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This Image of You	By : FlayraDowitcher Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 2818 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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***Warnings: Foul language, blood and gore (demon killing), violence, yaoi.

***Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. Title belongs to Cradle of Filth’s song ‘Nymphetamine’. I do not own anything and this fic is just for fun. I am making no money off of this fanfiction.

Chapter 7: I’m A Prayer For Your Loneliness

“AHHHHHH GHOOOOOOOOSSSSST!” Both Ludwig and Alfred turned around quickly to see the source of the noise. Feliciano came running down the hall and leapt into, or rather ONTO, Ludwig’s chest, wrappings all four limbs around the man. “TH-TH-THERE’S A GHOST! A GHOST IN THE HALL! I’M SCARED, LUDWIG! I’M SCARED!”

“Feliciano? What in the world are you going on about?” Ludwig hissed out but wrapped his arms under his lover’s bottom to keep him from falling. Alfred narrowed his eyes suspiciously at Feliciano.

“I saw a ghost, Ludwig! It was big and scary! Don’t go! Don’t leave me! I’m terrified to be alone!” Feliciano held on to his neck and made himself cry. This was all he could think of to keep Ludwig from following Alfred. He knew of the consequences and the trouble that would come from the two being discovered. “Please stay with me?” He let his voice fall to a soft whisper.

“Feli…how many times have I told you there is no such thing as ghosts.”

“He’s right, you know.” Alfred piped up. “And even if there was one I would be able to sense it.” He smirked. “And I sense nothing.” Feliciano whined and turned his head to Alfred.

“T-Then what did I see?” ‘Oh please believe me, Ludwig!’ He begged silently to himself.

“Probably the shadows on the wall from the candles.” Ludwig answered for him. “Hey, look at me.” Feliciano whimpered slightly and turned to face his future husband. “You have to stop being afraid of everything. It’s not befitting of a queen.”

“And you should REALLY be afraid of the living…for they can actually hurt you.” Alfred stated and that earned the demon a slight glare from the king.

“Please Ludwig…just for tonight? I really am scared!”

“But I have something extremely important to show Ludwig.” Said Alfred. “It can’t wait.”

“Yes it can!” Feliciano answered quickly but then gasped when he felt himself being lowered back to his feet.

“I have to see what Alfred is talking about, Feli. If you are that frightened, go and sleep with Kiku until I come back. He is in his room and I will come and carry you to ours, all right?” Feliciano frowned sadly.

“We’re wasting time, your highness! We have to go!”

“No Ludwig…I want to stay with you. Please stay with me?” Feliciano begged softly.

“I can’t be with you all the time for your childish fears, Feli.” Ludwig’s answer made his jaw drop. “I have duties and responsibilities to fulfill. You need to learn to conquer your own fears. Please, just go to Kiku and wait for me there.”

“Okay…” Feliciano answered softly, lowering his head. He couldn’t blame himself for trying but he only wished he could do more. And Ludwig’s words were a little hurtful to him. “I’m sorry, Ludwig.” Feliciano turned from them and walked down one of the halls to head to Kiku’s room. Right now he wanted to be with someone. Anyone.

“He’s has to learn to get over his fears, just like you said.” Alfred said to him when he saw Ludwig’s features soften a bit at Feliciano’s sad departure. “Now come on, this is important! We’re wasting time!”

Ivan and Gilbert were able to sneak away without getting caught. Instead of taking the horses they chose to go by foot. Missing horses would alert the stable hands immediately. This was easier for the both of them than horses anyway. They were able to hold hands as Gilbert lead Ivan to a secret place in the woods. The moon was still high and it gave off enough light for them to walk in and out of the trees. The spot Gilbert had taken them to was a glen far off from the main traveling road. It was small for a glen but had a few raised piles of land and rocks. If it weren’t winter then the glen would have been filled with green grass and flowers. The sky above was filled with stars and the moon shown down on them. It was a very romantic spot.

“So this is where you wanted to bring me?” Ivan asked.

“Yeah. It’s one of my favorite places to come! It’s better in the summer, of course. But I still like to come anyway. You should light the lantern.”

“Oh, yes.”

Ivan opened his cloak and took off the shoulder bag. Inside was the glass lantern and candle with two rocks. From his belt, Ivan took out a long pole with a hook on the end. This was for latching the lantern onto the pole so it could be carried. Ivan thought it silly but who was he to question the ways of this primitive world? Gilbert had to light the candle since Ivan was unable to figure out the primitive process of smacking rocks. Lighters and matches were what he knew how to use. Once the lantern was lit, Ivan slipped the hook through the hoop and lifted it. He rests the pole on his shoulder so the lantern was dangling behind them. Now they had more light to guide them.

