Blood_Viper

America is in Prussia's debt after the Revolution. Decades later at the end of WWII, Prussia finally asks Alfred for his favor. To protect Germany.

MAJOR TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of beating and rape/rough sex
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It was finally over, the American Revolution had finally come to a close. Alfred watched as the red coats walked single file from Yorktown, two nations beside him: France and Prussia. The two elder nations smirked as they saw Britain snarl at them, each wrapping an arm around the younger.

"I will go write Spain, 'e must know ze war is over," France waved them off as he winked, "let us celebrate at ze tavern tonight!"

"Sounds nice, France! I'll be there!" Alfred screamed as he waved back. He then took a deep breath and looked to the field filled with corpses. He began to tally them on a piece of parchment, noting that Prussia was doing the same.

"Vell kid, jou did it. Jou're free, so vhat now?" Prussia asked as the duo began counting the fatalities. Alfred paused, he hadn't thought that through just yet. Prussia laughed at the clueless look in Alfred's face, "I guess my awesome self vill help jou,"

"Really?!" America yelped. Prussia once again laughed.

"Kesesese~ Of course! Mein awesome self can't let jou fail so soon!" Prussia slapped his back as the duo began counting corpses.

Prussia stayed with America throughout the entire process, making sure he helped him learn about all the diplomatic nation stuff he would have to prepare for his first world meeting. When all was said and done, Prussia was always there to help his awesome bro.

Fast forward to World War II, and Alfred is at the negotiating table with the Allies and Axis. Russia, or he would often correct, Soviet Union, began reading the terms.

"Due to their change of heart mid conflict, it has been agreed that only Northern Italy may stay in the nation. Southern Italy will be housed with America temporarily," Lovino sighed in relief. He know that America was the kindest of the allies. His camps were the nicest out of everyone else's, "Eastern Germany will become a puppet state to the Soviet Union, as well as most lands it had conquered in the pursuit of Nazi Germany,"

"What about western Germany?" Italy asked, looking to his ally.

"Western Germany will be split among France, Britain, and America. It will be between them whom houses Western Germany,"

"VHAT?!" both Prussia and Germany yelled. They didn't want to be separated and Alfred could clearly see how Germany clung to Prussia.

"I did not stutter, da? You two have proven too dangerous together, thus you will be separated. Now," Russia grabbed Prussia, "if that will be all, I must take my new servant home,"

Alfred immediately got in his way, slamming his hand in front of him.

"Now, wait a fucking minute you commie ass. You could at least let Gilbert bid his family off. Even an icy prick like you must have a heart," Ivan chuckled.

"Listen here you capitalist pig, I don't have time," Ivan went to push by, but Alfred held firm and didn't budge.

"Then make time, or my fist will,"  Ivan chuckled again and licked his lips.

"You're so cute when you try to be intimidating," the entire room felt cold as the two stared at each other. Japan felt his entire body quake and the Italies hid behind Germany. China and Canada both shivered and France put Britain in a death grip. Alfred growled and stomped his boot on the ground, affirming he wasn't going to move.

"And you're going to look so cute when I shove my freedom foot up your commie ass! Now, let Prussia say goodbye, or else," Russia kept his cold glare trained on Prussia as he let go of the now completely abolished nation.

"You have five minutes, make them work," he pointed to the group. Prussia nodded and went over to the other members of the Axis, each giving them a handshake. He took Germany into his arms as the younger began to shake.

"It vill be ok, Luddy. America vill take care of jou," he kissed his temple before walking over to America. He put his arms around the golden blonde and tightly squeezed him, "protect him vhile I'm gone, Alfred. Jou're the only von I can trust anymore," with those words, he was dragged away.

Japan was excused, seeing as though his negotiations were more a personal matter with America and China. Italy hugged his brother before leaving, tears down his cheeks.

"Now that all that mess is over, we must discuss who gets Germany," Britain chuckled.

