Oh, I'm dying. I wrote this in the evening and at night because I'm out almost the whole day andI'm really tired, I have to get up early, but it's worth it.
I've given everything to write this chapter, I hope it's not too bad.
I couldn't do too much, I was to tired to make a lot of things happen because I feared I'd crash down in front of my laptop, I'm sorry for any obvious mistakes I missed due to my lack of attention at midnight =w=
Enjoy~ !

The next morning Lili was happy to wake up and try on some of her new clothes; even though she preferred slightly more adult clothes than the pure cuteness she got, she didn't get upset about it and gladly accepted the gift.
She wore a little soft pink skirt, a frilly sweater with a flower print, warm, white stockings and fluffy slippers.
Most of her clothing was in the pinkish theme, which was to be expected since pink was not only a girlishly, cute colour but also had a calming and softening effect.
Liechtenstein was almost sure Russia would approve of this outfit; she wouldn't wear it if she could choose something else of her own taste though.
A few knocks on the door disturbed her out of her thoughts and she hoped it was not some stranger.
Yet when she opened the door, flames of happiness lightened in her heart and a spontaneous smile tickled her face.
Sparkles decorated her lovely, deep green eyes that seemed to hold the other person in their mighty grip.

"Guten Morgen, Lilichen. How was my lady's night?" he greeted her and gently took her hand and placed a kiss upon her knuckles.
She smiled warmly and was touched by his movement, "I slept well. But, I have to admit I felt, lonely~"
The seductive tone in her voice was like music in Prussia's ears and he smiled flirtingly; her thin hand was still resting in his firm hand and he kissed it again.
He kissed her fingers, her knuckles, the rug of her hand, then he turned her hand around and kissed the palm of her hand, her wrist and with little bits he went up.
Yet his eyes were constantly locked with hers and a playful emotion seeped through the deep red.
Eventually he went over her shoulder to her collarbone and she threw her head back slightly so his soft lips danced over the milky skin of her neck.
The cold point of his nose, his marvellous lips and from to time his warm tongue made her skin tingle and pleasure leak through her body.

Gilbert pulled back when he came to the middle of her neck and looked around cautiously before pushing back into her room with him and closing the door behind them.
Now it were her hands that took his head in their hold and their lips were drawn to each other.
Prussia's tongue slid over her lips curiously and she allowed him into a more passionate kiss.
But after a few seconds she pulled back, and for a moment they were just staring at each other, admiring each other's face and panting a bit.
Lili couldn't help bit smile at seeing his face and threw her arms around him as they shared warmth through an affectionate hug.
Both of them were happy to once again feel a lovable, beating heart in their arms, their torsos against each other and their breathing the music that filled the room.

"Are you still hurt?" Liechtenstein asked, carefully; she was afraid to ruin the moment with her concern, but she couldn't help but wonder whether he wasn't in pain.
One of the things she wanted the most, was being the person that lightened his pain and softened any suffering he was going through, how cheesy it may sound.
Prussia was a tough guy, she knew, and he went through a lot; but she couldn't just look at him and accept him taking everything without helping him.
"I'm fine, Liebling", he whispered in her hair and the warmth of his breath against her skull made her chill slightly.
"Can I see the wounds?" she asked while the fine tops of her fingers danced over his back like little ballerinas.
Prussia sighed, "Nein, meine Dame. Why are you so concerned about such things? They aren't of any matter. You are eine Dame, not my Mutti."
And for a moment he feared he had been too impolite, but Liechtenstein understood his way of thinking and calmly continued to stroke his back.

"Du bist meine Ritter. Therefore you are to fight, and the fighter may and will get hurt. The pain is not to him, der Ritter, to decide. It depends on what Fortune, Skill and Sacrifice will result in."
He was silent; Prussia loved listening to her voice, smart and intelligent, but not scolding.
She was not laughing at him for his flaws, but informing him warmly and sharing her knowledge because she cared for him.
"As meine Ritter, you are to protect me, you are to defend me and fight for me, ja?"
He inhaled deeply and the smell of her hair filled his lungs slowly before he answered softly, "Ja, I have chosen you as meine Dame, to protect, defend you and fight for you. I will be your shield and your sword."
She admired his wise words as well, the things she heard about Prussia being an empty-headed dipshit were definitely been said wrongly.
"As you are my shield and sword I am to handle you good as well, because one can have the sharpest blade and strongest shield, but when misused, abused, or treated wrong it is worthless. Tell me, if I am to treat you as my dearest protection, aren't I obligated to make sure my sword and shield are in good condition? For a rusty sword will bend and break and a crack in the shield will cause a further burst through it."
Again, a comfortable silence embraced them.