“You seem disappointed, Ivan.” Gilbert studied his face closely and Ivan just blinked, giving a little smile.

“No, I’m more than pleased to be here alone with you! I just…well, I thought we would be renting a hotel-er-tavern room for some fun. Not out here in the snow. But I’m happy just being with you!”

“Ivan, sometimes I think you’re just plain stupid. Why would we go to a tavern? So everyone can recognize me and alert the guards? No. That’s a bad idea. Here, we are completely alone,” he moved his body closer to Ivan’s. “We are both dressed warm and only one of us will be exposed. Not entirely exposed…just a certain part.” He leaned up to kiss the spot behind Ivan’s ear and the man shivered.

“May I ask…who will be exposed?”

“It won’t be me.” Ivan’s heart began to pound with excitement. “I even wore an extra set of pants for my knees…if you catch my drift.”

“Oh…I catch it.” Ivan wrapped his free arm around Gilbert’s waist, ready to pull him into a kiss but the other slipped away.

“Now, now, what’s the rush? I thought we were going to talk and do some courting?” Gilbert smirked at Ivan’s woebegone look. “I promise we’ll have fun. But first, let’s take a stroll around the area. Hand in hand. I’ve always wanted to do that.”

“Walk hand in hand?” Ivan asked with a tilt of his head.

“Yes, but with someone who is actually interested in more than just my position or my gorgeous looks.” He boasted the last part. “Many of them just want to get into my pants.” Ivan held up his hand.

“I want to get into your pants…and I already have…just not ALL the way.” Gilbert looked at him and crossed his arms.

“I can’t give you that yet, Ivan. You know that. I’m taking a big enough risk here just by being with you. Even letting you do ‘that’ to me was more than I should have done with someone I literally just met.”

“But I have known you for a very long time.” Ivan smiled softly.

“And I want to hear more about that. It’s even one of the reasons I want us to take a stroll…I want to try and understand your Gilbert and how we came to be.”

“Ah, very well.” Ivan went over to him and took his gloved hand, gently squeezing it with his. He leaned in and kissed Gilbert’s cheek before letting the other lead them around the glen. “Where would you like me to start?”

“When we first met, of course. Did I kick your ass there like I did here?” Ivan laughed.

“Far from it! I was sitting at a bar, enjoying a few drinks after a night of stealing and hurting others, when I saw you for the first time. You were in the middle of the dance floor and dancing to a song. It wasn’t your dance moves that attracted me but your beautiful looks.” Gilbert rolled his eyes a bit.

“Of course it was. So what happened next?”

“I continued watching you for a long while until you tired yourself out and came to sit at the bar. I still remember the first words you said to me. ‘Hey buddy, got a light?’”

“What the hell does that mean?”

“You wanted to smoke. I said I did have a lighter; so we went outside and I lit up your cigarette for you. The white sticks you saw when you found the picture of us. The next words you said to me were, ‘I’m not a chick, and you don’t have to light it for me.’ After that we talked for awhile and I just remember hanging on your every word.”

“As everyone should.”

“And I asked for your number. Um…I actually don’t know how to make the comparison for you to understand that…but in short you said that I could see you again. We made a time meet at a tea and coffee shop the next day. You were dressed in a college hoodie, a school for older people, and I felt bad knowing that you were a student.”

“Why? Jealous because I was, and probably still am, a million times smarter than you?” He grinned.

“Yes. I ran away from home when I was still in high school…the level of school that comes before the college. I ran away…joined up with a gang…and been with them ever since.”

“So why did I join the gang and follow you? What did you do to win me?”

“Oh, many things. Mostly, it was the profession I was in that attracted you to me the most. You liked all the risk, danger, and adventure that came with a big street gang.” Ivan smiled at him. “I tried very hard to keep you out of it but you can be very persistent.” Gilbert beamed with pride. “You were very good at what you did and you brought in a lot of money for our boss. You liked how rough and violent I was. I could fight just as well as you, if not better, in my world. And unlike many people…I love listening to you talk. We’re the same in many ways. We both never lost a fight, we have big egos, we like to take risks, we charge into things head-on without fear, and we both really enjoy sex.” Ivan wiggled his eyebrows and Gilbert threw his head back to laugh.

