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!

Luca was originally sixteen, but, for , I changed it to eighteen... Still mentions pedophilia, in ONE sentence, but BARELY.

APHAPHAPH

"...Hallo.* I'm Ludwig, the man who has your slave? I am calling to discuss about him..."

"Oh... Oh! Ludwig, hi! How is he doing? He's not broken already, is he?"

"N-Not exactly... Luca-"

"You changed his name? I'm sorry for interrupting. I know that I didn't tell you his name, because I figured that you would give him one, anyway. So, "Luca," huh..."

Ludwig paused for a second. "He... He said that he didn't have a name before..."

"What? Why would he say that? Of course he did! "Alexander" is his birth name, and I never changed it."

Ludwig's eyes widened a bit. "What?!" He couldn't believe what he just heard. "I... I'll call you back..." He hung up the phone kind of suddenly. He ran into the guest room, where "Luca" was still in.

"L-Ludwig!" "Luca" screamed. "I-I'm sorry for trying to kill your slave... Please, don't send me back to him!"

Ludwig sat on the bed with the boy. "Why don't you like him? He seemed to have been kind with Alfred, if not a little rough, plus, he seems to be polite."

"Not with me! He doesn't feed me well, nor does he give me a decent place to sleep!"

"Are you telling the truth?"

"Luca's" eyes widened. "What?! Why would I lie?!"

"Well, I only have you temporarily, so lies wouldn't have much an effect on me, once you're gone."

"Why can't you buy me?! Please, I want you to buy me!" "Luca" was on the verge of tears.

"I'm sorry, but I don't buy lying, killing slaves, Alexander."

"Luca's" eyes widened. "Wh-What... Did you just call me?"

"You were born with the name "Alexander," I heard. Now, why do you hate your master?"

"I-I-I..." Alexander looked away. "I don't... "Hate" him, exactly... B-But... He's so, well, old!"

"Really? He looks like he's only in his mid-thirties, at the very, VERY oldest."

"Yeah, but... You're so kind, and attractive. I wouldn't mind spreading my legs out for you any time, as long as I was the only one!"

"How does he feed you?"

"Okay... I guess... Well... He tries to drug me, so I'll be more "compliant," or something... So I usually just refuse to eat anything that he gives me."

"How do you sleep?"

"Well, on the first day, I was about to sleep on a bed, but..."

"But..?" Ludwig tilted his head slightly. 'Oh God, don't tell me... I have a feeling that I already know...'

"Well, I... Choked him. So now, he would chain me to the hard, wooden floor."

"I see..." Ludwig pinched the bridge of his nose. 'This would have been nice to have known before I accepted to take him...'

"I want you to be my "forever master."

Ludwig's eyebrow raised up at the wording. "Why?"

"Because you don't drug my food, you offered me a bed, by my self... Even after I tried killing Alfred. You're good looking, and great in bed. 'Young looking, as well. You don't care if I have clothes on, and you gave me a better name."

"Ah... Well, I can tell him to make life at least a little easier for you. Give you a blanket or something, to sleep on, but what do you mean by, "better name?"

"My parents were bastards. They gave me a name for school, until I was ten, and then they sold me to the slave market. There's a lot of pedophiles out there. Did you know that?"

'He was only ten?' Ludwig was having a hard time trying to keep a straight face through all of this.

"I tried killing each and every one of my masters. Eight years later, I learned not to have as high standards, and started only trying to kill the ones that doesn't appeal to me in looks, and/or personality."

Ludwig covered his face with his hands. "Right... So, um... I'm going to tell your master that you may be sick in the head, and to send you to a hospital, or something. If he won't, than I will."

"The hospital? For what? For not wanting to be raped by men who I don't even know?!"

"Your solution for dealing with people is going straight to killing them! You don't even have a reason to hate Alfred, other than the fact that he takes some of my attention away from you! You're not even my slave, nor will you ever be!"

"But..." Alexander started crying. "But... Didn't you like it..?"

"Yes, I enjoyed it, but I don't want a psychopath around me on a daily basis. Do you need to go to the bathroom, before I call your master, and make lunch for you?"

Alexander shook his head. "No, I don't."

"Okay then. I'm going to get Alfred to check up on you, every now and then. I'll be back with your food, eventually."

"O-Okay..." Alexander flinched when he heard the door shut and locked.

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Ludwig picked the phone up again.

"Hello?"

