You all should love me. I worked on this chapter every chance I got! I would type on my computer, write it down in a notebook, or even write it out on my phone! There were so many times that my teachers caught me writing the story and not paying attention in class. It was all for you guys! Oh! Story: One day during my break in between classes, I was sitting at a table and typing some of the 'naughty' parts of this story and an old lady in her wheelchair rolled by and stopped besides me. She sat there reading over my shoulder and I froze. I didn't know what to do! She didn't say anything, and wheeled away, but stopped and turned herself towards me and rose up her brows at me. I hid behind my computer completely embarrassed! So, now I picked a table which is by a wall where now one can read over my shoulder. XD

Chapter 5: The Meeting/Truth

A gust of air blew by making the German shiver slightly. He blinked a couple of times as he stared up at the house in front of him. How did he end up here? Everything was a blur of him getting up and getting dressed and then taking a long, very long drive. Now he was here, on the door step of a Russian. Germany frowned; he did remember Prussia not saying a word to him as he left. In fact, he hadn't seen the albino at all when he was running around the house throughout the week. Gilbert did come out once in a while to eat or to leave the house, but other than that he stayed in his room the whole time. Ludwig sighed deeply, was this punishment for yelling at him that one day? A blush crossed his face as he remembered the incident. How embarrassing. Germany shook his head and focused on the door before him. With a gulp he reached out and gave a loud knock on the door. There was silence for a long moment before steps echoed on the other side. Small whispers commenced as someone or ones reached the door. Finally the door opened and a small boy popped his head out from the door. He looked up at Germany shaking as he spoke, "W-Welcome, Germany. R-Russia… Master Russia is ex… Expecting you." Ludwig cocked a brow at the little boy. Why was Latvia always scared of him? Was it his size? He was pretty big though smaller than Russia. Maybe Latvia was just always scared of anyone twice his size. That could be it, Germany nodded to himself mentally. The door opened more and revealed Lithuania standing there. He forced a weak smile as the German stepped in.

"Germany, it's nice to see you again."

"Yes, how have you been?"

"Oh, you know…"

"He loves it here." Lithuania froze at the sudden dark voice that came up behind him. Russia appeared from a shadowed corner. He placed his hand on Lithuania's shoulder and gave a 'light' squeeze. Lithuania's face didn't even flinch at the sudden pain. Germany guessed that he had gotten used to it over the years living with the Russian man. Ivan smiled down at Lithuania who smiled back knowing he had to or he would get punished if he didn't. Russia looked over at Latvia feeling satisfied from the smile Lithuania gave him. "You do too, Latvia, da?" Latvia squeaked as Russia addressed him, but nodded. Oh yes, Ivan controlled his people like dogs on tight leases. Very tight leases. Ivan grinned at his control and finally turned his attention to his guest. "Ludwig, I'm so glad you made it here and early too."

"I hope that wasn't a problem, Ivan." Germany really hoped that wasn't a problem. The last thing he wanted to do was piss Russia off at the beginning of their meeting.

Russia grinned, "Not at all; I was hoping that you would be here early. I couldn't wait to talk to you face to face again." Germany gave a small smile and Russia gestured him down a hallway. He followed the taller man into his office which was twice the size of Ludwig's. Germany looked around the room amazed at its size and all the books it held on the giant bookshelves. Russia noticed how Germany stared at the books and smirked. "You can have a look while we wait for Lithuania to bring in the coffee." Ludwig couldn't help but grin and went over to one of the bookshelves and grabbed a book at random. Ivan had such a vast collection of books in his office. Some of which Germany had never heard of before. He made a mental note of which books he would like to read for later. Eventually, Lithuania entered the room with cups of coffee and quickly left as soon as had placed the tray down on a small table near Ivan's desk. Germany almost pouted upset that he couldn't look at the rest of the books, but forced himself not to. He took a seat in front of Russia's desk and waited for Ivan to begin. The Russian man took one of the cups from the tray and sipped it carefully. He sighed not in happiness but annoyance. He looked at the coffee sadly and placed it back saying, "I really wanted to have vodka during our meeting, but Lithuania insisted that we had coffee instead. So upsetting." He frowned but smiled as Germany squirmed in his seat uncomfortably. "So, we should start talking about more important things, da?" The German could only nod. Ivan smiled sweetly, "I'm so glad we can finally talk about our…" He paused as his smile grew. "Our relationship."