"You like using difficult words, Süße, don't you?" Prussia said, his fingers tenderly caressing through her hair.
Lili smiled and Prussia felt the movement of her face and automatically smiled as well, "Do you understand my words?"
"Ja, meine Dame. You mean to say that I, in order to protect you, must be taken care of by you. Any flaw in me can be a danger to you, therefore, I shall trust you to handle me wisely."
Liechtenstein was touched by his words; her heart was filled with an overwhelming emotion of merriment and her eyes watered a bit.
"See, lieber Ritter, I use difficult words because I know you are an intelligent man and will not misunderstand my intentions. I trust you on understanding my emotions and believing my words as they are. Because I know you can."
Now Prussia felt a streak of hurt, and happiness flash over his heart as he heard her words, spoken with tender love, deep warmth and a grounded wisdom.
He recalled what they usually called him, repulsive, mean, stupid; yet here was little Lili.
And she gave a damn shit about what reputation he had; she trusted him with knowledge she knew was clear enough for him to get through.

They slightly pulled back and their foreheads touched each other softly, resting upon each other and enjoying the simple closeness and touch.
Prussia was still leaning against the door and had bended a bit through his knees so his was a little lower to make it easier for Liechtentein.
"Liebling, Ich liebe dich", he found it funny how tears could burn the eye when desperately holding them back.
Yet in Liechtenstein's vivid orbs the tears shimmered softly and he admired her openness with him while he felt ashamed for his tears and cared for his pride.
He wondered whether it was true kindness and pure motives, perhaps also deep love that brought her to do this, or naïve thoughts and angelic beliefs.
And Gilbert knew that when he looked at her he couldn't say she was being false or faking, that she lied, but he also knew there had always been a safety barrier around her.
She was unknown to the hard world outside and had to learn a lot about the injustice of the flaws in humanity.
But a stubborn part of him wanted her to be the one that helped her though pains and he wanted to be the one that helped her through the misfortunes of the world.
Yes, that part of him screamed for her; it had been so long that any pure, loving emotion had been there for him.

Because even long before the Soviet, failed attempts to gain love just resulted in more hurt and hatred.
Prussia's heart though had surrendered to her forest green eyes, her sweet smile and angelic appearance, for her right words, rational thinking and healthy intelligence.
He felt obligated to protect her from any bad means from the outside world, with whatever power he had.
Everyone else had eventually only hurt him; Hungary's refusal and perforation for that lame Austrian, Germany's ignorance to the ending of his existence, and many others had resulted against him.
And some wondered why he sometimes was being cruel and merciless; it was due to all they had done and it were their decisions that had shaped him.
He had given his love and passion to people, and they only took and took it from him.
Until there was nothing left of it, so he had to fill himself with other emotions, anger, hurt, frustration, jealousy and cruelty.

Now, here was Liechtenstein, and instead of taking what he had, she seemed to be the source of happiness.
The joy within her, she shared it with him and gave him the feeling he was worth this happiness as well.
Moreover, she seemed to remove the dusty, dirty crust that blocked the invisible vein of his heart to the rest of his body.
That figural vein that spread happiness, she reopened it for him and let him enjoy it.
He didn't felt used, he didn't felt wrong about her; yet every other beloved of him had been heartless towards him, at least that was Prussia's opinion.
They had mistreated him, subtly, so that when he would try to fight back, he would always end up being the bad guy.
The black sheep, the sinner and the one that was foolish, mean and unreliable.
And he had long time believed that this was who he was; they made him believe he really was nothing more than the bad guy.
Yet whatever he tried to do right, they'd manipulate things so that events turned against him anyway.

The soft stroke of Lili's hand over his cheek shook him out of his thoughts and he blinked surprised while she looked at him with soft, concerned eyes.
A look only a very low number of people had ever given him.
"Liebling", was all she said and only now he noticed his cheeks were wet, soaked.
Tears had thrown themselves overboard and with the smooth help of gravity, kissed goodbye to his red eyes.
He quickly threw his head back and madly wiped the tears of his cheeks as if it was burning poison.
"Prussia", he looked up to her for a moment, "Ich liebe dich auch."
She kissed both of his cheeks and smiled, "Lets first eat breakfast, ja?"
He couldn't say how happy he was that she didn't want to go on over his emotions or his wounds, because he didn't understand or didn't care.