“So we were the fuck bunny gang duo, huh?”

“Yes…most defiantly. We lived together for a year at my place, your brother was furious. We had many great times together…until the day you were taken from me.” Ivan lowered his head and looked at the snow around his feet. “But that I rather not talk about it…you’re here with me now and I don’t want to think of that happening again. If everything is repeating itself here…then that may-“

“Don’t say anything. I rather not talk about my…demise. Which won’t happen until I’m old and gray!” Ivan still wore a sadden frown. “Hey…come on, Ivan. Perk up!” He wouldn’t respond and Gilbert started to shake him. “Hey! Ivan! Snap out of it, you loon!” Gilbert suddenly felt himself wrapped in Ivan’s strong arms and tackled to the snow. “What are-“ He felt Ivan’s big nose rubbing at his left temple. He attempted to push him off but the man was like dead weight.

“Hold still.” Ivan whispered to him but never removed his body from atop of Gilbert’s. Gilbert felt Ivan’s hand tilting his head to the right and pushing his white hair away from his temple.

“What the hell are you doing?!” Ivan’s answer came with a kiss to the spot. “You’re freaking me out, Ivan!”

“Shush…I just want to make sure it’s not there.”

“What’s not there?”

“The wound that killed you…that took you away from me. It was right here…I saw it. I want this spot to stay its perfect white color…I don’t want to be lonely again.”

“You won’t be lonely…and it will stay that color.” Gilbert gasped as Ivan’s arms returned to squeezing the life out of him. “We have to get up from the snow or-“ Gilbert was silenced by the soft pressure of Ivan’s lips against his.

This kiss was different from the other few they shared and Gilbert ignored the cold against his back. He slid his legs out from under Ivan to plant his boots in the snow, making himself more comfortable. He could feel his body and mind lower their defenses to open up to Ivan’s maneuvers. After their moment under the dais he couldn’t stop thinking about it and his body wanted more. He had feelings of want and arousal before but it had never been at this level. Right now, all he could do was let Ivan lead in this little session. Once he learned more than he would start taking a more domineering role.

Ivan held Gilbert’s body close as he passionately kissed him, keeping his tongue in his mouth this time. His lover’s resistance was weakening and he still had to tame the wild animal beneath. But more than that, he just wanted to savor the beautiful creature in his arms. Thinking back to that dreadful night forced his body to attach itself to the other, just to make sure Gilbert was still with him and real. If Gilbert turned out to be a ghost or a dream then Ivan would likely kill himself rather than live without him. To lose the man a second time would drive him to suicide, he was certain of it.

Both men were so lost within the other that they did not hear the footsteps of Ludwig approaching. Alfred had followed their scent through the woods and brought them both to the glen. Ludwig’s eyes widened in surprise when he saw the position they were in. Alfred peeked up from behind him and grinned.

“See! I told you it was something important! They are seeing each other behind your back!”

“Gilbert should know better…” Ludwig sneered.

“I suggest you go over there and break up that moment! Be prepared, though. Gilbert will protest.” Ludwig clenched his fists.

The king wasted no time in storming out of the trees and over to the couple in the snow. It was Gilbert who had heard his footsteps crunching under the snow and his brother pushed Ivan away to see who it was. Gilbert called out his name in surprise and it caused Ivan to look up at him as well. Ludwig was able to pull Ivan off of Gilbert easily since both were caught by surprise and slow to react. Gilbert scrambled in the snow to get back on his feet and glared his pink eyes at his brother. Ludwig just kept his firm, angry stare.

“What the hell are you doing here, Ludwig?” Gilbert snapped at him, blushing in both embarrassment and anger at being caught by his brother.

“I see that you have snuck out of the castle with Ivan…something you are forbidden to do! Why do you continue to disobey me, brother?”

“Because I can do whatever the fuck I want, Ludwig! I don’t need your permission all the time!”

“Yes, you do.” Ludwig countered. “I am your king before your brother! You should do best to remember that, Gilbert!” He then turned to Ivan. “And you! I welcomed you into his world and let you eat from my tables yet you have the audacity to attempt THIS with my brother! My ward!”

Ivan was unsure of what to say. He had never thought of a backup plan should he and Gilbert be found out. This time around, he wanted to do things differently and attacking, or insulting, Ludwig like he had in the past would do nothing to help them. If anything, it continued to make his and Gilbert’s relationship a struggle. To add to this, Ludwig was the king in this world and had more power. Ivan could only look at Gilbert for help at the moment.

