A/N: Poor Ludwig, but Ivan is a good mother figure atleast. Wow, Two uploads in one day, I feel the need to continue this already. Oh my.

Plot: in an alternate universe where all of the countries are just angels living on land, and demons rule the underworld, no demon has ever gone into the overworld. Yes, there has been many wars to try and take it from the angels, but it's prohibited for a demon to go into the overworld. The overworld is guarded by impenetrable barriers, and no matter what, that barrier can't be broken. Even so, it's also guarded not just by demons on one side, but by Archangels on the other. Neither side wants the other, and if either go in the other's land, it is punishable by immediate death, or eternal torment, which is worse than death. An angel would have wings cut off and be subject to the worst death imaginable, and a demon would have their horns cut off after it was made visible forcibly, before it'd be grinded down, causing immense pain. The demon would be subject to a pain that no angel would comprehend. This has been law for eternity. No angel has ever had a demon in their world, no demon has ever had an angel in theirs. However, when one of the underworlds highest ranking demons is just too sick of his life, he, for some odd reason, longs to see the overworld. One day, he finally gets that chance when he's picked to be an ambassador for the underworld. He's set to make peace talks with the highest ranking angels of the Overworld, called the "G8", which was a group of the angels that were classed as eight powers. He siezes this chance as soon as he can though. Instead of doing these talks, or meeting them. As soon as he's over the barrier, he runs away from his title. Sadly, he can't forget he's a demon. Even if he wanted them to believe he wasn't a demon, he had wings darker than the night, as if it absorbed all the light, sucking it up and replacing it with nothingness, and of course, those two black horns that sprouted. He was by far, terrifying, but the only good thing about it was he could hide it, and of course, angels hid their wings and halo aswell, as it was bothersome. What happens to this demon as he meets person who takes him in as a brother, hiding it from him, and meets members of the G8 without knowing, and, without knowing, meeting alot of high-ranking angels along the way. What will happen to our demon as he tries to hide who he is? However, it was strange, as demons had never been scared, but he was terrified. He seemed to feel all of the worst emotions, though of course, he wouldn't dare hesitate to kill. This demon didn't just get his title without working for it. He was by far, one of the most feared, well-known demons in the underworld. He was so well known because of how merciless he was, and how sadistically cruel he apparently was. Rumors had always existed about how he'd torture demons to the brink of them begging for death, just to break them apart slowly, and then do unspeakable atrocities to them, but then again, these were just rumors, or were they? This demon seems to be quite strange, but even stranger after he realises what a specific G8 Angel is making him feel, love.. How can a demon deal with love?

Demon!Germany x Angel!Russia | Slight Angel!Italy x Demon!Germany (OneSided) | Angel!France x Angel!England (Established Marriage.)

Names:

Germany = Ludwig

Russia = Ivan Braginski

America = Alfred Jones

England = Arthur Kirkland

France = Francis Bonnefoy

Italy = Feliciano Vargas

Japan = Kiku Honoda

Prussia = Gilbert Beilschmidt

Belarus = Natalia Arlovskaya

Canada = Matthew Williams

China = Yao Wang

Hungary = Elizabeth (Skipping last name for her..)

Warnings for chapter: Somewhat depictions of Violence, Ludwig has a breakdown, Ivan is like a mother right now.

Chapter Two - Demons don't cry | Ludwig P.O.V

Nothing was going right that day, atleast, nothing big.

Ludwig had put on the pristine white suit and white oxfords, and when asked about it on the car ride to the airport, he told his boss that if he was going for peace talks, it was best to be dressed in clothing that would make them feel calm. He'd gelled his hair back and had a lavender-scenting hair-wash in his morning shower, he was dressed perfectly to go to the overworld, and he knew he'd fit in there too.. But, he couldn't stop thinking about things, things that made his eyes threaten to do something he never did, and no demon had ever done. They threatened to let out tears. He had swallowed them down, not daring to cry infront of his boss. The car ride was silent, and he reached the airport. His luggage was put in the jets cargo whilst he spoke to his boss. His boss gave him a pill to eat, and he swallowed it like instructed.

