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Storm of War	By : FlayraDowitcher Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 1886 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. This fic is for fun. I'm not making any money off of this fanfiction

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***I have decided, for the sake of the plot and story, that I will be adding in a few more Hetalia characters (one or two). I’m not saying who they are but I just want to get it out there. ^_^ Also, you may notice that time will travel fast in this story so before I get poked at for doing so, I’m going to quickly explain why. As most of you know, traveling by sea took a long time depending on where you were going. I want to move the story along to the meaty parts of it so time will jump around. If I get flamed for it I will know this authors note was not read. Thank you to those who have read it! ^^v

***Warning: Hardcore Yaoi, violence, language, slight non-con, some angst

***Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. I am not making any money off of this fic

Chapter 2

Ivan slowly paced in his chambers as he continued to think about Sadik’s words in the garden. The man and his entourage had already left, making their way to the shore to board their ships. Everyone was shocked and surprised at the very short meeting between the kings but Ivan would not announce why Sadik chose to leave. It was better if the man did anyway for Ivan was prepared to skewer him alive. He wanted to kill him. It would have been so easy to get his hands around that neck and twist it backwards but he dared not. He had started to take in to consideration what his council had been saying about the possibility of secret allies that Sadik may or may not have. It wasn’t worth the risk and he could read between the lines. Sadik subtly threatened the lives of Alfred and Gabe with burning so he had to tread cautiously. That threat had stopped him from attacking the man right then and there. The man was toying with him and Ivan didn’t like it. The more he thought about it the angrier he became.

“Ivan, please stop pacing!” Alfred piped up from the bed. “You’ve almost let your robe catch on fire at least three times.” Ivan did not respond, still pacing. “Lover, if you’re going to keep pacing than do it AWAY from the fireplace?” Alfred said as he fixed the sleeping bonnet on Gabe’s head. Ivan had insisted that Gabe sleep between them tonight and not in his cradle.

“The nerve of that man…” Ivan hissed out as he ceased his pacing. “To just come strolling in and then LEAVE as quickly as he came!” Ivan did not want to tell Alfred the things Sadik had said or he would worry. “I’m offended!”

“Ivan, please come to bed. You are really worrying about this way more than you should. We’ll wait for some time to pass and then we’ll proceed with another proposal.”

“I won’t be able to sleep tonight for I have too much on my mind. You should get some rest though. If Gabe wakes up I’ll take care of him.” Ivan paused in front of the fire, staring at the dancing flames with a cold gaze. He rests his arm above him on the mantel, resting his forehead against his wrist in thought. Alfred looked at him with concern before getting out of bed and putting his own woolen red robe on. He checked back quickly to make sure Gabe was still sleeping before he went over to Ivan. Alfred wrapped his arms around his husband from behind and held him, resting his cheek against the strong back.

“What’s really worrying you, Ivan? I’m your wife…you can tell me things you rather not say at council.”

“It’s nothing like that. I’m just…debating with myself, that’s all.”

“Hm…Ivan, you know how I feel about Sadik’s kingdom and your ‘expansion’. I think what happened tonight is a clear indication that we should leave him alone and set out in another direction. If we can come to any useful agreements with him then we can at least push for a neutral contract. We’ll just leave each other alone.”

“Things aren’t that simple, Alfred. There are many other things to consider and not all of them you would like or understand. However…I do agree with you, in letting some time pass before we make a peaceful move.” Ivan did want to hold off for a bit but not because he wanted to make peace treaties. “Something just doesn’t seem right and it’s bothering me.” He hated lying to Alfred but it was for his own good.

“Would you like me to help you relax?” Alfred let his hand slip inside the slit of Ivan’s nightshirt. “Gabe’s sound asleep.”

“Yes, but he’s in the center of the bed. Last time I had you on the rug and you were complaining about rug burns for days.”

“So? You’re a strong man,” He chuckled “There’s always the wall.” Ivan smiled softly and looked at Alfred over his shoulder.

“You’ve put on a few pounds recently, my rose.” Ivan let out a soft yelp as Alfred pinched his nipple at the playful insult.

“You said you liked how I look now.” Alfred pouted, moving his hands out from inside Ivan’s shirt. Ivan turned around and easily lifted him up from his rump.

“I do. Your body was always beautiful but I like the little bit chubbiness you have! More to love.” Alfred smiled and let Ivan carry him over to the couch instead of the wall. Ivan chose the chase lounge instead so he could comfortably lie back, sitting Alfred on his lap. “But this is easier, don’t you agree?” Ivan reached into his robe pocket and pulled out a vial of lube as Alfred helped him remove his pants. Alfred smirked when he saw the vial and took it from him.

“Normally I would have you fucking me raw at each corner of this room, but seeing as we’ve had a very trying day and our son is present, this will do. I really just want you to relax.” Alfred uncorked the vial and poured some on his fingers, preparing himself before putting some on Ivan’s growing erection. “We can’t be loud.”

“You’re the loud one.” Ivan moaned as Alfred’s hands stroked him, fixating his gaze on the angelic face. Alfred noticed his sweet stare as he positioned himself above the head.

“What?” Alfred asked softly with a small smile.

“Just looking at you.” He brought his hand up to stroke Alfred’s cheek. “That’s all.” Alfred turned his head to kiss the inside of his palm before gently lowering himself onto Ivan’s cock. Ivan closed his eyes and tilted his head back as he felt himself engulfed in Alfred’s heat. Alfred kept his voice down to soft gasps as he settled himself completely.

“Relaxed yet?” Alfred asked with a gentle rock of his hips.

“Mmm…yes, very. Keep moving, my rose.”

