Til I Met You

by aiuejou11

FEM NORTH ITALY X GERMANY, GERITA, FEM ITALY. Cruel past, blood shed, she knew that it was the best for him to stay ignorant about everything. She knew that it would be the best. But then, just because of a simple broom, his memories started to come back slowly, as the risk of him leaving her got higher and higher.

'TIL I MET YOU

PROLOGUE

© HIMARUYA

PS. GENDER-BENDED ITALY. I DON'T LIKE DOING Yaoi or Yuris, so . . . here we go.

A/N: Ludwig Beilschmidt – Germany

Feliciana Vargas – Italy

Feliciana sniffed, as she woke up from her bad dream. It was of a blond, boy, walking away from her. He seemed so familiar, but she cannot remember anything more to that dream but he, walking away. Her heart was clenching and the tears won't even stop. Maybe it is because she was weak, a coward—too soft hearted.

Ludwig heard this when he happened to pass by to go to his room, next to the Italian's. Without hesitations, he broke into her door, seeing her in the dark room, tears on her eyes, while crying her heart out. Feliciana then noticed that the German was at the door.

"L-Ludwig? W-what are you doing here?" She said, trying to smile, as she wiped her tears from her eyes. "I-it's already late, w-we need to sleep," she said, her voice trembling, but she kept smiling.

"Feli . . ." He said, as he came closer. "Vhat's wrong?" He said, as he sat in the bed, and looked at the Italian's shining chestnut colored eyes, since it was just wet with tears moments ago. "You can tell me vhat's wrong." He said, and gave her a kind smile.

"I . . . I'm . . . I . . . just had a bad nightmare," She said, and then, the corner of her eyes filled with tears. "I d-don't want to dream of it again . . ." She said, as the tears finally fell down. She buried herself on her knees, as she sobbed silently. Ludwig felt bad, not knowing how to do anything, as he heard his brother's voice inside his head.

"KESESESESE! YA VON'T 'VEN KNOW HOW TO WOO A VOMAN? AND VHET YOU CALL YESELF A MAN?" He said, and laughed.

"Brother . . ." He said, trying to stop Gilbert, but it was too late.

"Vhere, get some veer, I'll tell you about how to woo a woman when she's crying! You should say this, although when I tried this to Liz, she just hit my head with the pan of hers," He said, dejection in his voice. "Anyway! Here's a tip. Lean onto her, caress her cheeks, and kiss her forehead. And say these words, 'I'm here, vananapie. I'll wipe your tears, so you can cry to me!' those words. I know it'll work for ya. Even though Liz told me that if it was Roderich, she might hug him. AHH anyway, you reminded me about her, so get some veer so I'll kill the freakin' thing aching on my chest," He said, and smiled.

Ludwig did as the voice instructed him to. He leaned onto her, and it made Feliciana flinch, as she met sky blue eyes looking at her with such passion, and his cheeks were reddening. What also shocked her is when he put his one hand into her cheeks, and gently caressed it. "Ludwig?" She said, her heart slamming so fast into her chest.

He kissed her forehead, as they looked at each other after. Ludwig realized what he did. He blushed furiously. What his brother instructed him isn't finished yet.

"I-I'm here, tomatopie. I'll wipe your tears, so you can cry to me . . ." He said. Am I doing it right, brother?

Feliciana smiled at the German. She was sure it was Gilbert who thought him about those cheeky lines and all. "Vhe. Thank you, Luddy." She said, and embraced the German tight, and kissed him on the cheeks. She smiled at herself. She didn't want anyone to walk away from her anymore. She needed to do her best.