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T/W: Injury

Chapter 33: 8 Days

Gilbert was sitting in his room on his window just staring at the road outside, he would do this day and night only stopping when he passed out or needed to eat and use the bathroom.

It had now been 8 days and he was worried sick, poor Lithuania had been tasked with picking up the Russian's work while he was gone. They hadn't really talked much after his outburst, he hadn't wanted to talk to any of them either. He already didn't like the Lithuanian, the Estonian just pissed him off and Latvia would just cry and whimper all the time. It was pathetic.

Then again, so was sitting at a window all day waiting for your boyfriend to reappear because you're too weak to protect him.

'What would you do Old Fritz? Probably start a war right… God I am pathetic… I hate being this weak…' Gilbert sighed.

He lifted his old Karabiner from the floor and looked over it. He had stolen it back from the garage when no one was looking, he still wanted to shoot them fuckers so bad.

He found it sweet that Ivan had kept it all this time, he was sure the Russian would have thrown it out. He was even more surprised when he had first noticed the Russian had carved something into it. It was his name 'Gilbert' written in Russian and a flower was crudely carved next to it.

'No.. No. I am not weak, I am awesome! I just… um… fuck!' Gilbert jumped from the window starting confident but soon losing it and dropping the gun.

'I am going to shit! Keep watch!' Gilbert ordered his bird before walking off to the bathroom.

It was the middle of the night, not like anything was going to happen.

Gilbert was washing his hands when suddenly he heard a tapping and squawking at his door, not even bothering to dry them he swung the door open and followed the bird to the window where two headlights could be seen illuminating the road to the house in the distance.

'Awesome job Gilbird!' Gilbert yelled, grabbing his Karabiner before heading downstairs.

By the time he threw open the front door, with his gun ready to shoot the fuckers they had already started driving away. Leaving Russia lay in a heap on the ground outside the house's gate.

Gilbert ran down and threw the gate open, tossing his gun aside he lifted the Russian into his arms. His uniform was clean and uncreased like it had just been laundered but his entire face was black and blue with cuts on it, he could even see cuts under his blond hair that had now begun to heal, yet there was no blood in the hair. Them fuckers had clearly cleaned him up.

'Hey, are you awake?' Gilbert said softly, running his hand through the others' hair.

'Did I fall asleep again…' The Russian said weakly, his eyes barely open and his voice barely audible.

'Doesn't matter! Your home now! You are safe!' Gilbert assured as he grabbed his Karabiner and slung it on his back before grabbing the Russian and carrying him bridal style.

'Prussiya… I want to go to the beach… but I am so sleepy… carry me there please…' Ivan muttered as he leaned his head into Gilbert's chest.

'What are you even on about? There isn't a beach for at least 1000 km you idiot.' Gilbert said confused as he looked down at the Russian who was smiling back at him with his eyes half open.

'I want to swim… in the sea…' Ivan whispered before seemingly passing out again.

Gilbert made his way to the house, careful not to walk too quickly so as to not hurt the Russian too much. He had no idea what the fuck was done to him to leave him this fucked up and out of it but he swore there would be fucking blood. No one gets away with hurting the people he loves.

Once inside he kicked the door closed behind him and headed for the Russian's room. Using his foot he opened the Russian's door and closed it before gently placing him on his bed.

'I am going to get the first aid kit okay.' Gilbert said softly kissing the Russian on his head.

However as he went to walk away the Russian came to again and tried to grab on to him but he was too weak and just Gilbert walking broke his grasp.

'Prussiya… Prussiya…' Ivan cried afraid.

'What did they do to you?' Gilbert said softly, going back and holding the others hand tightly.

'Don't leave me…' Ivan sobbed.

'I am not, I will be back, I just need to get the stuff I need to help you okay.' Gilbert sighed.

'Here, this will protect you and Gilbird will keep watch.' Gilbert said placing his gun next to the Russian in an attempt to calm him.

'Prussia… Prussia… pozhaluysta…' Ivan continued to sob having not understood anything Gilbert had said.

Gilbert releasing Ivan wasn't going to calm down with him gone, decided to run as quickly as he could to the bathroom downstairs and grabbed the first aid kit. As he ran out he accidently ran into Lithuania knocking the other over.

'Move it!' Gilbert muttered before running back to the other's room.

'Wait!' Lithuania said, running after him.

Gilbert made it to the room and almost slammed the door into Lithuania's face. He hadn't even noticed the other following him, he had just tunnel visioned and helping the Russian.

'DRR!' Lithuania yelled frustrated as he swung the door back open.

'What do you want?' Gilbert asked, annoyed as he sat by the Russian and began unbuttoning his uniform.

'Are we swimming now?' Ivan giggled weakly still out of it.

'Let me help. I know first aid, remember?' Lithuania sighed.

'Oh um, yeah sure.' Gilbert nodded.

Lithuania helped the Prussian take off the Russian's shirt and both winced when they saw all the bruises, cuts and cigarette burns.

'THEM FUCKERS!' Gilbert growled.

'Just stay calm, getting pissed isn't going to change anything.' Lithuania groaned.

'I WILL KILL THEM.' Gilbert said frustrated as he grabbed his gun again, surprised when Ivan grabbed his arm weakly.

'Prussia… pozhaluysta… don't leave me again…' Ivan said weakly as he cried.

This seemed to snap Gilbert out of his rage as looked over to Ivan. He was broken, physically and mentally, they had broken him more than he already was and it frustrated Gilbert that he hadn't been able to stop them.

'I promise you. I will become strong again and kill that bastard when I do. I will not leave your side.' Gilbert forced himself not to cry as he dropped the gun and grabbed the Russian's hand tightly in his.

'Prussiya… I knew I could trust… trust you… can we go… got look for shells later…' Ivan smiled softly.

'Sure. Whatever you want. Just rest a bit okay.' Gilbert said, letting tears slip down his face as he squeezed the Russian's hand tightly.

He didn't even care that Lithuania was seeing all this. He couldn't care less if the entire world knew right now. He just wanted to take away the Russian's pain. Fuck what everyone else thought.

Lithuania just kept working wordlessly, no doubt Russia would be mad if he ever blabbed about this shit. So he was just going to pretend he didn't notice.

'I am so tired…' Ivan sighed.

'Then sleep, I will protect you, I will not leave, not even for a second.' Gilbert assured, placing his hand on the Russian's cheek as he held Russia's hand tightly in his other.

'Okay… Thank you…' Ivan smiled weekly as he let the sleep take him and his smile dropped as he drifted away.

'I don't understand. How could they think this is okay? What did they even do to leave him this weakened. This delirious. Are they stupid? Don't they know that his health is tied to this country's?' Gilbert said pained and angry.

'Russia's leaders have always been cruel. I am pretty sure it's why he thinks it's normal to act the way he does.' Lithuania sighed.

'I know you hate me. But thanks for this and please don't tell anyone about us.' Gilbert said honestly as he placed his forehead on the Russian's.

'I wasn't going to tell, not for your sake but for his. He is not fully aware of his actions, unlike you who bullied me for fun.' Lithuania explained.

'I know.' Gilbert sighed as he placed his hand in Ivan's hair.

'Just be careful DDR you're not in over your head and I don't mean about Russia's violent side. I mean that if his Boss found out it is going to end bad for you both.' Lithuania warned.

'It didn't stop me back then and it won't stop me now. I do what I want.' Gilbert laughed sadly.

'That's how I know we are all doomed.' Lithuania rolled his eyes.