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To say you had lost your temper may be the tiniest understatement you've ever made….

Ok, eff that, it was the biggest lie of the century. You'd done more than lose your temper. You'd gone past temper to turn into some Hulk-Godzilla-crazy-psycho-war mongering demon from hell. And your poor apartment had suffered for it.

Chairs were upended, cushions and pillows were all over the place, and everything was just in general chaos. You hadn't broken anything, which you were very grateful for. You honestly hadn't been paying complete attention during your rampage and therefore weren't 100% as to the state of your belongings.

Sighing heavily, you cursed yourself for getting so mad and began straightening up. You really shouldn't have let such a small thing as your boss being lazy and making you do all the work, again, get to you.

Your hands clenched at the reminder of why you'd made this mess in the first place, but you quickly relaxed them.  You might actually break something if you went crazy again.
So for the next hour or two, you worked on cleaning up a mess that only took five minutes to create.

You'd just finished fixing your kitchen, wiping the sweat off your forehead with your wrist when you heard a crash from the living room. With a squeak of surprise, you rushed into the room only to see all of your hard work completely ruined. You only paid attention to the man groaning in the center of it when you realized he was the one to blame for this.

Storming over to him, you wrenched his face closer to yours by the collar of his jacket.

"You completely moronic, utterly idiotic, IMBECILE!!!" you shrieked. "I JUST FINISHED CLEANING THIS ROOM!!!!" You noticed a mean smirk form on his face and your own flushed in anger. Shaking him back and forth, you proceeded to shout at him why he was a bastard.

"I spent two hours cleaning my house after I was dumb enough to destroy it, and you come in here out of nowhere and just MESS EVERYTHING UP?!?! I could KILL you right now!!!" At that, the man chuckled darkly.

"I'd like to see you try, frau." When you heard his voice, you immediately dropped him and backed away. Now that you were actually looking at him, you realized he looked almost exactly like Germany….But he wasn't. His eyes were violet, and he had scars on him and….

"Oh shit," you muttered, realizing who this was. This was Germany's 2P self. You looked at him warily as he righted himself on the floor, clearly annoyed by your actions. He bent his legs and rested his arms on his knees, eyes barely visible under the brim of his hat. But you could tell there was probably a glare hidden under there.

"Your reaction gives me ze idea zat you know who I am, frau." You stopped inching away from him when he lifted his face to look at you.

"Yeah. I do," you said, with obvious reluctance. "You're Germany's opposite." Ludwig? You weren't even sure what to call him. The other Germany scowled and stood up.

"Zat damn Germany. I'm sick of hearing about him."

"Um. Sorry?" He directed his scowl at you for a moment before turning to look around your living room. You just stood there and kept an eye on him, not sure what to make of this situation.

"So, uh," you started, unnerved by his silence. "W-what should I call you?" He didn't even turn around to look at you as he answered.

"Luther," he said, looking over your bookshelf. You should've known he wouldn't have the same name as the real Germany. They may be opposites, but they weren't the same person. Luther looked at you over his shoulder.

"And vat's your name." You glared half-heartedly at the way he made it sound like a command. Part of you wanted to be stubborn and refuse to answer, but you didn't know what he was capable of.

"(Name)."

"Hmph. It's not the vorst name I've ever heard." You couldn't stop your reaction this time.

"Oh wow, thank you so much," you said, attitude and sarcasm twining around your words. To your surprise, Luther smirked and turned around to face you.

"You've got some kind of attitude, Kätzchen," he said, moving closer to you. You gulped and tried to back away, only to trip over your sofa and fall over the side of it. You lifted yourself on one elbow and rubbed the back of your head, looking up to see Luther smirking down at you.

"You smirk an awful lot, you know that?" you informed him grouchily, not wanting to seem any more ridiculous.

"And you give attitude a lot," he replied, chuckling and offering a hand to help you up. You blinked in surprise before cautiously setting your hand in his, allowing him to swiftly pull you to your feet. As soon as you steadied yourself, he dropped your hand like it was covered in acid. You raised an eyebrow at him, but chose not to remark.

"So now vat?" he asked.

"How should I know?" you replied, shrugging. "You're the one that just popped into another world. Which, by the way, I'm curious about. How are you so calm about this?"

"Because I vas aware of other vorlds before I came here. Being a "2P character" means you know you're not the original." As he said that, a bitter grimace spread on his face and seeing that made you feel bad. How must it feel to know that you're really only a copy of another person? That you're considered the "evil twin" in the pair of two, no matter what you're actually like.

You knew he wouldn't want any sort of comfort from you, as much as you wanted to give it. While he was different from Germany in many ways, he was still very prideful.

"Well you're stuck here now, so you should probably stop brooding about that," you said flippantly, hoping your brash manners would help. And you were right. He glared at you, the almost sad look wiped from his face.