After his luggage was ready and he'd had his pill, his boss left, and he boarded the plane. He didn't realise as his wings slowly unhid themslves, but thankfully, all suits were made with space for wings, so it wasn't torn. He was sat in a clean, white and gold jet. He sat in a white, leather chair. He looked at the one infront of him, it was a black one, but it had a dastardly design of red and black, common colours angels thought demons had. He scoffed, obviously realising they'd specifically made one chair in the plane for him, and chose those colours thinking he liked them. He smiled to himself as he sat in the innocent, white leather chair. Suddently, his thoughts were interrupted as the doors closed, and on an in-flight system, an announcement was made.

"We will now begin the flight, please go and sit down." It said in an innocent, but aged voice.

His vision suddently went to the other room in the plane, where a door was being unlocked. A tall angel walked out, wearing a whiteish cream coloured coat, and a light pink scarf on his neck. The angel had snow-white hair, and as the angel turned its head, seemingly to try and know what a demon looked like too, he saw how the angel had vibrant violet eyes that seemed to stare into his soul. However, the angel looked warey, freezing as it looked him up and down. He then felt the feather brush against his arm, and glanced at it to notice his wings were out. Obviously, this meant his horn was out.

He glanced back at the angel, who seemed to be very opposed to approaching him when he had those out, as a demon usually had wings out when ready to fight. He noticed how the angel didn't have wings out, or his halo, and was smiling at him warily, looking at him with an innocent childish smile. Distrustful, warey eyes though. He couldn't blame the angel. He realised that if his wings were out, his horns were too, and in a rush of realization, he quickly made them both hide themslves. The angel seemed to relax at this, smiling brightly as it walked over to him. It looked at the seat he was in, then at the black seat, almost confused, like a parent recieving a gift from a child, and trying to figure out what exactly it was, but not asking so they didn't hurt their feelings. Finally, it spoke up first.

"Hallo!" It said in a bright smile, extending a hand as a sign of a handshake, but in that moment, a slight pain hit him from the closeness.

He flinched, leaning backwards defencively, as if ready to attack, the angel hesitated, before realising.

"Ah! I forgot, Silly me~, Da? Angels don't feel anything around a demon, and I don't ever speak to one~! I forgot it hurts for the demon~.." They said childishly, as if trying to explain why they'd accidentally broke something.

He lowered his hand, still standing, and Ludwig went back to normal.

"Anyway~.. You like the plane, da~? Alfred chose the black seat just for you! Why aren't you sat in it..?" He quickly said, halting any chance Ludwig had to reply, smiling at him, but still looking at him with eyes that seemed ready to attack him on the spot if he said one thing wrong..

".. I don't like it." He said blankly, an emotionless expression plastering his face as he looked up at the tall, dissapointed angel.

"Oh... W-Well, That's Fine, Da?" They said, their smile faltering for a moment, almost hurt by it.

"Wait, Silly me..! I-I'm Ivan Braginski.. You?" It said in a huge smile, looming over him before it sat in the black seat, still taller than him, but around eye-level.

".. Ludwig.." He said after a pause, debating whether it was in his best intrests, before deciding that if he wanted to not seem suspicious, it was best to practice being good. He suddently felt a pain, and his eyes slowly started to hurt. He realised what was happening, and wasn't going to let it happen. He wasn't. Even if he wanted to..

".. Ludwig, Da? What is your last name?~" Ivan said eagerly, wanting to learn more. He leaned up against the table to add emphasis on how much he wanted to know, though Ludwig wasn't sure if it was just to make a point of if he was genuinely trying to hurt him.

Ludwig paused for a moment, debating on the truth or not, before he decided he had to be good if he wanted to live in the overworld without being found out. Good impressions mattered here.

".. I Don't know." He said, suddently slightly annoyed as Ivan leaned in more, he stood up. Ivan copied him, eyes suddently going cold.