Alfred smiled and started a slow rocking, letting him slip out slightly before pushing back down. Ivan moaned softly as Alfred started to pick up the pace little by little, letting more of Ivan slip out of him each time. Alfred’s eyes slid closed as he lifted his hips, almost letting Ivan slip out of him but eagerly sucked him back in. Ivan loved when they started out slow like this. He never grew tired of the feeling of being in his lover. When Alfred moved like this he was able to feel every bit of that smooth passage stretching inch by inch for him, opening to him. Alfred usually insisted they start out like this just so his body could grow use to the feeling before it turned fast and rough. Ivan let his hands rest on Alfred’s waist so he could feel the muscles moving as the smaller man rocked on him. Alfred chuckled softly and rests one hand on Ivan’s chest to steady himself as he started moving faster. Ivan purred in the back of throat and held him tight as he lifted his own hips to meet the downward thrusts of the other.

“Remember, you must be quiet.” Ivan reminded him and Alfred flashed him a smirk before planting his hands firmly of Ivan’s chest. Now that he was steady enough Alfred quickened his movements. The only sound that was heard was the slapping of skin and heated pants. Ivan watched Alfred moving above him with vigor, biting his lip to keep from crying out at the pleasure he had to be feeling. “Gorgeous.”

Ivan saw Alfred smile at the word but his lover’s eyes were closed in delight. For a moment Ivan felt that Alfred was only focusing on his own pleasure and not Ivan’s. Usually those blue eyes were always looking at him with love and lust. It bothered him slightly but it was getting harder to think when Alfred was tightening his muscles around him. For whatever reason, Ivan suddenly had an image of Alfred flash through his mind. The fast image was of his rose on a bed with Sadik mounting him. The image angered him and he lost control. He shoved Alfred off of him and stood up, ignoring his wife’s protests. Ivan quickly grabbed Alfred’s hips and pulled him the foot of the chase on all fours as he thrust back inside. Alfred’s protests were a distant whisper in his mind as he focused on only the body in front of him. The flash image he had of Sadik was more than he could handle and even though his mind was telling him to stop something else was keeping him from doing so. He just couldn’t help himself and the tightening feeling in his cock was robbing him of all logical thought.

Alfred gripped the buttons of the chase surface as Ivan pounded him roughly from behind. It wasn’t entirely unpleasant since this kind of sex was normal but it was the unresponsive state that his husband was in that bothered him. Ivan refused to hear his cries of ‘slow down’ and ‘stop’ but just continued with his own pleasure, if that’s even what it was. Alfred had to bite his lip to keep from crying out or screaming for Ivan to stop in fear of waking up Gabe. With the current mood Ivan was in Alfred couldn’t be sure of how the larger man would react to being interrupted. Clenching his eyes shut he did his best to grit his teeth and bear it until Ivan would ejaculate into him. Although, it was becoming harder to continue to be silent as he felt something inside him tear and he let out a choked gasp of pain.

“I-Ivan! Stop!” He said a bit louder this time. “I’m bleeding! Ivan, stop!” He tried it with a firmer tone but the man still did not listen. “Ivan, what is wrong with you?” Alfred could not stop the heightening sound in his voice as he continued to protest. “Ivan!” He tried again but let out a pained cry at a particular thrust that, as he feared, woke up the baby. Alfred looked over at the bed as he heard Gabe’s tired whine turn into a cry. “G-Gabe! Ivan stop! The baby!” Ivan didn’t seem to hear Gabe’s crying either or notice Alfred’s struggles to get away. Alfred could tell that Ivan was nearing his climax because his motions were becoming more uneven. Alfred could only focus on Gabe’s crying and ignored the sting in his backside as Ivan came inside him. He heard Ivan let out a sigh of relief and felt the man’s softened cock pull from him. “Damn it, Ivan!” Alfred paid no mind to him or the pain as he hurried over to the bed to pick up the crying toddler.

Ivan froze in his place once he had reached his peek as all logical thought came back to him. He could not remember what happened or what he was doing, but the sight of pink semen on his dick explained everything. He heard Gabe’s cries and looked over to the bed to see Alfred holding the boy and trying to soothe him. He knew he had lost control and hurt his Alfred. It was that image of him with Sadik that sent him over the edge and entered him into a blackened state. He quickly fixed his pants and straightened his robe before approaching the bed. Ivan wouldn’t be surprised or alarmed if Alfred turned from him.

“Alfred? Love?” Alfred looked at him while he rubbed Gabe’s back.

“What was that about, Ivan?” He said with a narrowed gaze. “You haven’t abused me like that since the first time we coupled. What happened?” Ivan blinked at him in surprise.

“You’re not mad at me? I thought for sure you would turn from me and you have every right to.”

“Oh, trust me, you’re not getting off scot-free! You acting like a barbarian and you wouldn’t stop when I was begging you to!”

“Alfred-“ He cut him off.

“Here, hold Gabe and help him get back to sleep. I have to clean myself up.” Alfred passed the boy over to Ivan while he headed for the bathing room. Ivan followed him, standing in the doorway as Alfred poured a basin full of water. Ivan was unsure of how to approach this issue and his lover wasn’t saying anything either. He watched as Alfred hiked his night robe up and started cleaning the inside of his thighs. The sight before him made Ivan’s gut twist and against his better judgment he blurted out what he wanted to hide.

“Sadik threatened you and Gabe.” Alfred paused in his washing to look over at him. He stood up straight and squeezed the cloth between his fingers.

“What?”

“That’s why he left so soon. We had words in the garden and I did not appreciate his choice of them. That is why he took leave of our kingdom.”

“So what does that have to do with you nearly raping me?” He dipped the cloth in the water once more.

“Sadik is a very odd man and you know how possessive I am of you. I just…had an image of him doing something with you that sent me over the edge. I know that’s not an excuse but I’ve been really stressed about all that’s been going on and I guess I just…lost it. Forgive me, my rose, I never intended to hurt you.” Alfred continued to clean himself.

“I know you love and care for me to the point of insanity sometimes but-“ Alfred paused as he tried to think of better words to say. “Well, for one thing you wouldn’t HAVE to worry about that if you keep our forces out of Madylia territory. Don’t give him any reason to ever want to get at me. And for the future, tell me that sort of thing right away so I know not to initiate sex, okay?” Ivan nodded.

