes and ready to yell when Ivan giggled and grabbed the man's neck.
''Oh do please tell me, are you betting on me? We don't want you to lose, yes?''
The man tried to speak but his face was reddish and he was loosing his movement, Alfred stared dumbfounded.
''Hey Ivan let him be, we all know you look big, but you are the one taking on the ass.''
Ivan only moved his hand and a crack was heard, blood came from the mouth of the man and he dropped the dead body on the ground. He stood staring, glowing, and chanting soft kol's.
''A~~ did you have money too?'' he started walking to the man
''No, I was kidding, please Ivan. We are all friends, right?''
At that moment Winter appeared there, surely was called by some of his men that had run away moments before knowing what would happen.
''IVAN!''
Ivan looked to him still glaring. At this angle, Alfred could see the wide fake smile and the dangerous dark purple eyes. He shivered in fear. Yes he had seen many dead men and men killing, but no one with such a murderous look in his eyes.
''Did you kill him?''
''He started it!''
''IVAN, MANNERS!''
''Yes master.''
''I thought I taught you better but you are not better than a monster, you won't be able to see your sisters this month!''
Ivan's murderous look changed in a blink and he walked to Winter. They were still near enough for the men at the table to hear.
''Please master, I promise I'll behave!''
''No, you are again disrespecting my orders, you are no better than any other slave, you get no special treatment!''
''Master I'll do anything… please let me see them…''
''No, you killed my man and were about to kill another, I made up my mind!''
"Please…"
''Tonight you'll spend the night in my chambers!''
"Yes…" he added almost as an afterthought "…master…"
Winter started walking away and Ivan had his fists balled so tightly that he bruised the skin and started to bleed. Alfred could only stare, Ivan was supposed to be strong, right? He looks strong and smug. He was pleading. He looked to his hands and noticed the blood. Maybe he also hates Winter under that empty face
Ivan sat and glared at the table, jaw clenched. No one said anything the rest of the morning. After that he spent the rest of the morning punching bags alone in the training room.
In the afternoon, everyone was training. Arthur called Ivan. Today Alfred was about to be tested on his corporal fighting skill, man to man, his favourite. He was sure this time he would kick the Russian's ass.
''You think you can teach him?''
"Of course."
''Good, I need to help Eduard and a few others. I have only been with him because Winter said he only had one week as testing, I am sure he will stay tough…''
Ivan nodded, he was again wearing only a rag on his privates and his scarf, which he took off carefully. Now Alfred could see marks all around the pale neck, some almost faded, some puckered and angry. Alfred too was wearing only the rag, their only vest when training. Alfred stared a bit too hard at the broad sweating chest before looking to the others training. 'Why was I looking? Ah yes…I'm a pervert stalking my enemy…I'm screwed…it had to be a hot guy of course, the enemy is always hot, a test from God or something…' Alfred cursed himself silently.
"Of course, I must have my revenge…" Ivan smirked
"Don't be too rough, the kid is good but lacks skill."
"He is not a kid Arthur, he can take care of himself," Ivan said. Alfred stood staring at Ivan. Well, it's not everyday someone states such a thing. Even in the city everyone said he was a kid. Yes he looks young, and is young, but he is a man. A smile came to his lips listening to such a thing.
"You're on baby," came from his mouth before he could prevent it, and he blushed hard when Ivan raised one eyebrow at him. "Not like that, it's an expression!"
"Do you think you can win against me?" Ivan teased, amused.
"Sure, shoo shoo Artie, I have a duel to win."
"Fool…" Arthur said and walked away amused, indeed this two are from the same budget, he only hopes they do not hurt each other too much…
"You are amusing, Alfred."
''How so?'' They positioned in front of each other and Alfred was the first to attack. He tried to punch Ivan only for the Russian to sway and dodge, making him miss the target.
"You are too full of yourself."
"Yeah? So are you!" He tried to punch again and Ivan grabbed his arms, pinning him.
''This time I am not distracted or underestimating you, I do not repeat mistakes," Ivan said.
Alfred tried to kick him only for his legs to be stopped by the tall light blond, why was it so hot? Alfred was sure the room was getting hotter by the second.
''Don't test me Ivan, I was the best in my village and I will be the best here!'' He moved his shoulders, making Ivan drop his arms. He took advantage and poked his chest with his elbow. The Russian smirked and grabbed his arms again, turning him around. Alfred squirmed and he bent to make him stay in place. Alfred's breath stopped. The tall man was with his groin right on his ass speaking in his ear, ''I am the best here!'' With that, he pushed one leg in front of the blond and made him fall face on the ground.
"What the hell man! That's not fair! You did this on purpose!'' Alfred yelled.
''I do not know what are you talking about, I can only see a defeated man on the ground," Ivan said.
Alfred stood immediately. "Round two, bastard!''
Ivan chuckled and complied. ''Do not attack first and try not to be pinned this time."
''Yeah yeah'' He was getting uncomfortable in his tight rag for some reason, but shit, he will take the man down!
They kept trying, Alfred indeed succeeded in taking Ivan down a few times, using only his unnatural strength. But true to his words the Russian doesn't makes the same mistake twice
Meanwhile Winter was talking with Arthur and watching them with newfound jealousy. ''Do you think he is worth the time?''
''He lacks skill but the kid has an incredible strength…'' Arthur said.
He glared when Ivan was pinned and the young blond laughed. The worst was seeing his slave amused, he will teach them a lesson.
''So he will stay, keep one eye on him, Kirkland…''
''Of course, I do think he will be even better than Ludwig, though."
''Why?'' Winter growled.
''He is not only a body. He has heart and soul, master."
Winter laughed and looked straight in the bushy-eyebrowed blond.
''That one also had that and look where he is," Winter stated, pointing to Ivan, who was laughing at a very enraged Alfred on the ground. "Everyone has a price, everyone can be broken, isn't it right, teacher?'' He poked hard the scar on his chest and Arthur flinched, not backing down. With that, Winter walked away.
remember this is Alfred side, we learn what he learns here~~
Next: Francis suspicions become too evident to ignore
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