"Oh? Well. Take a seat, Ludvig." Ivan said sweetly, but with a sharp underly tone of command. Ivan had begun mispronouncing his name, though Ludwig couldn't care less.

Ludwig looked at him, before nodding, it was a four hour journey till they reached their destination, so he didn't care. He sat down in the chair, slowly, watching as Ivan suddently sat down too, smile widening again, though Ludwig wasn't even sure if that was falsity or actual happiness, it was too obscure with this man. He stared at him, observing his features for a while before watching out of the window, avoiding eye contact.

Around half an hour into the flight, He realised how awkward it felt in the silence, and before he could speak, he heard Ivan pipe in, seemingly thinking the same thing.

".. Alright! Let's order some food, Da? I like food whilst talking, it helps! We can become better friends too, Da!" Ivan said with a huge smile, not noticing how Ludwig's blank expression had faltered for a moment.

Ludwig hesitantly nodded, not wanting to seem odd for denying food, as he knew Ivan could guess he didn't eat yet. He just hoped that nothing was too big of a food, and since he knew the foods would be different to the underworld foods, he just thought it may have been a good idea to let Ivan choose for him, since Ivan must've known all the foods. He just prayed that Ivan chose something tiny for Ludwig, like one slice of an apple, or a tiny cutting of a carrot, though, he highly doubted that, seeing as Ivan looked ready to eat a whole cow. He pressed a button, calling over an angel who looked a bit tired, with short, well kept hair that looked somewhat tidy and elegant on him, He had a blue and white outfit on, wearing smart apparel that you'd see at a ball. The angel looked at Ludwig with a disgusted but curious gaze, causing Ludwig's expression to falter, accidentally letting a small hint of just how terrified Ludwig was show. He was devistated as he realised the Angel had noticed it, the angels gaze somewhat softened, as if understanding almost, completely unlike how it was before, maybe Ludwig had misunderstood. The angel looked to be pitying him, but he glared at the angel, he didn't want to be pitied. Demons weren't scared.. Demons didn't cry, demons didn't need pity.

The angel handed him and Ivan a menu, Ludwig opened the menu but didn't really know any of the dishes, well, he did know how two of the dishes were Macarons that would be served with a small chocolate boat, but he didn't dare mention. He didn't mention how he would've loved to have the Chocolate souffle, which came with a light dusting of icing powder, and a small serving of melted white and milky chocolate, after all, a demon wouldn't eat sweets.. Atleast, a normal demon wouldn't. Ivan looked up at him, before asking for something he'd never heard of before, and he didn't dare pronounce due to knowing he'd butcher trying to say the name of it.

"So, What do you want, Ludvig?" Ivan said with sparkling eyes, looking at him as if they'd known eachother for ages, and were like brothers or something.

"Was? .. I mean, What?" He said, dumbfounded at what Ivan said, and slightly embarressed that he'd missed it, but he noticed how Ivan just seemed to giggle at it, he felt a bit annoyed, but also had to focus for a moment, swalling down a small tear that threatened to appear, just barely able to keep it in, but suceeding. He payed more attention now.

"I said, What do you want to eat, Ludvig." Ivan said, eyes faltering for a moment, but quickly bright again, perhaps he was angry that Ludwig didn't hear?

Ludwig suddently felt scared. Was Ivan angry at him for it? Oh god. He didn't want that, He didn't want it at all. His throat started to have a lump form in it, suddently a memory played in his mind of the White-haired person with blood-red eyes staring at him, beating him till he was on the verge of death, then leaving him to die, all because he accidentally missed something he said. Was Ivan going to do that? Ludwig was already too overworked and stressed to be coherent about it, his chest beating with fear, he heard his blood pumping in his ears with terror as he suddently realised how similar Ivan was to that man. He suddently pushed back into his chair, just managing to keep a blank face as the memory swelled in his mind. He tried his best to push it away, just barely managing.

