OMG! I'm so sorry for taking so long to get the second chapter up! College started and I had a huge writer's block! (And I had to rewrite this chapter so many times!)

So, I hope you all enjoy this chapter! Hopefully the 3rd one will get done faster.

Chapter 2: Bruder

A long droned out moan slid through Ludwig's lips and he rolled over in his bed uncomfortably. Just thinking of what was to come was causing sleep to stand aside. "Verdammt…" Germany opened his eyes staring up at the ceiling. "There's no way that I'm going to be able to get any sleep until the meeting with Russia." He sighed deeply as he sat up. If he wasn't going to sleep he might as well do some work while he was up.

The German stretched causing his back to crack, and causing something to stir beneath his blankets. Ludwig froze to stare down at a large lump in his bed. "Was…?" He swiftly flung his covers away from the form. The person underneath quickly curled up in a ball as the cold air hit its skin. "Bruder, what the hell are you doing in my bed!"

The silver haired male whined softly as he peered through slits up at his brother. "West, you're being too loud! Go back to bed."

Germany was silent for a long time before responding to the former nation. "Bruder, you have your own bed to sleep in. Go to your room bitte." Still remembering his manors even through the lack of sleep, and having a second member in his bed.

Prussia flung himself onto his brother's lap and continued to whine. "But West!" Rubbing his head into the younger German's stomach, "It's warmer in your bed than it is in mine! And I have to protect you from that crazed Russian!"

"Bruder…" Germany slid his hand down his face with a long sigh. "I don't believe that Ivan would come unannounced again when he already set a date to which we will meet." Now pushing his brother from his lap, "And I don't believe that my bed is any warmer than your own. Now bitte go back to your own bed."

"Weeeesssstttt…!" This time the albino wrapped his arms around Ludwig's waist. "It's been forever sense we've slept together!" A blush crossed the blondes face. 'Slept together' didn't sound appropriate. Germany shook his head with another palm to the face.

"The last time I slept in the same bed as you was when I was a new nation, and…" He looked down to meet red chrisom eyes. "You're a bed hog."

Now a blush crossed Prussia's face. "Well, that's just because… Because… I was just not used to sharing a bed with anyone. I can adjust."

"Nein."

"But, West!" Another endless whine emitted from the older male. Ludwig looked away from him getting frustrated at his whines.

"Look, I'm getting up anyway to do some work. So, it won't matter if you stay or not I guess." He grabbed hold of Gilbert's white arms and released himself from his hold. Germany got off of the bed and went into the bathroom to brush his teeth. Prussia pouted and plopped back down on the bed soon drifting back to sleep.

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Piles and piles of paper work covered Germany's desk; neatly of course. His eyes scanned the paper that he had on hand. His glasses began to slip from his nose as he stared down at the paper. He pushed them back and went back to reading. Ludwig's eyes strained from the continuous reading. A glance at the clock reading 11:00 a.m. he had been up sense 4:00. A sigh erupted again as he rubbed his temples.

He needed to get Gilbert up before he slept in even more, and then he won't go to bed at a decent time. Even if the albino didn't go to bed on time for the majority anyway. But Germany did need to take a break from his work, and give his eyes a break as well. His sight wasn't what it used to be; reading paper after paper had caused his sight to weaken over the years.

Ludwig stood up and headed for the stairs to go up to his room where the sleeping albino was left. He really needed to make his bed as well Germany thought as he got to his door. He peered in seeing his brother sprawled out on the bed snoring away. His brows furrowed at the site.

No worries, nothing to do but sleep, eat, drink, and then sleep again. Must be nice not being a nation anymore. Grumbling, Germany entered the room lightly tapping Prussia's face. "Bruder, it's time to get up. You slept in plenty." No movement from the other male. Germany gave his brother another tap to the face slightly harsher this time. "It's time to get up!" Ludwig barked out sharply.

This time he got a reaction; Gilbert moved uncomfortably at the sound that was ringing in his ears. "West you're really loud today. What the hell?" One red eye opened to glare up at icy blue ones.

