It takes Birdie only a few long hours to wake up this time. Me and his brother, Alfred I learned, are sitting on either side of him. He takes a few unsteady, deep breaths, getting used to it with the bandages wrapped tightly around his chest. He blinks a few times, trying to focus his vision, but it doesn't seem like he can.
"How do you feel Birdie?" I ask softly.
"Can you hear me?" Alfred asks, putting Birdie's glasses back on him.
Canada POV
I hear voices. First, Gil-kun's. Then, Al's. The blurry image on my right puts my glasses on me and clears into Al. The one on the left is Gil-kun.
"Birdie?"
"Mattie?"
The two nicknames are spoken at the same time.
"E-eh?" I weakly manage. They both say my name, and hug me at the same time. I wince and groan a bit when they move me. They both let go and apologize.
"How are you feeling?" Gil-kun asks.
"M-my back hurts. Everything else is just sore."
Al gently rubs my arm and says, "You'll be all right."
"I'll make sure of it." They both say it at the same time again, then glare at each other. It's like they rehearsed it or something.
"Birdie. We both want to take care of you. We both want you."
"We both love you." Al turns my head towards him and gently kisses me, then Gil does the same. "We hate to do this to you, but…"
"We need you to choose. Me or him."
"You can wait 'til night bro."
"O-Ok." Great. They're making me choose between the two of them, and I just woke up.
"I know you'll choose whose best for you." Gil-kun says.
"And I know you'll choose with your heart." They each kiss me, and hold me close before they leave to let me think.
I love them both, and I don't see how I'll be able to choose. I don't want to lose wither of them, but I do need to choose. Otherwise, who knows what will happen.
Al. He's my brother, and I love him. But is it really a love that we should put commitment to? I love him, but he's my brother. Should it really be this way? Should our love be this deep?
Gil. I love him too, but is it right to love him? He is my enemy, but he took me in and cared for me as if I were on his side. We formed a relationship, and it just felt so right to be with him.
Both of them have good and bad things about them, and our relationships. After a long two hours, my mind is made up, and just in time too. Al and Gil come back and stand in front of me.
"Well, bro?"
"Who do you choose?"
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"Al?" I ask.
"Yeah?" He seems eager, and Gil looks a bit disappointed, not trying to show it.
"We're brothers, and I'll always love you, OK? And I hope you'll still love me." I speak cautiously, knowing he could explode with emotion at any moment. "But, I choose Gil-kun."
"What?"
"You choose me?" I nod at Gil's question. "I'll be the most awesome boyfriend ever, I promise!"
Al comes over to me and grabs my shoulders, pulling me up. "I will always love you. I'm just sorry you didn't choose me."
Before Gil or I can do anything, Al crashes his lips against mine. He tries to force his way into my mouth, and when I don't let him, he grabs my curl. I try not to let out any noises, but I fail. When my mouth opens, Al forces his way into my mouth, roaming around. I try to stop him, but he keeps playing around with my curl, rendering me powerless and at his mercy.
I try to break away, but he keeps attacking me with passionate kisses, messing with my curl, and he pushes me back down, kneeling on top of me.
Prussia POV
I watch for a few minutes, shocked, as Alfred dominates his brother. Birdie lets out small noises in accordance with his brother's movements and actions.
The shock of someone else doing this to my Birdie turns to rage in a minute. I grab Alfred and pull him off Birdie, but Alfred doesn't want to let his brother go, and when I pull him off, Birdie lets out a small, breathless moan that sounds like 'maple.'
Alfred smirks at me and moves his fingers around a curl, I see it now, and Birdie lets out small little moans and sounds of pleasure.
"Let go of him. He chose me, not you." I growl at Alfred.
"I know. I'm only showing him what he's missing out on." He gently tugs Birdie's curl again, and kisses him for a long minute. He whispers something in Birdie's ear. Birdie gently smiles and whispers something back. Alfred comes over to me. "You're so lucky. Treat him good, or I'll come get him and bring him to a better life."
"Don't worry, I'll be good to him. I'll make him feel so awesome."
"You better."
He leaves me and Birdie alone. I go over to him, and he has a hazy look in his eyes, but they slowly return to normal. His breathing also slows and steadies back to normal.
"You alright Birdie?" I softly ask, gently rubbing his hand.
"Y-Yeah." He looks up at me, looking a bit sad. "I'm sorry you saw that. He just…doesn't want me to be someone else's."
"It's all right Birdie. You didn't ask for him to do that." I lean down and gently kiss him, making sure it's loving though. He returns the gentle kiss with a soft passion. I hope I'll be able to give Birdie the love his brother showed. And Birdie will like it better with me.
Birdie gently fingers the German cross, issued to Brgadegenerals, around his neck. He looks troubled.
"Birdie? What's wrong? You made the right chose."
"Eh? No, it's not that."
"What is it then?"
"This war. I don't even know what we're fighting for anymore."
"Then let's leave." If Birdie wants to leave, I'll take him away.
"Eh? You can't just leave ear." he tells me, looking over at me and he stops fiddling with the German cross.
"No one has to know about it. I'll sneak you away to my place. Nobody will know. Nobody knows about it."
"Don't you live with your brother?"
"Yes. But I have my own house too. We'll go live there together."
He smiles at the thought. "Just the two of us. No war?"
I shake my head. "No war. No violence. Nothing bad will come our way."
"Promise?"
"Swear on my awesomeness."
"Then we'll start our new life together. And it'll be awesome."
"Yeah. It'll be awesome."