“Yes…of course. Just say you’ll forgive me for hurting you.”

“Of course I forgive you. You’re my husband and I know how crazy you can be. You learned a lesson today. However, you will not be getting any sex from me for quite a few days. It won’t be just for healing but more for punishment.” Ivan frowned a bit but nodded in acceptance. “I know how much you love and treasure me, Ivan. You just have strange ways of showing it. Is Gabe asleep?” Alfred asked, dropping the cloth into the water basin.

“Yes, and already snoring.” Alfred smiled and walked with a slight limp but he could deal with it. He took Gabe from Ivan’s arms and headed to the bed. “Am I to sleep on the couch? I would really like to sleep in the bed with both of you.”

“I rather you be in bed with us. Come on then.” Alfred placed Gabe in the center before he got in beside him.

“You’re so forgiving, Alfred.” Ivan smiled as he crawled under the covers on the opposite side.

“I forgive but I don’t forget. Now kiss me.” Ivan leaned over their son and kissed Alfred’s lips. “Don’t let this happen again, Ivan.” Alfred warned. “Or I may not be so forgiving next time.”

“You have my word. Thank you, Alfred.” His wife just smiled at him as he settled his head on the pillow and pulled Gabe close to him. Ivan looked down at his precious pair and his chest filled with pride. He would always protect them from outsiders, no matter what. They were both his and he would never let them go nor would he let anyone take them without a fight. Should Sadik lay a hand on either of them no mercy will be shown for his actions. He grew tired from all that had happened so he settled under the sheets himself. He laid one protective arm over both of them while he waited to fall asleep.

2 months later…

Gilbert and Ludwig were out for a chilly morning hunt together in the woods behind the palace. They had, or rather Gilbert had made a beat that he could track an animal faster than Ludwig could. The brothers traveled deeper into the woods but were having no success in finding any animal. Taking another approach, the two rest their horses in a glen where they could wait for an animal to cross their way. They spoke quietly to one another, talking about anything from leisure to politics.

“Hmph. That cloak new?” Gilbert asked his brother, staring at the woolen garment. “I don’t think I’ve seen it on you before.”

“Yeah…Feli made it for me.” Ludwig said with a little blush. “I would rather wear my bear furs but if I had to choose between that and crying, I would choose the wool.” He said flatly. “What about you? You wear the same jerkin and boar pelt all the time. You’ll catch cold.”

“Nah, I haven’t been sickly since I was boy. I grew out of that. Besides, it’s wintertime! You’re supposed to feel the cold!”

“Shh! Not so loud, you’ll scare the animals away.” Ludwig said with a sigh. “I’ve been meaning to ask you. Has Ivan approached you with any more on the whole Sadik thing?” Gilbert shrugged his shoulders.

“No, other than he still has his sights set on that kingdom. What’s you’re true take on it, brother? What do you think we should do?”

“Well, a smart man would say leave well enough alone but…an empire needs to grow.”

“So you’re all for obtaining Sadik’s kingdom?”

“It’s like Toris suggested and written to the King of Madylia. We propose a deal that entitles Ivan to some area of the kingdom and share our profits with Sadik. Once we explore more kingdoms outside the realm we can choose to turn against him and overpower him. Of course, that part is not written in the proposal.” Gilbert snickered.

“Can you imagine Alfred if he found that out? He’d castrate Ivan in an instant.”

“That’s precisely why only a few of us know. So please, when you’re drinking try not to blurt it out.”

“You have my word, brother dear. My lips are sealed. Speaking of said proposal, we haven’t heard anything back, have we?”

“Not as of yet.” He sighed. “Come, let’s abandon the hunt and just ride for awhile. We don’t get many moments like this.”

“Yeah, that’s the married life for you!”

Gilbert laughed and followed his brother out of the glen and into the forest. They continued to talk and discuss various topics of interests as they continued further into the woods. Ludwig’s ears caught the sound of something among the trees, making noise as it followed them. Ludwig alerted his brother to the sound and both men halted their horses. Ludwig readied his sword and Gilbert readied his bow. Their eyes scanned the trees for any sign of what was making the noise in hopes it was an animal. It was Ludwig who noticed the figure of a human moving through the trees. Ludwig pointed it out to his brother and Gilbert readied his arrow.

“Should I shoot him?”

“No! He may be a lost traveler! Let me do the talking.” Ludwig moved his horse closer to the person. “Good morning, sir! You are traveling through the king’s forest! Are you lost?” The person took off in a run and the brothers kicked their horses into motion, chasing after him. “HALT! IN THE NAME OF THE KING!” Ludwig hollered as he dodged his horse around the trees. The person continued to run but the brothers ran him down easily, using their horses to block him. The man slipped on the frozen ground when Gilbert’s horse reared in front of him, nearly stomping down on him.

“Caught you! When the king’s men say ‘halt’ you’d better halt!” Gilbert boasted.

“Hey, he’s dressed like one of King Sadik’s men.” Ludwig noticed. The man had skin and hair like Sadik and though he was dressed in light furs his small red feathered hat gave him away. The man panted heavily as he glared up at the two brothers on horseback. Gilbert smirked and reared his horse again just for sport. “Brother, cease.” Ludwig warned him. “Did you miss your ship back to your kingdom?” Ludwig asked him. “If so, we can have you traveling on the next ship out to drop you at your kingdom.” The man wouldn’t answer from his spot on the ground.

“Hey, chicken head! Sir Ludwig asked you a question! Answer!” The man still refused.

“Perhaps he doesn’t speak our language.” Ludwig pointed out.

“Or maybe he’s just embarrassed of that ridiculous hat he’s wearing!” Gilbert laughed. “I mean, look at it! What’s with the feathers sticking up? Are you pretending to be a rooster or something? Hey! If you can’t speak our language, maybe you can understand chicken! Cock-a-doodle-do! Cluck, cluck, ca-cluck!” He laughed obnoxiously and Ludwig slapped a hand to his face.

