Germany X Kidnapped! Reader

Germany had been trying to train you how to fight back for a year. But you still never fought back against people. He always had to rescue you, and he was getting fed up.

"(Y/N), what are you going to do if someone kidnaps you? Bake them cookies?! You need to toughen up!" Germany shouted at (Y/N) as she stared at him with embarrassment.

(Y/N) fidgeted, looking to the side.

Japan and Italy watched. Japan looked disappointed, and Italy was smiling like he usually did.

"Well?!" Germany asked.

"Maybe I could give them poisoned cookies.." (Y/N) mumbled.

"And how would you get the poison?! What if there's no poison around?!"

"Uh..." (Y/N) trailed off, looking awkward.

"Ve~! We-a should just make-a pasta, not war!" Italy said, jumping around.

Germany glared at Italy, "That's not going to work, Italy!"

Italy said, "It works for-a me!"

Germany glared at Italy, and Italy got the message.

"(Y/N), let's get some pasta~!" Italy grabbed your arm and started dragging you away before you could say anything.

You heard Germany shout, "(Y/N), if you ever are in danger, I'm not saving you! I'm tired of constantly having to save you! It's annoying!"

You felt sad when he said that. The truth is, you loved it when he rescued you. He was so cold and mean all the time, but you knew he cared whenever he saved you.. But obviously you were wrong. He probably only saves you because Japan and Italy are your friends.

You forced a smile as Italy dragged you to an Italian restaurant.

Time Skip:

You and Italy were almost at the restaurant, when a white van pulled up next to you.

You and Italy looked at each other, you being scared, and Italy being oblivious.

"Italy, we need to run!" You shouted, beginning to run.

"Why? Ve~!" He asked as a man in a ski mask started approaching him.

"Look!" You screamed, pointing at the man behind him.

Italy turned around, and asked the suspicious man, "Oh, do you-a want some-a pasta too?"

The man froze in confusion, but then knocked Italy out with a cloth that had some drug on it.

The man threw Italy into the car, and you began running towards them.

"ITALY, NOOOOOOO!" You screamed before trying to fight the kidnapper.

You were unable to, however, and the creeper knocked you out as well.

Time Skip:

"(Y/N), (Y/N)! Wake up!" Italy's screams woke you up.

You groggily asked, "Where are we?"

Italy cried, saying, "We're in-a some weirdo killer's basement! There's-a dead bodies and blood everywhere-a! I'm-a scared!"

You looked at your surroundings, and sure enough, there was blood and corpses. Some of the corpses looked fresh, while others looked like they were rotting.

You started crying, you couldn't get out because you and Italy were chained to the wall.

"It'll be fine, (Y/N)! I'm sure-a Germany will-a save us!" Italy said, trying to be positive.

"But Germany told me he would never rescue me again!" You sobbed, and Italy became scared once again.

"OH, NO! WE'RE GOING TO DIE IN HERE! NOBODY'S GOING TO FIND US! WE'RE GOING TO DIE!" Italy started screaming, which made you cry even harder.

You started screaming for help, while Italy repeatedly said, "I-A DON'T WANT TO DIE! I'LL-A MAKE YOU SOME PASTA IF YOU DON'T-A KILL US!"

Just then, the basement door opened, and the killer started walking down the stairs.

You froze in fear, while Italy continued bargaining with the killer.

When the man reached the bottom of the stairs, you had to fight back laughter.

The killer was only wearing whitey tightys, a toast with holes for his eyes, nose, and mouth on his face, was overweight, and holding a butter knife.

Italy was even more terrified, and he began screaming.

"Shut up!" The killer said, holding the butter knife up to Italy's neck.

You couldn't help but start laughing. You tried to stop, but this whole situation was ridiculous!

The killer turned to you, then walked up to you.

"I'm going to use your blood to butter my toast. And you're first!" He said in a threatening voice, which made it even funnier.

"I'll be honest, that would be a funny death! People are going to look back at this and laugh!" You said, your stomach hurting from laughter.

The man growled.

"We'll see about that.. It's not going to be funny when I drag another friend's corpse down here.."

You stopped laughing immediately, tears streaming down your face.

"Please! Don't! I'm sorry!" You shouted, but he didn't say anything as he walked out of the basement.

Germany's Perspective:

"Where the Hell are they?" I asked myself.

I had checked every Italian restaurant, checked Italy's house, then (Y/N)'s.

It was nighttime at this point, and I was becoming scared and worried for them.

I felt bad for telling (Y/N) that I would never save her again, and that it was annoying having to save her constantly.

Sure, I want her to be able to defend herself if I'm not around, but I actually love saving her. She always looks at me with adoration and a beautiful smile. Whenever she thanks me, my heart melts.

And I just ruined that.

What if someone kidnapped her and Italy, and she thinks I'm not going to save her? What if she dies believing I thought saving her was annoying?

I got a text on my phone from (Y/N), which read: Help! Italy and I are in some strange guy's house!

My eyes widened.

I texted back, "Where are you?!'

She sent the address, and I smiled.

"Good job, (Y/N)! I'm glad you managed to find the address!"

