*Note: Laurali is Gilbert's twin as is built more like Ludwig.*
Laurali Beilschmidt broke the door as she kicked it open.
"Alfred! I swear to everyzhing holy und unholy if jou're hiding jourself avay for a stupid reason again...!" The Toltarian then descended into a bunch of angry German yelling.
The American looked at the raging Germanic woman with surprised, teary eyes as she paced aggressively, still shouting in angry German. His red-rimmed blue eyes followed her movements. If she was mad enough to completely forget English then that wasn't a good thing.
Finally her eyes brushed his gaze. Toltaria did a double take and froze.
"Alfred, are you... crying?" She asked, looking more and more guilty by the second.
She sighed and walked over to him, plopping heavily onto the floor in front of him. Her slightly calloused hands found his cheeks as she wiped away his tears with her thumbs.
"Did I make jou cry?" She whispered, not meeting his eyes.
"N-no. It wasn't you." He said quietly, leaning into her touch slightly and averting his gaze when her eyes snapped up.
"Zhen who do I have to kill?" Her voice raise to a shout again. "Zhat dumbkoft vill not zee zhe light over anozher day!"
America chuckled slightly at his friend's voice. Sometimes her German accent wasn't very noticable and other times it was so thick that everyone but her brothers had trouble understanding her.
"It was just Arthur...... calling me fat again." Laurali sat there frozen for about thirty seconds, just staring over Alfred's shoulder.
"Vell zhen I guess I'm going to kill him." She said suddenly, jumping up.
"Ack! No! Don't do that!" Alfred yelped, grabbing her arm and pulling her back down.
The Toltarian struggled for a bit before the American pulled her into his lap and wrapped his arms tightly around her waist. His face nuzzled into the crook of her neck and stayed there, tears dripping onto her warm skin.
She stopped fighting and held still.
"Alfie..." She trailed off, lifting a hand to run through his hair. "Talk to me liebe."
He pulled away and let her twist around in his arms. He shook his head.
"Alright, zhen let's go over to my house und play some video games, ja?" Laurali murmured against his forehead.
Alfred nodded and wiped away some of his tears while Laurali gently kissed away the rest. He smiled and laughed slightly.
Even though she had her moments of being completely over the top at times, he really did love his girlfriend.
Laurali smiled at his smile and in one fluid motion, stood up with America cradled in her arms.
"L-laural! P-put me down! I'm too heavy! You're going to hurt yourself dudette!" He exclaimed, trying to get out of her strong arms.
"Nonsense." The tall brunette snorted, shifting him so he was a bit more comfortable. "Jou're lighter zhen a feazher to me. Zhey say zhat zhe heart is a muscle und, vizh how much I love jou vizh all of zhat said muscle, I could hold jou forever."
Alfred blushed a bit, feeling slightly embarrassed from being held bridal style. He buried his face into her neck again to hide his red cheeks.
The large Toltarian chuckled and calmly walked out the door and started walking down the street. About halfway to her house the bad touch trio were sitting on Antonio's front porch and saw them.
"Mein godt frau!" Gilbert exclaimed, slightly gawing at his twin. "I knew zhat mein twin vas awesomely strong but not zhat she vas strong enough to pick up Alfred."
The albino let out a short burst of laughter, not noticing, his twin's unamused glare.
"I didn't zhink zhat anyone could be awesomely strong enough to pick zhat fatty up." He was still howling in laughter.
"I am a bit more taken vith ze fact zat America is being carried like a damsel in distress." Francis laughed slightly.
At the point Alfred tried to coax Laurali into leaving, to avoid further hurt and humiliation, as well as a possible fight.
"C'mon amigos!" Antonio suddenly piped up. "Let the two of them alone. The chica is clearly trying to cheer him up. And he was clearly upset before you even opened you ignorant mouths."
The corner of Laurali's mouth twitched up slightly. She and Toni nodded to each other.
"You know something Gil, Francis?" Her brown and blue eyes swept them both into attention. "Maybe I could do better......"
Alfred felt his heart sink and the other three males look bewildered.
"Like maybe doing this."
With that the muscular female shifted Alfred so that she was holding him with her non-dominant arm. With her now free hand she flipped off the Prussian and the Frenchman that had been antagonizing her boyfriend.
That sent the Spaniard into fits of laughter while the other two were still shell shocked and now slightly pouting. America's face went redder and he hid it in his hands. Toltaria let out a small, breath laugh and starting walking again.
Alfred didn't remove his hands from his face the rest of the way to his girlfriends house. And Laurali kept holding him with her left arm.
Once they were inside and the door was shut behind them she shifted him around so that his legs were wrapped around her waist and she was holding more like a mother would a scarred child.
Laurali walked back to her room and carefully laid Alfred on his back on her bed. He squirmed a bit trying to figure out what she was doing. She answered his question by climb onto the bed beside him and curling around him.
She started pressing sweet, loving kisses up and down his neck and on his shoulders and collar bone. Alfred whined a squirmed under the feeling, making her chuckle.
"Ich liebe dich." She whispered in his ear.
Carefully she sat up and began tugging his shirt off. At first the American made a noise of complaint and refused but after seeing the pure affection in her eyes allowed her to expose his slightly tubby torso.
The Toltarian gently ran her hands over his chest, stomach, and sides, feeling how solid or soft he was. Her fingers curled sometimes, lightly making indents in his flesh that filled out as soon as the pressure was gone.
Alfred turned his head to the side and covered his face with one hand. Small tears were escaping his eyes and he kept biting his lip to keep from sobbing.
She could see how imperfect he was now. She could see that what everyone kept saying was true. Now she would leave him for someone better, someone who was more like her. Laurali, like her brothers, was 1,000% percent pure muscle. She was the exact opposite of chubby guys like him.
Laurali noticed Alfred's hiding crying and her heart broke slightly. Suddenly an idea came to her. She lowered her head down and placed her lips again the soft, warm skin of his stomach.
He moved his hand to give her and weird look. She took in a big breath and started blowing raspberries on his stomach.
The sensation sent him laughing. After a while of that Toltaria relented, laughing herself as America tried to catch his breath while a large smile.
"I told jou zhat I love jou, mein liebe." She said, rubbing the tip of her nose against his.
"I love you too, Laurals." He replied. "Thank you for making me feel better."
(Hope that was alright ^^)
