Ludwig Beilschmidt sighed it was that time of year again. Tomorrow he would skip school, tell his parents hated them, slack in his room in tell Feliciano Vargas came to find out if he was ok, tell him to go away, tell his parents he hated them again, go back to his room and cried himself to sleep. He's been doing this since he was 4 and his older brother by one year was taken away from him by Ivan. He swore that one day he would see Ivan behind bars and find out what happened to his brother. Now all he had to do was pall high school and graduate from collage. Ludwig sighed looking at his notes. February 24 was neatly written across the top and under it were tones of doodles. He liked at one of two badly drawn little boys the taller one had well drawn bird on his head and the smaller one was staring at the bird in wonder. Written above the boy heads was written zurückgekommen(please come back ). He sighed and whispered the words looking back at board but not seeing any of the words written on it.

"Ve~Ludwig are you ok?" Feliciano asked.

Ludwig looked at him as if seeing him for the first time "I'm fine Feliciano. Why do you ask?"

"You were just staring off into space."

"I'm fine sorry for warring you." Ludwig blushed and looked away, he hated upsetting the Italian.

"It's okay Ludwig…Um are you coming to school tomorrow?"

"W-why would you think I wouldn't?"

"Well because you never come to school on the 25th but you come every other day."

"Really?"

"Yeah. You even came-"

The bell rand cutting Feliciano off.

"I'm I must get going Feliciano. See you." With that Ludwig hurried out of the room.

Never had he been so happy to be out of school.

He didn't want to go home and see his parents so he went to the city liberty and stayed there until it closed. As he made his way home he noticed a moving truck and 3 kids, 2 of them probably around his age and the other one probably around Peters(Arthur's little brother)age unpacking the truck. He shrugged and continued walking. His house was about 5 blocks from here. The rest of his walk was uneventful. See his house he sent out a silent prayer that his parents would be sleeping. Walking to the door he took out his key's to unlock the door the door only to find it was unlocked. He groaned so his parents were op. He would have to sneak in. quickly dismissing the backdoor; his parents probably drinking in the kitchen. He slowly opened the front door . When the gap was just big enough to slip through he sunk in and closed to door as quickly and quietly as possible. Sighing he walked towards the stairs. As soon ad his foot hit the first stair his Mother called him.

"Ludwig? Is that you?"

"Yes Mother. I'm going to bed." Leaving no room for more conversation, he went upstairs.

When Ludwig was 2 steps away from the top his Father asked "Ludwig is that any way to speak to your Mother?"

"It is if she sold tour brother."

Reaching his room Ludwig slammed the door shut" Good might Mother. Father." He growled.

After pulling the sheets off of his bed Ludwig crawled up and hoped sleep would soon tack him but hadn't take him until several more hours. When it did he dreamed of his brother.