Prussia gladly guided her too the dining room and she tried to remember the way to get there.
"Oh, you're quite late for breakfast. There's some bread and milk in the kitchen; everyone has already gone to do their chores. Russia went outside."
Lithuania greeted them with just the information Prussia needed.
If he could decide, he would choose to only hear this and now make Toris leave; but his little girl apparently had other thoughts.
"Oh, good morning mister Toris. I'll help with the chores after breakfast as well, ja?" she said and Prussia didn't like how cute she was behaving.
Oh course, he knew she was just being polite and nice, but jealousy twirled around through his heart and mind.
Lithuania laughed softly, "That's very kind of you, miss Lili, I appreciate your help. Please, enjoy your breakfast."
He gave a short smile to Gilbert and walked off to do his own chores.

"Hmpf", Prussia sighed and Lili noticed it but didn't say anything.
He took the bread and milk for them and some sausage; the content of the fridge was poor with milk, vodka, beer, a deep red soup and sausages.
In the cupboard there was only bread and canned peas.
For a family of four, there would've been certainly enough of the food to feed the whole household.
But for a 'family' with about 15 members, Lili frowned at the actual poverty that was hidden behind the luxury looks of things.
She and Prussia ate breakfast in silence, not uncomfortable though not as nice as the previous ones had been.

A woman walked in the dining room; she looked rather distressed.
She had short blonde hair, wore a hair band, a simple white blouse, loose jeans and a ribbon at the collar of her blouse.
This lady had a long figure, and her expression reminded of a worried mother; Liechtenstein also had to admit she had a very well-developed chest.
She felt a bit uncomfortable because this woman looked so adult, so grown up and her body had all the curves Lili felt she missed.
Lili's eyes widened when she recognized this person as one of the women on the pictures and the big painting she had seen.
"Prussia! I'm so happy you're here! Have you seen Belarus? I need her to help me with something but she seems to have disappeared!" her voice was lower and female mature, but very panicked as if she was on the verge of crying.
Gilbert shrugged at her teary, pleading eyes, "Haven't seen her, but Russia's apparently out so she probably went to hunt after him. Or she's sharpening her knives."

The lady looked even closer to crying and depression, "How sad, if you see her, please tell her I'm still looking for her. I can't go to the forest alone because I always get lost. Can you believe I got lost again in the hallways on the second floor near the fencing room? And I live here for so many years now! I'm so stupid!"
Lili felt compassion for the woman and Prussia sighed softly.
"I'll tell her. But I don't have anything important to do, so I can dress up and go with you to the forest if you want to. Belarus isn't nice company anyway."
Liechtenstein was amazed by Gilbert's reaction; he could've said really mean things but he offered help instead.
"That's so kind! I'll wait for you in the hallway!" the blonde suddenly looked happy as if she gained both freedom and a great deal of money.
She jumped in happiness and gave him a kiss on his forehead before running of in joy.
Prussia only sighed at her sweet behaviour and this made Liechtenstein feel safer; even though the woman seemed to have a way more appealing body, he didn't show any kind of interest that would go beyond friendship.

"Did she even notice me?" she asked with a sad pout and Prussia immediately looked at her with his admiring eyes.
"Liebling, don't mind her. She's very friendly and everything, truly a good friend, a caring mother and stuff like that. But she's a crybaby, quickly emotional and not the brightest one", he caressed her through her hair once and stood up.
They had finished breakfast and quickly passed to Prussia's room so he could switch his vest for a warm sweater.
They went downstairs again and put on their shoes; the blonde woman went outside when she saw them and Lili saw it wasn't snowing outside, though there was still a thin layer of snow covering most of the ground.
Both German-speaking nations left the house and Prussia closed the door behind them firmly.
Prussia felt kind of relieved he could go somewhere with the company of Lili and a trustworthy female like her.
He didn't trust much people and jealousy would easily bother him when another male was around Liechtenstein.
And he knew he was going to get trouble because he was supposed to clean some stuff up; but being outside with Lili and Ukraine, probably the best company of the house, was just so much more interesting.

"Hey! Little girl, who are you?" the blonde female asked when she saw Lili following Prussia outside the house.
Liechtenstein gave a sweet smile, "I'm Lili!"
This woman seemed to fall for her sweetness just like Russia, "What a beautiful name! I'm Yekaterina, but you can call me Katyusha!"
Katyusha gave an enthusiastic smile; she was very naïve and good-hearted, Lili realised.
There didn't seem to be a dark, evil personality behind her; she wondered what nation this beautiful woman would be.
"How did you came here?" Katyusha asked with a bright smile and curiosity.
No matter how pure and kind this woman may be, Lili refused to trust her true identity and intentions of being her to anyone but Prussia.
"I was lost and mister Ivan took me in, I'm so happy that I can safely stay here!" and she prayed that Yekaterina wouldn't ask anymore.
To avoid that, she thought of questioning something to make sure all attention wouldn't stay with her, "And you?"
Katyusha smiled brightly, but clearly some uncomfortable feeling was behind it; this lady was bad in covering her emotions.
"I'm Ivan's big sister, I came to live with him for a while, I guess", Prussia walked behind the wandering ladies, listening to what they said yet keeping his attention on the surroundings so they wouldn't get lost; he knew this forest better than most nations and wouldn't get lost in it that easy.