“He’s our champion, Ludwig! I would THINK he would make a good match for me!” Ludwig pointed to Gilbert and glared at him as he responded.

“You have no say in who you think would make a good match! That is for me to decide, not you!” Gilbert’s mouth hung open. “I have only your best interests in mind, Gilbert. So stop looking at me like I’m a villain!”

“YOU’RE BEING ONE RIGHT NOW!”

“Get back to the castle, both of you! It’s dangerous to be out at night!”

“Fuck you, Ludwig!”

“GILBERT!” Ludwig raised his voice and Gilbert silenced himself a bit, sneering instead. “We will talk about this when we get back to the castle.”

“Gilbert…just let it go for now.” Ivan said softly, forcing himself to smile. “We’ll straighten everything out at the castle.” The sound of bells filled the air and both brothers shared looks of concern. “What’s wrong? What do the bells mean?”

“Alarm bells! Something must be happening at the castle!” Ludwig answered him and as he said that a dark shadow was cast above them. They all looked up to see a large winged creature fly overhead in the direction of the castle. “WE MUST GET BACK!”

“Come on, Ivan!”

Their feud forgotten, the three men took off running back to the castle. Alfred, to hide himself, flew above the treetops. The closer they got to the castle the more screams and shrieks they heard. Once out of the woods and back on castle grounds they could see various winged beasts flying all around the premises. It was too dark to make out exactly what they were but they were posing an immediate threat. The back tower gate was lowered for them when a watchman noticed them. He shouted out to them, warning of the beast that was flying up swiftly from behind. All three men turned to look back at the beast coming up on them. With luck, Alfred had circled around and came at the beast from the left, knocking it away. Alfred continued on into the sky battle while the other three escaped inside.

“Sire, there are some demons inside the castle!” Said one of the guards when they entered.

“Where the hell is Arthur? And Feliciano?” Ludwig demanded.

“I believe he is at the north tower, fighting off the demons outside! We’ve seen no sign of the future queen!” Ludwig turned to Gilbert.

“Brother, go through the castle and destroy every demon you find! Find Ivan a weapon, we don’t have much time!” Gilbert nodded and waved Ivan on behind him.

“Let’s go!”

Ivan blindly followed behind Gilbert, looking all around for demons and hearing the sounds of screams. Gilbert brought him to the armory where other guards and soldiers were quickly doubling up their weapons. He handed Ivan a heavy spiked mace and bid him to follow again. Ivan was familiar with blunt objects and although this one was heavier than his pipe he could still wield it well enough. This upcoming battle had shown up at just the right time for he could take all his sexual frustrations out on some demons. He wasn’t afraid but excited for a challenge. And once again, he and Gilbert would be fighting side by side.

“Ivan! We’ve got one!” Gilbert slid on his heels to stop himself and pull his whip from his belt. He tossed off his cloak for easier movement. “You know what to do?”

“I have a rough idea.” Ivan smiled and gripped the mace with both hands, rubbing his cheek against the cold surface. “Bash their big ugly brains in! Show no mercy!” The demon spotted them and screeched loudly, making Ivan cringe slightly. “Sounds like when I played the Recorder in third grade…”

“Watch out! It’s coming!”

The demon flew straight towards them and they moved out of the way, wanting to pick up on its attack patterns first. The creature circled around and extended its claws, screeching as it flew towards them again. Gilbert nodded to Ivan and waited for the right moment to strike. Ivan heavily swung his mace at the demon’s face, missing the target but succeeding in smashing its shoulder. The demon cried loudly and flew high to the ceiling, gripping its busted shoulder. Ivan was ready for it to come at him again.

When the demon came at them in a downward spiral attack, Gilbert shouted for them both to dodge. Once out of the way, the demon flew to the right and that’s when Gilbert shot out his whip towards the monster. His whip wrapped around the base of its wing and held tight. The demon screeched and struggled, trying to flap wildly away. Gilbert grit his teeth and sank his heels into the floor, using his strength to try and wear the demon out. The demon was still too high for Ivan to properly attack yet so Gilbert told him to wait until it was lower. Just like fishing, Gilbert had to use its own force against it.