“Brother…honestly. You shouldn’t-“ Ludwig’s eyes widened a bit when he saw more dark figures coming around from the trees. “Brother…brother!” He whispered.

“What?” Gilbert followed his gaze and frowned when saw the men coming closer. They looked around the area and realized they were surrounded. The men were all dressed similar to the man on the ground before them. Gilbert gave a lopsided smile. “Those are the nicest hats I’ve ever seen.”

“Prepare yourself, brother.” Ludwig readied his sword and Gilbert tossed his bow to the ground to unsheathe his own sword.

“I’m ready, baby! CHARGE!”

Gilbert kicked his horse into a run and started off for some of the men in his direction. Ludwig took a safer approach and let the men come to him, using his height on horseback to his advantage. The circle of men ranged from ten to fifteen and the brothers could easily take them on. Gilbert rode around them, bringing his sword down on heads or shoulders. Ludwig was able to lop off a head or two with his heavy strokes, going so far as to using his horse’s front legs to crush lungs. The remaining few ran off and Gilbert proceeded to run after them but Ludwig stopped him.

“Brother, that’s enough! Let them go. We need to get back to the palace and alert Ivan!”

“Yes. Lets go before more show up.” He panted out, wiping some of the splattered blood from his face. “Matthew will freak if he sees me covered in blood. Are you hurt at all?”

“No, are you?” Gilbert shook his head. “Good, lets head back. I have a feeling this isn’t over. We ride without stopping! We are far from the castle!” He hissed in realization. “Lets just hope nothing else happens until we get there!”

It would be too late by the time the brothers would return to warn about Sadik’s men being in the kingdom. Since it has been a little over a month since Sadik’s visit, the palace security had become more lax in their patrolling. A black-cloaked figure was able to sneak into the palace through the underground sewage passage. He found the steps leading up to the dungeon floor and took them, silently slipping through the door. He easily used his cloak to hide himself in the shadows, running behind the candle stands. The guards were to busy playing cards or sleeping on the job. With ease, the man made it to the first floor, removed his cloak, and folded it over his arms. He did not look like a person from Sadik’s kingdom nor did he dress like one. Instead, the sandy haired youth was dressed as a farmhand, carrying a round basket with him. He smiled pleasantly as he walked through the halls, choosing to follow the servant maid carrying a basket full of toddler clothing. He remained a few steps behind her until she stopped at a door, which had two royal guards on either side of it. He quickly hid behind one of the pillars so he wouldn’t be seen.

“Oh, thank you.” He heard a soft male’s voice thank the maid before she turned and left. That meant someone was in the room with the toddler.

Putting his basket down, he gave a quick look around before he lifted the bottom of his tunic to reveal his leather pouch. He reached inside and took out a small iron ball with a cork. He quickly pulled the cork out and rolled it into the hall, a stream of white smoke leaking out of it. One of the guards noticed the ball and eyed it in suspicion, but then he started to wobble on his feet. The second guard did so as well and the two men slid to the floor, falling into a drugged sleep. The man picked up his basket and covered his nose with the top of his tunic as he went to the door. He could hear two voices in the room and the sound of a toddler’s laughter. He took another ball and repeated the process, rolling it inside.

“Hey, what’s that?”

“It must be a new toy of…of…Gabe’s…”

“Mattie? Are you all right? You like, sleepy or something?” The man outside heard one fall to the floor. “Hey! M-Mattie…you…”

The voices stopped, even the childish laughter. The man peeked in and saw two men passed out, one on the bed and the other on the floor. The toddler must be in his cradle. The man took a deep breath of the now clean air from the hall before he covered his nose once again. He quickly went inside with the basket and over to the cradle. The toddler was asleep from the drugged smoke and the man smiled behind his shirt. He gathered the toddler up in his blankets and placed him in the basket. Next, he hurried over to the wardrobe and took a few white undershirts. He carefully piled them on top of the toddler, leaving a small area open around the boy’s mouth for air. The man pulled a small scroll from his tunic and placed it in the cradle, baring the seal of King Sadik’s house.

He picked up the basket and iron ball before hurrying out of the room, checking the hall for any signs people. With the coast clear, the man calmly and pleasantly walked through the castle with his ‘bundle’ of dirty laundry. Just as the man exited through the kitchen door this time (now that he blended in even more) he could hear the sounds of panic shouting spreading through the castle. No one paid him any mind as he hopped onto the back of a milk carriage heading for the city. He put the cloak back on his shoulders and tucked the laundry tighter around the baby so he wouldn’t catch cold.

“Don’t worry, little one. King Sadik will take good care of you. Lets see what kind of destruction will befall the might Braginski Empire now.” The man heard hoof beats coming up and he turned see Sir Ludwig and Sir Gilbert riding through the palace’s main gate. He chuckled to himself as two of the realms great protectors ran right by him and the toddler. Of course they had no clue but it was still funny to the man.

Toris ran through the halls, his face flushed with panic and his journal held tightly in his arms. He had just gotten the news of Gabe’s disappearance and he had to tell the king right away. He wasn’t sure of the details but all he knew was that Gabe had been taken from his cradle. Ivan would be furious and Alfred would be grief-stricken when they found out. He saw Arthur coming up the way as well with Feliciano behind. They immediately stopped in front of each other.

“Do you know what happened? Has anyone seen anything?” Toris asked them.

“All we know is that Matthew, Feliks, and the two guards were lying on the floor unconscious!” Said Feliciano. “Who would take a innocent little toddler?” He asked, his voice breaking with tears.

“This was all a setup!” Arthur said. “Let me be the one to tell Alfred for I can calm him better. Go report to Ivan! I have Francis searching the lower level for any clues and asking the servants for details!”

“I fear for us.” Toris said, trembling. “All hell will break loose! I know it! W-What about Feliks? Is he alright?”