"I zink I should get 'im! 'e did destroy a lot of my country after all!"

"Like bloody hell you get him! I deserve someone to take out my anger on! And considering he's the bloody cause of all my stress, he'll be perfect!" As Britain went to grab Germany, Alfred snatched his wrist.

"Wait a minute old man, you ain't taking shit,"

"I BEG YOUR PARDON?!"

"Both you and France have extreme damage done to your nation on a physical scale. My damage is mostly financial. I'm taking Germany so this way you two can focus on your nations," he looked to the blonde and smiled, "Lovino, Ludwig, wait outside please," the two nodded and got up, leaving the room.

"Why must you 'ave 'im?! Zat is not fair!"

"This whole second war could've been delayed, if not fully prevented, if you two pinheads didn't put the German Guilt Clause in the treaty during the First World War! You two obviously let anger cloud your judgement far too often! Germany is the youngest nation here and I'll be damned if I let two old farts like you bully him into suicide!" Alfred swiftly stormed out.

Germany didn't speak most of the flight, leaving much conversation to take place between America and South Italy. The two happily talked about food and interest, Germany only getting bits and pieces of the conversation. Alfred tried to get him involved, but Ludwig remained silent.

After getting them settled in their rooms, it was time Alfred introduced them to his states. They were very forgiving to them, even Hawaii, who still had scarring all over her body and arms. Germany broke down when he saw here, feeling his guilt grow. But, Hawaii just hugged him and gave him a flower crown.

Germany rarely went out for a few months, but when Alfred had invited him to go drinking, he politely agreed. Germany enjoyed his beer as America talked about all the great things happening right now. The new music, entertainment, celebrities, and inventions were flying from his tongue.

Their peaceful night of fun went South after a fight broke out. Alfred was the first to stand up and get in between the two.

"What the hell is wrong with you man?!" he yelped.

"That man is a Nazi!" the citizen pointed to a clearly frightened young adult.

"I'm German, not a Nazi! There's a difference!" he defended.

"All Germans are Nazis!" The intolerant man began to spew more hate. Alfred noticed Ludwig begin to tear up, making the elder blonde snap.

"DUDE THATS ENOUGH!!! NOT ALL GERMANS ARE BAD PEOPLE!!! YOU CANT CLASSIFY AN ENTIRE NATION BY ITS HISTORY OR ELSE ALL NATIONS WOULD BE BAD PEOPLE!!! EVERYONE HAS THEIR OWN PERSONAL BELIEFS SO LET IT GO!!!"

Ludwig noticed how the man got angrier and swung at Alfred, landing a solid blow to his eye. Alfred's glasses flew from his face and the entire bar fell into silence. Ludwig was up in an instant, picking up Alfred's glasses and softly holding Alfred's arms.

"Are jou alright, Alfred?" he asked as he helped him up.

"Yea, I'm good Ludwig. Don't worry about it," Germany noticed Alfred's eye beginning to swell.

"Jour eyes is svelling, jou need un ice pack,"

Ludwig too care of Alfred's black eye while the entire bar witnessed a German take care of an American.

Alfre constantly defended Germany and his people, making him feel right at home. He found Alfred to be a great person to talk to, about anything. Alfred was a great listener and gave amazing advice.

But that didn't last forever.

The following few decades would prove hard as the Cold War took effect. Alfred would often overwork himself, falling asleep at his desk every night. Lovino cooked while Ludwig cleaned, so it's not like Alfred had any chores that could distract him.

Everything changed when one night, Alfred went missing. Ludwig had begun to flip his shit, scared for his new friend. When Alfred returned to the house a week later, limping and bleeding, Ludwig was the first person to run to him. He sealed all Alfred's wounds and got him settled.

"Vhat did jou do, Alfred?"

"I finally got that commie to let you see your brother," Alfred smiled softly and tried to adjust himself, but pain shot up his spine.

"Alfred, how did jou manage that?"