"It's already noon, and you need to get up so I can make the bed."

"Hmph…" Prussia propped himself up on his elbows to get a better look at Germany. A smirk crossed his lips as he stared at him. Ludwig watched him with a questioning look with a slight blush.

"W… Was are you doing, Bruder?" Germany became uncomfortable under Prussia's stare.

Gilbert shrugged still smiling, "Just took notice that you've turned out to be a really attractive guy is all."

Oh this took the cake. The younger German's face turned a bright red at the statement. He looked away biting his lip too embarrassed to look at his brother. "Was the hell are you talking about?"

Prussia chuckled as he got on his knees and wrapped his arms around the other's shoulders. "Well, just look at you! Muscular, tall, handsome, and you do have a sense of style. And Gott! Don't get me started on your eyes!" He winked playfully as he purred, "Kesesesese!"

Germany blushed brightly trying to keep his eyes fixed on anything but Gilbert. What's with his brother today? He was being more affectionate than he normally was. In a very weird way… "Bruder… Bitte stop with this… This… Whatever it is you're doing right now."

"Kesesesese!" Gilbert snuggled his younger brother's cheek. "Ja, ja it's just I noticed that I haven't been affectionate towards you lately."

Germany sighed deeply pushing Prussia away from him. "I believe that I'm a little too old for your affections, Bruder."

Gilbert went to snuggle up against Ludwig again, but only to get a palm to the face. "Weeesssttt!"

"Stop whining and get up so I can make the bed, and you can eat something." Right on cue; Prussia's stomach growled loudly. He smirked as he leaned forward.

"Will you make me something, West?"

Germany raised a brow, "Was?"

"Bitte, West! I'm still too tired to make myself something. Besides, you're a better cook than me."

Ludwig frowned, "Bruder, I would but I have so much to do, and…" He stopped as Gilbert started to pout sadly. "Was would you like?"

Prussia grinned brightly as he jumped out of bed. He quickly planted a kiss on Germany's cheek. "Danke, West! Kesesesese!" Blushing yet again, Ludwig watched his brother leave the room and then went on to making the bed.

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"Oh danke danke, West!" Prussia stared down at the plate full of food; mashed potatoes, wurst, and a large glass of milk. "Hey, West, can I have beir and not the milk?"

"Nein."

"But, Wessttt!" Prussia whined. He wanted his beir even if he just woke up. "Bitte!"

"Nein." Germany put more force behind it as he said it. "Milk is good for you, and you need to drink more of it. It seems like you've been drinking nothing but beir lately, Bruder."

Prussia stuck out his tongue playfully not taking the argument any further. He stuffed his mouth with food as Germany went to cleaning the dirty pans. Silence lingered between them as they both were busy with what they had on hand. Ludwig frowned deeply as his thoughts were able to be heard. Russia was supposed to call tomorrow. He couldn't believe that the week had passed by so quickly.

He clenched his jaw as he thought of what the Russian had in store for him. To be honest, he didn't want to know. Ludwig stopped scrubbing the pan he had as his thoughts stopped. What will happen to him once he meets up with Ivan again?

"West?"

Germany was taken aback by Prussia's voice. He looked back to see Gilbert staring at him worriedly. "Was?"

"You… Are you okay?"

"Ja, why?"

"It's just…" Prussia bit his lip thinking of his next words. "It's just that tomorrow is when that Russian is supposed to call, and I know it's been eating at you and everything so…"

"I'm fine, Bruder, nothing to worry about." Ludwig smiled slightly, then thinking that the conversation was done turned back to the dishes.

"Nein… Nein you're not." Gilbert stood up and spun him around so Germany was facing him. "I can tell that you're not. I raised you for Gott's sake!" He smiled weakly as he gave a slight pat on Germany's shoulder. "We can talk about it, you know?"