“As far as we know yes. They are all being treated right now. But we haven’t much time! Good luck with Ivan!” Arthur said as he and Feliciano continued on.

Toris gulped and trembled all the way to Ivan’s office, bursting through the door unannounced. During Ivan’s financial meetings with Vash and Yao, the group normally met privately like this. Ivan would have scolded him for barging in but when he saw the look of pure terror on Toris’ face he stood from his chair. His eyes silently asked ‘what’s wrong’ and Toris was in tears by then. He lost his balance and had to lean on the table for support as he tried to find the words. Yao got up from his chair and rushed to his side to help steady him.

“What’s going on?” Ivan demanded.

“Y-Your majesty…I’m so sorry!” Toris gasped out, trying to catch his breath as he began to panic.

“What’s happened?” Ivan demanded firmly. “Toris! Tell me!” He slammed his fist on the table and Toris let out a yelp of fear.

“P-Prince Gabe has been stolen!” He blurted out. “K-Kidnapped! By who we don’t know! The guards, Matthew, and Feliks were found unconscious in the room!” Yao gasped and looked at Ivan who was frozen in time. Even Vash chose to take a few steps back from the frozen man for his own safety. “N-Nobody…as far as we know…has seen anything suspicious. Francis is asking around right now and spreading the word. Oh Ivan…I’m so sorry!”

“…Gone? He’s just…gone? Taken from his cradle…” Ivan continued repeating those words under his breath as he stared at the table. The room was silent for no one knew what to say. Ivan was in a state of shock for that much was obvious. Yao continued to hold Toris, trying to calm the trembling man. Vash was prepared to take control of the situation when Kiku hurried in, holding a scroll.

“Sirs!” He bowed. “This was found in the prince’s cradle!”

“Give it to me.” Vash demanded softly and walked around the table to Kiku who handed it to him. Vash looked at the yellow waxed seal and knew immediately whom it was from.

“Vash…what is it?” Yao asked, looking at the scroll. Vash took a sigh and looked over at Ivan who gazed flatly at him. His eyes had been the only part of him that was currently moving. Vash cleared his throat and broke the seal.

“It’s the seal of the King of Madylia.” He said softly as he unrolled the scroll. He read over the document while eight pairs of eyes stared at him.

“What…does it say?” Ivan asked in a dangerously soft voice.

“It says…that he is behind the abduction of the prince…he states that the prince will not be harmed in any way and will be well cared for while negotiations are made. Um…the king also wishes that we travel to his kingdom where topics can be discussed on his grounds and territory. He also writes that a peaceful, neutral agreement of ceasefire be in place while at his kingdom or…or Gabe will suffer. He doesn’t write what types of negotiations he wants but we can assume. Your majesty…how should we proceed?”

“Call an emergency meeting of the council.” He said softly, clenching his fists together as trickles of blood began to spread on the table.

“Majesty? If I may?” Kiku spoke up softly and Ivan just nodded, waving his hand to let him go on. “While I was in the nursery I could smell the very faint aroma of a sleeping gas. If one hasn’t smelt it before you wouldn’t even have noticed it. I noticed it right away. The plants and minerals that go in to making that are extremely rare and it doesn’t even grow in our kingdom. It’s imported from one of the other kingdoms. So this was all perfectly planned.”

“Thank you, Kiku.” Ivan said flatly. “Go back to the room and see if you can find anything else…then join us at the council meeting.” Kiku bowed and did as he was told.

“I’ll call the meeting.” Vash said as he left the room after Kiku to spread the word.

“WHERE IS HE?” Alfred shouted through the halls as he stormed through them, dropping his crown and jewels to the floor as he went. Arthur was running after him and Feliciano was stopping to pick up each piece of jewelry he dropped. Alfred frantically wiped the tears from his eyes, both from heartbreak and rage over hearing the news of Gabe.

“Alfred! You have to calm down! Getting into a tizzy like this won’t help with anything!” Arthur tried to reason with him but Alfred had shoved him away.

“I’ll kill him! I’ll fucking kill him!” Arthur knew he was talking about Ivan and he feared what was to come when Alfred confronted his husband. “He’s in this meeting room today, right?” Alfred didn’t wait for an answer as he approached the doors to Ivan’s office. Alfred threw open the doors and immediately saw Ivan at the head of the table. Ivan, Yao, and Toris all looked over as Alfred marched over to Ivan. What shocked them the most was the punch Alfred landed to Ivan’s face. “YOU BASTARD!” Alfred continued his various punches and assault on Ivan, all the time shouted at him. No one moved to stop him but rather they all just stared. “IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT! YOUR FAULT!”

“STOP!”

Ivan growled out and finally backhanded him, making Alfred stumble on his feet. It didn’t stop him, though, for Alfred broke into a run and tackled him to the floor. They crashed into a writing table and knocked down all its contents. They continued with their fight, Alfred topping for only a short minute before Ivan rolled them over. Alfred kicked and bit all of Ivan that he could, gaining only one good knee to the gut. Ivan gasped out and Alfred flipped them again and knocked into a chair.

“This has got to stop!” Yao shouted at the two. “STOP IT! STOP IT NOW!”

Toris finally passed out from his anxiety and Yao had to catch him. Feliciano was trying to call for help in the halls, hoping that Ludwig or Gilbert would be nearby. Arthur was unsure of what to do for getting in between the two would result in a concussion. He knew that Yao and himself would not be enough to stop them. Yao was still trying to wake up Toris and Feliciano was screaming for help. The two men were still rolling around on the floor and knocking everything over in their path. If the situation wasn’t as grave as it was the sight would actually be humorous.

“Feli!” They all heard Ludwig’s voice echo in the hall and Feliciano ran to the railing, looking down at Ludwig and Gilbert who were at the base of the steps, covered in blood. “What’s going on?”

“IVAN AND ALFRED ARE FIGHTING! WE NEED YOUR HELP! HURRY!”