Germany nodded and then asked, "Yes, and I would like to know what you mean by 'our relationship'. You haven't been clear on that."

"And that's what we are here to discuss. I will explain what I mean." Ludwig shifted in his chair again awkwardly as Ivan paused for a long moment. "Our relationship isn't what it used to be, Ludwig." Well that was true. After Germany went off and tried to attack Russia during WWII, there had been some tension between them. Germany didn't want to betray Russia during the war, but his boss thought that that would be best if they wanted to take control. With the massive size of Russia and the cold winter and lack of supplies ended up hitting the German soldiers pretty hard. Russia laughed at Ludwig as he lied there face down in the snow. Bloodied, cold, pride slowly slipping away; Russia did nothing to stop those pains and just left him and his men to die slowly in the cold. If Russia still had any respect for Germany then he would've taken him in and tortured the hell out of Ludwig. Germany would've preferred that then laying there in the cold snow and watching his men freeze to death. Germany shook his head trying to get the screams from his men out of his head. Thankfully Russia had paused when Germany went back in time to that day in his head. A cold smirk was playing on Ivan's lips as he himself remembered. He soon continued, "It's been years sense that little incident and I've forgiven you." He gave a hard cold stare at the German. "Somewhat." A shiver ran down the blonde's back. That one word was layered with hatred and hunger for blood. This can't be good. Russia didn't smile again as he went on. "I was most unpleased at your boss's actions, neither yours. But, time changes things and I'm slowly liking this new Germany. Though…" Russia stood up and went over to the frightened man. He took his chin in his hand and forced Ludwig to look at him. Something flickered in the Russian's eyes before saying, "I do miss how cold and demonic you were back then. Such fire." He licked his lips slowly.

Germany's gaze turned to the side wanting to look anywhere but at the man in front of him. "As you said, Ivan; time changes things." Ivan frowned and went back behind his desk slightly disappointed.

"Yes, how sadly so." He plopped back into his chair looking bored. He slouched and swung back and forth in his chair staring at the blue eyed German. "But, there are some people that seem to never change." Germany raised a brow wondering what he meant by that. Russia raised a brow too, "You don't know what I'm saying?" Germany frowned shaking his head. Ivan rolled his eyes annoyed saying, "Ludwig, I know you're smarter than this but I'll explain." His eyes went dark. "Your 'bruder'."

"My bruder? Gilbert?" Russia nodded at the even more confused German.

"He's still that annoying cocky ass he's been sense he was founded. He's caused so much stress on you and others around him. It has even strained our relationship with one another." Germany clenched his jaw. Yes Prussia was a cocky bastard, but he had taken Germany under his wing when he was young. He loved his brother no matter what he was. Ivan noticed how Germany was holding back from lashing out at the Russian. He smiled gently, "I'm sorry to offend you, but I'm just letting you know of my concern."

"I understand, but there's nothing to be concerned about. If you haven't noticed; even if my bruder is a major cocky bastard, I love him just the same." Russia glared and scoffed as he sat up.

"How can you love someone that drives you crazy? He slows you down in your work, how can you love him when he's a troublesome brat?" Germany flinched slightly at the sudden rage Russia let out. Ludwig stood up slamming his hands down on the desk.

"You don't know anything about Gilbert! You have no right to say those things! If you don't want to discuss what I came here for, then I'll excuse myself." Germany turned to leave, but Ivan blocked his way to the door. Ice cold eyes pierced his soul as Russia pressed forward. Ludwig took a step back and hit the desk behind him. Ivan pressed into the German and placed his hands on either side of Ludwig blocking him in. Germany glared at the other man not afraid to look him in the eye anymore. "Let me pass, Ivan." Russia barred his teeth in frustration.

