Overtime - rusger fic

Overtime- part 7

"So, basically. We can't stay here any longer. I know it seems sudden but there isn't any way around it."

Germany narrowed his eyes. He folded his arms and leaned back in the chair. The country's low and gravelly voice did nothing to intimidate him.

"Why so ? And where are we going ?"

"I can't tell you."

"Why not ?"

There was a small pause from the other country, before a heavy sigh was heard. Russ gave up on reasoning with him, knowing that he shouldn't even be allowing Ger to backchat, and decided force would be less frustrating than being nice. Germany grumbled as he was yanked up and pushed into the limo. Russia getting in after him. They had been living together for months now but Ger was just as stubborn. And Russia just couldn't understand why.

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(a few hours earlier ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶ )

"You can't keep this from him forever. He'll find out eventually, with or without my help."
Ukraine glared at him. Arms folded as he leant against the wall.

"He's determined. You know that. And no matter how many lies you shove down his throat he'll find a way to get around it. With or without my help."

Russia growled. He was always violent and aggressive towards his siblings, especially Ukraine. Everything about them made his blood boil. And he would've killed them if they weren't family.

"I told you to stay away from him."

"And I did. Haven't talked to him at all. But I don't have to."
He hissed.

The Russian easily towered over him. Even making eye contact frightened Ukraine, but he couldn't back out now.

"Wonderful. And you'll keep doing that until this is over."

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Germany growled and turned over in the bed. Did those idiots really think he couldn't hear them ? They really were duller than they looked.
He had no idea what Russia planned on doing with him. But from the conversations he heard downstairs it didn't make it seem good. 
The arguing escalated and escalated, until the sounds of plates breaking, people being thrown around the room and yelling was all Germany could hear. Eventually, it died down to where Russia was telling the guards to move Ukraines body into the infirmary.

But this wasn't anything new.

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Russia stretched out and started making his way upstairs. Quickly stepping past the pools off blood and broken glass shards over the floor. His siblings were frustrating, but at least he had Germany to come back to now.

He opened the door to see Germany sitting up, leaning back on his hands with a cold look on his face. Those perfect legs enticed him to come closer. And his cold chocolate eyes only made him more excited.

"What's with the long face ?"

He came closer, admiring every inch of his flawless body.

"Bastard. What was that all about ? I swear you nearly killed him."

"He'll be fine. He deserved it."

He grumbled and laid down beside him. Tiredly wrapping an arm around his waist.

"You're disgusting."

Russ chuckled and ran his hands down his thighs. Making the smaller squeak and flush red. He really was too cute.

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The ride lasted hours. And Germany had no idea where they were going.
Russia distracted him with flirting and random touches, and it worked for the most part.

The new house was strange. It looked almost the same as the old mansion but smaller, and the air was different. Still dry and smoggy, but he found himself choking on it more despite being used to the taste of pollution.

With Russia's arm still around his shoulder, he stepped out the car and looked around. Surprised to see Belarus carrying her half dead brother into the house.  Ukraine really did look like a mess. His blue hair was encrusted with blood, his eyes were grey and he was covered head to toe in bruises and stab wounds. Poor guy.

Russia took his attention off his brother with a kiss on the cheek. Making him grumble and shove him away, cheeks red as they walked inside.

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They unpacked, had dinner and went to bed. But Germany didn't get much sleep. He was still thinking about Ukraine, why he was beaten so ruthlessly and why they were all bought here in the first place.

Maybe he should ask him. While Russia was at work. It couldn't hurt and Russ was usually out for hours at a time. A perfect time to get answers.

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I'm so sorry for the wait on this chapter. I was quite busy despite it being school break. I did try to make this chapter longer but I have trouble moving from scene to scene and I always have to leave on a cliffhanger.

The next chapter will be out soon.

Thankyou for reading !