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Cutter!PrussiaxReader - Butterfly

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"G...gah!" A soft careful gasp in the night. The moon shone delicately on the silver blade, now slightly reddened by the scarlet of blood. The very same shade as the wielders eyes. Across his wrist was a shallow red stream, a singular cut. The scarlet blood fell onto the ground almost noiselessly.

"Who can ever love me?"

...

Gilbert Beilschmidt walked to his locker, wearing his usual black hoodie. On the back was the Iron Cross, something he got hell from for it's usage during World War Two and the years before. It didn't help he was German, Prussian to be specific. Speaking of the hell he got, cue another paper ball at his head. He turned slightly, facing some of the local bullies.

"It would be appreciated if you would stop doing that. If I get in another fight, I'm going to get expelled." He said bluntly, almost like what Leon would say.

"Yeah, so what? You're a Nazi and always will be!"

"If I was, there would be a swastika on my back, not an Iron Cross. In case you didn't know, The Iron Cross resembles honor and bravery." Wrong answer. The bullies leapt upon him, punches fired. He gave a screech as they jumped him.

"GILBERT!" Came a trio of cries. The bullies fled with haste at the voices. Ludwig, Gilbert's younger brother, knelt down next to his elder brother.

"Are you okay bruder?" The German asked. Gilbert nodded as he tried to sit up. He glanced up, seeing a girl he never saw before.

"Who's she?"

"[full name]. She's the new student here. She has the same classes as you so it'll be your job to lead her around the school."

"Ja ja...I'll do my best...knowing my sorry ass, I'll completely fuck it up." He kept those words to himself as he was helped up by [name] and Feliciano, Ludwig's best friend (according to the Italian anyway). "So, let's go to our first class, okay?"

"Sure!"

...

"Gah!" The Prussian cried as another punch hit his gut. He crumpled backwards, groaning as he tried to keep himself together. "They'll leave eventually. If you fight back now, you'll be expelled!" He kept thinking to himself as the punches continued to fly.

"Haha! How weak you are, you stupid Prussian Nazi!" Gilbert stared harshly at the bullies. "Come on, I think we beat him enough. After all, we need him recovered so we can do worse next time!" He slowly lifted himself up against a wall, trying hard not to cry. He slowly closed his eyes, hoping someone would find him and take him home.

"Hey! Amigo!" His eyes snapped open at the voice. It couldn't have been more then five, ten minutes at most. It was Antonio. "Amigo! Are you okay?" Gilbert slowly sat up.

"N-not really. Damn idiots jumped me again. Get me to my place, please."

"Of course! Anything for a friend!" Gilbert forced a fake smile.

"Some friend I am."

...

Gilbert didn't even dare to go to school anymore after that, choosing to stay home and 'nurse his wounds'. In reality, his cutting became deeper and deeper. He refused to see anybody, not even his own brother or his best friends.

"Vee, Gilbert hasn't been here for a while." Feliciano said.

"I agree, we need to get at him somehow. Ludwig, can you drag him to school?"

"Ja, I can."

"We need to protect him from the bad people that have been hurting him, vee!" Ludwig and [name] looked at each other and nodded. 

"We must try our best! Who knows what will happen if Gilbert stays cooped up too long?"

"Can we join in on the plan mon cher? Gilbert is very important to us after all."

"Si! We've been friends since we were little after all!" Antonio and Francis joined in on this, sitting right next to Feliciano and Ludwig respectively.

"What about us? Gilbert's absence effects everybody who knows him after all, aru. Even if I don't really like him..." Yao's voice spoke up, standing right behind [name]. Ivan, Alfred, and Arthur nodded in agreement. Before long, Kiku, Romano, and Matthew joined in.

"Alright! Let's remind Gilbert that we DO care for him!" [Name] stood triumphantly, fist pumping the air.

"YEAH!"

...

Gilbert groaned awake, realizing that it was morning. He sat up just moments before someone knocked on the door.

"Breakfast, aru!"

"Yao?" Gilbert asked, going over to his door and opening it. Yao stood right before him, wearing an apron and holding a plate of pancakes. "What are you doing here? Are those Matthew's pancakes?"

"Yes! Come on, you gotta get dressed first before you can eat theeem!"

"Nein." Gilbert slammed the door in Yao's face.

"Hey! Well, fine aru!" Yao made a pout before running down the stairs. Gilbert growled as he put on a pair of pants lazily. Another knock made him snap angrily.

"What the fuck do you want!?"

"Come out Gilbert...you'll miss pancakes if you do, da?" Gilbert froze.

"...Ja ja, I'll come out." He muttered, putting on a shirt and opening the door to Ivan's smiling face. Gilbert shivered as he walked down the stairs. When he got to the living room, he was surprised to see everybody before him. "What's going on?" He asked.

"We heard you were having a rough time, so we wanted to make you feel better!" Feliciano giggled through a mouthful of pancakes. Matthew held out a plate to him.

"H-have a plate. Please. You don't look too well." Gilbert took the plate before him, noting that it was in the shape of a butterfly. Come to think of it...all the pancakes around him looked like butterflies. He carefully took a bite, noting the sweet taste of maple syrup.

"What are we going to do today?" Gilbert asked.

"It's Saturday today, so we're going to a theme park this afternoon and have a good time! Tonight, we'll have a sleepover here!"

"A s-sleepover! West, did you plan all this?" Ludwig nodded, a surprising grin on his face. Gilbert looked around, his scarlet eyes searching for any indication they they were lying. There was none...

"Hey, potato bastard's brother. Why do you have scars on your arms?" Damn it, he hoped they wouldn't notice. Romano quickly got a whack on the head from Antonio for being so insensitive about it. Gilbert held his head down.

