It's killing me how short these have to be.
Meh. I do not own Hetalia.
"Ludwig! Ludwig, no! Stop, you can't-!" Feliciano's rambling cut off as he dissolved into a blubbering mess, words like "Ludwig" and "you can't" and "not again" making many appearances. Luciano stared on in interest, wondering what the uptight German could do, especially while chained and held back by his own counterpart.
"Feli…" Ludwig rumbled, his teeth grinding against each other and he strained against the industrial-strength chains and Lutz.
"Well, this is certainly progress!" Luciano cackled unpleasantly, reaching back and snagging the other Italian's hair violently and snapping his head back. Feliciano whimpered, staring at his vicious counterpart with tears in his eyes. A malicious grin was sitting comfortably on Luciano's face and he leered at the shivering Italian.
"I can't believe you're such an idiot." His grin twisted into a look of scorn and he threw Feliciano back to the ground. Feliciano's arm landed awkwardly and he cried out. Ludwig struggled with renewed vigor and Luciano settled his red gaze on the German instead.
"You, however, are quite interesting. While Lutz here follows my every command, you have so many nations under your own." Luciano's eyes darkened as Ludwig returned his stare defiantly. "It sickens me."
Ludwig's blue eyes narrowed and he spat on the ground at Luciano's feet. The Italian recoiled in disgust and glared at the German. "You'll pay for that."
"Do whatever you wish to me. It will not be worse than what I have endured!" Ludwig growled defiantly. Luciano stared for a moment before turning swiftly and snatching the front of Feliciano's shirt and punching him across the face. Feliciano yelled in pain and Ludwig's muscles strained against the metal futily.
"I never said it would be with your torture…" Luciano bent down and gently stroked the side of Feliciano's face, humming in thought. "You're so pretty, Feliciano. It's a shame, truly, to wreck such a beautiful piece of nature."
"Don't touch him!" Ludwig roared, the chains shifting against each other with loud noises. Lutz grunted as he pulled his passionate counterpart back in case the chains started weakening. Ludwig swore loudly and shouted insults at Luciano, who tutted impatiently.
"Ah ah ah, Ludwig. You'll only make his punishment worse." Luciano's expression darkened with pleasure at the thought of the coming events. "Perhaps I'll start with the fingers. No, I'll cut through that pretty little face of yours. Maybe I'll carve something nice in your body, Feli, you'll look so lovely." Luciano turned to Ludwig with a sadistic grin. "And you'll be watching the entire time."
This caused Ludwig to freeze. It was bad enough that Feliciano was going to be tortured, but the Italian had been tortured before. Never before, however, had the German been forced to watch his friend go through that with no way of saving him. His deep fury started building, and it must have shown on his face since Feliciano started blubbering again.
"No Ludwig, I don't want to go but you can't, you can't, you can't! No no no stop! We agreed! Nations agreed to never let it happen again! Ludwig!"
"What the hell are you going on about?" Luciano said viciously, kicking the Italian in the side. Feliciano cried out and his pleas became incomprehensible. Ludwig was silent and actually listening to his friend, half-trying to reign his anger back to prevent-
"I've rethought it. I think I'll start with your eyes." Luciano pressed his palm against Feliciano's cheek, rubbing his thumb just beneath his right eye.
Snap.