Chapter warning: Strong language
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Chapter 2 - What a wonderful day.
7th October 1949
When Ivan had first brought Gilbert back to his home after WW2, he stayed in a comatose state for a week. Ivan hadn't left Gilbert's side once that whole week. When Gilbert did wake up he was like a ghost, he would only get up to eat and use the bathroom. Other than that he would just lay down in his bed gazing into thin air. Ivan had tried loads of times to cheer him up and bring him back to the land of the living. When the day came for Gilbert's formal dissolution, Ivan reluctantly dragged himself to the meeting.
After the meeting Ivan was informed by Toris that Gilbert had not woken up for all three days he was gone. Ivan knew the reason why and felt completely guilty. After a few day of drowning in his own sorrow and vodka, Ivan got to work on forming the Deutsche Demokratische Republik. After ages of convincing his boss it was the right thing to do, it was finally happening. This was day he would announce it to the world. This was they day he would get his Gilbert back.
Ivan straightened his uniform in the mirror and smiled. He stood there smiling for a minute until a knock on the door interrupted him.
"Da"
A shaking Raivis opened the door "M-mister R-R-Russia your c-car i-is wa-aiting"
"Oh, good" Russia smiled "I will be on my way then"
As Ivan walked by Raivis, he ruffled the smaller's hair causing massive shivers of fear in the frighten Baltic.
A soon as he arrived at East Berlin he was pushed on to a stage to stand along side his boss who made the announcement. As the DDR national anthem Risen from Ruins played while people sung. Ivan and his boss made their way back to the car to embark on their 3 hour flight back to Moscow.
Later that evening
Ivan walk through the door, brushing the light dusting of snow out his hair and hung his coat up. The years first snow had started on his way home but unlike it usually would, it had not dulled his mood. Practically skipping he ran up the stairs and to Gilbert's bed room entering without knocking.
Up on his entrance he seen Gilbert lying on the bed still looking the same as he left him with Toris watching over Gilbert.
"Toris has a little German awoke from his slumber yet?"
"N-no sir he has not"
Ivan tried to cover up the blatant disappointment on his face but failed badly. Toris not wanting an upset Russia, panicked thinking of a way to cheer the nation up.
"There st-till t-time sir, h-how about w-we check on h-him after dinner"
Toris tried to control the shaking in an attempt to prevent further upset to Russia but found it difficult.
"If you say so. My Lithuania has good advice da" Ivan smiled again.
Toris let a sigh of relief
"Yes I have made your favourite, it should be done in 10 minutes"
Toris quickly left thanking god for not letting their be an upset Russian for now.
As soon as the door shut Ivan sat on the chair next to Gilbert, taking his hand he gave it a kiss. He knew that as soon as the German woke up he would cause trouble. He knew Gilbert would not like the idea of being away from his brother and would fight, but Ivan craved it. Ivan wanted to see the passion in them red eye's. Even if it was hatred towards him. Russia knew he could not force the albino to like him, his older sister made sure to remind him of that. In time he hoped Gilbert would return his feelings.
A grunt from the bed below him pulled him out of his thoughts. The brightest smile he had worn since the days he spent with the Romanov family sprung to his face.
"Gilbert, Gilbert, Wake up"
He shock Gilbert lightly. After a minute of this Gilbert's eyes fluttered open and looked up to Ivan.
"B-bruder"
"Nyet Ivan, do you remember what happened to you?"
Gilbert shot up suddenly the pain causing him to swear.
"Ivan... wait Russia! WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING IN YOUR HOUSE YOU FREAK!"
His out burst made Ivan's heart ache. Had had expected this reaction but it still hurt. After a few seconds of intense staring from the German, Gilbert had a flash of realisation come across his face.
"Oh right the war" Gilbert's voice was a mere whisper a he looked down.
Ivan seeing Gilbert depressed state attempted to cheer him up by giving the German a hug. At first Gilbert struggled to get out the Russians death grip, but gave up and accepted it. Wanting comfort even if it was off a psychopath.
"Am.. am I dead?"
Ivan almost didn't hear the whisper as it was so quite. He let Gilbert go making the German look him in the eyes.
"Nyet comrade, Prussia is but you are not. You have being given a second chance. You are now the Deutsche Demokratische Republik."
Gilbert forcing his head out of Ivan's hands look down.
"So i'm just another one of you little Soviet states now" Gilbert whispered voice dripping with venom.
Ivan felt rage boil at this. After all his work. All his sleepless night. This is how the German repays him. Just when Ivan went to raise his hand and hit the German, the door knocked. Ivan was more than happy for the distraction.
"Come in" He said sounding completely calm.
The door opened to reveal Toris in his cooking apron.
"Ah I was just about to call you for dinner but I see Gilbert woken up"
"Yes, I wish to eat my food up here and bring some for DDR"
"Yes sir" Toris rushed of to bring them their soup.
As soon as Toris left Ivan felt a wave of guilt wash over him. It was not unusual for Ivan to lose his temper and regret it after. Eventually Gilbert became uncomfortable with the constant staring from Russian and spoke up.
"So... what's for dinner then?"
"Borscht"
Gilbert groaned at the idea of Russian food and was about to complain about how some German food was more awesome, until he seen the annoyed look on the Russians face. Even as strong and 'awesome' as Gilbert thought he was, he knew better than to piss off the man next to him so he stayed silent.
After what felt like forever of silence, the door finally opened to revel Toris with two glasses of milk and two bowls of soup on a tray. Toris placed Ivan's on the bed side table and gave Gilbert the tray. Toris quickly left the room.
Ivan was first to take a spoon full of the soup and smiled delightfully. Gilbert sat mixing it round.
"Gilbert~. Toris's soup is very nice, give it a try"
"What's even in it! It looks like blood!"
Ivan rolled his eyes and raised an eye brow "Do you really think I would feed you blood?"
"Yes"
Ivan sighed audibly "You are an idiot. Its a beetroot soup so eat up or I will force it down you" Ivan gave a warning smile.
The irritated Gilbert pouted like a child then put a spoon full in his mouth. He was surprised by its sweet taste. He smiled but quickly covered it up not to make Russia think he liked it.
"Its good but its not as good as my food" Gilbert proclaimed puffing his chest out proudly.
Ivan laughed at this, finding his ego very amusing.
"Ah i'm sure it"
They spent the rest of their time eating chatting. It was mostly Gilbert saying how awesome he was compared to the Russian and insulting him. Ivan enjoyed every minute of it and didn't want it to end but as soon as the bowls where empty and the soup gone Gilbert said he wanted to sleep and kicked the Russian out. After several attempts to stay with him, Ivan gave up and seeing the time decided it was about time he went to bed, as he had an important meeting in the morning.
Laying down on his plush bed he sat and thought about a relationship with Gilbert. Cuddling in a field full of sunflower and nights spent eating together with his ever growing family, holding Gilbert's had as he ate.
Stripping down leaving only his boxers and scarf on Ivan crawled under his covers and drifted to sleep. For the first time for a long time his dream land wasn't plagued by nightmares but instead the soft hugs of a certain albino.
Authors note: Thanks for reading the chapter. I felt bad for leaving you with a short chapter so I upload a second one early. I don't know what Ivan's favorite food is but borscht is amazing. Sorry if the Germans wrong as I don't speak German but I do speak Russian so I know that's right ^.^
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Translations:
Deutsche Demokratische Republik (DDR) - German Democratic Republic (GDR)
Da - Yes
Bruder - Brother
Nyet- no
Name's (In case you don't know):
Ivan - Russia
Gilbert- Prussia/GDR
Raivis - Latvia
Toris- Lithuania