In Love With The Enemy (Private with Miharu-Chan)

Post WWII


Alfred F. Jones' eyes were shut as the Allies discussed which part of Ludwig they were going to control. Alfred rest his head against the table and listened. His Boss was all about keeping the peace, so if a country wanted something, you gave it to them.

It was all Arthur's fault! If Arthur didn't look at Alfred with those puppy dog eyes, he would be all safe in his own home. There was no use fussing about it now. The war was over and the Allies won. Everything can go back to normal. What was Alfred thinking? Things would probably never return to normal.

Everyone agreed to control parts of Ludwig's home so he wouldn't be able to rise to power again. Alfred finally open his eyes. The Allies were marking a map, showing parts belonging to whom. Alfred became annoyed when Ivan started marking more territory for himself. When Alfred spoke up about this matter, Ivan stared him down and continued claiming more territory. Alfred felt powerless. He couldn't argue with Ivan. Their argument might cause another war. Alfred didn't want that. So the Allies allowed Ivan to claim want he wish.

Alfred sighed silently. His mind drifted towards Ludwig. Poor guy, all alone. Kiku nor Feliciano, his war buddies, were there to help restore him to his former glory. Alfred shook his head. Ludwig will just have to rebuild himself alone. With the damaged he had done to everybody, no one had enough money to worry about him. But Alfred worried.

The meeting was over and Alfred was relieved. Ivan was getting on his last nerve. The Allies agreed to meet tomorrow to discuss what they were going to do about Ludwig. Each country went home with heavy hearts, except Alfred and Ivan. Alfred wondered what Ivan's reason was for staying behind. Alfred wanted to stay at Ludwig's place only because he was worried about him. Alfred did not trust Ivan one bit!

At the next Allied meeting, the Allies were having a hard time reaching an agreement with Ivan. Fearing Ivan might do something untrustworthy, Alfred, Arthur, and Francis all agreed to join together. All three in control of Ludwig. This drew Ivan into a rage. A sinister smiled crossed Ivan's lips. The three Allies stared in shock as Ivan held up Ludwig's room key. Ivan announced he was locking Ludwig up and that no one was allowed to speak with him. If they did, Ivan wouldn't hesitate to gun them down. With the snap of Ivan's fingers, Soviet guards entered the room, dragging the three Allies out of Ludwig's home.

Alfred broke free. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him. He pounded on Ludwig's door. "Ludwig! Ludwig! I know you can hear me! I want to see you! Please, open up!" Alfred was cut short. This time he didn't struggle. He was tossed outside onto his face. Alfred swore he would see Ludwig.

Ludwig stared out his window. It was raining. Ludwig did not understand the rain. When you are happy, the sun is out and everything is fine. When you feel like giving up; it rains. The sad dark clouds make you feel even more sad and depress. How was he able to rise so high up the ladder, only to fall so low?
The Allies were at his house, discussing who should control him. Ludwig placed his hands against the cold window. He wasn't a country any more. But property of other nations.
Ludwig's allies were no way to be found. Kiku and Feliciano were long gone. Ludwig thought Feliciano would come to his aid, like Ludwig did for him many times during the war. But, no. He was alone. His Boss dead and his home falling apart. Ludwig was truly defeated.
Ludwig wondered what will become of him. Who will rule him now? The British? French? Deep down inside he hoped the American would. There was something about Alfred that made him intriguing. Alfred after all accepted millions of his people. He prayed the Russian would not control him. Ivan already threaten Ludwig. Though the war be over, Ludwig would have fought the Allies still, but Ivan locked him in his room.
He now paced the floor, wondering what the Allies were going to do with him. He suddenly jumped when he heard banging. It was Alfred! He open his mouth to speak but stopped. There was nothing he wanted to say. Ludwig returned to his window. Gazing out he saw the Allies thrown out, Alfred landing face first in the dirt.

Alfred stood behind the entrance to Ludwig's house. The Allies were locked out. Alfred held onto the entrance bars, shouting loudly so Ivan could hear him. "You coward, Ivan! Don't you think I'll give up!" Alfred received no response from Ivan. There must be a way to enter Ludwig's room without alerting Ivan. Alfred ask the Allies for help, but all of them shook their heads. Ivan was too powerful, they didn't want to get involved. Alfred decided it was fine, he will do this alone.

