(Again. I don't know his personality very well so this might not be very good. But enjoy none the less! Oh and if you don't live in Germany, pretend you do!)

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. . .1939

You were living happily in your small home. You brushed some of your (h/c) hair out of your face and smiled widely. The bright sun was shining and children were out playing in the streets. All seemed like it was going to be the most perfect day. The August breeze blew through your hair as you went outside to check the mail.

You quickly glanced at your neighbor's house and saw that said owner of the house wasn't outside as he usually was. Lutz didn't really have a strict schedule, but he always checked his mail in the morning like you did. It gave you both the opportunity to get to know each other very well.

And you started to develop small feelings for the blonde, so generally you were worried.

Sighing, you grabbed all the mail and went back in your house to sift through it. Bills. Bills. Survey. Nothing really interesting. You were about to put the wad of mail down when something caught your eye.

It was a newspaper. You dug it out of the mail pile and looked at the front page. Your eyes widened.

"Germany declares war on France. Hitler's troops are advancing."

You brought your hand up to your mouth in shock as you continued to read the article.

"The previous day, Germany declared war on Russia. Hitler is advancing. Soon our strong country of Deutchland will be returned to it's original state of power. Hitler will do justice to Germany. So far England, nor America have done anything. With your help, we will conquer all. Join us or perish."

You dropped the newspaper out of pure disbelief. You country had declared war on two countries! And it wasn't world domination! You felt scared and a little angry. Out of the blue you heard a knock on your door.

Was it the SS coming to ask if you were a supporter? You simply couldn't say no. They would kill you! Thoughts running wild, you started to panic. 

Your body started to shake as you turned the doorknob slowly and opened the door with caution. Your (e/c) gaze was met with a lavender one. Your eyes widened slightly. "Lutz..."

He grinned. "Hallo _____. Judging by the look on jour face, jou got the newspaper as vell."

You couldn't do anything but nod.

Lutz looked around before whispering, "May I come in? It's important."

"Y-yeah! Of course!" You nodded and stepped to the side.

"Lock the door." You were a little skeptical, but trusted him none the less and locked it.

"Jou have a car right?"

You nodded. "Yeah. What's this about?"

He turned to face you and smiled widely, grabbing both your hands in your own. "Let's run avay together!"

You felt heat rise to your face. "W-what?"

Lutz's smile never fell, it got wider. "Jou heard me! Let's escape Hitler and run avay! Ve can start a life together!"

If you weren't blushing by now, after that comment you sure were. "U-um..." Did he just confess?

He quickly looked down and blushed. "I uh...um meant...well jou see..."

You smiled. "I love you too."

He grinned. "Thank goodness." Then he turned serious again. "Ve have to hurry. Gather as much suplies as jou can; food, first aid. I'll be right back."

You nodded. Before Lutz left, he gave you a quick peck on the lips.

You had done as he asked and was currently waiting in the passenger seat of the car. It had been about a half hour since Lutz and yourself parted ways. You gathered food and some supplies just in case one of you got hurt.  Seeing a pocket knife in the drawer, you quickly grabbed that and stuffed it in the glove box of the car. 

More time passed and Lutz was nowhere to be seen. You were getting worried. 

What if the SS got him? You knew that they would kill anyone who was against Hitler. 

The car door slammed open and Lutz shuffled in. You sighed in relief. He shoved a revolver in the glove box and a pistol in his pocket. Then he handed one to you with a grin. "Here." 

"Where do I put it? I don't have pockets." You asked, looking at the gun. That wasn't the problem, you would gladly take it to defend yourself. You weren't some damsel. 

His grin widened. "Jou've got a bra. No one looks there. And if they do, I'll shoot 'em."

You blushed slightly and rolled your eyes. You shoved the gun in your bra. "Fine." 

"I hid all the weapons in the trunk under some blankets and camping gear. Jour my wife and ve're going camping." He explained and put the car into gear. The vehicle sped out of the garage. You mentally waved goodbye to your innocently perfect street and left it behind forever. 

A-R-O-U-N-D-T-H-E-W-O-R-L-D

The hardest part was over. You sucessfully passed the German officers at the border. All you had to do was flash them a smile and a wave. It went by smoothly. 

"Hey where are we going exactly?" You asked. 

Lutz smirked. "Ve're going to America. I bought the tickets. Ve are going to start a family." 

You blushed. 

"I-I mean if jou vant to that is...?" His face flushed and he mentally scolded himself. 

You nodded and smiled. "I'd like that very much."

. . .1945 

"Mama! Mama!" 

You hummed a little tune to yourself as you washed the dishes from your picnic just hours earlier. A young girl with blonde hair and (e/c) eyes smiled and ran up to you. "Hello (girl name)." You smiled and lifted her up in your arms. 

The five year old girl grinned and her little pigtails bounced. "Is what daddy said true? That you ran away together?! That's so awesome!"

You nodded and kissed her on the forehead. "Indeed. But it was dangerous." You 'booped' her nose and she giggled. 

You laughed with her. "I hope I find a prince charming like you did mommy!" (Girl name) smiled. "When will daddy be back?" She asked and cocked her haid to the side.

You fought back tears and sniffled. "I don't know. I'm hoping soon." Every day you stood at the kitchen sink, watching and waiting. Waiting for the military car to drive up and deliver the bad news. Every day you prayed and hoped he was alright. 

About a week after you arrived in America, they drafted him into the war. He was shipped overseas to Italy. 

The little girl looked concerned. "Don't cry mama! Daddy will be back soon! You said it yourself." 

You hugged her. "No matter what happens, just remember that mommy and daddy love you very much." 

"Silly mommy! I already knew that!" She laughed. 

You heard a loud knock on the door and froze. Could it be him? You thought. You put little (girl name) down and went to answer the door. "Hello?"

It was a paper boy. He held out the new addition of the paper to you with a large smile. "Look miss! It's all over! We won! The Allies won!" 

You took the paper and cried out of joy. It was finally over. You looked out your tiny apartment window and saw people were rejocing in the streets with their loved ones. Among the crowd were sildiers. You held on to (girl name)'s hand and ran outside. 

Scanning the streets, you were searching for Lutz. 

Two arms wrapped around you and pulled you in for the best kiss of your life. 

"Daddy! You're home!" 

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OMG I LOVE THIS! IT'S SO CUTE AND SQUEE I JUST LOVE IT AND I HOPE YOU DO TOO!

So this is what happens when we talk about WWII in class huh?

*shrugs* not bad. 

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