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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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Alfred had to get off of the phone, once he was having a hard time saying anything. He was carried back to the dinner table, so Ludwig could hand him a can of beer.

Alfred looked up at Ludwig, who only smiled, and opened his own can. "Drink up."

Alfred opened his own can. "Thank you." He only took sips of the beer, at first, but he saw how Ludwig was chugging his, so he started taking bigger gulps.

"You don't have to force yourself to drink it. You can stop, if you don't like it."

"N-No, it's okay. I'm just tired, so I kind of want to finish this up and go to bed... I-If that's okay, of course."

"That's fine, though I still want to show you a picture of my cousin, before leaving you alone."

"Oh yeah! I almost forgot about that! I want to see a picture of your cousin, since you said that he kind of looks like me."

Ludwig finished his beer, when Alfred was only about half-way done with his. Ludwig stared at Alfred, while he was finishing his own beer. Which creeped Alfred out, a little. He looked away, though he could still feel Ludwig's gaze on him.

"Um..." Alfred drummed his fingers against the can.

"You don't have to finish it. We can just go to bed, if you want." Alfred nodded, and stood up. He didn't start walking, until Ludwig walked behind him. He was guided to the bedroom, where he was set down on the bed. "Stay there. I'll be right back."

Alfred scooted back and plopped down onto his back. He turned so he was lying on his side. 'I'm twenty years old, now... When did I turn twenty? When I was in the hospital? If that's so, than why wouldn't Ludwig tell me? Did he forget until today?'

Ludwig came back with a thick binder in his hand. He sat down on the bed, and pushed Alfred a little with his hand. "It would be best for you to get up, if you want to see a picture of my cousin."

Alfred rolled over on his stomach, and pushed his body upwards, before sitting down properly. Ludwig placed the binder on the bed, and opened it. He flipped through some pages, until he found what he was looking for. He pointed to picture of a brunet man, with glasses over his purple eyes, and a mole by his mouth. He had a hair sticking upwards, in the same place Alfred has his. He was standing next to a brunette girl in a white gown.(1)

"That's him."

"Wow..." Alfred reached up to touch his cowlick. "He even has the stupid hair thing. The woman he's with is very beautiful. 'Wedding photo?"

"Yes."

"Roderich und Elizabeta..." He read the writing under the picture of the two of them. "Is that their names?"

"They are."

"Oh..." Another picture caught Alfred's attention. "Woah! Who is that lady?" He pointed to the picture in question. "And why is your hair so long?! And partially braided?"

"It wasn't. Those two are my parents."

"Oh..." He looked at the words under the picture. "Mutter und Vater..." Is that how you say "mom and dad," or is that their first names?"

"You were right the first time. It's how you would say "mother and father."

"Okay..." He examined the couple for a while. "She looks like she's a lot of fun. I guess that explains the differences between you and Gilbert. Um... And you're probably really used to hearing this, but you really look like you father."

"I was used to hearing that..." Ludwig wrapped his around around Alfred's shouldres. "But I have my mother's eyes."(2)

Alfred didn't want to look up at Ludwig to compare the two pairs of eyes. "Gilbert really is an albino, then... But he looked very healthy, when I saw him."

"That's because he is. That's why he considers himself as "awesome."

"Oh..." Alfred felt uncomfortable, being this close to Ludwig, even though he's been "closer" to him, before. "I, um..." He was trying to think of something else to talk about, so they weren't just sitting there, with Ludwig's arm around Alfred's shoulder. "I... Well, I kind of have a really strange, and maybe personal question..."

"What is it?" Ludwig asked, reluctantly.

"Do you... Whenever you... Um..." His face started heating up. "Whenever you... Do you ever think of me, as though I'm your cousin, whenever you... "Take" me?"

"What? No!" Ludwig let go of Alfred's shoulder. "No, not at all! You two are very different, personality wise... Well, besides your love for sweets, but other than that... Just... No. Were you trying to turn me off for the rest of my life, or something, because I doubt that it will work. You two don't even have the same accents! Though there's a good reason for that... But, no. I noticed the similarities in your's, and his looks just recently."

"Oh, um... I'm sorry if I offended you. I don't even understand why I asked. I guess I was really curious, but... I... I just don't know..."