His first attempt was to sneak in the back way. Getting through the guards was the easy part. The back wasn't closely watched as the front. Alfred slipped through under the gate. The guards were to busy chatting to notice someone had got in. Alfred was thankful it was raining. The darkness from the clouds helped him a lot. But his luck was short lived.

Back against the wall, edging closer to the back door, Alfred was temporary blinded. Damn, Alfred thought. Searchlight. I didn't think of that!

Once again Alfred was toss to the ground, barely missing a mud puddle on his landing. And once again Alfred shouted. "You coward, Ivan! Don't you think I'll give up!"

Alfred knew sneaking into the back entrance was best. But getting to close to the back door put him in clear view of the searchlight. Alfred stared at the back, thinking of ways to get in. His only answer was to order planes to fly over Ludwig's house. This oughta distract Ivan long enough for him to sneak in. And while he was at it, he should order the planes to drop supplies for Ludwig's citizens. Yeah! Giving them supplies would surly put him on Ludwig's good side. A faint blush cross Alfred's face. This plan of his was bulletproof!

There was no way out! The windows, door, even the air vent were locked tightly. Ludwig tried the door knob again. It was all in vain. The knob would not budge. "Verdammt noch mal!" Ludwig started pounding the door. He was once so strong! He almost had the world at his command! So close!
Ludwig cease his pounding. Alfred! Yes! The shouting he did earlier had to mean something! Ludwig rushed to the window, throwing the curtains open, only to feel his heart drop. Nothing. Only the pouring rain and Ivan's guards walking to and fro. No Alfred. He must be gone for good now.
Ludwig place his back against the wall and slide down. He hugged his knees to his chest. He must find a way out!

"Okay, men! You heard me! I want twenty P40 Warhawks flying over Ludwig's house nonstop! And, um, use the ones with the sharks. Those are so cool! I also want you guys to drop supplies for the citizens. Don't ask why, just do it! And if you need more planes, you have my permission to do so! Now move! Move! Move!" Alfred smiled. It felt good giving orders.

Alfred looked at Ludwig's house through his binoculars. Looking for any secret way in. "Alright. Back door is a no. Can't go though the windows, the glass shattering will make to much noise. I can try climbing, but that would take to much time. Hmmm." Alfred continued looking. The air lift wouldn't be happening for a couple of minutes. So it gave Alfred time to search for a way in. "Hello! What's that?" Behind bushes was an air vent. "Bingo!" The vent was only a few steps away from the back door, but luckily it wasn't in view of the searchlight. "I just found my way in!" Alfred smiled triumphantly.

Alfred looked overhead as he heard the roar of a plane fly by. Perfect timing! He grabbed hold of his care package for Ludwig. Knowing that he must be hungry after being locked away. Alfred waited for the right moment. Once more planes went by, the guards around the back took off running. Alfred saw this as his chance. He quickly, but carefully, went under the barbwire fence. Only looking back once to see if he was being followed. He let out a laugh when he saw no one.

"Hello vent!" Alfred slipped his fingers in the vent cover and yanked if off. He crawled in. At first Alfred feared he wouldn't fit, but as he crawled farther in, the vent became wider and wider. "Ludwig," Alfred whispered to himself, "Here I come!"

Sleep. Sleep and hope everything will just disappear. Ludwig closed his eyes and rest his head on his knees. Everything was so quiet. That quietness was soon disturbed. A loud plane flew over his house. Ludwig's eyes popped open when he heard Ivan's voice. He quickly stood up and eyed the room. There was nothing he could use as a weapon if Ivan suddenly attacked him. Why would Ivan attack him now? He was defenseless!
Ludwig place his ear against the door and listened. So that wasn't Ivan's plane? But Alfred's? Ludwig looked at the window and watched as Warhawks flew by. No doubt those were Alfred's planes. They had those stupid sharks painted on them. Ludwig shook his head. He couldn't say anything bad, Alfred was helping him... Right?
Ludwig suddenly jumped. Did he just hear something in the air vent? No. Probably his mind running wild. Ludwig returned to the window as watched as Ivan's guards ran about.