Ivan attacked when the opportunity was right and the demon was lower to the floor. Gripping the mace firmly, he ran over to the flapping demon and brought the mace down onto its other shoulder. The demon flapped and screeched again but Ivan silenced it by swinging the mace against the side of its head. The creature dived to the floor and tried to crawl away, its head and shoulders bleeding. Gilbert shouted at him to finish it off and Ivan licked his lips, doing just what Gilbert ordered. He jumped up onto its back and with one hand, raised the mace high to have the force crack open its skull. The demon’s body twitched before falling still and Gilbert gave a shout of victory.

“Nice killing!”

“Thanks! Let’s go find more!” He felt his sexual tension lower just slightly but for a greater affect, he would need to do more killing.

“WAAAAAAHHHH! GET IT AWAY! SOMEONE HEEEEELP!”

“I know that pitiful scream! That’s Feliciano!” Gilbert said to Ivan and ushered him to follow the scream. As they continued towards the noise they saw Feliciano running away from a demon. The man was quickly scooped up and lifted into the air, still crying at the top of his lungs. “Ivan! We have to get him down! These demons kill and consume flesh!”

‘How ironic!’ Ivan thought to himself. ‘Maybe if I can help save Ludwig’s little lover I will be closer to his good side!’ “Then we best not let it go! But it’s up too high!”

“I got it!” Gilbert said when he spotted a fallen archer some feet away. Ivan watched the man dash for the bow and arrow. Once obtained, Gilbert aimed the arrow at the demon overhead. “When it falls, you kill it and I’ll get Feli away!”

He waited for a clear shot and when the moment came, he let the arrow loose. The weapon shot through the air and hit the creature’s underarm. The monster wailed and thrashed in the air, nearly dropping Feliciano. When he fluttered helplessly to the floor it had dropped Feliciano from its claws. The man wasn’t high enough at the time for the drop to do any damage.

Ivan, seeing as the creature was weakening already, skipped over to it with a bright smile. He followed a few steps behind it, enjoying the sight of its distress and pain. This is what he would have done to the man who had managed to shoot his Gilbert: cause him intense pain and watch him struggle in agony before finally killing him. This random, demonic creature was a good enough substitute for the real thing considering the circumstances. With a dark smirk and aura, he raised the mace high above his head. He could see his reflection in the demon’s yellow eye as it recognized its oncoming demise.

With a childish laugh, Ivan brought the mace down, not one, not twice, but numerous times. He beat the creature’s head until the skull was no longer in tact and its contents spewed further. Some of the black blood speckled Ivan’s pants and tunic but he wasn’t fazed by it. Watching the remnants of a brain trickle out onto the floor made him eerily calm but he was familiar with the feeling. Usually it came after a brutal killing such as this one. He could get used to this world.

“Ivan! Over here!” He heard Gilbert call his name and it snapped him from his bloody trance. Gilbert had Feliciano on his back and came over to him. “He’s been hurt from the demon’s claws! I need to get him to Arthur’s room!”

“Want me to come with you?”

“No. After seeing the way you killed that demon we could use you here. I will join up with you once I get him to safety!” He started to walk away with the wounded man. “If you don’t see me I will most likely be in Arthur’s room! Find me there!”

Ivan watched him leave and was tempted to follow but his urge to kill was rising. Gripping the mace, Ivan rushed off to the sounds of demon shrieks and human screams. He came across one group of guards who had a demon wrapped in ropes, trying to hold it still. The guard attempting to kill it looked frightened and had a hard time trying to pierce its hard skin with his sword. Ivan decided to step in and show off his fearless talents. He pushed past two of the guards and stood in front of the creature. It was only armed with its razor sharp fangs and it snapped its jaws at Ivan’s approach. Someone shouted for him to not get too close but he refused to listen. He smiled up at the beast, staying just a couple of inches out of biting range.

“The sounds you are making are beginning to give me a headache and we can’t have that.” With a swift swing, Ivan’s spiked mace shattered the jaw of the demon, its left half dangling towards the floor. He watched the jaw bone dangle for a moment before smashing the other side of its head. The creature collapsed to the floor and fell still. Ivan smiled sweetly to all the guards who were just staring at him, mouths agape. “It was noisy!” The other men didn’t know what to say but only dropped the ropes they were holding.

“Tsar Ivan! Thank goodness I’ve found you!” Said another guard coming up the way. “I ran into Master Gilbert! The demons are falling back! The sorcerer Arthur has finally had enough time to strengthen the barrier! We are all safe, for the time being.”

“Ah, that is good news! However, I was looking forward to a night of endless bloodshed but I suppose tomorrow is another day!” He laughed happily, which continued to earn him confused and baffled looks. A guard leaned over to whisper to another.