"I vas not brooding, Kätzchen. You should probably watch vat you say." You just shrugged and moved to clean up the new mess he'd created. Luther watched you for a moment before lazily moving some furniture back where it had been. You stared in surprise before quickly looking away so he wouldn't catch you watching him.

"I'm staying here." You dropped the pillows that you held and whipped around to stare at him.

"Excuse me?"

"I said, I'm staying here," he said, raising an eyebrow. "I didn't think you ver deaf, Kätzchen." You rolled your eyes and started picking up pillows again.

"I don't really have a choice, do I." Luther smirked.

"You're getting ze hang of zis, (Name)."


--Timeskip—


"Hey Kätzchen, go make me a sandwich."

"Make it yourself, lazy ass."

Well wasn't this cute.

In the three months he'd been living with you, you'd discovered quite a few things about him. There was the fact that he hated dogs but loved cats. He liked things to be clean, but typically made you do the actual cleaning. One thing that you took advantage of all the time was his inability to be really mean to you.

You yawned and stretched yourself out on the couch, purposefully resting your feet in Luther's lap, knowing he hated that.

However this time he didn't scowl and shove your feet off of him like he usually would. In fact, he didn't seem to notice their weight on his legs at all. He just sat there, staring into the TV screen with his arms crossed. You couldn't even guess what he was thinking because he had on the most perfect poker face you'd ever seen.

You intentionally wiggled your feet around in an attempt to elicit a response from him.

Nothing.

You frowned and crossed your ankles, thinking a more major movement would get him to react.

Still nothing.

"Uh, Luther? Is something wrong?" He seemed to shake himself out of his stupor and glanced at you then quickly looked away. You puzzled over his strange behavior as you moved closer to him and rested on your knees next to him.

"Luther, come on. You're being weird…Well, weirder than normal, but you know what I mean."

"…"

"Luther, seriously I-" You weren't able to finish your sentence because he'd turned, roughly grabbed the back of your head, and kissed you with bruising force. He held onto you too tightly for you to pull away, and you only wanted to do that so you could figure out what was going on.

Finally he let you go and stared at you, waiting for some sort of acknowledgement of what he'd done to show on your face. You stared back, trying not to lose your cool. But the kiss kept playing back to you and you had to look down as a blush spread across your cheeks.

Luther took this as a good sign and yanked you into his lap, where you sputtered and tried not to squirm. He just chuckled and wrapped an arm around your waist before turning his attention back to the TV.

You both sat in silence for a few minutes before you hesitantly looked up at him.

"Uh…I love you?" you said, unsure of what he'd say.

You almost fainted when you saw him actually smile at you. Not just the smirk that he always showed, but a genuine smile.

"Ich liebe dich auch, Kätzchen." You sighed loudly in relief and leaned against his shoulder, deciding that you may as well take advantage of his cutesy moment while you could.

God only knows it wouldn't last as long as you'd like.
Oh my god, I just wrote a 2P! story....Oh my.

Anyway hope you like it yadda yadda yadda. I've decided that since this series is fluff, I'm not gonna make the 2Ps very violent or anything. I'll try to keep their personalities in tact, but I can't have them beating Reader or anything. So there.

Kätzchen means kitten. And his name is pronounced LOO-ter. If you're confused about that, put it into Google translate and listen to the German pronunciation.

If you haven't read the Intro, here is the link. [link]

If you go to the Intro, the links to the other countries' stories will be there. You can also check to see which countries have already been requested and add a comment with a country you'd like to see, if they haven't already been asked for. Please go to the Intro to make your requests.

Also, I have now decided to make an "offshoot series" for the sequels to these CIRL chapters. [link] There is the Intro chapter. Please make requests for sequels there.

I don't own Hetalia or 2P!Germany.
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kawaiibunny4 Featured By Owner Jul 18, 2014
So where's the 1p Germany
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bluerose269 Featured By Owner Jul 19, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
That's just the original Germany.
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kawaiibunny4 Featured By Owner Jul 21, 2014
oh okay i get it :3
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Forever---Free Featured By Owner May 21, 2014  Student Writer
I'm starting to like Mr. 2p Doitsu!
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novadragonheart81 Featured By Owner Apr 18, 2014
"He hated dogs, but loved cats."
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Bobbypiner Featured By Owner Jun 20, 2014
XD that face do XD
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novadragonheart81 Featured By Owner Jun 21, 2014
It's the truth!I'm a big cat lover, see? :3:iconcatlolplz:
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Bobbypiner Featured By Owner Jun 21, 2014
I love dogs not cats much but they can be adorable
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Marshmellopuffin Featured By Owner 5 days ago  New member Hobbyist Writer
Chi huggles 
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lunaflyaway Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2014
That whole statement about the 2ps being evil isnt exactly true. Well not in Belarus's case.....
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