"It's not important,"

"Ja, it is. Vhat did jou do?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine now and that's all that matters,"

"Alfred!"

"I just let him whip me around a little, it's fine," Alfred smiled, hiding the more shameful deed he had done.

When Ludwig saw his brother again, it was under the supervision of the two superpowers. Ludwig noticed how Ivan kept licking his lips as he stole glances at Alfred. The young superpower had still been walking with a small limp, making Ludwig worry.

The meeting went fine and the two superpowers were conversing quietly. Ludwig was only able to catch some of the words.

You know what to do...they see each other...my little toy...

It confused him, but he didn't want to aggravate Alfred anymore than he already looked. On the plane back, Alfred smiled painfully.

"Let me know if you ever wanna see your bro again,"

Ludwig didn't like that he could see the pain in his eyes. He really wanted to know what Russia did to his new friend.

His curiosity finally got the better of him when he really had the urge to talk to his brother. So, he went up to America, who was at his desk.

"Alfred," the older blonde looked up with a soft smile.

"Yea, Ludwig?"

"I vish to see mein bruder," Alfred's smile faltered, making Ludwig falter as well, "vhat's vrong?!"

"Nothing, I'm totally cool!"

"Nein, jou are lying! Vhat did jou do vith Soviet Union?!"

"It was nothing I couldn't handle, a hero never gives up so easily,"

"Vhat did he do to hurt jou?! I vant to know!"

"I promise Ludwig, it's-"

"NEIN!!! JOU HURT EVERYTIME JOU GET DONE VITH HIM!!! IF HE IS HURTING JOU I VANT TO KNOW NOW!!!" Germany noticed how his yelling caused Alfred to jump.

"Ludwig, please, stop talking about it. It's ok," Alfred began to shake, causing Ludwig to completely stop.

"He raped jou, didn't he?" Alfred was quiet for a moment before he shook his head.

"No, it wasn't rape. I consented to it,"

"Consent doesn't matter if jou didn't really vant it," Ludwig knelt in between Alfred's legs and took his hands, "Alfred, did Soviet rape jou?" Alfred remained silent for a minute.

"He wouldn't take any other things I offered. It had to be my body or nothing," he smiled, "but as long as he relieves his stress, he doesn't take it out of his puppet states. So, it's a win for everyone!"

"Everyvon except jou," Ludwig dragged Alfred to the floor, hugging him, "jou have been protecting me all these decades. I vill do the same for jou,"

It was only a few more minutes before Alfred began to cry.

"I've just been so tired, it's about to by 1991 and we are still at war. I'm just so fucking tired now, Ludwig,"

"Rest Alfred, I'll protect jou," Alfred sniffled as he fell asleep in Germany's muscular arms.

From that day on, Germany accompanied America as muscle to meetings. Anytime Russia got close to America, he shut the frozen nation down. He wouldn't let his friend be in anymore pain.

The following year, the Berlin Wall fell. Alfred was there to make sure Ludwig found his brother. The three nations went back to Germany's old estate, drinking beer and telling jokes.

When America fell asleep, Germany told Prussia everything that Russia had done. It left the albino angry and resentful. He went back to Ivan's that night and beat the ever loving shit out of him.

The next month came the fall of the Soviet Union, and Prussia was celebrating with America. They clinked their beers together before looking at the tv.

"Danke Alfred, for taking care of Ludwig. Jou are truly mein best friend," Alfred giggled softly before Prussia started again, "I know the sacrifices jou made for us to see each other. I beat him up for it. The awesome Prussia vill never allow his bestie to be violated," he hugged America's curvy body tightly.

Alfred smiled softly and hugged him back, nuzzling his squishy chest for warmth. His eyes began to flutter as Prussia's warmth carried over to him. Prussia's arms just wrapped around him tighter, protecting him. He wouldn't let Ivan go anywhere near his pure, little Alfred again.

"Anything for a friend," Alfred whispered.

The two fell asleep.