“He belongs in the loony bin.” The violet stare that met with theirs quickly silenced them both.

Gilbert remained in Arthur’s quarters with Feliciano who was sitting on the examination table, shaking like a leaf in a storm. Gilbert had given him a spare cloth to press at the claw wounds around his waist and shoulders. Normally after a fight such as this they all gathered in Arthur’s chambers to regroup and heal. He hoped that guard had gotten the message to Ivan. The door opened and he turned, hoping it was Ivan but instead saw a winded Arthur. Alfred was limping slightly behind him.

“What’s the status?” Gilbert asked.

“They have all be repelled from the castle grounds.” Arthur responded and lowered his hood. “I wasn’t expecting an attack like that…they’ve seemed to have multiplied in number. AGAIN. Why is he here?” He pointed his staff at Feliciano.

“We saved him from a demon. He’s been sliced up from the claws.”

“You’re not going to use the ‘owie’ stuff, are you?” Feliciano whimpered and trembled.

“It’s the best healing salve that I have. Best I treat your wounds now before Ludwig comes barging in like a lunatic.” Arthur shooed Alfred away and the demon went up into his bed, which lay along the rafters. Arthur gathered up his herbal blend of salve bottle and bandages, bringing it over to the bed. “Take off your tunic.” Feliciano did so and he had six claw wounds on his waist, three on each side. They were less prominent on his shoulders so Arthur set to tending to the waist ones first.

“How did this ambush happen?” Gilbert asked. “Do you know?”

“All I know is that they broke through my barrier. We had to fight some of them off before I could strengthen it. We will be safe for now.” He mixed his little brush in bottle of salve and Feliciano started to squirm.

“I’m right here, bud.”

Gilbert said and ruffled Feli’s hair but the motion did little to calm the man. The first spread of the green salve brought forth a scream and a tear from Feliciano’s eye. Gilbert ended up holding him still so Arthur could properly apply it. Alfred alerted them to the door opening and Ludwig stepped inside, followed by Kiku. Arthur paused in his healing to acknowledge them. He had only one of Feliciano’s wounds left to heal but he had to stand in respect.

“What happened to you?” Ludwig asked when he saw Feliciano on the bed. He ignored the others and stormed over to him.

“I…I was…attacked by a demon! It almost carried me away! Luckily, Gilbert and Ivan were there to save me!” Ludwig looked to Gilbert who decided to look away from his brother with an attitude. Ludwig cleared his throat.

“I’m relieved to see that you are safe. Are those claw marks?”

“Yes and I have only one more to heal.” Arthur spread the last bit of salve on the wound and Feliciano bit his lip to keep silent. He did not want to scream and cry in front of Ludwig if he could help it. He knew he had no pain tolerance.

“So where were you, brother, when your lover was being carried all over the castle?” Gilbert questioned him on purpose.

“I was searching for Feliciano, of course.” He glared at Gilbert.

“W-Where did you have to go with Alfred?” Feliciano asked softly while Arthur wrapped the bandages. Gilbert’s eyebrows went up at the mention of Alfred’s name but he wasn’t completely surprised. Ludwig just cleared his throat and Feliciano lowered his shoulders a bit. “I…I told you I saw something in the castle…” Gilbert’s eyes sparkled at Feliciano’s words for they were absolutely brilliant for making Ludwig feel guilty.

“Alfred said he didn’t sense anything so I believed him.” Ludwig pointed out and that was when Kiku joined in.

“None of us did. This attack literally happened out of the blue. They were strong enough to break the barrier that held them off for months. I’m beginning to wonder if someone, or something, is leading them? Or at least making them multiply.”

“But we haven’t ruled out the possibly of the monsters coming from the tear. We have always had monsters but never this multitude of them. The masses have shown up after the tear appeared. And there is still the mystery of Ivan. He fell from the tear as well.”

“Long after the monsters started arriving.” Gilbert defended. “So it has nothing to do with him. I believe he can figure something out…I think he’s a champion.”

“You would.” Ludwig narrowed his glare. “And you think he’s more than that.”

“Oh, what’s this?” Kiku’s interest was sparked and Arthur was curious as well. Gilbert actually felt himself flushing and it bothered him.

“Not the time, Ludwig! You should be comforting your lover who was just attacked and mauled by a demon!” Ludwig knew his brother was right and he carefully scooped Feliciano up in his arms.

