Warning - Strong language

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Chapter 7 - A brilliant way to ruin the moment

12th of August 1963

Two years off hell. That's what Ivan's life has being. Gilbert had no stop made Ivan's life difficult. Ivan had lost it a few time hurting the German and sometimes the other Baltic's badly, but still Gilbert persisted. It hurt Ivan as every argument, fight and hateful word smashed his heart to pieces. Ivan had told him self from the start he would never get the German, but it still hurt.

Ivan had just finished a phone call to Britain about a meeting they were going to have tomorrow. He had only finished the preparation a few hours ago and even though he was happy not to get on a plane, he was still very disgusted he had to let that American swine into his country.

Next Day

Gilbert was awoken by a loud knocking on his door. Growling he got up to see who it was.

"Well that's an ugly face no one wants to see in the morning ksesesese"

Rolling his eyes at the childish behaviour, he shoved a box into the Germans arms.

"New uniform since you burnt the last one."

"And what makes you think I wont burn this one."

"You need to wear this one as I am taking you to a meeting."

"Fine" and with that the German slammed the door in the Russians face. Opening the box he seen the uniform disappointed it was grey still.

"Gah, blue was better"

Putting it on reluctantly he looked at him self in the mirror.

"It will do but I still hate it"

When he heard Toris call breakfast he ran down stairs and also ran in to Russia.

"Ah I'm glad you have put your new uniform on. It makes you look handsome."

"Ksesesesese. Always handsome shame you could never be like me."

Gilbert walked away not noticing the faint blush on his face from Russia's complement.

Breakfast went fast after Gilbert had finished his almost daily compliant about the Russian food. Now both him and Russia were standing at the door waiting for the car to arrive. Gilbert soon had found out he was only going with Ivan to carry stuff but was more than happy for the chance to get out the house. Before long Toris came back in.

"The car has arrived mister Russia."

"Ah good, come Gilbert, shall we go"

The car ride had being mostly silent to both of the nations relief. As soon as they arrived Gilbert immediately was told to follow Russia to the meeting room, but was disappointed when Russia told him to wait outside. His disappointment turned to joy when he spotted his brother sitting patiently in the corridor. Slowly walking up to him. Ludwig looked up in disbelief.

"Bruder is that you?"

"Ja its me"

The two brothers pulled each other into a big hug, only letting go when they got dirty looks off the others in the corridor.

"Is Russia treating you well?"

"Well his beat me up a few times, but other than that he has being nice. If you take the wall out the picture"

After a long silence Gilbert broke it again.

"How about you? Their not treating you badly are they?"

"No in fact they have being very nice, they helped me rebuild but it hasn't being the same without you bruder"

"Same. I wish Russia would just let me see you once in a while."

They spent the hours that the meeting went on catching up but both got disappointed, when the meeting ended. No proper good bye could be given as they where pulled back to their duties almost instantly without warning.

When Russia and Gilbert finally got out side Gilbert decided to break their silence.

"I want to go back with West"

"What?"

"I want to go back with West!"

"Gilbert I can't allow that"

"Why not?!"

"Stop asking questions"

"No, you brought me here to torment me!"

Ivan stopped in his tracks turning to the German.

"If I had know American would have brought Germany as his lap dog, I would have never brought you"

Griping Gilbert's wrist painfully Ivan dragged Gilbert through the corridor to the car, Gilbert swore at him and hit him the whole time. Opening the door Ivan decided to throw him in the back. After getting in himself he put on his seat belt and signalled for the driver to take them home.

"I hate you!"

"I don't fucking care! Please shut up!"

Ivan wanted to just smash his head through the car window with Gilbert complaining. Why is he never happy.

"I wish you were dead!"

Ivan sighed knowing it wasn't going to end any time soon.

"Doesn't everyone"

This answer left Gilbert feeling confused, it wasn't helped by the sad look on the Russians face.

"Yeah... I guess they do." Gilbert regretted saying it as soon as it came out but he succeeded in killing Ivan's fight.

"If you want to leave that bad, try your luck climbing the wall. See if I care."

The rest of the journey was uneventful. Gilbert spent most of his time thinking about how he would cross the wall. Well he had permission off Russia to try, why wouldn't he. Meanwhile Ivan was trying to get through the car journey without breaking down emotionally.

When they got home Ivan ran up stairs ignoring Toris who was waiting for him. Toris curious of what was wrong with the Russian stopped Gilbert.

"Gilbert did the meeting go well?"

"I was outside so no idea. Can I go now. I need to burn this uniform."

Toris sighed blocking the path to the stairs.

"Why mush you fight him?"

"Because his the devil. I'm telling you the man should be in a nut house. Fucking Psycho."

Gilbert pushed Toris out the way ignoring the others complaints.

Ivan lay on the floor staring at the ceiling. Ivan couldn't understand why his family must hate him, he only wanted the best for them. Ivan lay their for hours just looking at his ceiling he painted to look like the sky.

His thought was broke a few hours later by the smell of smoke. Going over to the window he seen Gilbert standing over a fire. Closing the window and curtains he knew that the German was burning his uniform again.

When Dinner finally came round Ivan found him self uncomfortable with the Germans staring.

"What is it Gilbert?"

"..."

Ivan sighed and attempted to make talk with Lithuania. The conversation was very pleasant until it got interrupted.

"I hate you!"

Lithuania gave the German a panicked look while Eduard and Ravis promptly removed them self from the room.

"You say that a lot"

Ivan wasn't going to let Gilbert get to him.

"Only because I mean it"

Toris seeing and on coming fight followed his brothers and left the room.

"Sure"

"I burnt your shitty uniform"

"I'd rather you didn't"

Ivan got up and left the room surprised the German followed him. Stopping he turned around to face the German.

"What?!"

"Your an ass"

"Go figure"

Just as Ivan was going to walk away again the German spoke up.

"Its true what they say you know."

"What?" Ivan was slightly confused.

"Everyone either is afraid of you or hates you."

"So, its not new to me"

"Your a freak!"

"You a egotistical bastard!"

Gilbert wanted to hurt the Russian for not letting him see his brother for longer.

"Nobody likes you! Why don't you just curl up and die!"

"I wish I could! I hate being hated but I never cared not until you came along!"

"I wish you could too you maniac"

"Do you even know how much you mean too me?!"

Gilbert laughed. So his going to play the pity card now.

"Just you taking over Europe. That's all I am. Another country to eat you heartless bastard."

Ivan felt tears pricking at his eyes. He looked down not to show weakness.

"Ksesese your crying, mien gott" Gilbert tried to ignore the voice that told him he had gone to far.

"WHY MUST I LOVE YOU!" Ivan put his hand over his mouth realising he had just said that out loud.

Gilbert just stood there with and expression of shock. 'He loves me.'

Ivan ran out the house not wanting to hear what ever insult he knew Prussia was brewing.

Authors note: Holy shit! What happens next.

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Translations:

Ja - Yes

Bruder - Brother

Mien Gott - My God

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