Ludwig walked in and glared at Raven before speaking. "Gilbert..." He went to the bedside and ran a hand through silver hair. "I have come with news. I no longer think its...appropriate for you to live with me due to my feelings for you..I've arranged for Ivan to take you for a while." Gilbert's heart rate accelerated as Ludwig left without listening to any complaints. "L-Ludwig! Dont!" he cried. He hate Ivan, he didn't want to go live with him.

She frowned, knowing the dislike between the two men her present leader considered her brothers. "Gil.... I know you don't like Ivan... if you want to stay with me when you get out of this place, I won't mind... My house is large, and, yo wouldn't really have to see me unless you wanted to.... And you wouldn't be with Ivan..."

Gilbert glared and ripped out ever IV and needle. "That's it!" He stormed out of the room and found Ludwig, grabbing him and slamming him against the wall, managing to pop several stitches in his chest in the process which made his robe turn red with blood. "Listen to me! You can NOT kick me out all because of something like that!"

Raven knew this would only end badly. Prussia was surely gonna kill himself.

Gilbert saw the other man's German temper flare and was almost afraid. Ludwig wasn't a little child anymore. He could easily defeat a weakling like Prussia. Germany looked down at the blood and his temper went away instantly, replaced by loving worry. "Gilbert.." He muttered and picked him up like some sort of baby, cradling him until they were back in his room. He laid Gilbert on the bed and crawled over him, leaning down and barely kissing his cheek. "Now, calm down bruder." He hummed and hit the button behind them that would call the nurse. He got off of the bed and pet Gilbert's hair to calm him. "I love you Prussia. Please be careful with yourself." Gilbert tried to speak, but Ludwig but a finger to his lips. "Shhh..it's ok. Just rest until they make you all better."

((... Do you just want to start a LudwigxGil rp?))

((I dunno.))

((Mainly because all this illogical is murdering me))

((uh. Ok.))

((And this seems like your trying to hint at them getting together in this... I think. The illogical is the fact Gil is even standing. that surgery would leave you so weak you could barely function for at least 12 hours.... -dies- Sorry... I like logic))

((my brains dying of deprivation.. Therefore my logic is screwed.))

((ja, I figured))

((meehh...deprived...))

((-pet- I can't really tell where you want to go with this...))

((I dunno.))

((I am majorly coonfused at this point))

((my brain is about to explode.))

((Yeah, that's how I felt about this whole thing last night))

((meh. Drop it?))

((THe entire rp or the Prussia Germany Raven thing?))

((idk.))

((i see...))

((ugh..my freakin brain hurts...))