".. W-Whatever.. You-ure Ha-aving. . " He finally choked out, mentally slapping himself as he realised how he hadn't even managed to hide the fear in his voice as he said that, he noticed how Ivan absent-mindedly stared at the menu, not noticing to his relief. However, the waiter noticed. They suddently leaned over to him, causing Germany to feel a stab of pain spiralling from his head, like a horrible migraine. The angel leaned into his ear, whispering into it.

".. Sir, Why are you scared?" It whispered lightly, before leaning out to obvserve his reaction.

He immediately held a blank expression, swallowing the lump in his throat, he looked at the angel, anger began swelling up in him.

"I'm not scared." He suddently said in a dark, hollow voice, one which pierced the angel with fear, causing even Ivan to look up in concern at it. The Angel raised an eyebrow, smiling lightly. He knew he'd just annoyed an angel, but didn't care.

"Sir, I believe you are scared. I didn't know a demon could be scared. Are you sure you're a demon, sir?" The angel scoffed, smiling at him smugly, as if Ludwig couldn't do anything.

Ludwig had the anger swelling up inside him, and even though the Angel infront of him couldn't detect it, Ivan could tell how enraged Ludwig was getting. He leaned back in his chair, observing.

The angel suddently felt self-entitled, too full of itself. It let the words slip before it could think about it.

"Or maybe, you're just too weak to do anything, after all, I doubt you've ever had to lift a finger on anyone in your life. Self entitled, no work in anything. Demons really are scum." The angel said, suddently freezing at their own words.

Ludwig suddently snapped at it.

The whole cabin went dark, and Ludwigs eyes glowed a neon blue in the darkness, but you could see the dark wings that appeared out of him, and the huge horns that spread out in rage.

".. Too.. Weak..?" Ludwig said, suddently snapping as the thoughts hit him like a gun wound. The memories of years of the training and childhood spamming through him like a deadly virus, it caused Ludwig to be made of rage.

".. I-I'm Sorry, I didn't mean to sa-" The angel was suddently cut off as it let out a huge, blood-curdling scream, causing Ivan to curl up slightly in shock, he didn't even know what was happening at that point.

Suddently, he noticed how the feathers dissapeared on Ludwig, the rage suddently gone, and the horns. The cabin nearly immediately lit up back to normal as Ludwig went to normal, and Ivan looked at what happened. He froze, nearly throwing up.

Infront of him, and infront of Ludwig, was the body of the angel. It was mangled and twisted in ways nothing should ever be in. Blood was coated all over the cabin, and Ivan noticed how Ludwig had loads of blood splattered on his suit, feeling sick.

Ludwig suddently fell to his knees at the realisation of it, a seething pain running through him as he heard Ivan press the button on something. He was being hit by a spell that would stop his powers, Ivan must've thought he did it on purpose.. Ivan didn't know..

Ludwig never meant to do it.. This was one of the curses of his power. Enraging him to the point of that, those simple words bringing up too many memories to handle, overloading him. The demonic power in him had done it before he could stop, and when it happened, Ludwig snapped out of it, he was horrified. Ludwig suddently felt the biggest lump fill his throat, and his chest hurt too much. His head started swelling with pain, a throbbing headache.

"Ludvig.. Why did you want to do that..?" He heard Ivan say in a hurt voice, he knew Ivan felt betrayed and scared.

Somehow, Ludwig was able to speak, not alot, but he did, and when he did, he felt himself break inside.

".. I-I.. D-Didn-n't.. M-Mea-an t-to.." Ludwig said in a broken, terrified voice, he could hear the terror in his voice, he heard how sad he sounded, Demons weren't sad, demon's didn't cry.. Demon's didn't cry..

Suddently, the pain stopped, Ivan had stopped using the weapon on him, had Ivan decided to kill him..? Ludwig broke more at it..

".. Ludvig.. Are you alright..?" He heard the worried sound of Ivan beside him, Ivan had seemingly gotten up and was now on his knees next to Ludwig, and this small act of kindness, even though it may not have been much, was the final thing. It finally broke the facade which Ludwig had been wearing so well for the past twenty years.