"Fine, you want me to discuss us then?" Germany just stared getting annoyed. Ivan leaned closer so their noses almost touched. "Join me, Germany. Join Mother Russia and be rid of the stress, and I'll take care of Prussia."

Germany frowned, "No."

"Oh you're going to wish that you said yes." Ivan flipped Germany around on the desk and pinned him against it. Ludwig let out a surprised gasp as he hit the desk. Russia grabbed his arms and pinned them behind his back. Leaning down on top of the blonde he whispered wickedly in the man's ear. "You're going to join me, Ludwig. Even if that means I'll have to break you. I did break Prussia while he was here, and oh how he moaned like a whore."

"W-What?" Germany's eyes grew beginning to get scared.

Ivan smirked, "Oh my! I'm guessing Prussia never told you? After breaking your brother, he would open his legs so willingly; begging for more and more. What a whore he was." Russia's hand slipped into the front of Ludwig's pants. He gave a squeeze to Germany's balls making him tense up. "I'm wondering if you're as much of a slut as your brother is." Ivan sneered and stroked the slowly growing member. "I'm going to make you scream my name." Germany began to squirm trying to get free. He wanted this all to stop; to just go away. The promise. Shit, the promise he made with Prussia would be crushed, and it would also crush Gilbert in knowing something happened. He had to do something to stop this. Germany turned his head on the desk and looked at the Russian. He panted quietly as Ivan quickened his stroking. Ludwig let out a quivering moan.

"I-Ivan… Please… Don't stop…" Ivan smirked as he stopped.

"Ludwig, I never did think that you would break so ea-" His words failed him as an elbow jacked him in the jaw. Germany pushed him away and ran out of the office, and swiftly made it to the front door. He jumped into his car and sped out of the driveway feeling as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Prussia grumbled as he tossed his game controller across the room. Germany had been gone sense early in the morning. He looked zoned out as he went about getting ready and left. Gilbert had watched him from behind his door pouting sadly. Now he sat in his room glaring at his TV screen with big red words reading, 'game over'. He grunted and stood up to head downstairs to at least eat something. This was so not awesome. Prussia hardly ever worried about anything, but now with Germany off at Russia's; all he could do was worry. Did Germany feel like this when he was over there? He shuddered at the remembrance of the past. He silently hoped that nothing would happen to Germany while he was over there. He didn't want Ludwig to go through what he had gone through when living with Russia. Another shudder; Gilbert made it down the stairs and glanced up at the door. He froze seeing the blonde German leaning up against the front door panting as if he had ran a marathon. "W-West?" Prussia was surprised to see him home already, and unharmed. Germany forced a smile through the pain in his chest.

"Br… Bruder." Gilbert ran over to him and hugged him tightly. Ludwig coughed harshly, "H-Hey, I can't breathe if you hug me so… Gilbert!" Prussia tightened his grip around him not wanting to let go. He was so damned worried about him. He was so glad that his little brother was finally home and safe.

Prussia whispered into his chest, "I was worried." Germany smiled gently and placed a hand on his brother's head.

"I know… I know…"

After finally prying his brother off of him, Ludwig led Prussia into his room. Gilbert gave him a questioning look as he sat them on his bed. Germany had a hard time looking at this brother in the eyes as he tried to find a way to start what he wanted to ask. Prussia smirked and sprawled on the bed saying, "Fuck, West! If you wanted to get me into bed with you; all you had to do was ask." Germany spluttered and turned beat red.

He spun around to the albino, "That's not…! Why would you…?" Germany's palm slapped his face as he turned away embarrassed. Gilbert laughed and sat up with a big cocky grin on his lips. Germany rolled his eyes and pushed his brother back down the bed with a smirk. Prussia chuckled then wiggled on the bed to get comfortable. Ludwig smiled down at his brother and sighed deeply. He frowned, "Gilbert, we… We need to discuss something." The red eyed albino stared up at Ludwig with a blank expression. Germany looked away, "We need to talk about when you were living with Russia." Prussia stiffened with wide eyes. They soon went back to normal and he stared at the bed grumbling.