Ludwig and Gilbert ran up the long flight of steps while others were starting to come running. Francis had heard Feliciano’s shouts as well as Vash and Kiku. Francis ran in first and he didn’t hesitate to rush over to the pair and start trying to break them up. Arthur shook the hesitation from his head and jumped in to help his husband, focusing on pulling Alfred away from Ivan. Ludwig and Gilbert finally made it to the room and ran over to help. Ludwig managed to hook his arms under Ivan’s and pull him back with great difficulty, nearly loosing his footing due to the struggling weight of the man. Gilbert aided his brother, using his own body to push Ivan’s from the front. Both men were still wild with adrenaline and rage that even Arthur sitting on Alfred’s back did nothing to stop him. Ivan was like a wild animal as he continued to try and get to Alfred. Gilbert asked for a little bit of help and Vash had to join in, helping Gilbert push Ivan back into Ludwig. Alfred scrabbled to his feet and almost made it to Ivan but Francis was able to move in front and stop him. Alfred struggled to get around Francis but Arthur’s grip from behind was slowing him. Alfred proceeded to shout at Ivan instead.

“It’s all your fault! You and your goddamn need for power!” He continued to push against Francis. “You did this! This is all your fault! You couldn’t leave well enough alone!”

“I didn’t know all this was going to happen! You can’t blame it all on me!”

“I will blame it all on you! I told you to cease in your desire to obtain that fucking kingdom! And now look at what’s happened! They took our son!”

“And the bastards will answer for it!” Ivan pushed and pulled against the others. “And how dare you raise a hand to me! I’m your king!”

“You’re not a king! You’re a power hungry demon!”

“TAKE THAT BACK!” Ivan nearly broke away from the others holding him. Ludwig had to hook his own leg around Ivan’s to get an even stronger hold on him.

“I meant every word!” Alfred let the angry tears start to fall and his struggled slowly began to cease. “Should anything happen to our son because of your foolishness I will hang you myself!”

“The people wouldn’t allow it!” Ivan countered.

“You think they’ll follow you? I got news for you, Ivan! They won’t follow you for they’ll want to follow ME! You got this far because of me!”

“I gave you this title and position and I can just as easily take it away!”

“Alright, everybody calm down!” Yao finally shouted, helping Toris stand back up. “This is getting out of hand! No one means what they say! This isn’t the time to be fighting! We have a lot of things to discuss and fighting isn’t going to bring Gabe back! Now knock it off!” Ivan and Alfred seemed to relax more in their holds. “Take a break…both of you. Cool off! We will start discussing the issues shortly.”

“No, we’re starting now.” Alfred said as he yanked himself away from Francis and Arthur, storming over to take his seat at the opposite end of the table. He was bruised and bleeding in some places but Alfred didn’t care. The tears were dried on his cheeks and his hands held the arm rests in a white-knuckle grip. He would not take his eyes off of Ivan as the man broke away from his hold to take his own seat. Their eyes and furious faces glared at each other from the opposite ends of the table and everyone could feel the tension in the air. “Sit down!” Alfred ordered the rest of them and they reluctantly did as they were told. No one was used to Alfred giving harsh orders. “Is everyone here? Where are Matthew and Feliks?”

“They are recuperating, your grace.” Kiku spoke softly, choosing to address Alfred by a title. Usually Alfred allowed all of them to speak casually to him but today was different.

“Recuperating from what?” Alfred asked, still not taking his eyes off of Ivan.

“T-the sleeping gas that was the cause of Gabe’s abduction. The kidnapper used it to drug the guards, your brother, and Feliks while he took the young prince. It was skillfully done.”

“Yes, and this scroll was found in the cradle.” Vash held up the scroll for everyone to see. Alfred broke his gaze from Ivan to look at Vash and the scroll.

“What does it say?”

“I’ve read it to Yao, Toris, and Ivan already but I will read it again for you and the others. In short, King Sadik admits to the abduction of the prince.” Alfred nodded.

“I figured that already. Go on.”

“Sadik says that the child will not be harmed in any way unless we choose to attack. He also wants us to meet him on his own grounds in his own kingdom to discuss whatever topics he wants to. In this case, we can assume land shares and the like. He would like our visit to be simple and peaceful. If not, then Gabe will suffer for it.” Alfred turned his angry, tear filled gaze back to Ivan and said nothing. Ivan’s cold stare did not frighten his wife but it frightened the rest of the room.

“So…how do we proceed?” Francis asked carefully.

“We’re going.” Both Alfred and Ivan said in unison.

“I offer my vessel for comfortable travel.” Yao offered. “It’s large with many rooms for all of us to fit comfortably with servants and guards. However…it is still winter and the sea will be extremely rough and cold to cross.”

“Cold-hearted people do well in the freezing air.” Alfred said flatly, referring to Ivan.

“This is for kings only, Alfred. You will be staying here while I go to Sadik’s kingdom.” Ivan replied but Vash cleared his throat to get their attention.

“Ah…one problem there, your majesty. You see…it also states that…well, it says that the king refused to speak to you and will only speak to your queen.” Alfred let out a short laugh and smirked at Ivan who just sneered at him. “He also understands that you would never let Alfred go alone so you are welcomed to come but he will only have audiences with Alfred.” Alfred sat up straight in his chair.

“All right, so if we are going to Madylia,” Ludwig started. “Who will stay behind to run the kingdom? In case you haven’t noticed, Gilbert and I are covered in dried blood. I know the fight before was more shocking but there is a reason behind our look.”

“Yeah, and it’s not just a new fashion statement either!” Gilbert piped up. “We ran in to some of Sadik’s men this morning, meaning that he has troops here.”

“Again.” Vash interrupted. “He does write that there are men of his stationed here to make sure we don’t go against our word. He promises to keep things peaceful as long as we do.”

“How can we even trust that?” Arthur asked.