“You and I will talk tomorrow. Arthur, I want Alfred to follow Gilbert for the rest of the night.”

“What the fuck, Ludwig!” Gilbert shouted at him.

“Make sure Alfred reports to me the moment Gilbert attempts to see Ivan.”

“Oh, fuck you, Ludwig! And I mean that!”

“We will discuss more tomorrow morning. That is all. Your king has spoken.” Ludwig carried Feliciano out of the room, ignoring all of Gilbert’s curses at his back.

“This is fucking ridiculous! Kiku, you’re on my side, right?” Kiku gulped and started to sweat.

“Um…frankly I’m not so sure…I really don’t have a lot of evidence to go on…please excuse me. I have many things to document on the night’s events.” He bowed and hurried out of the room with Gilbert glaring daggers at him.

“Arthur-“

“Keep me out of it.” Arthur used his magic to start straightening his chambers. “You’d best watch yourself, Gilbert. I wouldn’t put it past Ludwig to not have me cast a chastity spell on you.” Gilbert crossed his arms and smirked.

“A chastity spell, you say? What’s that? Some magic barrier around my ass to block anything from going in it? You’re so full of shit, Arthur.” He said with a scoff and a roll of his eyes. “If that were an actual spell you would have cast on me long ago!” Arthur gave a humorous laugh and Gilbert could even hear Alfred laughing from the shadows as well.

“There is no spell for that. However, this spell would keep you from getting horny and make you unwilling. So, for example,” He smirked. “If I were to cast that spell on you and Ivan forced himself upon you…then that is all Ludwig would need to keep him away from you.”

“Is that what my brother is planning?” Arthur gave a low bow of respect but his face held nothing but mockery.

“Who am I to say what goes on in the king’s pretty little head?” Gilbert stared at him and then spun on his heels to quickly exit the room. “You know your job.” Arthur didn’t bother to look up at Alfred but heard the demon flap his way out of the chambers.

Alfred didn’t expect to have Gilbert disappear from his view so quickly. He narrowed his eyes and tried to pick up his scent. The man was nearby but was probably running in hopes of avoiding him. Alfred rubbed his hands together and began to follow after the scent of Gilbert. He noticed the smell getting stronger and the moment he realized Gilbert was beside him it was too late. The man had grabbed his arms roughly, forcing them behind his back and shoved him into the wall. His wings couldn’t fold in far enough to smack at the other and the foot now on his tail hindered his movements more.

“Surprised you, didn’t I? I know what you’re trying to pull, bitch. I know you’re the one who brought Ludwig to us!” Alfred hissed.

“I’m just doing my fucking job! OW!” Gilbert tightened his hold on Alfred’s wrist.

“As if you give two shits about me! You’re doing this for the fun of it and I’m here to warn you to keep your disgusting demon being away from us. If you weren’t Arthur’s fuck-demon and pet, Ludwig would never allow someone like you to stay here! I wouldn’t hesitate to kill you if the chance came up.”

“Then Arthur would leave the castle and your home will be defenseless. You forget that it is Arthur’s power keeping this place protected.”

“We would find another sorcerer. He is not the only one in the world. And I will be speaking to Ludwig tomorrow and I will see this little ‘spying’ game of yours destroyed.” He let him go and Alfred immediately leapt into the air to be out of reach. He glared at Gilbert and flipped him the bird.

“What is he doing here?” Both set of eyes turned to the sound of Ivan’s voice. Ivan was coming up to them, speckled in demon blood and looking at Alfred suspiciously.

“He was just leaving.” Gilbert said flatly and went to Ivan while Alfred disappeared from sight. “However…I fear we have to cut our night short.” Ivan nodded in agreement.

“Yes. A lot has happened and…I would like to not anger your brother any more than I already have.”

“I will speak to him tomorrow about us. But I would need that to be private, between brothers. So you will not be allowed to accompany me.” Ivan pouted. “However, I think riding out to see the tear would do you good. I’ll make sure Kiku can take you to it tomorrow. The more you understand the better chance you have of REALLY becoming our champion.” Gilbert smiled. “I’m pissed we couldn’t spend more ‘time’ together tonight.”

“We still can. May I walk you to your chambers?” Ivan folded his hands behind his back with the mace planted firmly between them. “Just so I know you got there…safely.” Gilbert smirked and took his hand.

“Protect me from the demons!” He said dramatically and pulled Ivan along with him.

