NOTES: As you will notice in this chapter, we will begin to see other people's thought's, Dashuri is in black, Gottfried is dark green, Prussia is red, and Ludwig is blue. When there are more character thoughts I will post their colors up here too.

WARNING: None … I don't think, I don't own hetalia sadly

Chapter Ten

What to do?

They watched as Dashuri jumped out of his chair only to go limp and fall to the floor along with his full bottle of beer that had still been in his hand. They stood there for a moment staring at the now unconscious young man was lying on the floor in glass and beer. It was a full minute before anyone moved, none of them really knowing what to do. Ludwig knelt down beside and checks his pulse; his heart rate was erratic but there. He slowly picked him up, trying to think what to do. Ludwig was surprised how easy it was to pick up the young man. He could not feel any of his bones but he was on the tiny side of small.

"He's running a fever; we should put him in bed and try to bring it down." Ludwig walked out of the room as he carried Dashuri to his room, only he did not know where it was. Christ was not far behind him leading him up the flight of stairs, to the first door on left; Christ opened the door and moved allowing Ludwig and young man into the room. Ludwig gently laid him on the bed; he walked into the large bathroom with a dry towel for his hair, which smelt like beer. Quickly drying off his long hair as best as he could, thank god it had been in a bun else it really would smell like beer. A great deal of his shirt was soaked as well; Ludwig blushed as he realized he would have to take it off. 'Why me?'he asked himself as he try to unbutton the black shirt as fast as he could, he did not even realize when Gilbert had walked into the room, until he dropped whatever he had been carrying.

"West, why are you undressing him?" Gilbert's question made Ludwig freeze as a deep blush worked its way up his neck and into his face. Gilbert picked the first aid kit off the floor as he stared at his brother.

"I I I'm not, bruder, his shirt was soaked . . . I'm only taking off his shirt" Ludwig's face was getting redder by the moment. He could not believe his brother thought he was doing anything other than helping him. Gilbert looked at Ludwig questioning for a couple of seconds before he shrugged. "Was (what)? That's all I'm doing!" Ludwig hissed at his brother, 'Bruder, damn it, why did you have to say anything?' Ludwig admitted to himself that Dashuri was not bad looking, for a guy that is and it was not as if Ludwig was attracted to men anyways. He would not admit to anyone (or himself) that he had been worried when he looked at Dashuri before he had passed out.

"Was? I did not saying anything, Verdammt your being awfully defensive, West." Gilbert said as he looked through the first aid, "Well, this is a waste of time, all he's got in here is band aids and wrap" he said as he pulled out purple vet wrap. "There's nothing in here that's gonna help him." He set it back on the floor as he pulled a chair from the desk next to the bed, he had not noticed before but Ludwig was sitting on the bed 'Strange'. Ludwig had been glad to see an undershirt beneath the button up and as soon as he got the shirt off he stood up.

"Can you get him under the covers, I'm going to go get a cold wet rag for his fever" with that Ludwig set the shirt on the desk and walked back into the bathroom leaving Gilbert alone in the room. Gilbert slowly picked Dashuri up, surprised at how light he was, Gilbert was not a big man or muscular (like his brother) but it was almost too easy to pick up Dashuri. He thought back to the short dinner they had had, he really could not remember if Dashuri had eaten anything or not and it seemed as if he had drank little if any of his beer. He wondered how easy it had been for Ludwig to do the same. He quickly pulled the covers back and placed Dashuri back down on the bed. He was about to replace the covers when something next to the pillow caught his eye: a teddy bear. Gilbert tried his best to keep from laughing, but it was rather amusing to find a full grown man sleeping with a teddy bear. When Ludwig walked back in the room he saw that Gilbert had put Dashuri under the covers but it was obviously he was trying to keep from laughing.

"What is it bruder?" Ludwig asked as he placed the cold rag on Dashuri head. He doubted it was a good sign that Dashuri did nothing when the cold cloth came in contact with his feverish skin.

"You're never going to believe what I found under his covers" Gilbert said laughing. Ludwig could not believe his brother had been snooping in an unconscious man room, he was slightly disappointed but it seemed like something his brother would do. He was a bit surprised to see Gilbert hold up a teddy bear; it looked new but the buttons it had for eyes were well worn. "What did you think I found, ladies underwear?" At his brother's second statement Ludwig blushed even more which seemed to only please his brother more, "Feeling a bit jealous?" Ludwig's head snapped up shocked at what his brother had just said. Him jealous, not likely, for many reasons; firstly he hardly knew Dashuri, secondly even if he did know Dashuri he doubted they would be more than friends (if they even stayed in contact to become friends) and thirdly he liked woman and thought that Dashuri probably did too.

"Why would I feel jealous if he had some woman's underwear in his bed, bruder, I do not understand where you get such an idea?" He quickly told his brother. He had quite the imagination. He took the teddy bear from Gilbert's hands and placed it under the covers with Dashuri. "And so what if he does, not like it really concerns us, and don't you dare say anything to him when he wakes." He knew Dashuri would probably feel embarrassed enough that he had passed out not to add Gilbert finding his teddy bear. Gilbert smiled and raised his hands in defeat.

"Whatever you say, kleinen bruder (little brother)." Gilbert said as he stood up, "I think Christ was going to try and get a hold of his father, if he has already we should be out of his room so his father can help him, it's not like there's much we can do any way." With that Gilbert left. Ludwig knew he was right, there was not much else they could do, seeing as they did not know what had happened and he was sure Dashuri would want to only be around his family for a while. He got up and left trying to keep himself from looking back at the fragile looking man in the bed. He did not win this battle, taking one last look before he close the door behind him, he walked to the kitchen to see Christ still on the phone and Gilbert getting himself another beer. Ludwig, wanting to seem useful began cleaning up the kitchen, he was sure Dashuri would not like it if he knew his quest was doing it but he doubted the young man would be able to anything for a few days.

I swear I will start posting more often. I'm done with school Thursday, I will be on the road most of Friday/Saturday but I should be posting come Sunday or Monday but I will post! I promise and if I don't … I'll make cake? Yea cake.