Okay sorry about the chapters being short I will try and make them longer. ~Germany

When Ludwig woke up he had a massive head ach. He remembered going drinking with Russia, but how did he get in his bed? Germany stumbled out of his room to get some medicine. He saw a strange figure with snow white hair, but it wasn't his bruder.

When he pulled back the blanket he found Ivan fast asleep. Ivan was curled up hugging one of Germany's pillows. Why was Russia still here? How late did they stay out? Germany decided he would ask Russia later. As Germany went to get some water, he realized he had a strange taste in his mouth. It almost tasted like vodka. Germany never drank vodka, he always drank beer. The only time he had ever drank vodka, was when Russia invited him over for dinner. It was a very strange taste one that Germany wasn't used to. Germany faintly remembered something important happening last night. Germany remembered that Italy had been seen kissing East, but that was all.

Germany got mad, and slammed his hand down on the table. "How could he do this to me? After everything I did? I feed him, took care of him, and loved him, more than I have ever loved before." Russia bolted up right from hearing Ludwig's loud fist. "Germany are you alright?" Ivan hoped Ludwig wouldn't be mad, if he remembered last night. "Ja, I just have a head ach…" Germany turned away as he felt hot tears. Ivan got up walking to Ludwig. "G-Germany are you crying?" Ludwig whipped away the tears, trying to hide the fact he was crying. "Nein…" Germany gulped down the rest of his water putting the cup in the sink.

"Russia did I drink any vodka last night?" Ivan froze in his place. Had Ludwig figured it out? What had happened last night? What should he do… "U-um I don't think you ordered vodka. I think you ordered beer… why?" Ludwig couldn't figure out why he tasted vodka. It tasted very fresh, but slightly faint. Like he had drunk it, about four hours ago. "I taste slightly fresh vodka, what time did we get back last night?" Ivan was very scared now. Ludwig would figure it out if he told him. Would Ludwig be mad? Should he tell him the truth, about his feelings? Ludwig couldn't find out about the whole make out scene. "I-I think we got back around 1:55 am." Ludwig nodded, and went to lie on the sofa, "Ugg this hang over is horrible." Ivan laughed. He hoped Ludwig couldn't catch on to how nervous he was. "Do you need anything for you hang over Germany?" Ludwig was about to say no when Italy walked in.

Italy was wearing nothing, not even boxers. "Feliciano? When did you get here?" Italy rubbed his eyes. "Vee doitsu, I came over because I had a nightmare." Russia could see the small blush on Ludwig's face, and the tears that threatened to return. "Why aren't you with East?" Italy looked very confused. "Why would I be with Prussia doitsu?" Ludwig tried not to glare at Feliciano. "Don't do this to me Italia, I can't take it. And put some clothes on." Italy walked back to the guest room with a confused look on his face.

Germany covered his head with a pillow letting out a grunt. "Germany are you okay?" Ivan asked worried about him. Italy had just walked in like nothing had happened. Like he hadn't been seen kissing Prussia. "Ja… I'm fine Russia." Ivan felt very awkward, knowing that Germany was going to talked to Italy about the situation. "I'm going to go home Germany, I hope things go well." Ludwig just let out a grunt as Ivan left.

It started snowing as Russia headed home. He wrapped his scarf around his neck tighter lost in thought. "I hope Germany doesn't get hurt again.." Ivan let out a sight as he walked into his cold unwelcoming home. Latvia slowly walked out taking Ivan's things and hanging them up. Russia decided to head to his room, and take a long needed nap. Germany's sofa was soft, but not big enough for Ivan. Ivan stretched out onto a queen sized bed yawning.