“We send word to all our allies to support the kingdom while we’re gone.” Ivan said. “And we do need someone to stay behind to run the kingdom and act as regent. But I do need all of you to travel with me…who can I put?”

“Use your sisters.” Gilbert offered. “Put the older one in power as regent but let the crazy one hold the reigns. They’re still in the royal city, aren’t they? And tell what’s their names, you know, the two who are friends with the ex-farmers, to stay back as well and help out.”

“Tino and Berwald.” Arthur said, rolling his eyes at Gilbert’s forgetfulness. “But I agree. Berwald can help command the guards and the soldiers if need be.”

“Yes. Good thought, both of you.” Ivan congratulated him them. “But Gilbert, refer to my sisters that informally again and you will be punished.” Gilbert put his hands up in defense and nodded.

“Fine, it’s settled then.” Alfred stood up from his chair. “Yao, start getting your vessel ready for voyage. The rest of you, start packing and preparing yourself. Get all the necessary things done. I want to be on those waves as SOON as possible! Good day, gentlemen.” He walked to the door but paused. “I do not wish to be disturbed. If I want someone, I’ll summon them. I will be in my EXTRA chamber for the time being.” Alfred glared over his shoulder at Ivan who turned away from him. Once Alfred left, the room was silent until Ivan stood up and announced his departure.

“I leave the necessary arrangements to all of you. Toris will oversee any questions you may have. Summon me when the plans are laid out.” Ivan stormed out of the room as well and slammed the door, making everyone flinch. The room was silent until Vash spoke up.

“I hate sailing.” He hissed.

“Seasick?” Ludwig asked flatly and Vash just shook his head.

“No. I just don’t like it in general. Sailing in the wintertime, there’s an adventure.”

“Oh yeah! And the waves are even more rocky than usual!” Gilbert smirked. “Up and down, up and down, up and down-“ He continued his imitation of a ship in hopes of proving that Vash really did get seasick but to his surprise the blonde man was extremely calm. The one who turned green in the face was Feliciano and he had to excuse himself with his hands covering his mouth. Ludwig just sighed and drug his hand down his face.

“Why me?” He whispered softly.

“Alright everyone, we better get started.” Yao said as he stood from his chair. “No one mention anything about the fight. I know we’re all a little shaken up by it but we need to focus on other things. And please, lets be as patient as we can with both of them. They’re going through a hard time right now. Agreed?” Everyone repeated the word or nodded and the quick meeting was adjourned.

Ivan sat in his chamber he usually shared with Alfred, staring at the empty bed and cradle. He didn’t even bother to light the fireplace and sat slumped in one of the chairs, just staring. His breath came out in light puffs of visible air from the cold but he didn’t care. He couldn’t believe what had happened to his son and how quickly it was done. No one had noticed a thing and he started to wonder if someone in the palace did it. If Sadik’s men are stationed here then it was possible. But he housed over hundreds of servants and to interrogate them all would take months. He wouldn’t admit it to anyone but he was afraid. He was not afraid of Sadik or his army but he did worry for Gabe and Alfred. Ivan knew Sadik wouldn’t hurt his son because he was more useful alive than he was dead. As long as he had Gabe then he could control Ivan.

Ivan grit his teeth so tightly that his gums started to bleed. He did not like being controlled by anyone. The only one who had some sort of hold over him was Alfred but that was a whole different reason. This was politics and he was at the mercy of his potential enemy. Sadik did threaten his wife and child and he chose to take Gabe. Gabe would be easier to kidnap rather than Alfred, who could fight back. Gabe must be extremely upset right now to not be with his parents. The boy craved Alfred’s arms every time he saw him and would cling to him. He had to be terrified by now. Alfred, he knew, must be in dire straights for he had never acted that towards Ivan before. Ivan was infuriated with him for the way he attacked and spoke to him but he still couldn’t fully bring himself stay angry with the man. Ivan could see Alfred’s argument as to why it was his fault but he never expected something like this to happen. Ivan knew he was just angry and frustrated at the whole situation that he had no real control over. He wanted Alfred. He wanted Alfred in his arms right now to soothe and comfort him. He felt distant and isolated, confused and trapped. Rarely did he ever feel this way and he couldn’t remember the last time he actually did. But he couldn’t lower himself either. Ivan fully believed in his way of handling his kingdom and he was sure that over time Alfred would forgive him. Yet he still wanted the man in his bed. He never heard the door open until his name was softly spoken.

“Ivan?” He jerked his head to the door in hopes of seeing Alfred but saw that it was Yao. His shoulders slumped and he looked to the bed again.

“Yao. I said I didn’t want to be disturbed. Judging by your nightwear I can assume you’re not here on business.”

“I was coming to check on you. It’s freezing cold in here, Ivan! You really should have a fire going.”

“I don’t care. I’d rather be in the cold and the dark.”

“Ivan…” Yao walked over to him, pulling his robe tighter around himself. “I just wanted-“

“You’re not Alfred. I want my rose…but he won’t speak to me. I know he won’t. And I won’t go to him either! He will come to me!”

“Ivan-“

“You are not my wife, Yao. You should refer to me as ‘your majesty’.”

“Nonsense. Not while we’re alone and speaking casually like this. I know how you get, Ivan. I know you’re feeling lost right now and I don’t want to see you this upset. You have a lot on your plate right now and we can’t have you loosing your sense of self. We need you to be strong for us. For your son.” Yao placed his hand on Ivan’s shoulder. “I’m willing to stay and keep you company if you wish?”

“I don’t want your company. I appreciate it but I don’t want it. I want Alfred.” Yao moved his hand away.

“That’s really cold of you, Ivan. I’m just trying to help.”

“I understand that but I don’t want your help. I want to be left alone!” Yao ignored him and walked around to kneel before him.

“Stop staring at the bed and cradle, Ivan. Look at me.” Ivan slowly lowered his eyes to Yao.

