Hello! This is my first fan fiction lol, so I'm kind of new to writing. ^^' Yeah, so please don't hate me too much. Now, onwards!
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It was dark in the house. Ludwig unlocked the door quickly and darted inward, taking shelter from the cold rain that was falling so relentlessly. Hanging up his coat, the German flipped a light switch, and the hallway was illuminated. Immediately, he knew that there was something missing. Taking a quick look around, his eyes stopped at the door to the guest bedroom. It was open slightly, with light streaking out of the crack. Ludwig breathed a sigh of relief, before going to greet the small brunette that had unusually failed to greet him with that high-pitched voice and an enthusiastic hug.
"Italy, I'm home. Are y-" He stopped, realizing that instead of seeing a sleepy-eyed Italy on the bed, there was just a ruffled sheet and some pillows.
"Italy? Are you in here?" Ludwig hurried into the hallway again, searching the house to no avail. Returning to the guest bedroom, he examined it closely. There didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary, and there was no sign of any blood; God forbid. Walking to the bed, he put a hand onto the mattress. Hmm. The bed is still warm. He must've just left. I hope he doesn't get a cold in that wretched downpour.
Disregarding his friend for a while, he walked into the living room and sat down, willing himself to relax a bit. Hours past, and the tiny nation still hadn't come home. It was almost 11 at night; Italy usually fell asleep way before that.
That's it. I'm going out to look for him. He had almost reached the door when a feeble knock sounded on the wood. Ludwig yanked open the door, relieved. He gasped though, as he took in the sight of his friend. The usual happy glint in his eyes was replaced by a look of fear. His blue dress shirt was drenched and ripped, and his feet were bare and bruised.
"Italy! What the Hell happened?!" Ludwig reached to grab his friend, only to be astounded when the smaller man shrank back, terrified. "Feliciano… who did this to you?"
Said nation looked up at the man, shaking. "Please, don't touch me! I don't want to do anything bad, I just want to sleep…" With that he collapsed onto the hard sidewalk, unconscious.
"Feliciano!"
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UGHHHHH IT'S SO SHORT! ;A; This'll have multiple chapters though, so please don't kill me. R&R, please!