Chapter 16

Punishment One

Blood is such a interesting thing. It can send different feelings up and down ones body in a split instant. Fear. That's only a natural reaction to the red substance. We all know blood follows pain. Then, what about pleasure? Can someone get a high from seeing the crimson liquid? Of course, but it's something society would frown upon. Perhaps that's why Russia was feared. Seeing a wicked twisted smile cross his face at the sight of blood would send a shiver down anyones back. So, it was only natural that Germany was sitting there shuddering at the expression.

Ludwig panted heavily, trying to block out his pain. His punishment was quite severe. Ivan was defiantly furious with his actions with Prussia. The Russian didn't even hesitate to strike him once he went to his the man's house. One hit. Down to the floor with a crack. Germany had woken to find he was locked away in a cold cell. Blood dripping from his head. Now he was there with broken ribs, multiple fractures, cuts, bruises, an arm broken, nose broken and bleeding, and god knows what else. His blue eyes met cold violet ones. Germany wondered if this all was necessary. Did he need to be beaten this badly? Why was Ivan so jealous? Why? His body shook slightly as Russia lifted his leaded pipe up about to strike.

"Ha." Ivan chuckled and lowered the pipe down. "Did you just flinch, Ludwig?" He knelt down grinning at his prey. "Did I break you? Did I finally break the powerful German? The trained Nazi."

"I'm... Not a Nazi..." Germany gasped out harshly.

"You were once." Russia stood back up with a frown. "I missed those days. Your eyes were a wonderful piercing blue. It sent shivers down by back. I loved it." He licked his finger that had some blood on it. "That was the man I wanted to make mine. I wanted the challenge of breaking you." Germany remained silent as the Russian paced. "It pisses me off to see you so broken already. You're weak! After Alfred kicked your sorry fucking ass back, you turned into a fucking pussy ass bitch! You couldn't even take me! You had a fucking chance!"

Ludwig stared at him, "Why... Why are you talking about this? It was years ago... Years..."

"Yes... Years. I haven't been able to wrap my hands around your neck for so long. Alfred kept me leashed like a good dog after the damn Cold War. He knew that I wanted you." His eyes grew dark as he thought of it. "He didn't want me to have my fun with you. Had to be the damned hero." Ivan tossed his lead pipe across the room in rage. "I waited for too fucking long to make you mine! You turned soft! Fucking soft! You soft incest loving bitch!"

Ludwig flinched, he could feel the fear wash over him. He had forgotten how frightening Ivan could be. During the second world war, Germany was just as dark and hardly noticed how demonic the Russian was. The lust for blood was always strong with Ivan. Always. Ludwig doubted there was a period of time in Ivan's life where he wasn't lusting for blood. He knew how addicting it was. The German knew all too well. He was there. He would get blood drunk. It was such a wonderful powerful feeling seeing the weak fall at your feet in a pool of blood. Germany shuddered as he remembered. What a cruel and dark time in his life. He didn't care that he was soft now. Ludwig liked his current lifestyle. It was peaceful and quiet. At least... It was...

Ivan grabbed the German by his hair and started dragging him across the stone floor. He muttered, "We could've ruled the world, Ludwig. Together. Bathing in the blood of our enemies. No... Not anymore. I see that. Pity." He brought them to a loft filled with water. Russia lifted Germany's head and shoved it under the cold water. Ludwig suddenly panicked and began to thrash about. "If you had only listened to me. If you had joined me and Mother Russia. If only..." He pulled Ludwig's head up as the man gasped for air. "I blame your brother though. He was the fool that kept you at a distance from me. Damned Prussian." Quickly, Russia plunged the man's head back into the water. "He did have the sweetest moans I had ever heard though. I suppose he was only good for the sex. Mmm... I'm suddenly aroused." Again he pulled Ludwig's head from the water. He kicked the German away and began to pace once more.

Ludwig gasped in pain and for air. His body shook violently. Could he take anymore of this? Would he sudden break and be putty in this man's hands? He couldn't let that happen.

"You know... It still surprises me that you disobeyed me." Ivan paused in his pacing, eyes observing the ceiling. "I told you not to do unholy things with your brother and yet... I see you kissing him." His cold eyes landed on Ludwig. "Quite passionately I may add. Do you enjoy the taste of your brother?"

"No. I-"

"Shut up." Russia growled. "Don't you dare lie to me. Can't you see how deep you're in? Keep digging and you'll reach hell."

"I'm not there yet? I thought I had already arrived." Ludwig chuckled weakly, trying to regain himself.

Ivan glared but also looked amused saying, "There's that fire I was looking for. Sassy remarks. Something that tells me you're not afraid of me." He knelt down and gently lifted the German's chin. "I want more of that..." Hot lips met Ludwig's in a heat of want. Germany tensed and nipped at Ivan's lip. The Russian pulled away with a chuckle. "That was weak. Unless... You wanted it to be a pleasing pain?"

Germany smirked, "Or maybe I was picturing my brother kissing me." Ivan's eyes grew cold at that. Ludwig looked all the more cocky. "It pains you to see that my little albino brother arouses me more than you do." He didn't know what he was saying. Words were slipping out from his lips on their own. "His small frame is like a woman's. Unlike your large self that feels like some disgusting bear's body pressed to mine." He spat at Ivan who stared with dead eyes.

Russia soon pulled away, "I see that your old self is coming out slightly. Good. I hate being bored." He pressed his foot down on Germany's head till it pressed against the ground. "I expect you to fight back, Ludwig. Then perhaps we can finally become one. Wouldn't that be nice?" His foot twisted into Ludwig's cheek. "Da?"

Ludwig grunted in response. His eyes piercing his hate up towards the cold nation.

Ivan grinned and stepped back. "You may go home, my pet. Your punishment is over. Don't disappoint me again." He turned and walked out of the room leaving the Germany to pick himself up and go to a hospital.

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It amazes me how this story in my head keeps changing. I have it on a set course and then when I'm writing it changes slightly. I don't try to change it. I think it can add something to the story to make it maybe slightly interesting. I also want to thank everyone who has been reading this from the start. This was supposed to be a one shot story but so many of you wanted more that I couldn't help but actually come up with a plot to it. I do hope that I can finish this story though. I can't keep you all waiting. I'll do my best! You guys are AWESOME!