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!

It's implied that America has sex... WITH GIRLS! DUN DUN DUUUUUN!

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Ludwig was walking Alfred outside on a leash in a public area. Normally, Alfred would do whatever he could to get away, or at least out of a leash, but this was for Matthew. They were walking around, hoping that someone will stop them and offer them money.

Fortunately, that someone was quite wealthy.

"Is this the famous American slave we all were hearing about?" This strange man tipped Alfred's face upwards.

"It is. Why? Are you interested?"

"I am. He's very pretty." The man looked into Alfred's blue eyes, with his brown ones. It was making the younger of the two a bit uncomfortable. "What's your price?"

"Well, what do you want?"

"I have a few girls- three of them. People will buy even half-American slaves for a hefty price. Plus, this one looks strong. If I can get half-Americans to be as strong as he looks, then I would have at least one fighter."

"That would be seven-hundred, each."

The man's eyes widen. "Only that, for a pure American to breed with my girls?"

"Only..?" Ludwig repeated. "How old are you?"

"Twenty-one. I know what you're thinking. I inherited a lot of money from my mother... But I've been investing it well, I think. Or, at least, I'm going to."

"You don't... Happen to speak english, do you?"

"Actually, I do! That's how I communicate with my slaves! Anyway, so it's a little over two-thousand. Do you have to watch?"

"Not if you're not going to take him in any way, and he will tell me if you do."

"I won't. I have my own for that. So, should we go, then?"

"Sure... Just don't mentioned that Alfred would give life to another being... I don't think he would be able to take it, not being able to ever see them."

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2,450/20,000

They were walking to the place where the man lives at.

"It's close by. It's a ten minute walk, as the most." The man told them.

"Alfred."

Alfred looked up at Ludwig. "Hm?"

"This man is going to pay for you to have sex with his three female slaves."

"I'm not going to rape anyone!" He hissed.

"Rape?" The man repeated. "No, no. It'll be consensual. Actually, one of them even asked me if I could seek you two out."

"And the other two?"

"Will probably be just as honored! I wouldn't actually force anyone on them. They are mainly there for the company, not sex, farming, or anything else. Well, maybe chores... And cooking."

"Then... Why have three?" Alfred asked, before Ludwig could.

"Splitting the cleaning four ways is a lot easier than one."

"Four?"

"Yeah! I help!" They stopped in front of a giant gate, that was guarding an even more giant home.

"Holy shit..." Alfred muttered under his breath.

The man took out a key to unlock the gate, and push it open with his hands. "Welcome to my home!"

"Will you buy me, please?" Alfred asked, as a joke. Ludwig smacked the back of his head. "Hey!"

The man chuckled. "Actually, I already tried, but the price of you was going higher than all three of my girls put together! I still had to take care of three other people!"

"You were there, then?" Ludwig asked, amazed.

"Small world." Alfred said. Ludwig nodded.

"I'm home, my darlings!" The man cried out when he opened the door to his house. "I found the American!"

One of the three mentioned girls ran into the room once she heard what he just said. Alfred gasped and pointed at her. "You! You were there! I remember you!"

She looked down at her feet. "I remember you, too. We were riding in the same boat for a while..."

"Why didn't you talk to me when I tried to see if anyone else knew English then, huh?"

"Boat?" You two were captured at the same time?"

"Not really... I was already in debt... But I love this place! I haven't eaten so much in my life, before this! Nor have I been able to bathe daily, with clean water, or put on clean clothes every day without having to be nude to wash the ones I already had on!"

"Where are the other two? Or do you want to be first~?"

*THIS PART HAS BEEN CUT OUT, JUST TO BE SAFE! READ THE AWKWARD INTRODUCTION, OR WHATEVER, OF ALFRED AND GIRL, IN THE LINK THAT IS IN THE DESCRIPTION!*

"Um... Right." The man started looking around himself. "Oh! How rude am I?" He held a hand out for Ludwig. "My name is Dieter."

Ludwig took the hand and shook it firmly. "Ludwig."

"I'm sorry. It may take a while. Make yourself at home, while I find the other two. I'll make you a cup of coffee, after I find them."

"You don't have to go through the trouble."

"Relax! You're my guest, and it would be my pleasure. I'll be right back~"

Ludwig watched Dieter literally skip off into the other room. 'I think he meant that he's twelve. Not twenty-one...'

He sighed and took a seat on the couch in the main room... Or what he assumes is the main room. The house was so big, and he was sure that it looped around, making it one big room. Eventually, Dieter came back, with two girls following him.