"There's nothing to discuss…"

"Bruder, you didn't tell me anything that happened over there. All you did when you got back was hide away from me for months, and then you came out of your room as if nothing had happened." Germany went to touch Gilbert's shoulder who flinched away.

"That's because nothing happened!"

"You're lying to me, Gilbert!"

"Fine!" Prussia sat up glaring at Ludwig. "You want to know what happened to me?" Germany hesitated slightly but nodded. "I had my pride stolen away from me! I wanted to die, but god forbid Russia wouldn't let that happen. He would torture me day after day if I defiled him. Soon, torturing me wasn't enough for his twisted mind." Tears stung Prussia's eyes now, "He…" He began to tremble, "He raped me, West. The bastard raped me." Ludwig stared at his brother having his sinking feeling sink even lower. He had really hoped that Ivan was lying about doing that to Prussia. Germany took Gilbert into his arms as the older man cried into his chest. Ludwig stared blankly across the room as he thought.

"Gilbert." Prussia looked up at his brother. "I know it might hurt, but you need to tell me everything that happened." Germany nuzzled his face into white locks whispering, "Please, tell me." Gilbert nodded, and hugged him tighter.

Russia entered Prussia's room fuming. Gilbert looked over at him from his bed as the man stomped over to him. Ivan stood in front of the albino and glared down at him. Prussia stared back lazily asking, "What's wrong there, Russia? Did one of your dogs bark back?" A growl erupted from the Russian and he grabbed Gilbert's arm. He flung the man back into a wall. Prussia let out a harsh gasp as he hit the wall with a thud. Ivan briskly walked to him and knelt down lifting Gilbert's head up.

He snarled, "Yes, and I'll rip out his tongue if he barks at me again." Prussia snarled back.

"Then, why the hell are you hurting me for, you big fat communist!" Russia smirked shaking his head slowly. He took hold of the man's hair and dragged him back to his bed. Prussia cringed at the pain, but made no sound. He was flung back onto his bed and suddenly Ivan shoved a letter into his face. Prussia looked at it confused at first, but his face dropped in realization of what it was.

Russia grinned at the expression, "Yes, my little pup, I found your little letter here. Thought you could send your beloved West a letter by putting it in with the rest of my mail that needed to be sent out? You thought you were so smart, but the master is always smarter than the pup." He crumbled up the letter watching Prussia stare in horror. Swiftly, Ivan shoved the crumbled paper into Gilbert's mouth. Prussia yelped and began to choke as the paper was pushed down his throat. He struggled, scratching at Russia's hands. The Russian laughed menacingly watching the poor man fight back as he slowly choked on the paper. Red eyes soon started to roll back into the Prussian's head, and that's when Russia grabbed the paper and took it out of his mouth. Gilbert gasped for air and held his throat. He glared up at Ivan who grinned back. Russia tossed the paper behind him saying, "Don't let me catch you trying to contact Germany again. For your punishment will be worse then what you just experienced." With that, the Russian turned and left the room. Prussia stared over at the saliva covered paper with a shiver. He knew that the torturing would get worse over the years. Oh how right he was.

