T/Ws: Blood and Injury

Chapter 30: Trust

The fighting could be heard throughout the house. The Batlics had all gathered in the kitchen as they tried to ignore the sounds. It soon ended up being quite all but Russia's wailing but still none of them dared to move, too scared to be the next to face his wrath.

Soon they heard the door of the office open and footsteps make their way to their location, tensing in fear as the footsteps got closer.

'Lithuania. DDR needs medical attention, please get the first aid kit.' Ivan said, trying not to let the pain he was in show.

Everyone was shocked to see the Russian as injured as he was. DDR must have really put up a fight and that left Lithuania worried for what state he would be in.

'Do you want help too?' Lithuania asked cautiously.

'No, this is nothing. Just deal with him.' Ivan said casually before hobbling away to his room to deal with his own wounds.

Once in his ensuite he grabbed the first aid kit from his cabinet and walked to the skin. First thing was washing his hands and making sure no glass was stuck. It hurt like hell but he had soon gotten them bandaged up and he moved on to removing the bits of vase from his head and bandaging that up too.

Lastly was his nose, after confirming it was indeed broken he took a deep breath before straightening it out. Screaming in pain as he did. Once it was straight he secured it and looked in the mirror at the mess he was.

'Let's hope my Boss doesn't need to see me in the next few days.' Ivan sighed as he looked over his scarf and the blood on it.

Grabbing a spare red one he had out of his closet he put it on and headed for the washroom downstairs to get the stains out, using rubber gloves to protect his cut hands.

Meanwhile Lithuania was knelt on the floor trying his best to patch up the Prussian. Luckily it was mostly bruises and a few cracked ribs that Lithuania made sure were in place before moving onto the two large gashes on the Prussians head. The one on the back from getting his head slammed on the table and the one on the side of his head from Ivan's pipe.

'I told you to keep your fucking head down!' Lithuania grumbled as he cleaned up the cuts.

'I didn't think you cared?' Prussia laughed.

'I don't but I don't want to have to clean up after you. Are you insane fighting him back like that? He isn't just going to forgive that. If you make him too angry he might punish all of us!' Lithuania scolded.

'Would you believe me if I said I might have started it.' Prussia smirked.

'You are a fucking moron. Don't come crying to me when he hurts you understand. I only did this because he made me.' Lithuania spat.

'He thinks you're his friend, you know?' Prussia said casually.

'He thinks everyone is his friend. He thinks General Winter is even though that asshole only seems to torment him. He doesn't know what a friend is.' Lithuania said a voice full of hate.

'Are you his friend though? He told me you wanted to be when you were children.' Gilbert pushed.

'I did. He told me to wait until he was stronger then snatched me away. I know he doesn't really understand what his doing and I know his bosses torment and torture him but it doesn't erase the hurt he caused me. I don't hate him and I feel bad for him but I don't really want to live with him and be a family like he wants.' Lithuania explained.

'I see.' Prussia nodded.

'How do you know all this anyway?' Lithuania asked suspiciously.

'I am awesome that's how.' Prussia bragged.

'Ugh, shut the fuck up already.' Lithuania rolled his eyes.

Once Lithuania was done with Gilbert he left the room to grab something to board up the broken window with. Gilbert got up and grabbed the Russian's pipe before making his way to the other's room. Surprised to find he wasn't there Gilbert sat on the bed and waited.

He found himself cleaning the pipe up to occupy his time and was surprised when he found something stuffed in it, he managed to pull the thing out and was surprised when a rolled up piece of buttered bread.

'What the fuck?' Gilbert said in shock.

He didn't get any time to think more about it as Ivan came back in wearing a red scarf instead of his white one.

'Why the fuck is there Butterbrot inside your pipe?' Gilbert asked in shock.

'I keep things I might want later in there. Mostly snacks and money for snacks.' Ivan said, grabbing the bread from Gilbert's lap and stuffing it in his mouth.

'Your gross, mein gott!' Gilbert laughed.

'Why were you digging around in my pipe anyway?' Ivan asked curiously as he sat by the Prussians side.

'You left it down stairs and since I never see you without this fucking thing I thought I would bring it to you and I got bored so I decided to clean it.' Prussia explained and handed it over.

'Thank you for caring for it. I love my magic metal pipe of pain.' Ivan smiled, rubbing his face on it lovingly.

'That was so fucking creepy and cute at the same time what the fuck?' Gilbert laughed.

'Ummmm, Magic Metal Pipe of pain and my precious DDR, all I need now is sunflowers and I am in heaven.' Ivan smiled as he cuddled into Prussia's side, including his pipe in the hug.

'Just ignore the fact we both look like we have gone through a meat grinder. You really are something else?' Gilbert said lovingly.

'I know I have sucked at it so far but I mean it. I will keep doing whatever I can to let you see your brother. I will find a way again, so please, please wait.' Ivan said seriously.

'Not like I have any other options, besides for some reason I trust you.' Gilbert said, trying to hold back the tears of sorrow knowing he was back at square one.

He really did miss his brother so much now he knew that he may not see him anytime soon but he wasn't completely alone. If their relationship could survive a fight like that, it would survive anything.