"Oh, so this is the American's master?" A girl with long, blonde hair, and green eyes asked.

"Yes it is~! This is Monika." He pointed to the girl who just talked. "And she's Gisela."

Gisela nodded. "Hello." She had long, black hair, and blue eyes.

'How did she get her hair so black?' Ludwig asked himself. 'I'm going to have to ask Alfred if it's her natural hair color, later.'

"Oh, coffee! I promised you coffee! I'll be right back!"

"That won't be necessary, Dieter." Monika spoke up. "You know that I can get it for him."

"No, no. Converse with Ludwig until Alfred- the American, finishes. Then you two can fight over who goes next~!"

'What is wrong with this man?!'

Both Monika, and Gisela sat on the seats, which were sitting by the couch. "So, you're the one who bought Ah..."

"Alfred." Gisela finished.

"Alfred. You out-bought our master..."

"It seems so."

"You know, he got this other girl from Mexico instead, because of Alfred being bought. I believe that Alfred is with her right now. Elizabeth."

"Elisa..." Gisela corrected.

"Right. Elisa. I don't know how, but he seems to be able to just tell when a girl is in need."

"What do you mean?" Ludwig asked.

"Elisa was the only one left in her family. She had to borrow some money, from some... I can't remember, exactly. Foreigners from this part of the world, so she could eat. I guess she was having a hard time finding the right man, or something, as well. Anyway, Dieter bought her, and she's been in the greatest shape of her life ever since."

"She said that she couldn't understand the language, so she never did specify the nationality."

"Well, how about you? How did he "save" you, Gisela?" Ludwig asked, curious to know.

"Hm? Oh. My previous master wouldn't feed me... I don't really want to go into detail, but Dieter saw how malnourished I was, and offered a big price to buy me."

"Ah." Ludwig turned his head to look at Monika. "And, if you wouldn't mind telling me, your story?"

Monika shrugged. "I was poor and couldn't take care of my self. I lost my house, and didn't have anywhere else to go, so I sold my self as a slave. Not having a debt, but having to sell yourself, I guess, gets you treated with a nice bed and food, until you are sold. It was nice, but this is much nicer."

"Even more so, because we're going to be bearing the American slave's children!" Gisela smiled in excitement.

"Well... I may have him breed with a lot of women, and those children will breed with others, and so on, so it may not be a rare thing to have an American slave in a matter of five to sixteen years... Well, half-American, anyway."

"At least we'll be the first." Dieter said, as he walked in with two mugs full of coffee. He set them down on the coffee table, before leaving again. "I'll be right back~"

Ludwig watched him as he left. "He's really just a child, trapped inside of a man's body, isn't he?"

"Uh-huh." Gisela agreed.

Dieter walked in while carrying two more mugs. "Sorry for the wait." He set the coffee down next to the two other mugs.

"Did you wait inside of the kitchen until the coffee was ready?" Ludwig asked.

"Uh-huh. Oh! Cream, I forgot about... Or perhaps you would prefer sugar, instead?"

"Nein.* Black is okay." Ludwig picked up a mug by random. "Thank you."

"No problem! You are my guest, after all!"

Right when Monika and Gisela reached out to grab their mugs, Elisa walked into the room. She was fully dressed, and her hair was in a pony-tail, now, but she was still breathing a bit heavily. Her face was flushed red with both embarassment.

Monika stood up. "I guess I'll go next." She smiled.

'This is very strange...' Ludwig thought to himself. 'It's like a game, but... And Alfred is okay with it.' He started blushing a little in embarrassment. Though, he didn't know what he was so embarrassed about.

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Eventually, Alfred walked into the living room. His face was red, and his hair was still a bit of a mess.

Ludwig stood up. "Are you ready to go home, now?"

"No. I want to live here forever." He yawned a bit. "Yeah, okay. Let's go."

"I can give you two a ride, if you'd prefer?" Dieter offered.

"No, we're good. We didn't walk too far from my house. It should only take about a half an hour to get there. Maybe forty minutes."

"Ah, so you want to see if you can sell his body to other strangers, then? I understand." Dieter smiled childishly. Both Alfred, and Ludwig, stared at him for a few seconds.

"Right... Well, it was nice meeting you, Dieter." Ludwig held out a hand for him, who nodded, and took it in his own.

"Same goes for you. Maybe someday, we'll see each other again."

"Maybe. I'll be walking around the same area where we met quite a bit more in the future, so if you need anything, you know where to find me." Dieter smiled and waved at them.

"Bye, now~" Both Ludwig and Alfred waved back, before leaving.