Himayura Hidekaz owns Hetalia.

Warning- May contain some racial slurs or "speaking the lord(s) name in vain." I don't mean to offend ANYONE!

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"You can stay in here for the night." Ludwig put Luca down on the bed in the guest room. "Will you be okay, alone?"

Luca nodded his head. "Yes, I'll be okay."

"Okay. You know where the bathroom is, right?" Luca nodded again. "Okay. I'll be in my own bedroom. Just let me know if you need anything, okay?" He nodded again. "Alright. Good night."

"Good night, Ludwig..." Ludwig patted his head and left. Luca grabbed the knife he took and hid it in the pillow case, for more comfort for the time being.

Alfred was already trying to sleep, to avoid Ludwig altogether. He didn't understand why he bothered, though. Ludwig would wake him up anyway, if he wanted something.

Ludwig wrapped an arm around Alfred's body. "Are you asleep?" Alfred flinched, making Ludwig smirk. "I don't really understand what is "disobedient" about Luca. I guess his master is really... I don't know."

"I don't really care. I just want to sleep." He groaned when Ludwig groped him suddenly.

"Don't interrupt me."

"I didn't know that you weren't done! L-Let go of me." He winced when Ludwig slapped his ass.

"I don't think that he's an adult, actually. His voice is a bit high pitched, and, well... He looks so young."

"What do you want me to say?"

"Does he look young to you?"

Alfred shrugged. "I dunno. Maybe? I guess he DOES look a little young, like he belongs in high school, or something."

"I'll try to get him to talk about his past a little more tomorrow, like how he was sold as a slave originally, and maybe what his master wants from him."

Alfred sighed, finally giving into the conversation. "Do you have to give him back to that man? I mean, whatever his name is, seemed to be nice, I guess. He wasn't too rough, even though you were there to watch and tell him where he's doing wrong."

"Maybe he didn't feed Luca well. Luca was probably sleep and food deprived, which made his instincts take over his reason for action. By the way, I was right. He didn't have a name."

"What?! What kind of parents wouldn't give... I mean, I know that you said that this happens sometimes, but, come on!"

"That's why I want to ask him about his past. Anyway, he seemed really happy to receive a name." Ludwig growled quietly, all of a sudden. "Nevermind... He said that he would get into trouble if he didn't eat everything given to him."

"Maybe the food was gross, or drugged."

"Well, he made it sound like he was given plenty of food. He would just be forced to eat if he didn't finish because he was full, or something."

Alfred shrugged. "Then maybe he DIDN'T get much sleep."

"Maybe. I can't think of anything else it could be, right now. I don't know. I'm a bit tired. I'll probably come up with something that could have caused... Whatever it may be, exactly, in the morning."

"Whatever..." Alfred tried getting comfortable, with the giant arm wrapped around between his waist, and chest. 'Great, now I'M going to be thinking about it...'

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Once he was sure that Alfred and Ludwig were asleep, Luca took the knife and left the room. He quietly opened the door to the bedroom where Alfred and Ludwig were sleeping in. He could hear them snoring lightly.

He snuck right next to Alfred, and lifted the knife above his head.

Alfred, however, felt the change of temperature in the air, and opened his eyes. He jumped when he saw that somebody was standing right in front of him, and screamed when he looked up at who it was, and what he was doing.

Alfred reached up to grabbed both of Luca's arms. "What are you doing?!"

Ludwig woke up with a jump (he wasn't that deep into sleep yet, anyway) when he heard Alfred screaming. "What's wrong?!" He turned around, to see that Alfred was fighting to get Luca away from him. "What the hell are you doing, Luca?!"

"If I kill Alfred, you will only have me! You will have to buy me, and take care of me, so you won't be alone!"

"What?!" Ludwig jumped out of the bed to grab Luca by his shoulders, and throw him on the ground. "What are you saying?!"

"I-If I kill Alfred, then you'll only have me! You won't have to worry about Alfred first, second, or last! Only me!"

Ludwig crouched down to slap Luca's right cheek and to pull on his hair. "I'm sorry, but I wouldn't want a psychopath for... Anything, really. Let go of the knife, Luca."

"Psychopath?" Luca started giggling. "I'm just trying to help. You would get way more money off of me. I would love you for giving me love back. I NEED YOU!"

"You barely even know me! Let go of the knife, before I snap your head back at an awkward angle!" Luca complied, by simply unclenching his fist. "Alfred."

Alfred snapped to attention again, once he heard his name. "Yeah?"

"There should be some pairs of handcuffs in the dresser, top drawer, next to the door out of the bedroom. Grab a pair for me."

"What?! No! I'm not going to help you hurt-"

"This man tried to kill you! Unless you did something to him that made him hate you... Did you?"

"I don't think so. I just gave him some clothes."

"Then that means that he has serious problems. A psychopath. Dammit, Alfred! This will save both you, and me!"

'Psychopath.' That word ran through Alfred's head a few times. "O-Okay..." He finally complied, fishing out a pair of handcuffs, and tossing them by Ludwig and Luca.

"Thank you." Ludwig forced Luca's arms behind his back, so he could force them together. Luca didn't put up much of a fight. Ludwig stood up and grabbed Luca bridal-style. "Can you get the door?" Alfred nodded and opened the door. "Thanks..."

Luca was set down on the guest bed again. His hands were stilled cuffed together, and this time, Ludwig locked the door. He was surprised that Luca was quiet throughout that.

"Thank you again, Alfred."

"H-He tried to kill me..."

"I know." Germany sat on the bed, and sighed. "I know..."

"Why?"

"Again, he's a psycho." Ludwig leaned over to pick up the knife. "His reason was that I would have to buy him, and spend all of my attention on him, and nobody else."

Alfred's eyebrows scrunched together in confusion. "What?"

"I'm going to tell his master that he should take him to a hospital, or something, if he even cares about Luca."

"Well, if he's hiring you to "break" him, then he probably cares about him at least a little."

"Yeah... But he could just sell him, and buy another one. It would probably be a big circle until someone finally kills Luca."

"Well then... What are you going to do?"

"Well, I guess I'll try to break him to the point where he would be too afraid to do anything without permission. That would at least save a life, or someone's sanity, or something."

"I... Actually agree on that. Would you... I mean, if I can help in any way, I guess... I can."

"I'll keep that in mind. Thanks. We should probably get back in bed."

"Y..." Alfred yawned. "Yeah..."