~A/N~

Hello readers, I thank you for reading this fanfiction.

It is my second attempt at an actual fanfic that I will finish no matter what.

However, the inspiration for this is the R18 doujinshi "A cowardly persons happiness"

Hints the title.

A warning that there will be mature material ahead, however the first couple of chapters

will be clean.

Thanks and happy reading!

-Spamanito

Ludwig straightened his glasses and checked his schedule before walking into the room before him. Sighing he took a seat at the table closest to him.
Art was never his thing, this would probably be the only class he would struggle with this term. Glancing around the room he realized there wasn't a teacher to be found, tons of kids, but no instructor in sight.

As soon as the thought crossed his mind a short man with auburn hair headed through the door, almost prancing to his desk. Ludwig raised an eyebrow as the man at the front of the room began to speak.

"Ciao! I'm Mr. Vargas your professor for this course!" A smile graced his lips after saying (practically singing) the words. The thick accent and exceptionally tan skin-tone, told Ludwig that he was italian.

Most of the class began to settle in their seats when the instructor continued on.

"Today will be easy, it being the first of course..." A sharp giggle escaped from the man's lips, "we will be simply painting." He then started to pass out thick white canvas to each of the teenagers. "No rules, no qualifications, whatever your heart desires." The last 5 words had a bit of passion sprinkled in them, making his heart skip a little.

"Supplies are in the middle of your work tables," he said clapping his hands together and smiling, "you may begin~."

Ludwig gulped uncomfortably and stared down the blank rectangle in front of him. He must have looked pretty terrified, because Mr. Vargas was heading in his direction.

"Ah hello!" the instructor said as he took a seat next to him, "having trouble deciding what to paint?"

Ludwig glanced at the man before him, swallowing again. "u-um, no sir...I'm just not very good at this type of thing-"

He was cut off by the Italians clear laughter. "Everyone is good at painting!"

Ludwig furrowed his brows and looked down embarrassed. "Not me sir..."

"Feliciano."

He looked up confused, "I-I'm sorry?"

The older man laughed again, "Call me Feliciano, sir is too formal." He said as he plucked a brush from the cup in the center of the table.
"and what should I call you, hm?"

"m-my name is Ludwig. Ludwig Beildismidt sir, er...Feliciano."

A warm smile spread across Felicianos face. "So, your the vice principals fratello then, huh?"

Ludwig nodded as feliciano stood up.

"here Ludwig..." He said, walking behind him and slipping the brush into the students hand, and leaning down to his ear. "look at it...beautiful, si?"Feliciano put his finger on the drawing canvas.
"A pure white. It could be anything you want it to be."

Ludwig felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up from the professors warm breath as be nodded.

"Now," Feliciano chuckled, "look far beyond, past this classroom, past the school, past the world. What do you see Ludwig?"

'Your porn, sir' is what crossed his mind before he muttered, "a clear blue sky."

His teachers accented laugh rang in Ludwig's ears before he once again clapped his hands together and smiled.
"Let's paint it then!"

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Link to doujinshi inspiration (tumblr . hetaliadoujin ) /post/6558793198/cowardly-persons-happiness-gerita