"You tried to rape him for your own benefit! Families don't do that to each other"

France crossed his arms. "I wanted him! He owes me!"

"He owes you nothing you piece of crap! He was raised, by Austria! Not by you! You had bullied him. If he owes anything to anyone, it is Roderich, not you."

France started yelling. "No! I helped him mature! Austria did nothing but baby him!"

"Roderich treated him with respect though you frog!!" He glared at the Frenchman. "He deserves better than someone like you as a brother if you just want to abuse him."

"It's not abuse. He would've liked it. I could make him feel good." He said with annoyance.

"He doesn't even like you in that way. You would've taken something from him he would've wanted to give to me you ass."

France smirked. "Why would he want you to have it? I'm sexier, more beautiful, much more romantic." he argued.

"Because he loves me. He's always, always loved me... And I've always loved him"

France started cackling. "Ha! Idiot! He doesn't love you. He loves men who can cook for him and please him. When was the last time you banged him?" He truly belived himself.

"Mine and Italy's sex life is none of your concern. Enjoy your imprisonment." Ludwig walked out of the room

France yelled before he could leave. "If you can't please him, he'll leave you Ludwig!"

Ludwig raked his fingers through his hair. He was past all this bullshit and he went to Italy, still thinking about what France had said.

Italy saw the look on Germany's face and frowned. "Were they being impossible as always?" He asked.

"No... Not really..." He made a slight face. "I don't... I don't want to let this bother me..." He looked at Italy, slightly embarrassed. "If... If I couldn't please you... like, in bed... would you leave me?"

Italy turned red all up to his ears. "Eepp...." He made a weird squeaking noise. "Where in the seven levels of hell would you get a notion like that?!" He demanded, already having an idea. "Damned frog. No, Germany. I would never leave you. I love you...I want to stay with you for forever just you and me ok?" He sighed and hugged the man. "I'm not that shallow."

Ludwig hugged him back. "Right... Sorry for even thinking that..." He sighed and kissed Italy's cheek. "Guess he managed to just get under my skin..."

Italy laughed. "France is a loser." He pushed Germany tightly against the wall. "Besides. You do please me in bed."

"Oh do I now?" He raised an eyebrow, slipping his arms around Italy's waist.

Italy moved his lips close to Germany's ear. "Very much."

"Mm, I'm glad then my love" he kissed the side of Italy's head.

Italy hummed slightly, resting his head on Germany's neck. "France is just jealous because we have each other and he has no one."

"I don't see him ever having anyone at the rate he is going..."

"Yeah. Like i said...loser."

"He's such a pain.."