Himayura Hidekaz owns Hetalia.
Warning- May contain some racial slurs or "speaking the lord(s) name in vain." I don't mean to offend ANYONE! Thank you.
Also, for some reason, I'm basing Berlitz on Fuku- my grandpuppy... Kind of... 'Probably a 74 pound difference between Fuku, and any doberman. Despite that, Spiker's, her daddy, acts like he's the toughest puppy ever, only second to his girlfriend, Luna, who will actually go after the stranger(s). Fuku just stays by us and barks. Sometimes at nothing!
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Alfred woke up with a dog sleeping next to him, where Ludwig was the night before. He could smell the food Ludwig was cooking. 'I didn't have a weird dream.' He started giggling to himself. 'It worked!' He hugged the dog next to him. "It worked, um... Who are you? You feel like the doberman. What's your name... "Blitz?" Berlitz huffed. "'Sorry." Alfred let go of him.
Alfred stretched his arms out. 'I don't really want to get out of bed, but I'm hungry, and that food smells good.' He groaned and rolled to the edge of the bed. "Fiiiine." He sat up, which made Berlitz stand up in excitement. He paced his glasses on his face, so he could see the dog. "What are you so happy about? Huh, boy?"
Berlitz jumped off of the bed, turned around, and stared at Alfred with a happy look on his face. Alfred picked up his dirty clothes to put them on. 'I probably should have thought about that. But I didn't know that I would... Well, I didn't know that I would go through with it, anyway.'
Berlitz almost hopped downstairs, looking behind him to make sure that Alfred was following him. "God DAMN you are cute."
Berlitz ran into the kitchen where Ludwig was cooking. He jumped up so he could lean his body against Ludwig's body.
"Hey, boy." Ludwig pet his head. "You know better. Get down." He pushed the dog back down on the floor so he could grab a couple of plates. "Good morning, Alfred."
Alfred flinched. "Yeah. 'Morning." He sat down at the table, patiently waiting for his food. "Thank you for feeding me, again." He watched all three puppies walk up to Ludwig, before sitting and staring up at him. "They're already getting big."
"I'll get your food in a second, okay?" Ludwig placed the plates on the table. "They are, aren't they?"
"How old are they, anyway?"
"Well, um..." Ludwig stared at the three. "They're all about a week apart, but I can't remember who's the oldest. I think they would be about six-to-seven months old?"
"Only? They were all so small when you first got them. Err... Are they waiting for something?"
"Yeah." Ludwig grabbed the dog's bowls. "They're waiting for their breakfast."
"Oh." Alfred shoved a lot of food into his mouth. 'This is getting a little weird. I still hate him. I'm just here to eat.'
"Is it good?" Ludwig asked. Alfred just nodded head. "That's good." He set down the food bowls for the dogs, which made Alfred flinch.
'Why did I flinch just now? He's just feeding his dogs.'
Alfred was almost done with his food when Ludwig sat down to eat his. "You still eat faster than you should, I see."
"'S..." Alfred almost apologized. "I kind of just want to go home."
"That's fine, but what will you do for food then?"
Alfred gripped his fork tightly. "I guess I have to take that job, then." He sighed.
"What did you do before? Did you not have a job when you first went to school?"
"I did, but I had it a couple years before I started college, and I had money saved up for food, and other things."
"Well then, I can feed you until you get your first check, to make things easier on you."
Alfred looked down at his food. "You don't have to."
"I never had to feed you. I never will have to. I just do because I choose to."
"Why?"
"I want to feed you. I didn't want my money to be wasted, so I started taking care of you."
"But why bother doing that now?"
Ludwig sighed and sat back. "I just want to. I don't know why. I just do."
"Oh." Alfred placed the fork down when he was finished with his breakfast. He leaned back against the chair he was sitting in to wait on Ludwig. It took a second for Ludwig to realize what he was doing.
"You don't have to wait for me, if you don't want to. You don't even have to wash your dishes yourself. You're my guest, after all."
"B-But..." He took a deep breath through his nose. "I'll just put them by the sink, then."
"That's fine." Alfred stood up from his spot. "Uh, wait. I still want to take you home so you don't have to run right after eating. Unless, you want to stay here all day. Then I can take you back after evening, but then my promise that I made to you last night will be broken."
"Why do you insist on taking me home, or try to keep me here? Also, what promise?"