Gilbert knew Alfred was still watching them but he didn’t care. Let the demon run off and tell his brother that they were walking hand in hand. He did not want to give up the evening but considering the battle they just had rest was very much needed. Gilbert rather think that way then have it be because of his brother. It would also be in everyone’s best interest to blow off some steam before confronting one another.

They walked in silence through the castle and headed into the church where Gilbert was greeted by the other clerics. They were all wishing him a safe return and congratulating him on his victories tonight. Gilbert swiftly thanked them and continued on with Ivan, not having to look to know that the clerics were wearing faces of concern. He was, after all, holding hands with another man and heading to his room. Once they were at his door, Gilbert turned around to face Ivan but didn’t let go of his hand.

“I suppose I should thank you for seeing me ‘safely’ home?”

“It was an honor.” Ivan responded. “How strange it is…I am only a few halls away and yet you seem so far.” Gilbert gave him a short raspberry.

“Don’t spew those cheesy words at me. It sounds like bad poetry.” Ivan pouted.

“Then how should I romance you? Like this?” Ivan grabbed the back of Gilbert’s thigh and lifted it so he could press his groin into the other. He rests his fist against the wall beside Gilbert’s head to prevent any means of escape.

“Don’t let anyone see you doing this.” Gilbert smirked and kissed him, resting his arms on Ivan’s shoulders. “We are in a church.”

“So? Let them see what they are missing.” He leaned in to kiss Gilbert’s neck and thrust his hips gently. He felt his arousal growing once again and that was the moment Gilbert pushed him away.

“Alright, that’s enough.”

“Just one more hug?” Ivan hugged him from behind and Gilbert used his ass to bump him in the gut. He laughed.

“No more, Ivan!”

He opened the door to his chamber but Ivan quickly closed it. Gilbert looked over his shoulder at him and pushed the door open once more. Again, Ivan smiled sweetly and closed it. Gilbert gave a little huff and rolled his eyes before letting his free hand slip out to tickle Ivan’s side. Ivan laughed and jerked away, losing his grip on the door. Gilbert took that moment to rush inside but Ivan’s foot managed to block the door from closing. Ivan gave a little ‘ha!’ of victory but Gilbert would not let him win or have the last laugh. Not only did he slam the door into Ivan’s foot again but he also dug his heel into his toes. He himself gave a hearty ‘ha!’ at hearing Ivan’s little whimpers as the foot was removed.

“No more games, Ivan.” Gilbert said, peeking around the door. “This is where I must bid you ‘goodnight’.” Ivan leaned in further.

“Can I have another kiss?” Gilbert answered him with one.

“I’ll see you later.” Gilbert said with a seductive wink and slowly closed the door, locking it shut. Ivan just let his forehead slump against the door. If only his erection would slump.

Inside his room, Gilbert undressed and got into his nightshirt before feeding the fire more wood. Gilbird chirped from his cage and Gilbert went to it, opening the small door to take him out. The yellow bird sat calmly on the top of his hand as Gilbert sat on his bed, giving a sigh. The bird chirped in response to Gilbert’s sigh.

“Oh Gilbird…what have I gotten myself in to?” He asked the little yellow bird who said nothing. “I know it’s going to be a fight tomorrow with my brother…I just know it is.” The bird chirped. “I mean I like Ivan! I do! I just…don’t quite know how to go about it, quite frankly. I think I know…I think I’m doing a good enough job already. But how the hell do you defend a taboo relationship?” Gilbird tilted his head. “And that stupid spell of Arthur’s…gods above I may just kill myself if I could never be horny again. What point would there be to life?” He pet the bird’s feathers. “It must be nice to be a pet bird. You get fed and watered every day…you’re always kept safe and you have no worries or cares.”

“Cheeep?” Cheeped Gilbird and he hopped up to Gilbert’s forearm.

“But that has to be boring to some degree. I won’t let this get me down! I’ll take the bull by the horns and tell my brother off! I am a grown man and I can do what I want! If I want to fuck Ivan I will! I’ll get my way, Gilbird! You’ll see! And then everyone will recognize just how super awesome I am and boy, will they be jealous! I’ll find a way! That’s how smart I am!” He boasted and kissed the bird’s head, bringing it back to the cage. “Thanks for being a captive audience, my little friend. No pun intended.

“Cheeeep.” Gilbert went over to his bed and blew out the candle.

“Tomorrow is another day!” So without doubt or fear, Gilbert rolled over in his covers and fell asleep smiling.

End Chapter 7 TBC

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