I am such a terrible person! I had this chapter done months ago but I never put it up. And it's not even long! And it's not properly editted! *Cries* I'm so sorry you people deserve SO much better! I have been so awful to you guys! I'm SO SO sorry! Please, enjoy this excuse of a chapter and maybe forgive me?

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or anything in this chapter

Oresama's Nekogirisu

Why~! What the bloody hell did I ever do to you? England complained as Prussia efficiently placed the box of biscuits in the cupboard, high above the kitten's reach.

"Stop whining, Limey. You eat these things as if they're tic tacs," Gilbert criticized. Things? These things? I'll have you know that those 'things' are the best God damn biscuits in the whole world! And most likely made in my country Arthur retorted angrily.

"Bruder, where are you? And what did you do to the phone?" Germany's voice questioned from the next room. Prussia gave an awkward laugh, unsure of how he should explain to his brother. Basically England tried chasing Gilbird for a cookie, climbed onto the table beside the couch, tripped over the corner of the phone, and got tangled into the cord on the floor. Prussia was forced to hide the phone away from where England can't accidentally hang himself and replaced it with a spare cordless phone.

"It…broke?" Gilbert tried as he exited through the kitchen door into the kitchen. Germany shook his head at his sibling as he crossed his arms.

"I don't want to know," he answered. Gilbert was slightly surprised when he saw Ludwig shift nervously in his spot.

"What's wrong, West?"

"Nothing's wrong…but, I have a favour to ask," Germany answered slowly. Prussia blinked confused.

"A favour?"

"I want you to leave the house today, for a few hours,"

"What? Why?"

"I will tell you later," Ludwig answered, looking away awkwardly. He's up to something England concluded as he sat down beside Prussia.

"…Alright…" Gilbert slowly agreed. We're going to spy on him, yes? Arthur asked eagerly.

"Well…I have work upstairs that needs to be finished. I'll call you when you can come back home," Germany said nervously. Prussia nodded his head and watched as his brother left the room.

"…Well that's weird," he finally said after a minute. I'm the best at spying, just get me up the stairs and I'll find out what Germany's hiding England said, his tail wagging from side to side.

"Hmm…kesesese, I bet West just wants a 'day' with Feli without me eaves dropping," Gilbert chuckled. Arthur scrunched his nose at the thought. …You eaves drop on them?

"Come on Limey, let's check West's computer to see if there's a movie we can go to…and don't worry, I'll smuggle you in just like I would with bier," the Prussian assured with a smile as he picked the cat up and headed for the room his brother's computer.

~oOo~

"I'm leaving West!" Gilbert called up the stairs as he shrugged his coat on. I don't want to see this movie Arthur whined as he laid down on the floor in resistance.

"Don't ruin my car!" was the only response Prussia received, and the albino laughed.

"Ich liebe dich auch!" he yelled back before turning towards the door. "Alright Limey, let's go-"

DING DONG

Gilbert blinked as he looked at the door curiously.

"Who's that?" he wondered out loud as he went to the door and unlocked it. England couldn't help watching in anticipation as he too wanted to see who the visitor was. However, when the door swung open, England and Prussia couldn't help stare in shock.

"Privjet, comrade," the visitor said with that cheerful, innocent smile as Russia stepped into the household before being invited in.

"R-Russia," Gilbert said in shock as he took a step away from the taller man. Russia absentmindedly closed the door behind him as he looked at the albino amused, and with a hint of something Gilbert was terrified to see: mischievousness.

"Not happy to see me, comrade?" Ivan asked with mock hurt. Arthur found himself back on his feet as he looked from the Russian to the Prussian in alarm and concern.

He remembered so clearly the day that Germany declared his brother as East Germany to save Gilbert's life, and in consequence reluctantly handed him over to Russia. As much as Gilbert hated Ivan, he went with pride and confidence, a normal trait the Prussian carried. England wasn't the only one more than shocked when they saw Gilbert again after the wall fell. He was broken, beat, and his eyes reflected nothing but the death the Prussian felt within. Arthur could only imagine how Germany felt when he received the shell of what used to be his brother. The tension all the nations who were friends with the Prussian started to fade when they saw the albino slowly turn back to his usual charming self…and yet, they could all feel that nothing would be the same for him again.

"What are you doing here?" Gilbert asked harshly, swallowing the lump in his throat in order to speak. Ivan chuckled as he began walking forwards towards the ex-nation, forcing Gilbert to move back.

"Why am I here?" he asked in fake thought. Prussia could feel his heart pound faster and harder with every second that the Russian waited before giving his next answer, feeling completely trapped the more Ivan walked closer to him.

Without a warning, Russia grabbed Prussia by his throat and slammed him against the wall bordering the stairs leading upstairs, Gilbert giving terrified gasp as he did so.

"I'm here for you," Ivan whispered in the other's ear with a sinister grin. Arthur quickly ran over to the two nations in panic, but froze when he realized that there wasn't anything he could do to help. Russia was so big compared to the cat that England had no idea what to do to help Prussia escape.

"It's been lonely around my house now that you're gone, there's no more fun. I can only imagine how much you miss that wall of mine," Ivan continued, ignoring the terrified trembles running through the albino's body. Gilbert could only stare in horror as he shook his head in disbelief, the hand around his throat closing in a little tighter.