Months went by and soon years. Prussia had pushed Russia as far as he could to see how far he could go. This only caused Gilbert pain and broken bones. He swore that every bone in his body had been broken while he was there, maybe even twice. Prussia groined as the pain in his ribs roared out. He stared at his bandages with a scorn look upon his face. Damned Russian. Prussia hadn't done anything wrong; well maybe he just gave Russia a cold stare. That still didn't give him the right to beat the crap out of him! Russia was really touchy lately, which caused everything to piss the man off. Even Lithuania, Russia's favorite pet, wasn't safe. His body was covered in bruises, but luckily no bones were broken. Prussia groined again as he tried to sit up. This sucked; once he was better he was going to give Russia a piece of his mind. He winced as he finally sat up cursing to himself. Gilbert snorted as he stared at the room. So quiet and peaceful; such a weird feeling of comfort when he lived in the same house as a mad Russian. The door opened and Prussia frowned. Speak of the devil. Ivan stepped into the room not smiling, but not scowling either. He just looked… Normal. How in the world could he pull that off? Prussia blinked slightly dumbfounded. Russia moved across the room and sat down on the bed besides Gilbert. He reached out a hand to Prussia's head without looking at him. Prussia flinched which caused him to tense as the pain from his ribs appeared again. Russia's hand landed on top of the albino's head and he slowly started to gently pet him. Gilbert raised a brow now really confused. Why was Russia being so affectionate towards him? Does he feel sorry for breaking his ribs with his pipe? Or… Prussia shook the thought out of his head. There was no way that Ivan could magically turn into a nice person. Either way, Gilbert at least enjoyed the petting. Russia quickly stopped to Prussia's disappointment. Ivan stared at the floor silently as red eyes observed him curiously. Russia spoke quietly, "Why do you love Germany?" What? Prussia frowned; what kind of question was that?

Gilbert snorted, "Because he's my bruder, why else?" That wasn't the answer Russia was looking for, but he knew he wasn't going to get a better response. He frowned as he shifted on the bed.

"Why don't you love me?" Prussia stared at the larger man in slight shock. Was the Russian that thick headed that he couldn't see why anyone could ever possible love him? Russia turned to him, "Tell me."

Prussia hesitated as he thought of his next words. He slowly started, "It's because… You… You beat me. How could I love someone who hurts me almost every day? That's not love, Russia!" Ivan blinked like a confused little boy. Beating someone wasn't love? Then how do you show that you love someone?

Russia tilted his head asking, "So, how can I get you to love me?" Gilbert felt his jaw drop open. Was Ivan seriously asking him this? He didn't know how to respond, so he just sat there opening and closing his mouth. Ivan watched him silently and soon mimicked him. Prussia stopped raising an eyebrow.

"Why are you copying me?"

"I thought I was supposed to do that to get you to love me."

Prussia shook his head and harshly said. "Nothing you'll do will get me to love you." Russia's brows furrowed.

"Really?"

"Really."

Ivan sneered, "And why's that?"

"Because I love West." Cold hard steal came crashing against Gilbert's face. Prussia blinked a couple times to regain his vision, and then glanced over at Russia. Ivan glared coldly down at him gripping his pipe in his hands. God knows where he pulled it out from, but he had it and wanted blood. Prussia was silent as they stared at each other and finally Russia broke the silence.

"How could you love someone who abandoned you?"

"He didn't abandon me! We were separated!" Prussia spat.

"Yes he has abandoned you, because if he still loved you then he would be fighting to get you back!" Russia spat back. Gilbert froze and looked away. Is that true? If West truly cared, he would've found a loop hole in the contract right? Russia couldn't be right about it. He just couldn't. Germany was probably still looking for that loop hole. Ludwig still loves him; Gilbert could only hope. Ivan placed the pipe on the floor and took Prussia into his arms whispering gently. "I'm here though. I won't abandon you. All you have to do is obey me, and I will love you. And soon, you'll come to love me." Gilbert wiggled away from Ivan. Tears stung his eyes as he spoke.

"No, West still loves me, and I'll never love you." Russia smirked as he brushed Prussia's cheek.

