Sorry it is a little late, had a busy weekend. Please enjoy ^.^

T/Ws: Mentions of Abuse and Injury.

Chapter 19: Not Leaving

Prussia was pissed on so many levels. On the one hand how dare the fucking Russian asshole strangle him like that when all he wanted to do was help. On the other hand he also wanted to find who did this to Russia and kill that fucker for laying a finger on him. Although he already had a pretty good idea who did it.

It was so conflicting. He wanted to hate that fucker for hurting him so much but part of him couldn't. He kept seeing the image of the Russian telling him about how his bosses 'taught and corrected' him. How when trying to argue to the Russian that beating the Lithuanian with his pipe for dropping a tray was all levels of fucked up, Ivan had proclaimed it was to make Lithuania stronger and he only didn't it because that's how you become stronger. There was also the time he broke Latvia's neck to stop him from shaking. Thinking he was genuinely helping him.

Prussia looked at the red marks on his neck and sighed. He couldn't believe he was really even considering this.

Ivan meanwhile was curled up in his bed sobbing. He had stripped to his underwear to assess the damage and it was bad. Everything hurt. He didn't understand why even though he was doing good by Prussia he was still doing bad.

'Why can I never get it right?' Ivan cried out to no one.

Ivan curled up tighter and began trying to picture himself somewhere warm and happy. Anywhere but here. Only for him to be disturbed by a knocking on his door.

'Leave!' Ivan cried out as he pulled his hands up to his ears.

'No! Either you let me in or I am coming in and breaking your door!' Prussia warned.

Ivan sighed, putting a shirt on he got up and unlocked the door before returning to his bed.

Prussia slowly pushed the door open and walked inside.

'You didn't actually think the Awesome Prussia would abandon his boyfriend in his time of need!' Prussia said walking to the bed and sitting by him.

Ivan didn't say anything, just lay on his side covering his face with his hands.

'One day, the awesome Prussia will rise again and then I will be incharge. When I am, I will kill any of your bosses who hit you.' Gilbert explained as he placed a kiss on the Russians head.

'But I want to be the one in power.' Ivan sulked.

'We will never agree on this will we?' Prussia laughed softly.

Ivan didn't respond this time and just sat there quietly as he kept his hands on his face.

'Will you let me help you now? Gilbert asked, pulling one of Ivan's hands away from his face.

Ivan just nodded softly in response.

'Alright then. Do not worry with me as your doctor, you will be better in no time. Nurse Gilbird please watch the patient while I get the supplies.' Gilbert proudly proclaimed, Grabbing the bird from his shoulder.

Gilbird just began to squeak in protests.

'He won't eat you already. Be awesome and do it.' Gilbert insisted, placing the bird carefully on Ivan's head.

'I will be back.' he said as he ran out of the room and to the bathroom, grabbing the first aid kit, a towel and a bowl of water he ran back upstairs.

When he got there Ivan was gentilly petting the little yellow bird that now rested on one of his hands.

'Told you he would warm up to you eventually. Now sit up.' Gilbert smiled.

Ivan did as he was told and Gilbert began to wipe all the dried blood off Russia. As he did he could see the various cuts that had caused it.

'What did that fucker even do?' Gilbert asked darkly.

'He got some men to beat me up in front of him because I had disobeyed him.' Ivan said sadly.

'When I get my hands on that fucker I wil-' Gilbert said darkly before getting cut off.

'No! Please just forget it. You will just make things worse.' Ivan panicked.

Gilbert taking note of how much the Russian was freaking out just dropped it.

Gilbert had now cleaned up all the blood and it was just bruises left, not much he could really do about that so he put the bowl on the side and made his way to his side of the bed.

'What did you even do wrong?' Gilbert sighed as he lay down and brought the Russian into his chest, kissing the top of his head.

'I made too much of a ruckus at the meeting. One of his spies must have found out.' Ivan explained, leaving out the part to do with Gilbert.

'That fucker!' Gilbert growled.

'Please can we forget it. I just want to sleep.' Ivan cried.

'Of course.' Gilbert nodded.

'Please don't leave me.' Ivan begged.

'I won't. I am not going anywhere.' Gilbert assured, kissing the Russian again on his head.

'I love you.' Russia mumbled into his chest.

'I love you too.' Gilbert sighed softly, he didn't like to say it often as it cramped his style but he knew Ivan needed to hear it and he did mean it.

The Russian soon seemed to drift off to sleep between silent sobs as Gilbert sat there holding him. He had tried to sleep himself but found he could. He didn't know if it was from worry, his own anger or what.

'If only we could have had this without any of this shit. Without me being your subordinate. Then I could beat his ass and protect you.' Gilbert whispered, his voice filling with venom as he said subordinate.

One day, he would rise back to power, him and his brother, and they would never be separated again. Only this time he was going to protect Ivan as well as Ludwig. Even if the Russian wanted to be the one in power. He would just have to accept the power he got from being by Gilbert's side was enough.

Gilbert was startled by a knock on the door. Looking at the clock, hours had now passed, it seemed he had finally fallen asleep while planning his return to the top.

'Mr. Russia! Breakfast is ready!' The Lithuanian said nervously.

'Leave me alone! I don't want it!' Ivan screamed back, muffled slightly by Gilbert's chest.

'Yes sir.' Lithuanian said before running off.

Gilbert then heard him try his door a few times but luckily he gave up without hearing it open.

'You can go eat if you want. I am not hungry.' Ivan said, pulling free of the Prussian and curling back up into a ball.

'You sure you don't want me to bring any up for you?' Gilbert asked, petting the Russians' hair.

'Please just go. I need some alone time.' Ivan insisted.

'Okay, whatever you say. I will come check on you after.' Prussia kisses the Russians head before walking away.