"Hello. It's Ludwig again. Sorry for hanging up last time kind of suddenly. Um... Well, he told me everything. His parents sold him, and he tried killing every master he had, including you... And more recently, my slave, Alfred."

He heard a gasp. "I'm so sorry! I should have told you, but I just... I didn't... Why would he try to kill him, though, and not you?"

"He said that he's attracted to me, and that he wants me to be his master... I'm not entirely sure with that, though. He would probably try to kill me, as well, if I were to buy him."

"Probably... So... Um... Are you calling me to say that you don't think that you can break him? I'm sorry. I'll give you half, because I didn't tell you anything."

"No, that's not it. I think that he should go to a hospital to see what's wrong with his mind. He said that he's fine, and that it only makes sense to want to kill every person who tries to take him by force, but..."

"Well... Yeah. Um... I don't have the money right now, but, i-if you can pay for it until I have the money... I'll even give you extra."

"Alright. Do you want to be there when I commit him?"

"Yes, please. I want to see him. Thank you very, very much."

"I have one more question, actually... A cheaper alternative, though I'm not sure if it would work as well. I could try to break him so much, that he wouldn't want to do anything without permission, anymore. But again, I'm not sure how well that would work. "He wants me," after all."

"I think the hospital would be the best idea."

"Okay. I'm going to feed him, before getting you, and then going to the hospital."

"Again, thank you... I'm sorry for all of the trouble. Thank you."

"It's not a problem! I want to help this poor boy, even if he lied to me so many times..."

"Is... Is um... What is his name... Your slave... Alfred? Is he okay? Is he hurt?"

"Not at all. Alfred woke up from the heat of the boy just standing in front of him. He grabbed Alexander's wrists and, well, he's pretty strong. He easily took Alexander down, and the knife away from doing any harm."

"Knife?!" Ludwig had to pull the phone away from his ear. "I-I'm sorry... It's just... I'm glad that he's not hurt."

"He's very safe. I'll see you within the hour..."

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Alfred checked on Alexander, who fell onto the floor some time after Ludwig left him. He sighed and placed Alexander back onto the bed, despite his struggling.

He left the room, knowing that he couldn't talk to him, and locked the door again. He sat on the couch and waited for Ludwig to hang up the phone.

"How is he doing?"

"He fell off of the bed, so I picked him up and placed him back on. He was yelling and squirming, but other than that, it wasn't much."

Ludwig sighed. "Okay. I'm going to be committing him into a hospital. Hopefully, they can give him the help he needs. I'll keep the handcuffs on, so you can sit in the back with him, until I pick up his master."

"Okay." Alfred stood up and stretched. "After you drop the man off at his house again, we should, um... Well, we probably should be making more money for Mattie... Marks?"

"Yes, they're called "marks." I'm going to be making lunch. Just continue doing what you've been doing, and check on him every now and then."

"I can do that..."

aphaphaph

350/20,000

Alfred sat in the back with Alexander, like told, and kept a close eye on him. Alexander stared outside of the window with a pout throughout the entire drive.

He looked away, when he saw his master standing outside. Alfred moved to the front seat, so he could sit next to his slave. "W-Wait a second-"

"Why do you hate me so much?"

"Wh... What?!" Alexander stared at his master in disbelief. "You raped me! You chain me to the floor to sleep!"

"I wouldn't have had to if you didn't try to kill me!"

"And now, I'm going to the hospital for not wanting to be raped?!"

"You're going to the hospital, because your first solution to getting rid of anything, is to kill it. It would have been fine, hospital-wise, if it was only the people who raped you, but you tried to kill Alfred here for no reason!"

"I have a reason!"

"Not a good one."

"You drug my food-"

"Because I'd rather not hurt you when I take you. I don't want to whip you if you fight against me when I try taking you!"

"You don't give me any clothes!"

His master paused for a second to think about that. "Okay, I'll give you that one, but most masters would kill a psychotic man who tries to kill people for his own gain. I'm actually comitting you to a hospital to get some serious help. Doesn't that count for anything?"

"Ludwig is kind to me..."

"I can be kind, too! Just... No, nevermind." He sighed and sat back. "I didn't do anything on the day where I bought you. You had no reason to try and kill me then. If this doesn't help, then I'm going to sell you. Someone will kill you someday."

Alexander squeezed his eyes tightly shut. He was going to be killed, if he continued trying to kill what he doesn't like. He was told this by two people, now. If he keeps trying to kill people, than he was going to be killed...

Well, it wouldn't hurt him to try to get better...

APHAPHAPH

"Hallo" - "Hello"