"I told you that if you stayed for breakfast the next day, I won't do anything sexual with you."
Alfred looked down at his lap to hide his face. "I-I'm okay. Thanks for the o-offer, though."
Ludwig sighed quietly, disappointed. "If you think you can handle it. Just remember that, as long as I'm home, you're allowed to come over. I'll feed you, even if I'm not up to doing anything sexual."
"Why didn't we just stay in Germany? Gilbert was going to come over soon, anyway."
"You saved my life. I wanted to make it up to you, somehow, but I understand that going back to your normal life will take work. That's why I'm willing to continue feeding you."
"For a price..." Alfred mumbled.
"First of all, you're the one who came to me. Never forget that." Alfred held his breath. "I won't be able to afford to feed you every day, like I used to, so it would be nice to get some kind of payment."
"It's not really payment, though. In fact, you would be losing money. Besides, I don't think I'm going to be coming back."
"Do you know how much that makes me want to drag you back upstairs and throw you back on the bed? You said that the rules outside don't apply in here, so if you're not going to return, I think I'm going to take this moment to do whatever I want with you."
Alfred stood up. "You can't stop me from going home!"
"Yeah, I know."
"I'm going home. 'Thanks for the food."
"You're going to run home?" Alfred nodded. Ludwig signed. "Fine. Just make sure that you leave alone. I don't think the dogs would run far, but I don't want to risk it."
Alfred slipped out of the house. He pressed himself against the door. 'It's okay. It's done. I don't have to do this anymore. I don't have to see him ever again.' He ran far away from Ludwig's house.
Ludwig stared outside, even after he couldn't see Alfred anymore. 'How long will it take him to come back. He already came back once.' He smiled softly. 'I never thought that I could break somebody like this.'
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Alfred's hand was shaking when he was trying to unlock his dorm room's door. 'Dammit all. How am I this tired? I just ran home. I haven't...' He got the key in. 'Okay. I'll just take a shower and-' "Shit!" Alfred nearly jumped out of his clothes when he saw Kiku sitting at his desk.
"Are you okay, Alfred?!"
"N-I, uh... Y-Yes."
"Are you sure? You never came home last night. And you've been kind of jumpy lately."
"I'm fine!" Alfred took a deep breath. "I'm fine. I'm going to take a shower."
Kiku stood up. "Wait, Alfred..."
"I'm fine." Alfred repeated.
"No, you're not."
"I just need to take a shower. I'm just tired from running. I'll probably take a nap or something, depending on just how tired I am."
Kiku sighed. "Alright."
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Alfred let the warm water hit his face. 'I can't let anybody see my back.' He could still feel the stinging from the night before. 'I can't let him get to me...' He bit his lip. 'I already let him get to me. I already crawled back to him, even though I'm a free man.'
Alfred turned the water off. 'How am I going to accept that job without going back there?' He sat down in the tub. 'Wait, I still have his number, don't I? Though it's probably torn up from the books that I have in my backpack. Kiku would probably ask questions... But he doesn't need to know! It's none of his business!'
He crawled out of the tub, and onto the bathroom rug. He let the towel cover his head. 'Should I just stay with him until I get my first pay day? But THAT would stress me out even MORE! Why did I even gave him permission to do almost anything he wants with me in the first place?!'
'Because, you're a whore.'
"I'm not-" He gasped. 'Shit... Shit! Now Kiku's going to ask. No, no! What should I do?!'
There was a knock on the bathroom door, which made Alfred jump an inch off of the ground. "Alfred? Alfred, I'm going to class now. I don't understand what's bothering you, but I would suggest seeing a therapist, or... Something. I don't really want to leave you alone, but I have to. Good luck, I guess? I'll come back right after class." Kiku said.
"Okay." Alfred replied back. 'I can't fucking afford a therapist!'
"If you can, you should at least talk to somebody."
Alfred sighed. "I'll... I'll think about it. Thanks for worrying about me."
"No problem! Um, goodbye."
"'Bye." Alfred stood up to dry off. 'What would I even say?! "I was kidnapped, sold into slavery, raped, and was whored off. Can you fix that?!"'
He started wailing when he heard the door shut behind Kiku. 'I can't talk to anybody when I'm alone! What can I do?!' He took a deep breath. 'I'm tired. I'm going to take a nap.'
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Oh Alfred. Why are you so much fun to fuck up from the inside?
