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!

APHAPHAPH

'I'm so cold... This blanket they gave me isn't doing anything to help, nor are these clothes helping me. They couldn't place me in any other room in the world? I know that they're working on a better room, but...' Iceland sat up and crawled to a corner where he was given a bucket to vomit in. 'I can see how humans would die from this...' He crawled back to his makeshift bed so he could collaspe on it.

When he opened his eyes again, a tall, dark figure with a long beak-like mask was standing on the other side of the bars in front of him. He screamed and jumped. "W-W-Where did you come from?"

"I just got here from upstairs. I was hired to be your doctor. You may call me "Koray."

What should I call you?"

"E-Emil..."(1) Iceland replied weakly.

"Alright, Emil. I'm going to have to ask you to take all of your clothes off."

Iceland sat up and gripped his arms tightly. He pulled the blanket he was given over himself. "I'm cold..." He said in a whisper.

"I know you are, but I have to examine your body. So, please?" Koray tilted his head a bit. "You may put them back on when I'm done, and if you cooperate, I'll be done quickly. I'll even tell you when it's okay to sit back down."

Iceland groaned and stood up so he could remove his clothes. He had trouble balancing himself, but he managed to stay standing. Koray took out the key to the cell so he could walk in.

"Spread your arms and legs out." Iceland obeyed. He started panting while Koray touched him around his groin area with his cane. The doctor walked around him so he could inspect Iceland's back. "You may sit back down now."

Iceland practically collasped on the blankets again. "I'm going to need you to sit up, please." Iceland groaned again, but obeyed. "Tilt your head around so I can see all angles of your neck. Iceland tilted his head back and moved it around slowly so Koray could get a good look at it. "Okay. You may put your clothes back on, now."

"Finally..." Iceland muttered while getting his clothes back on.

"I have something for you to drink..." Koray took out a small cup and a vial of an unknown liquid. "This should help you feel better, at least." He poured the liquid medicine into the cup before setting it in Iceland's hand, who drank it down in one go.

"Th-Thank you."

"No problem, and good luck. I'll see you tomorrow." Koray locked the cell door before leaving the small, underground prison.

Turkey was waiting outside of the prison door with France and Romano. If he were to choose, those two would be his favorites out of all of the nations in his care. "Well? How is he doing?"

"Well, he's showing normal symptoms, atleast. He's still cold, is vomiting, and has buboes- which are like little lumps- on his armpits, and small ones on his neck. He only has a few so far, though, which is good. I gave him some medicine before I left. Hopefully he's going to get some sleep."

"Good. Thank you, doctor Koray."

Koray shook his head. "No need. It's an honor to tend to your slave."

Turkey smiled behind his mask. "I'm glad to hear those words. So, you'll be back around the same time tomorrow, correct?"

"Yes. I'll only see if the buboes are either spreading or growing, and to give him medicine. You don't have to worry- Emil is in good hands"

"Emil... So, that's his name, then? That's... Kind of fitting. A kind of cute name to a cute face."

"You've got a chance to see his face, sir?

'Shit!' Turkey nodded while thinking something up. "Um... Yes, I wanted to see my new slave's face. I was at a safe distance, of course." He sort of lied. 'I have seen him across the world meeting table, once or twice, though.'

"Just be careful. I'll take my leave then." Koray nodded and started walking out of the area.

"So..." Romano grabbed Turkey's arm. "What reason do you have for having us here still, if you're not going to have sex with us? Or... Have us do anything in general?"

"Ya' an' Antonio will still be tendin' ta' the flowers..." Turkey told him while walking back inside of his fairly giant home. "Heracles will- hopefully- be preventin' any of his cats from draggin' in rats. Otherwise, all of my slaves will keep me company. I kinda like holdin' a human body in my sleep, or two."

"What about Arthur?" France asked. "I mean, is he still going to go on ships?"

"No. He got lucky last time, but I don' wanna risk it again."

"You need comforting?" Romano asked all of a sudden.

"E'eryone needs a comfortin' arm or two at some point. Though I always had have Heracles, who has Gupta. I jus' wanted some more afta' I saw Francis." Turkey sat down, bringing France and Romano carefully down with him.

Romano layed his body out on Turkey's lap. "Why Francis?"

Turkey had a hand on Romano's head. "'Cause he came pretty an' bro... He looked tired."

"Broken." France finished, hugging Turkey's arm. "I just didn't care anymore. 'Still don't, but I really like you, Turkey."

"Me too... I guess... A little." Romano yawned into his makeshift mask and rubbed his cheek against the clothes covering Turkey's legs. Turkey chuckled and ran his hand through the maroon hair a little.

"That's good. I hope that all of my nations at least likes me."

"I'm sure they do." Romano blurted out. "I-I mean... Why wouldn't they? No, I mean... There's just... Something about you that makes people like you, I think..."

France nodded. "I agree with Lovino. I don't know what it is, though."

"So, anyway, uh..." Romano cleared his throat. "Do we have to keep our masks on when we're taking a bath?"

"Not if yer alone in the bath house, or even far away from anyone who may be in there. It's a big bath house, afta' all."

"Alright..." He yawned again. "I think I'm going to look for some bed that isn't taken..."

"See if my bed's not taken by anyone. It's okay if it is, but I wanna sleep with ya' t'nigh'." Romano nodded and walked out of the main room.

"It is gettin' pretty late..." France gripped Turkey's arm a little tighter.

"I just want to stay like this for a little while longer, okay?"

Turkey paused for a second before answering. "...Alrigh'... Just a little longer..."

APHAPHAPH

(1) In Iceland's Wikia page, "Emil" uh... Stalsomething is a potentional human name for him. It was the first one on the list, and I kind of like that name. Anyone else here plays the Tales series? Anyone?