"You didn't offend me, in any sense of the word. I would have probably asked the same thing, if I were you."

"If you were me..." Alfred stopped that thought.

"What? What were you going to say?"

Alfred looked away. "N-Nothing."

Ludwig turned his head back. "What were you going to say?" He asked, again.

Alfred looked down, so he wouldn't have to look at Ludwig. "If you were me, than you would be living with somebody who can, and will rape you, and humiliate you, any time he wants, and how ever way he wants. Instead of at home, with your brother, and friends, while going through college." He covered his face with his hands.

Ludwig took Alfred back into his arms. "Don't think about that, right now." He whispered into Alfred's ear.

"I can't... I miss them so much..."

"Just for now. I didn't mean to bring up memories about your old home. I was just saying that... Well, you had a good question for me."

"Stop being so nice to me..."

"Would you rather I return to punishing you whenever you do something I don't like? I'm actually trying to help you, when I could just chain you to the bed, and leave you alone with your depressing thoughts."

Alfred shook his head. "Don't leave..." He leaned back against Ludwig. He closed his eyes and started breathing heavily, before sighing, and calming down.

Ludwig sighed, and hugged Alfred tighter. "To answer your question from earlier- I don't see any problem with Matthew visiting every now and then. As long as he's just visiting. Nothing else."

Alfred smiled, a little. "Thank you..."

"You're welcome." Ludwig kissed the top of Alfred's head.

"Could you at least not be so affectionate? I'm really not used to you, being like this. It's a bit strange."

Ludwig moved Alfred, so they were both lying down. "You are a very pretty man. I can't help it, if I feel like hugging, and kissing you."

"That's something that you would do to someone who you love. I hate you."

Ludwig sighed. "But I really like you, and I like talking to you."

Alfred balled his hands into fists. "Sven said that I have interesting stories to tell..."

"Well, befriending a whale, and having a brother who has a small polar bear as a pet IS pretty interesting, to say the very least. And... I did asked Gilbert..."

"Asked Gilbert... Oh, you mean, about Kumajirou?"

"Yes... What does Kumajirou mean?"

"Um... A friend of mine said "bear-child-trouble..."(3) Though I don't know what Mattie got that name from, since he's had that bear for... Ever. I don't exactly know. He got Kumajirou some time when our parents were separated."

"Oh... And the whale?"

Alfred shrugged. "He's just a whale."

"Oh..." Ludwig started curling Alfred's hair around his fingers. "Are you feeling any better, now?"

Alfred nodded. "Hm-mmm... A little." They stayed in that position for a while, before Alfred's body started shaking. "A-Ah..." His eyes widened in fear. He tried to grab onto Ludwig's coat, but his fingers couldn't stop twitching. "Wh-What is this?"

"Alfred?" Ludwig moved Alfred's body, so he was lying on his back. He held Alfred down by his shoulders. "It's okay. I think this is just an effect of the drugs. I won't leave, until this... Whatever "this" is, is done. Just keep talking."

"W-Why would they i-inject people with this?"

"They would only drug violent people, for other's safety. At least, that's what they would usually do..." Ludwig growled between his teeth.

"This hurts... 'Having a hard time..." Alfred's eye sight started blurring.

"I know..."

Alfred started lifting his arm. His vision was returning to normal. He was able to touch Ludwig's cheek. He was still breathing heavily, but he was able to move, now. Ludwig sighed in relief.

"Are you okay, now?" Alfred nodded.

"Yes... Thank you. May I be alone, or do you think I should stay around you for the rest of the day?"

"You should probably stay around me, just in case." Ludwig smiled down at him. He didn't know what would be best for Alfred, but he likes the thought of Alfred, sticking around him by choice.

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This chapter is meeeeh...

(1) I guess I'm having colored photos in this story.

(2) If you can't tell yet, I had Germania to be Ludwig's father. His eyes are blue in the anime, but green in colored manga pages, and pictures, his eyes are green. I wanted Ludwig to have something from boht parents... Whoever his mother is. That, I'll leave up to whatever you want her to be.

(3) I looked it up. That was the closest, as far as Kumajirou's personality goes. I got many things, though, including "Bear- anal fistula." I shit you not.