"Thanks! Please help! He's going to kill us!"

"I'll get there as fast as possible! Just fight back with all your strength, okay?!"

"I can't."

I was perplexed by this, and asked, "Why?"

"Because my hands are chained up!"

That's when I realized that this wasn't (Y/N), it was whoever kidnapped her and Italy.

I played dumb, saying, "Okay, I'm on my way!"

The last message sent was, "My hero!"

I gagged.

Back to Italy and (Y/N):

The killer came down to the basement, holding wire.

"Your friend is on his way!" He said evilly.

"Who?!" You asked, feeling scared for your friend.

"One of your contacts called, 'Hot Muscular German Crush'!"

Your eyes widened, and you cried out, "No, please, don't hurt him! Just kill me and let my friend and crush go!"

He laughed, and said, "It's too late! He'll be here any minute now!"

He put a sock in your and Italy's mouth before putting tape over it.

He laughed, then hid behind the basement stairs.

"(Y/N)?! Feli?!" You heard Germany shout as he rushed down the stairs to the two of you.

You tried to tell him to watch out, but you were obviously muffled.

The killer crept up behind Germany, and put the wire around his neck. He started strangling him, but...

Germany broke the wire with his mind, like the time he broke that spoon.

"What the-?!" The killer was interrupted by Germany punching him.

The killer fell to the ground, unconscious.

Germany then tied his hands and legs together, and sighed.

He was annoyed that you and Italy almost died at the hands of this weirdo. He also felt bad that you would have died the most embarrassing death.

He removed the tape from your and Italy's mouths, and you both spat the socks out.

"Yuck!" You said, still tasting the man's sock in your mouth.

"Let's go." Germany said as the two of you made your way to the stairs.

You both noticed that Italy wasn't going up the stairs.

"Italy, what's wrong?" You asked as he trembled.

"What if his-a friends are-a up there and they-a kill us all?!"

Germany looked at the killer, then looked back at Italy, "No, this guy definitely has no friends."

"How-a would you-a know?!"

"JUST LOOK AT HIM, ITALY!" Germany yelled, and Italy finally looked relieved.

The three of you got out of the house, then Germany called the po on the killer's ass.

After the weirdo got arrested, and blah, blah, blah, you and the other two walked back to Italy's house to have pasta.

"I'll-a cook the-a pasta!" Italy said before running into his kitchen.

You and Germany were left alone, staring awkwardly at each other.

"Uh.. Why did you save me? Is it only because you wanted to save Italy?.." You asked, looking to the side.

"Nein! I wanted to save you and Italy!" Germany said, and this made you confused.

"...But I thought it was annoying for you to constantly save me.."

"I was lying! I actually love saving you, I love how you smile and thank me afterwards! I do want you to be able to defend yourself when I'm not there, then again.." Germany trailed off.

"Then again what?" You leaned closer to him, and he blushed.

"If I was with you all the time, then you wouldn't need to worry about defending yourself, because I'd be there to fight off the threat.." Germany scratched the back of his head.

You couldn't help yourself, you blurted out, "I love you, Ludwig! I want you to always be by my side!" You called Germany by his human name, which you rarely did. You called him by his country name most of the time, because you didn't know if he'd be okay with it or not.

You blushed, and almost ran away in embarrassment, like you usually do in embarrassing situations.

But Germany pulled you into an embrace, saying with a smile, "Ich liebe Dich, (Y/N)!"

The two of you shared a kiss, and, when Germany pulled away, he had a smirk.

He picked you up and placed you over his shoulder.

"L-Ludwig?! What are you doing?!" You asked, blushing furiously.

"I think you already know, (Y/N)." Germany replied in an alluring tone.

You allowed yourself to relax, you wouldn't mind at all making love to Germany.

"What are you-a doing?" Italy asked as Germany started walking upstairs.

"We need to use your guestroom, Italy." Germany replied.

"Are we-a having a sleepover?! Yay~! I'm-a so excited~! Ve~!" Italy cheered excitedly.

"Uh, yeah, something like that.." You replied awkwardly.

The two of you went into the guestroom to get spicy~.

Meanwhile, Italy:

I heard banging and (Y/N) and Germany making weird noises in my guest room.

"What's-a going on up there-a?" I asked, making my way up to the room.

I heard (Y/N) giggling, and I realized that they were having fun without me!

"Germany, why are you-a having fun without me-a?!" I asked, feeling sad.

The banging stopped, then Germany shouted, "(Y/N) AND I ARE HAVING A NICE, ROMANTIC TIME! NOW GO BACK TO MAKING PASTA!"

"Okay~! Ve~!" I said, running back down to the kitchen.

Maybe they're watching a rom-com? Germany's probably punching the wall, since he hates rom-coms! And (Y/N) is probably giggling at the sight of Germany losing it!

Yeah, that's it! Ve~!

I finished making the pasta, but they didn't come down to eat it. They only watched the rom-com all night. I wanted to join since they seemed like they were having fun, but I didn't want to ruin their romantic moment!

Oh well, we can always watch a rom-com together some other time! And Japan can join, too!

Ve~!

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