Chapter 14

Home Coming part 1

He cursed as he was shoved out of the car. Germany stumbled forward and was able to catch himself on a pole. He shot a glare at the driver before they sped away. The German glanced around. He was a block away from his home. Why couldn't they have dropped him off at his house? He sighed and started walking. He hoped that his brother was home. Gilbert. A smile broke out on his face and he began jogging. It took only a minute to reach his house. Ludwig ran up to the front door and stopped. A blonde flamboyant man was standing in front of it. Blue eyes met his, "Ludwig?"

"Francis?" Germany walked up looking surprised and worried. "What are you doing here?"

"I've been waiting here for you everyday." He looked overjoyed. "Gilbert needs to see you, Ludwig."

"Then let me through so I can."

France frowned and looked troubled. "He's not here... He's still in the hospital."

"Still in... The hospital...?" Germany's face fell and he felt sick. "He's still not well?" The French man shook his head sadly. "Take me to him now, Francis." Ludwig's heart was sinking as they jumped into Francis's car and drove to the hospital. Silence fell over them. France glanced over at the man with sad eyes. He wondered how the man would handle seeing Gilbert in the condition that he's in. It probably would break Germany's heart. It broke Antonio's when Gilbert was dropped at his doorstep. Francis looked back to the road with a sigh. Germany looked at him curiously.

"Ludwig... I know we don't get along very well, but I love your brother dearly. So, I say this now before we get to the hospital. Do not say anything that happened to you while you were under the Russian's care. He's very fragile and all he needs right now is for you to walk into that room and embrace him and tell him that everything will be alright."

Germany scoffed, "Do you not think that I know better than to talk about my ordeals over at Ivan's? My brother doesn't need to know about it. Not when he's still hurt..." He frowned and stared out the window. "It's my fault that he's hurt."

"It's not." Francis sighed when he got a confused look from the other. "Gilbert placed himself in harms way. When he saw you with little Feliciano he lost his temper. He started drinking with Ivan and that's how he got caught. It wasn't your fault." He patted Ludwig's shoulder. "Gil doesn't blame you either..." Germany went to say something but closed his mouth. He looked away again. Even if Francis said that, he still blamed himself for what happened to his brother. He should've been there to protect Prussia. Ludwig ran a hand through his hair. His brother had always protected him throughout the years. Always took the blame for something that either was or wasn't his fault. He protected him all the time and he couldn't even protect him once. All he wanted was to see his brother.

It felt like years passed when they finally arrived at the hospital. Germany practically ran into the building and to Prussia's room. Spain was watching his friend from the window, keeping his distance. He looked up when Ludwig came running down the hall. "L-Ludwig?" Germany nodded before bursting into the room. Prussia's eyes slowly opened with a groan. Another nurse to bother him?

"Leave me be vial creatures... I'm done with the needle poking. It's not awesome..."

"Gil..." Germany almost whimpered as he went by his bedside.

Prussia's eyes snapped open and stared at his brother in disbelief. "W-West? Is that really you?"

Ludwig smiled softly, "Yes it is. Bruder... I'm so glad to see you."

"West..." Tears filled Gilbert's eyes as he reached up towards the German. "West..." Ludwig was quick to hug his brother tightly. How he missed his little albino. "You're truly here... You're back."

"Yes, Bruder... I'm here." Germany kissed his brother's head. "I'm here..." They held each other for a long time in silence. Gilbert whimpered and held back the sobs. His brother was back and safe. He nuzzled into his strong chest.

"I missed you..."

"I missed you as well, Gil..." Ludwig pulled away slightly and smiled softly. "I've been worried about you."

"I-I'm fine... You shouldn't have had worried." Prussia sat up a bit, looking away.

"I did and it seems to have a good reason why I did. Why are you still in here? You should've been discharged a long time ago."

"I... I couldn't stop worrying about you and the guilt-"

"Don't." Germany said firmly making his brother look at him with curious eyes. "Don't blame yourself for what has happened. My foolish actions got me into this situation. I hurt you and now I'm paying for it."

"But you didn't hurt me..."

Germany looked at the albino with a frown. "I did. You saw something that made you leave the house. I..." He sighed. "We can talk about this later. You need to get better, Gil. I want to go home with you."

Gilbert opened his mouth but shut it with a nod. He wanted to go home with Germany too. He wanted things to return to what they were. The Prussian rested his head against his brother's chest.

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It was another couple of weeks before Gilbert was allowed to leave the hospital. The whole time Germany was there by his side, refusing to leave when the nurses told him visiting time was done. Even the authorities couldn't get the man to leave. They soon let them be. They couldn't tell a nation what to do. Prussia was glad to have his brother there whenever he woke up from a nightmare. It eased him and he would be able to fall back to sleep. It made his heart jump when he saw Germany's bright smile when the doctor said that he could take the albino home. He loved seeing that wonderful smile on his brother's face. He missed it. Gilbert's heart raced even more when they made it home. Ludwig glanced at him with such gentle eyes and the soft smile on his lips made him want to swoon. Prussia missed everything about his brother and every movement, word, or glance made his heart pound in his chest.

"Gil?" Germany said softly making Prussia to come back to reality.

"Y-Yeah?"

"Are you going to come in?" Ludwig had been standing there holding open the door for the forgotten nation.

Gilbert flushed slightly and walked into the house. "Thank you..." Germany gave a short nod and shut the door. He watched Prussia carefully as the man walked around the house. The air seemed a little thick. Ludwig wasn't sure how to act around his brother now. So much had happened in the past two months. His brother being beaten and hospitalized. Then Germany enslaved by the Russian and was basically turned into a sex toy. He felt dirty. Was this how Gilbert felt when he had returned home? If only he could lock himself away and hide. Ludwig sighed softly and slowly followed the Prussian around. He began to wonder if he was at least allowed to hold his brother in a brotherly embrace. The Russian would at least let him to do that. Right?

"Gil..." Germany said nervously. His brother turned to him with those blazing red eyes. Ludwig gulped before he brought the man into a hug. Prussia's body tensed slightly but soon relaxed in his hold. The younger felt the other nuzzle into his chest as his arms wrapped around him. Germany wondered why they didn't hug each other like this like they used to. Prussia would always hold him when he was younger. Of course the German found it annoying and childish, but now he actually missed the feeling. He loved his brother dearly and maybe he should show it a little more now.

"Bruder, I'm glad you're back." Gilbert mumbled into his chest.

"Same here..." He kissed the albino's head and nuzzled into white locks.

So, I broke this into parts just so I could post something for you guys so you wouldn't have to wait anymore for something. And I'm not sure when I'll get back to writing more of this.