"Bruder?"

"I...I cut myself. Alot." He whispered, barely heard by anybody nearby.

"What was that Gilbert? We couldn't hear you."

"I...I cut myself. Alot." He spoke a little louder.

"I still can't hear you okay."

"I CUT MYSELF, OKAY!? I'VE BEEN DOING IT FOR THE LAST MONTH EACH NIGHT BECAUSE NOBODY EVEN CARES FOR ME!!" He roared, tears streaming from his eyes. He dropped his plate and ran for the stairs, only to get caught by Ivan's huge body.

"We do care Gilbert..." Ivan murmured, wrapping his arms gently around the sobbing Prussian. He motioned the others to come around for a group hug. Gilbert felt them hug his body, a sudden warmth coming from inside his body. Was...was this joy? It had been so long since he felt joy.

...

"TO THE AMUSEMENT PARK!" Came the joyous cries of Alfred and Feliciano. Gilbert remained stoic, choosing to do so out of fear he would cause another scene with a desperate outburst. The group went right through the gates and split into three groups. You, Gilbert, Antonio, Francis, Feliciano and Romano went to the western side of the park. The rest went to the eastern side. The first thing your group did was go to the love tunnel (Damn it Francis!). You sat in the same boat as Gilbert. Antonio and Francis sat in the boat behind you, followed by Feliciano and Romano. Gilbert sat quietly, gazing into the water. You wanted to do something but was waiting for the right moment to do so. When the tunnel was at it's darkest, you took his face and gently kissed his lips. He gasped in surprise when you pulled away. Your blush was flustered, like Kiku's blush when his personal space was invaded by Feliciano. In the darkness, Gilbert allowed a small smile to escape.

When they got to the light, they went to the bumper cars next. Antonio won against Romano (earning a string of Italian curse words), You won against Francis (earning a string of subtle French insults) and Gilbert won against Feliciano (who gave him a hug when the all clear to leave was given). A couple roller coasters and attractions later, they went to the western side of the park (after a small meetup with the other group) and rode all the attractions there. Gilbert's smile slowly became more visible and, by the end of the day, he was actually genuinely smiling. The two groups met up and went to the carnival games section of the amusement park.

"Alright, let's win us some PRIZES!" Alfred pumped his fist in the air.

"If anybody wins pandas, they're mine aru!"

"You can't claim them Yao! I want a panda!" Ivan whined.

"Fine fine...only one though!"

"YAY~!" Ivan grabbed Yao's hand and ran into the carnival, with a screeching Yao following not so willingly. Soon, the group dispersed into the carnival games. Gilbert walked around quietly, not sure what game to try first. Everybody else seemed to have a good time...he quickly noticed [name] trying (yet failing) at dunking the Spaniard.

"Oh come on!" Antonio laughed at her frustration.

"Let me try." Gilbert spoke up, walking up to the two. She handed him a ball.

"Go ahead, I've been trying for the past ten minutes." She grumbled. The Prussian aimed carefully before throwing. It hit the target dead center, causing Antonio to fall with a screech of surprise. [name] began to laugh hysterically and Gilbert let out a small chuckle.

"Your turn Gil!"

"Wait what!?" Gilbert was pushed to the dunking game. He was plopped onto the seat. He looked around, hoping that nobody was going to dunk him.

"Hey! Gil's on the dunking board! Let's go!" Oh dear, the group found him. His palm hit his face.

"Just ONE dunk please? The person who dunks me gets on the board, ja?" Ludwig threw a ball at the target, hitting it right in the center and causing him to fall just moments after Gilbert finished speaking. "LUDWIG!?" Gilbert spluttered, staring in complete shock at what his brother did. Ludwig chuckled as he helped his brother out.

So, the dunking began. Everybody wanted to dunk Francis and Arthur for some reason, but not even Ivan could be get out of being dunked. Romano managed to hide out until Antonio and Gilbert called him out on it. Thus, he got dunked by his brother who in turn dunked him.

"Hey, Gilbert!" [name] called, hiding something behind her back.

"Ja?"

"Here you go!" She pushed a bright yellow plush bird in his arms. Gilbert stared at it quietly, heavily reminded of Gilbird, who was at home. "So you can hug him when you're feeling down!"

"D-Danke. You're really awesome, you know that?" A small trace of the old Gilbert showed.

...

"SLEEPOVER TIME!" Feliciano giggled. They had just returned to Ludwig and Gilbert's home, giddy over what happened today. Everybody seemed more then excited for the party. They sat in a circle in the living room, the coffee table moved to make more space.

"Hold on, I need Gilbert here for a moment." Gilbert looked up at [name]'s voice. She motioned him to come closer. "Marker please?" She was handed a black marker. Gilbert came forth out of curiosity. She took his arm and drew a butterfly over one of his more prominent cuts.

"W-what are you doing!?" Gilbert gasped.

"Drawing a butterfly. If it fades and you haven't harmed yourself, it flew off. If you do hurt yourself on purpose and the butterfly is still on, you have to wash it off. It's called The Butterfly Project. Come on everybody! Draw a butterfly on Gilbert's arms!" Much to his surprise, he was surrounded by everybody. When they finally pulled away, his arms were decorated with the butterflies.

"Ke...kesesese!" Gilbert began to laugh, tears of joy falling out of his eyes. "L-look at all these butterflies! Mein gott, look at them all! Kesesesese!"

The real Gilbert Beilschmidt came back.
Translations
Bruder - Brother
Danke - thank you

Inspired by The Butterfly project, I'm proud of this fiction! PROUD I AM!

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IdiotAnimeGirl's avatar
If I could.... I would be like:
Prussia: I CUT MYSELF OK!!!
Me: ....YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE OK?!?!?!