"Oh, Ivan's big sister", Lili said, and she felt a bit astonished at that; Ivan, being the biggest nation and personification as well, didn't look like he had an older sister at all.
Now that she looked at Katyusha and Ivan in her mind, she could catch the hints that gave away their relation to each other; but it still came as a surprise.
It sounded a bit weak that Russia had to take control of his sister in order to keep her close to him; as if this friendly woman wouldn't visit him otherwise.
"There's also Natasha, the youngest one of us. She recently got a liking to mister Ivan and wants to spend much time with him. He's a bit uncomfortable with her sometimes though. Little Ivan is so bad at simple social events sometimes!" she giggled like a mother telling about her little boy.
And Russia wasn't little at all, he was one to be feared, a nation Liechtenstein hadn't expected anybody to talk about that way.
"A liking? Natasha's obsessed with him!" Prussia scoffed with a smile and Katyusha sighed as she couldn't say much against that.
Liechtenstein wondered what nation she and Natasha were; she'd ask Prussia later.

"What are we going to do actually?" Lili asked after a little silence; but with a happy person around her like Katyusha nothing seemed getting too uncomfortable.
Accept for her huge breasts that had to move along with every movement of her body; that was a bit disturbing sometimes.
"We're looking for some wood. I know everything's wet, but if we find some good blocks of wood we can dry them at home and use them! Also, who finds a surviving sunflower and can take it home will receive great things!"
Lili gave her a questioning look and Prussia decided to get more involved in the conversation.
"Ivan loves sunflowers, but in winter they get destroyed easily due to the cold. If you can find one that still looks pretty okay, he will get really happy. As long as that sunflower is kept within his vision, he'll be in a good mood. Ivan in a good mood means everybody in a good mood."

Gilbert wanted to add that this was due to the fact that Ivan didn't punish and was very kind and nice when in a good mood like that, which was why many nations were so relieved and could finally relax a bit.
Yet when sunflowers became more frequent, like during the summer, the happiness they gave him seemed to fade.
But first of all, he figured Lili could think of that herself, and the second thing was that he wouldn't say such a thing with Katyusha nearby for he didn't want to woman to cry again.
There was a short silence and they walked on, picking up a few thick branches they saw as useful.
When Lili was pulling some fallen, big branches from underneath a bush, a yellowish colour drew her attention and she crawled further in the bushes.
A big smile instantly plastered itself on her face when she saw about four sunflowers.
One of them was completely withered though and two of them barely had any colour anymore and had lost their yellow petals.
Yet one of them had remained pretty intact; she carefully bended forward and pulled it out of the ground with care.
"Guys look!" she smiled happily and both Prussia's and Yekaterine's mouth opened and eyes widened in surprise.

The blonde female was the first one to react; she jumped up and than ran to Lili to give her a big hug and shout some things in joy and compliments for her to be such a smart little girl.
Somehow Liechtenstein didn't mind if Katyusha called her little, because it seemed not to be for belittling her, but to address her as if Liechtenstein would be a little sister of her.
Prussia grinned widely and hugged both of them as well; he couldn't express his happiness for their luck as good as Yekaterina.
It must've been either a though survivors or one of the very first flowers of the year.
Winter was nearing his end, and even though it stayed cold most of the year anyway, flowers here sometimes tended to magically bring luck to them.
The flower looked rather young, probably due to this, he still had almost all of his bright, thin petals.
And even with the little visible effects winter had on the flower, it still look pretty okay.
"Let's just go home now! We have wood enough for a few days and the flower will make things a lot of better for a while", Katyusha smiled.

Once they came home, they were saddened to find out Russia wasn't even home yet.
That short haired blonde with glasses was cleaning the living room, his face barely changed of his stoic expression when he saw the sunflower, but it was clear that he was at least a bit pleased to see it.
And another young lady sat in the couch.
She had sliver blonde hair and a thin, nicely developed figure.
Her facial features were sharp and feminine, her expression cold and her eyes were a blue-greyish version of a light violet.
Liechtenstein was intimidated by her ultimately beautiful looks; she was stunning, an appearance every woman dreamed of.
This lady was the other one on the painting and one that frequently was on the same picture with Katyusha.
Her expression was just like on the photos, cold and reserved.