Hey! It's not so bad in here. Alfred thought as he slowly crawled on his belly. What would happen if someone turn the temperature on? Would it be like in the movies? Would he instantly catch on fire if the temperature was set on high? No. Alfred shook his head. Worry when it happens, he told himself.

The hard part was finding Ludwig's room. Also, would Ludwig want to see him? Alfred hoped he would. Alfred and Ludwig hardly fought each other, hell, Alfred vaguely remembered what his enemy looked like. Only once he caught sight of Ludwig during the war. Only once.

As Alfred crawled, he would stop at different air vents and listen. And watch if he was in good view of something. This air vent he was at was certainly an interesting one. Through the vent, Alfred watched and listen as Ivan held a meeting with his guards. Apparently, Ivan and his guards were not going to attack Alfred's planes. And...And... Damn! Alfred didn't understand the rest they were saying. So, he continued crawling along.

He took a right turn and came to an dead end with only one vent. He looked inside. Nice room, he thought. Alfred gasped. This could finally be Ludwig's room! Off to the left, Alfred spotted a man with his back facing him. Ludwig? Alfred tapped the vent to get the man's attention. The man only turned once to look at the vent. Alfred's heart stopped. It was him!

In his excitement, Alfred punched the vent, sending it flying across the room. Luckily, the bang it made wasn't loud enough to alert any guards. Alfred pulled himself out of the vent, and once he was back on his two feet, he froze. Wow! Ludwig is gorgeous! Well, I hope that is Ludwig.

Ludwig wondered how long he was going to be imprison in his room. What will become of him now? He still did not know whom was in control of him.
As he stared at his window, he notice the rain had picked up. The window was becoming to dark to look through. Ludwig sighed heavily. What were his people doing now? Did they hate him? For the first time Ludwig prayed they did not.
Ludwig turned fast upon hearing the bang. How the hell did is vent come off? He watched as someone emerged from the air vent. Ludwig took a step back in surpass. It was Alfred!
Alfred just stood there looking at him. What was he planning? "Was do you want! You and the rest have cause me enough pain! Are you hier to fight me?" Ludwig put his first up. Ready to defend himself. But deep down inside Ludwig did not want to fight Alfred.

Alfred quickly threw his arms up. So, this guy really is Ludwig! Wow! I never thought he would be this good-looking! "Whoa! I'm not here to fight, see? I'm here to help you, Ludwig. Ummm?" Where should he begin? "Ivan is now in control of your house. There was nothing the Allies could do about it. We didn't want to have another war on our hands. But! I have good news!" Alfred grinned broadly. Once I tell him I have been supplying his people, he'll have to like me! "I have been sending supplies to your people! You don't have to worry about them! It was all my idea!" Alfred now fell silent. He looked around the room for something else to talk about.

"You've been in this room for a long time, huh? Um..." No. It would be too much of an risk to have Ludwig crawl through the vent. Once outside someone will surely spot him. "Oh! I have something for you." Alfred return to the vent and retrieved the care package. "Here. It's for you!" Alfred let out a laugh. "Don't worry, it's not a bomb or anything." Alfred couldn't take his eyes off the older nation. He was so hot!

Alfred's arms up meant he was defenseless. But Ludwig was sure Alfred did not come here unarmed. Upon hearing the news that Ivan was in control of him, he felt all hope was lost. Those planes, Ludwig thought they were fighter planes, not supply planes. His people were taken care of but he was still stuck in this room. And Alfred. What did he truly want from him?
"Ja. I been here since the war ended." And probably the rest of his life. "Some thing for me?" Ludwig watched as Alfred went back to the vent. He now held onto some metal box. At first Ludwig was reluctant to take it from Alfred. But that laugh he did was kind of soothing.
"Thank you." Ludwig open the box to discover food and drink. Oh. It was a care package.
Ludwig looked up at Alfred. "Why are you here?"