T/Ws: Threats, mild violence and mentions of torture.

Chapter 32: Nothing You Can Do

Later that day Lithuania had called everyone for their evening meal. Prussia was the last down and sat in his normal seat, surprised to see no plate set for him.

'Is Russia eating in his office again or something?' Gilbert asked, confused.

'He really needs to not work so hard like that, the fool.' Gilbert added to himself.

'No, he is away for a meeting and maybe for some days.' Lithuania informed.

'He never mentioned any meeting? What meeting lasts fucking days anyway? Besides, he didn't pack his bag.' Gilbert said, confused.

'It was last minute.' Lithuania sighed, not sure how the Prussian was so sure he didn't pack his bag.

'Does that mean Mr. Russia is in trouble again.' Latvia sputtered out.

'Wait, what?' Gilbert asked.

'Latvia!' Lithuania scolded.

'Sorry.' Latvia began crying.

'What do you mean trouble again?' Gilbert pushed.

'Look DDR, I don't know what's going on between you two but just drop it okay. He will be back soon and he can explain it then.' Lithuania tried to divert, the Prussian looked pissed and the last thing he needed was him going around and causing trouble.

'There is nothing going on. I just want to know what fucking Latvia is on about?' Gilbert spat.

'I said fucking drop it!' Lithuania yelled.

'No, fuck you! Latvia tell me now or so help me gott!' Gilbert growled.

'I don't want to… I am sorry… I shouldn't have spoken…' Latvia cried.

'Russia put me in charge and I am telling you to fucking stop this DDR!' Lithuania got up and put himself between the Prussian and the Latvian.

'I don't follow orders from you!' Gilbert scoffed, standing so quick he knocked his chair over as he did.

'Well listen to this then. If you give a shit about any of us, Russia included, and our safety you will sit the fuck down an behave for the next few days! Understand!' Lithuania warned as he grabbed Prussia by the collar.

'Fine but can someone please tell me what the fucking is going on!' Gilbert pulled the Lithuanian off him before grabbing his chair and sitting back down.

'No because I know you won't stay calm if I do.' Lithuania sighed, sitting back down himself.

'Latvia said he was in trouble again. I already have a good fucking idea so tell me or I will phone his fucking Boss and ask him myself and I will not be nice about it.' Gilbert glared.

'The last time this happened was before the War. He was taken to a Correctional Facility and when he came back a week later they had tortured him non stop for a week.' Lithuania explained sadly.

'That's it!' Gilbert growled as he shot up and ran for the garage.

'PRUSSIA!' Lithuania yelled as he ran after him.

Gilbert ran for the weapon box and had shimmed the lock open by the time the Lithuanian caught up, seeing his old Karabiner from back in Stalingrad he grabbed that.

'Stop it! You're just going to get yourself hurt and make this worse!' Lithuania yelled, attempting to snatch the gun from Gilbert's hand.

'Since when did you give a shit!' Gilbert growled as he pushed the Lithuanian off his gun.

'Trust me! You will just make it worse for all of us as well as him! I don't know why you care so much but please! Use your fucking head for once in your life! If you go out there and shoot the shit out of the place, do you really think they are just going to let him go?! Do you really think you can take on the entirety of Russia alone?!' Lithuania yelled as he got up.

'All that is going to happen is you are going to get killed and captured. His Boss will then not only make his torture worse but will torture you too and maybe us! Do you think that will help!' Lithuania continued.

Gilbert just gripped his gun tightly as he screamed in frustration.

'I can't just do nothing!' Gilbert yelled.

'These is nothing we can do but wait. Just wait and support him when he gets back.' Lithuania said softly now.

'I hate it here! Where do they get off treating their own country like that!' Gilbert snapped, throwing the gun across the room.

'I won't do shit for now. But I swear when I get stronger again I will kill any motherfucker who lays a hand on him that isn't me. I don't care who they are.' Gilbert growled before pushing past Lithuania and leaving the garage before storming to Ivan's room.

The Lithuanian just sighed, picking up the gun and placing it back with the others before reattaching the locks. It was all starting to make sense now, why Prussia knew so much about Ivan, why he got away with what he wanted whenever he wanted with minimal punishment, Why he was allowed to talk back when others were not, why he got away with full on fighting the Russian.

Prussia's protectiveness, his anger and the fact that when he stormed off, he ran for the Russia's room. Lithuania never would have imagined in a million years that Prussia and Russia would ever be an item.

Prussia was arrogant and seemingly refused to settle down with anyone, seeing everyone else as lesser beings than him and Russia was childish and unintentionally cruel as well as having never shown any romantic or sexual intentions with anyone once the entire time Lithuania had known him. It didn't seem like it would make any sense but it really seemed to be the case.

It was also dangerous. Both were highly volatile, yesterday's fight only highlighted that fact. God forbid what would happen if Russia's Boss every found out, not only that Russia was fucking a man but DDR.

'We are so fucked.' Lithuania sighed.

Gilbert meanwhile lay in the Russian's bed, squeezing the Russian's pillow tightly as he screamed in frustration, his bird having flown away to hide on the light shade, scared by his outburst.

'Them fuckers! Them fuckers!' He said to himself over and over again as he cried.

He was powerless, he hated it so much. First he hadn't been strong enough to stop them taking Ludwig away from him and now he wasn't even powerful enough to stop that asshole taking Ivan away from him too.