"Bruder, I appreciate it, but I'm fine. I'm just a little stressed out from all the work I still have to do is all." What a fake smile that that younger German put on for his brother. Prussia smiled back up at him still unsure of what Germany was truly feeling.

"Just let me know if something is wrong, okay? Can you do that?"

"Ja, I can do that." Ludwig went back to his dishes as Prussia went off to continue eating.

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Germany started wishing that he had taking the chance to talk to his brother about Russia. Then again, it was extremely embarrassing to talk to Gilbert about any of his feelings. Like how he felt when Russia was pressed up against him. He didn't understand it, but the heat that he felt as Ivan's cold body came in close. Face palm! Blushing, Germany peered through his fingers frustrated at the thoughts that swirled around his head.

Why did he feel the way he did when he thought of the Russian? It didn't make any sense to him at all, and he couldn't ask Prussia why. Gilbert loathed Russia with all his might. Even before the day that Russia had taken him away; Prussia always had a burning hate for him. Germany sighed; he had been sighing more often lately with all the stress he was feeling. He leaned back in his chair sliding his hand down his face.

"Weessttt~!" Germany opened his eyes to see Gilbert sitting on his desk with two glasses of beir.

"Bruder?" Prussia pushed one of the glasses in his hands. He took it, with a questioned look. "What's this for?"

The albino swung his legs over the desk, so he was fully facing the blonde. "You've been in your office for a long time, so I thought you would like a little break." He took a sip of his drink as he glanced around the room. Germany didn't respond as he watched Prussia swing his legs back and forth still scanning the room. He knew that his older brother was still trying to get him to talk to him about what's going on in his head. Would the blue eyed male take this second chance to talk to him?

"Bru…"

"So, I was thinking about something when you were locked up in your office." Germany blinked now forgetting what he was about to say.

"Uh… what was it?" Prussia placed his glass down on the desk causing a slight twitch from the other. "Bruder, bitte use a coaster."

"Ja, ja…" Leaning to the side to rummage through a desk drawer for a coaster; he pulled one out and set his glass on it. "Now… I was just thinking randomly and well…" An awkward smile spread across the albino's face. "Am I… Fuckable?"

Germany lurched forward spraying the beir that he had in his mouth. "W-Was!" He stared up at Gilbert surprised that he would even ask that kind of question.

"Hey, it was just a random question! Don't go off giving yourself a heart attack." Prussia looked down at his pants with disgust seeing the beir all over them.

"Verdammt! I'm sorry, Bruder!" Germany got up quickly and ran out of the room to get a towel. Prussia watched him leave, and as soon as the door closed he slapped his face. A bright red blush gave color to the albino's face. With fast haste; Ludwig was back with a towel in hand. He went over to his brother and knelt down in front of him. Without even thinking about it; he started cleaning his brother's legs.

Prussia's blush brightened as he watched the blonde rub his legs slowly. As Germany made his way up; a shiver ran down his spine causing a slight moan to escape his lips. Gilbert covered his mouth quickly hoping that Ludwig didn't hear it. Thank Gott! Germany ignored the moan, and was still cleaning his pants. It grew silent as the blonde continued to clean his brother's pants. The only sound was of the fabric rubbing against each other. Prussia bit his lip trying to stop another moan from erupting.

"Bruder…" Gilbert looked down at the other male. "I… I think…" Germany sighed deeply before continuing. "I think that you're a fuckable person…" He blushed as he looked away embarrassed at saying it.

"R-Really?"

"Ja."

"Kesesesese!" Prussia grinned brightly as he laughed. "I'm glad to hear that!" He leaned over and kissed Germany on the forehead. "You're pretty fuckable yourself, West." A wink causing Ludwig to blush brightly.

He looked away again, "Bruder, I need to wash your pants, so bitte go and change."

"Why can't you just take them off for me?"

"Was?"

"Joking! Joking!" Prussia laughed as he jumped off of the table and left the room.

Germany stood up with a long sigh, and sat back in his chair sliding a hand down his face. "This week is something else."