Disclaimer: The Character's of Hetalia: Axis Powers belong to Hidekaz Himaruya. I am in no way making a profit off of this, nor do I intend to.
Yep, it's Another chapter! Cranked this one out in one day! *bows to stock audio of applause* In other new's, WE'RE ALMOST THERE! This is the last chapter we'll spend together in the single digits, Thank you for putting up with my horrible writing!
The Prussian sat silently in his room, he hadn't spoken since Russia had punished him, and that made the Russian a little nervous. He didn't want to break his little toy, he just wanted to teach him a lesson. The Russian approached Lithuania in one of the many hallways, which caused the younger nation to shake a little.
"Lithuania, I want you to go change Prussia's wounds, try to see if he'll talk to you." Russia ordered. The smaller, trembling nation nodded then bowed.
"Yes, Mr. Russia." and with that, Lithuania made his way up the large steps to Prussia's room. Lithuania quietly knocked on his door. "Prussia, It's Lithuania," he said, "I'm coming in." he called then opened the door. The sight before him was pitiful. The Prussian's eyes were dull and downcast, he just sat on his bed, hunched over and silent. "I'm here to change your bandages..."
Nothing.
Lithuania helped Prussia's shirt off and began to unwrap the gauze and dressings. The wounds were almost all healed, now they just need to dry out. "I'm gonna leave the bandages off, but you have to let them air out now... Leave your shirt off for an hour or two," He said as he wrapped the bandages up in a tight little package and disposed of it. He moved to the thermostat. "I'll turn up the head so you won't get sick."
Still nothing.
"...He means well you know."
That was the straw that broke the camels back. "He Means Well?!" The Prussian bellowed. "Say that to the scars on my back! Say that to the welts on my chest!" He was seething. Lithuania frowned and sighed lightly, maybe that was the wrong thing to say. He placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.
"Prussia... There are reasons he's like this... he's really trying." Lithuania stood and moved to the door. The Prussian had tears streaming down his cheeks. He just wanted to go home. If Germany's boss hadn't tricked him, if he would have just listened to his gut...
That was in the past now, Gilbert could no longer do anything to fix it, he was trapped. Trapped with this psychopath. His little bird came over and tugged on his hair a little.
"What little bird?" He asked. The bird chirped and nipped at his ear, "ow! What was that for?" The bird flew back and forth between the door and Gilbert. He sighed. "No..." He said simply. The bird chirped angrily at him and pecked the top of his head repeatedly. "Okay! Okay! I'll go!" He sighed and stood. He went to grab his shirt but the bird sat on it and chirped again. "I can't go out there SHIRTLESS!" he sighed and went to the closet, maybe a loose-fitting shirt? That way his wounds would still air out. He looked around and found a large grey shirt, it must have been Russia's. He slipped it over his head, it smelled sweet, like sunflowers. It was comforting. He brought the shirt up to his nose and inhaled deeply. He then sighed and went to the door. He navigated to Russia's office and knocked quietly.
"Da." The Russian's deep voice came from the other side. Prussia opened the door slowly, Russia's eyes lit up when he saw it was Prussia. "Privet Gilbert!" He said and waved him in. Gilbert looked down and sighed, he sat down across from him.
"Um... so... my chest is healed..." Prussia said, forcing a smile.
"That's good..." he stated softly and continued his work.
"What are you working on?"
"Some paperwork my boss gave me to complete." Russia said and smiled up at Prussia and set the papers to the side. "Hey... Why don't we go out... we can take a little sleigh into town and go to a café." Russia offered.
"Like... a date?" Gilbert asked and cocked his head. Russia smiled softly.
"Hmm... I suppose you could say that..." He said and stood. He held his hand out to him and helped him up. Gilbert couldn't help but blush at this. He followed him out to the foyer and they put on their winter things. They went out to where Russia had a stable. He led out a brown Clydesdale mare and strapped her to a small sleigh for two. "Oh, Prussia, There should be a blanket in the chest in the foyer, please go get it." He said, trusting that Prussia would come back. Prussia nodded and fetched the blanket and returned. Russia helped him on the sleigh and then got up himself. He covered them both up with the blanket and grabbed the reins and ushered the mare forward.
SHORT FLUFFY CHAPTER IS SHORT!