"Fine, Germany still loves you, but you will love me." Before Gilbert could protest, Russia pressed their lips together. Red eyes widened at the sudden attack. Ivan pressed into the albino forcing himself on top of him. Prussia struggled under the man, but Ivan took hold of his arms and held him to the bed firmly. Prussia whimpered softly as he felt the Russian's tongue invade his mouth. Ivan explored the wet cavern opening his eyes slightly to enjoy the look on the other's face. Gilbert stared back and frowned. He growled and bit down on the man's tongue. Russia pulled back in surprise and began to taste blood. He smiled as he gulped it down. Oh this one was going to be fun. Ivan went back and licked at the Prussian's neck. He felt the albino flinch under him. Smiling again, Russia bit down hard breaking the skin. Gilbert yelped at the sudden pain but began to ease as Russia started to place kisses and licks to the hurt area. A shiver traveled up Ivan's spine as he lapped up the blood from the wound. The taste and smell of the blood was getting him excited. He slowly backed away and ended sitting on Prussia's lower regions. Prussia looked up at him with a blush across his face. This gave Russia even more pleasure. Breaking this man was going to be easy. "Roll over." Gilbert stared with wide eyes at the command. Russia sneered, "Roll over." Prussia shook his head in terror. Ivan growled and took his pipe from the floor and swung it against Prussia's head. He had controlled his swing, so the albino wouldn't be knocked out. Blood dripped from the opening of the injury covering Gilbert's face with his blood. Ivan flipped him over too impatient for Prussia to regain reality and then roll over by himself. Gilbert stared at the bed as he felt the Russian tug at his pants. Fear swirled around him and he tried to flip back over and fight back, but after getting hit in the head; it left him with little control over his body. Gilbert felt numb and couldn't move as his pants finally came off. Ivan pressed against him to whisper in his ear, "Before I have my way with you…" Prussia could feel the Russian's length against his entrance. "I want to loosen you up a little." Gilbert felt something cold brush across his ass cheek, and Russia brought up his pipe to show the Prussian. "If you don't want it to hurt too much; I advise you to start licking." Prussia stared at the pipe for a moment and then shut his eyes tightly as he went to lick it. Russia grinned happily as he watched his dog lick the pipe. Beginning to feel impatient again, Ivan shoved the pipe into Gilbert's mouth. Prussia whimpered as the Russian pushed the pipe in and out of his mouth. Soon, when the pipe was covered in a good amount of saliva; Russia pulled away and positioned his pipe on the other's entrance. Prussia tensed and quickly shut his eyes as the pipe was pressed in. He let out a yell and curses as he felt like his insides were tearing apart. Russia stopped at a point and pulled it back out. Prussia griped the blankets around him and he could feel blood drip down his legs. Quickly, Russia pushed the pipe back in causing the other man to howl in surprise. Ivan did this a few more times, and eventually Gilbert was silent as he pumped the pipe into the albino. Russia smiled and pulled the pipe out and placed it besides him. He looked at his little dog as it stared blankly with tears streaming down his face. Ivan smirked and took his member out from his pants. He placed at Gilbert's entrance and the albino flinched again. Russia chuckled as he pushed himself in. He moaned softly, "Oh god, Prussia. You're still really tight." Gilbert twitched as the Russian began to thrust in and out. It was slow at first, but soon Russia picked up speed thrusting harder into the albino. Prussia could hear grunts and moans from the other and he just felt sick. Suddenly that sick feeling disappeared as a flash of white blurred his vision. He moaned loudly at the wonderful feeling. Russia stopped and stared down at the man who looked back up at him.

Prussia's lips quivered, "Don't… Stop… Please do that… Do that again." Ivan smirked and thrust in hitting that one spot again. Gilbert moaned again and it continued. Russia thrusting harder and harder into Prussia's prostrate pushing the albino to his climax. Tensing up, Prussia released in total bliss and relaxed onto the bed. Russia followed after filling Prussia with his seed. Ivan pulled out panting slightly and kissed Gilbert's forehead. Prussia frowned as everything crashed down on him. He had just… Tears rolled down his face again cause Russia to grimace. Ivan got off of the bed fixing his pants and picking up his pipe.

"You will love me." With that, he left the Prussian on the bed to curl up in a ball and weep; drenched in blood and semen.

0_0; Wow… This was a very long chapter. I typed so much that I have to punch my c key to even work now. Lol So, I'm not very good at sex scenes. I'm sorry if it was terrible. TTmTT But, poor Prussia! I feel so sorry for him! I want to give him a hug! Well, I hope you guys enjoyed! Now I need to get going on the next chapter!