Russia's attention was taken away by the other nation for a moment when he heard the loud, and very annoying, whine coming from Arthur. Germany better ass hear me England swore as he tried whining louder, much to the Russian's displeasure.

"Stupid cat," Ivan mumbled before ignoring him and looking back at Prussia.

"Y-You…Y-You can't take me b-back," Gilbert whispered hollowly, sounding as though he's trying to convince himself.

"Do you believe that?" Russia questioned mischievously. Come on Gil! Say 'yes'! Mean it! Kick that Russian ass and then pick me up and RUN! England tried encouraging, trying to think of something else he could do to help. Prussia was silent for a moment, desperately trying to think of something to say.

"W-West wouldn't l-let you," he said as convincingly as he could.

"He did before," Ivan countered with a small, cheerful laugh. Don't believe him! We all know that Germany had no choice! Don't give in! Where the fuck is Germany when you need him? Arthur looked up the stairs expectantly, but there was no one there.

Suddenly, he got an idea. England looked around for any breakable item in the room. It took him a while, but he finally spotted a useless vase used for decoration on top of one of the small tables the German brother's use to put their keys on. That'll do he thought to himself before charging at the desk and slamming his head into one of the legs. Ouch! God dammit! Fucking- he swore as he sat down, rubbing a paw against his head. Idiot…if I was a large dog I would be able to knock the vase off that way…I'll have to climb up there if I want to knock it over.

A chirp was heard and Arthur looked up to see Gilbird flying over the vase. Yes! Brilliant! Gilbird, knock it over! England yelled happily as he stood back up. Gilbird nodded his head before grabbing the edge of the vase with its talons. It must have been a light vase because Gilbird was able to pull it off the table with his small body. Wanker! Wait till I'm out of the way! Arthur yelled as he ran away from the table just in time for the vase to crash down.

Russia and Prussia both jumped at the sound and turned towards the broken piece of pottery. Upstairs footsteps could be heard and Russia quickly backed away from the ex-nation.

"Bruder? What was that noise?" Germany asked as he walked down the stairs with a sigh. He paused as he looked from the broken vase, to Arthur, to Russia, and then to his brother.

"Russia, you're here early," he said slowly, his eyes narrowing in suspicion when he saw his brother's terrified expression.

"Da, I came early so we can finish our meeting early," Russia answered with an innocent smile.

"…Alright…come upstairs to my office then," Germany said while motioning his head upstairs. Ivan nodded his head as he did as the other nation instructed, giving a promising glance to Prussia first. Ludwig waited till Russia had made it upstairs before turning towards his brother concerned.

"Bruder, are you alright?" he asked softly. Gilbert just nodded his head weakly, not having the strength to say anything in fear that his voice might tremble. Germany looked at his brother indecisively.

"I was hoping you would have left before he came…" he explained slowly. When Prussia didn't respond he sighed. "The meeting won't be long…I'll explain more when he's gone…"

Gilbert didn't dare to look at his brother as Ludwig ascended the stairs to meet with Russia. England looked at Prussia with concern. …Are you alright? He asked. Suddenly, without warning, Gilbert ran to the basement door and tore it open, quickly racing down the steps. Gilbert, wait! Arthur called as he chased after the ex-nation.

Carefully trying to get down the long flight of stairs, England slowly made his way down to the basement, Gilbird flying hesitantly above him. Arthur paused at the open door to Prussia's room before carefully entering. Gilbert? He called as he looked around the room.

England spotted the Prussian sitting against the wall, his knees curled up to his chest as he cried into his knees. Gil… Arthur whispered sadly as he walked over to the man and sat down beside him. Red eyes peaked over the albino's knees as Prussia looked at the cat.

"Y-You're making fun of me…a-aren't you?" he said with a sniffled. No, I wouldn't do that Arthur answered honestly.

"I-I don't care i-if you are…I-I miss it," Gilbert continued, giving a weak smile. You…miss it? "Y-You nag me w-whenever you s-see me…a-always have something to s-say…It's d-distracting…I-I miss it," I didn't know you depended on my nagging so much England replied sarcastically.

"…I…I guess you wouldn't u-understand…w-what it f-feelings like…seeing…him…" Gilbert shuttered as tears streamed down his face. No…I don't…but I know what it's like seeing someone who's hurt you in the past all the time…I know it's not the same, but it's all I can do to relate Arthur answered.

"H-He's always saying…h-he's going to take me b-back…back to t-that place…I-I'm so t-terrified…" Prussia admitted while wiping at his eyes. England nuzzled his head against the Prussian's leg in comfort. Germany won't let Russia take you back, there's no way that he ever could he said softly. Gilbert chuckled lightly.

"I f-feel as if I c-can almost hear w-what you're thinking," he said before slowly picking the cat up into his arms and cuddling him close. "I-I know you'll c-claw me later f-for this but…" I know…I'll let you have this one Arthur licked at one of Gilbert's tears, making the Prussian give a small laugh.

"…Danke…"

A/N-People have been guessing who the mysterious visiter I said would come would be, and here he is! Russia! Anyways, once again, sorry for it being so short and all...I really am. Review?