“Pull it together. We all need you, Ivan. Please don’t fall into a depression…you will if you stay like this all night! Let me stay with you…just for company. Please Ivan? I hate seeing you like this.” He reached his hand up and felt one of the bloodied scabs on his lip. “You haven’t even cleaned yourself up from the fight!”

“Leave it.” Ivan stated flatly. “If you wish to stay with me then so be it. Don’t expect anything out of it. Go to the bed and sleep there…but on the left side. Alfred sleeps on the side next to the cradle and I don’t want you there.”

“I know you love Alfred but you can still be such an ass sometimes.” Yao got up and went over to the left side of the bed. “Are you coming at all?”

“That’s all I would need is for Alfred or someone else to come in and see me in bed with you. Just go to sleep.”

“I’m not trying to seduce you or anything, Ivan! I know you need comfort and I’m here to give you that!”

“BUT I WANT ALFRED’S ARMS NOT YOURS!”

“You’re missing the point!” Yao threw the covers off and got out of the bed. “Forget this! I’m trying to help you through a hard time, not as a lover but as a friend and companion! I know you miss Alfred and are heartbroken but that doesn’t mean you turn your friends away when they want to help!” Ivan ignored him and continued staring at the bed. “Just go apologize to Alfred…I’m sure he could use the comfort too.”

“I will not waver.”

“Fine! Sit here and wallow then! Some king!” With that Yao stormed out of the room and slammed the door. Ivan paid it no mind and continued to sit in the dark throughout the night.

There was a crying fest in Ludwig’s room with Matthew and Feliciano. Gilbert was present as well and he was trying to console a crying Matthew. Alfred had shut himself away and wouldn’t even see Matthew who already felt responsible for Gabe’s kidnap. Ludwig had Feliciano latched onto his arm on the bed, trembling softly and sniffling at the day’s events.

“Feli…please stop holding my arm so tight.” Ludwig asked him. “What are you so worried about?”

“What if Ivan and Alfred get a divorce? There will be a civil war throughout the kingdom!”

“Who gave you that idea?” Ludwig glared at his brother.

“Hey! Don’t blame me! I didn’t say anything! Give your wife some credit! He probably came up with that on his own!”

“Alfie can’t divorce Ivan!” Matthew whimpered out. “Ivan will be so angry and he’ll kill him!”

“Nonsense! Honestly you two! Man up!” Ludwig raised his voice. “Soon we will be traveling to enemy territory and I can’t have you both sniffling and crying like this!”

“You’re so mean!” Feliciano whined.

“Listen to me, you don’t have to worry about Ivan and Alfred splitting up. They won’t do it. We all see how disgustingly in love Ivan is with your brother, Matthew. Right now they are just going through a hard time. They both feel responsible for what happened to Gabe since they were both completely powerless to control it. We all know Ivan needs to have control or he goes batshit crazy. Alfred is very stubborn and he likes to blame others for what happened. In this case, he is blaming his husband and not you, Matthew. Alfred has grown to have a lot of pride and he doesn’t want to appear weak. He’s probably in his room crying into some pillows while Ivan’s sacrificing some rats, or something. Lets just give them time to cool down. You don’t have to be worried about the country engaging in civil war.”

“But what Alfred said is true, Ludwig. He would have more followers than Ivan. The people adore Alfred.” Gilbert pointed out.

“See what I mean, Wiggy!” Feliciano whined. “Even Gilbert sees it!”

“GODS ABOVE! You are all being ridiculous! You know damn well Alfred couldn’t rule a kingdom or lead his own army!”

“W-why not?” Matthew said, a bit defensive. “My brother is very strong and very smart, you know.”

“Yes, but he thinks with his heart and not with his head. Ivan is a strong leader because he uses his brain. True, many fear him but he gives back for it. There are four people who are never allowed to rule and if they do I may just kill myself. Alfred, Feliks, you” He pointed to Gilbert. “And you.” He pointed to Feliciano.

“Hey, hey, whoa! I shouldn’t be allowed to lead but you think Matthew can?” Gilbert was furious and Matthew couldn’t help but narrow his eyes at his husband and pinch him. “OW!”

“I’m happy not ruling.” Feliciano admitted proudly. “That way no one can invade me or try to hurt me!” He smiled up at Ludwig.

“My point exactly.”

“Why not Feliks?” Matthew asked.

“You want to ride into battle in frilly clothes with decorative matching hats? Even your warhorse would have a matching hat. He’d make it law.” That image brought Matthew into a fit of laughter and Ludwig frowned. “You’re thinking of me like that, aren’t you?”

“I needed that Ludwig! Thank you so much.” He wiped the tear away from his eyes.

“Now why can’t I rule?” Gilbert asked.

“I’m not even going to start with you. We’d be halfway to Madylia by the time I finished.”

“I hate you.” Gilbert said flatly but gave an amused smirk.

“So Wiggy…we don’t have to worry about Ivan and Alfred breaking up?” Feliciano asked him.

“Yes, you don’t have to worry.”

“You mean it?”

“I mean it.”

“Really mean it?”

“Yes.”

“Cross your heart and-“

“YES! YES FOR THE LOVE OF THE OLD GODS I MEAN IT!” Feliciano’s bottom lip quivered and Ludwig gave a heavy sigh. “Sorry Feli…you know I hate when you keep asking me like that. Just be satisfied with my first answer!” Feliciano nodded and held on to him again. “It may take awhile for them to make up but I know they will. So we don’t need to worry.” He kissed Feliciano’s forehead. “Okay?”

“Ve~ okay!”

“Here that, Mattie! Now no more tears!” Gilbert waved his finger playfully in Matthew’s face. Matthew chuckled softly and hugged him.

“Now you two go to your own room.” Ludwig commanded. “Enjoy a steady bed while you can for soon we will be at sea.”

End Chapter 2 TBC

***A little humor to make up for the angst. ^_^ Don’t worry everyone! I won’t let too many bad things happen ^^. R & R please! <3
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