"Natasha! Look what we found! Brother Ivan will be happy, da?" Yekaterina shouted happy and the youngest sister looked up with complete indifference.
When Lili looked at Prussia, it was clear that he didn't like anything about her, accept perhaps her gorgeous looks.
"Where did you found them?" she came closer to Lili, who carried the flowers and Prussia came nearer, ready to do something in case Natasha might show ill behaviour.
"Who are you?" the way her cold voice spoke was more like a command.
Lili's forest green eyes met hers, "My name is Lili."
A shiver wandered over her spine when she looked in the almost expressionless eyes of this woman.
"I'll hand the flowers to my brother. You can leave now."

Liechteinstein was truly shocked by the rudeness of this woman and Natasha tried to take the flower but Prussia grabbed her fine hands.
"Nein, it's not yours. Go find your own one", his voice was rude and hard.
When Lili shot a look at Ukraine, she noted this one was on the verge of crying once again.
Just that moment the door opened and Russia walked in, not making eye contact with anybody and not even looking up.
A snow storm was setting up outside and he seemed affected by the cold.
He wanted to walk away immediately and leave the room as fast as was possible with his tired, heavy body.
"Mister Ivan!" she yelled but he didn't look up.
She got mad about people disrespecting her like that constantly, "Look what I got!"
Her voice was firm, stern and a bit of her frustrated anger was audible through it; Russia stopped and looked aside.

His eyes met hers, they were a dull purple, tired and saddened with things no one truly knew.
But the instant the saw the bright flower in her hand, he blinked a few times and a fresher, more vivid purple coloured his orbs.
There was completele silence in the room for a few seconds, no one even dared to move and Ivan was fixated on the flower in her hand.
"Sunflower", rolled over Lili's lips before she could think of something better and the tone with which she spoke was back to cute.
He smiled, "Really? Now already?"
It looked like the smile he usually gave them, but Liechtenstein could distinguish it; this one reached to his eyes and he seemed to really feel happy about it.
"Yes, I found it in the woods!" she said and ran over to him, Natasha huffed and shot daggers at Lili through her glare.
Russia carefully took the flower in his big hands, "Thank you, Lili!"
His smile was sincere and he left the room; immediately a the atmosphere in the house seemed to have lightened and became more warming.
Except for one ice cold person in the room, but Natasha was ignored for a moment.

When Lili turned around, Yekaterina smiled brightly at her, "Yay! He's so happy now! I bet things are going to be a nicer now, da?"
But Natasha looked ready to murder her, "That was supposed to be my smile, my 'thank you' and my happiness! I was supposed to be the one that received it! Mine!"
Prussia pushed her back, "Nah ah! You didn't do anything do deserve that! Lili was supposed to get them!"
"But I could've gotten them! I would've deserved them much more! Than brother and me could become happy and all of you are unworthy of his happiness!"
Natasha spoke as if she truly believed that, and Liechtenstein realised Natasha truly did.
Ukraine started sobbing, "But sister, as long as brother Ivan is happy, it's good, right? Everyone can be happy!"
"You're so naïve! I don't know how you survived all those years! Ivan and I belong together forever and it will be like that!"
More nations started to gather in the room, the short haired blonde and a little, trembling guy next to him were watching and the blonde haired not very shy guy was there as well.

"You've been saying that for the past century! He'd clearly rather die than be with you! Too bad", Prussia smirked and suddenly she pulled a knife out of nowhere and threw it at him.
He dodged it as if he had totally seen that one coming.
Katyusha was sobbing and the slender blond guy with the green eyes was comforting her.
Natasha left the room with a huff and shot a deadly glare at her.
Liechtenstein pulled Prussia closer to her, "Gilbert, you've got a lot to explain."
He smirked, "It's like one crazy family, isn't it? More like, manically insane, Kesesese!"
For a moment he came a bit closer and whispered softly, "I'm hungry for meine Dame, would you mind if I guided you to your room?"

Guten Morgen, is German for Good morning.
Liebling, is German for Darling.
Nein, meine Dame, is german for No, my lady.
Eine Dame, is German for A lady.
Mutti, is German for Mommy.
Du bist meine Ritter, is German for You are my knight.
Der Ritter, is German for The knight.
Süße, is German for Sweetie/Darling.
Lieber Ritter, is German for Dear knight.
Ich liebe dich (auch), is German for I love you (too).

Sorry if I even skipped translations, if somethings wrong, just put it in a review and/or forgive me, dear reader. =u=
It doesn't matter that everyone says I should take a pause from writing when I'm completely busy, I can and will survive! :3
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