Ludwig suddently heard a sob slowly come out of his mouth, it was painful. Demons didn't do this, demons didn't cry.. He was a failed demon after all. He felt his headache throb in his head like a hammer smashing into his skull, everything hurt, partially due to the angel next to him. Even though he'd never done this before, it happened.

Ludwig felt the tears begin to sting his skin, falling from his glassy eyes like a river, as he sunk down lower, sitting in a frog-like shape.. He knew what this was, he'd read about things like this before. He knew it, he was having a breakdown.. Was this a breakdown..? He didn't know.. He began to cry uncontrollably. He sunk down, the sobs falling out of his mouth as he struggled for a breath, an intoxicating lump in his mouth. He began to fall forwards, ready to die as he realised who was next to him, as he realised an Angel was watching him. He felt so worthless. He felt pitiful, and he cried even more, he fell forwards, ready to have his head hit the blood-stained carpet.

Ivan P.O.V

He caught Ludwig as he fell, a huge pain in his heart aching as he heard the cries and sobs of the person he was holding up. He was quite shocked in a way, in all of the books, a demon was shown to feel nothing other than a desire to do evil. He realised it as soon as he met Ludvig though that it was wrong. It was so clear how wrong it was now, as he held the broken, crying mess up now. He'd never felt such an ache in his heart hearing someone cry.

He didn't think, he just pulled the demon in, his pristene, white wings shielding the demon from anything in the room, he pulled the demon into his arms, hugging him like a mother hugging her son. He felt his heart ache to hear the crying, but a strange feeling in his heart as he held the demon near him. Ludwig had let out a small confused sort of gasp as he was pulled in, but Ivan knew why. Ivan knew why as soon as he'd mentioned food, and it pained him. Ivan had sensed the fear in Ludwig after he repeated his question, he sensed it all. He hugged Ludwig gently, for some reason though, he didn't feel the pain in Ludwig increase at the contact, but instead, he felt the headache slowly leaving Ludwig, and he wondered for a moment as to how it didn't hurt him, but didn't want to question it.

"Ludvig.. Don't cry, Da..? I'm here.. I've got you, Don't worry Ludvig... Ivan's got you.. You did nothing wrong, Ludvig.." He said comfortingly, he wasn't used to comforting people, as most angels saw him as wierd or scary due to how he didn't really think before saying things, and because of his height and appearance, was apprently told he was intimidating by most of the others.

Ivan let out a small, suprised gasp as he felt Ludwig move his arms, hugging him like a child who was hugging their mother after being hurt, seeking comfort, but Ivan could tell that Ludwig felt comfort as Ivan hugged him carefully, making sure not to hurt him. He stayed like this for about twenty minutes, reassuringly hugging and murmuring reassuring things to Ludwig as to calm him down, before he felt the tears finally reside in Ludwig. He felt Ludwig tighten the hug one last time, as if reassuring himself, before breaking the contact. Ludwigs face had some marks from the tears, but not noticable really, unless looking, and those would leave before they go back thankfully. Ludwigs eyes looked a bit puffed in a way, but not quite, they would probally be normal within the hour.

He watched Ludwig get up, and sit in the white chair, and so, he sat in the black one again. He sat in silence for around five minutes before he heard Ludwig speak.

".. Thank you.." Ludwig said in a small, wary voice, and Ivan felt his heart feel wierd, like it was hurting but also light and thumping in his chest. Ivan let out a small, gentle smile.

"It's fine, Ludvig.. You're okay now though, da..?" Ivan said gently, watching him, studying Ludwig as he shifted his expression back to a blank one once more, hiding any traces of his crying.

".. I am.. But, Please keep that between us two.." Ludwig said slowly, looking him in the eyes as he waited for a response.

Ivan nodded, his heart feeling oddly warmed and fluttering as he watched a small smile appear on Ludwig's face as he agreed to not tell anyone.

"Thank you.." Ludwig had said, before gazing off out of the window, seemingly staring longingly out into the nothingness.