# She Was His(Het!ItaPan) #

I'm not sure where this came from. Anyway, enjoy...or not. My prompt was amnesia and Het!Talia. Actually, I don't mind this pairing. Sakura and Feli are adorabubble~ :3 I don't have amnesia but I am certainly very...absent...so I'm not sure whether I related this fic to me or not. I've certainly woken up disoriented before, and its...confusing, I have to say.

Song was Lithium by Evanescence.

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...what day was it?

What season was it?

What was this room?

What was that noise?

Who was that pretty girl...?

"Feliciano-kun, you're awake." Dark brown eyes, the expressions hidden behind a reserved face as the girl smiled at him faintly. He could almost imagine those pretty pink flowers from...somewhere...floating behind her. As soon as his gaze met hers he relaxed a little, feeling more secure somehow. The cloth he was resting on was soft, comforting, and he sank back into it as the girl approached where he was laying. She brushed a lock of dark hair behind one ear and sat beside him, the bed barely dipping under her light, feathery weight. There was a tender expression on her face, one that he felt he'd seen before, and he had the urge to touch her.

"...Feliciano-kun?"

Was that him...? He couldn't find the words to ask, to question what this 'Feliciano' was. He felt his lips curve down a bit in a frown, or a pout, and glanced back at the girl, unsure. She seemed relieved about something, he mulled as a cool hand touched his forehead, moving his bangs so they were out of his eyes.

"I'm glad you weren't hurt badly. It was the first time I've seen you fight someone, and for me..."

She looked sad now, and he wanted to help, to change it back to that smile which had lifted his heart. He lifted one hand, noticing it was scratched and bandaged, and patted her hand. She seemed surprised by the movement, so he intertwined his fingers with hers gently, hopefully getting across that he was trying to be reassuring. Someone as beautiful as her surely shouldn't be sad. She smiled, but he could see tears gathering in her eyes and wanted to apologize. He hadn't meant to make her even sadder; that had not been his intention at all! He felt a burning sensation in his own eyes and realised that he was crying along with her, although silently while she sniffled lightly.

Eventually the tears dried, and he wiped at her face, still being as gentle as he possibly could. There was no other way he could possibly be, with something as otherwordly and beautiful as she. He was entranced by her beauty, even as she sniffled softly.

Something clicked in his mind at that moment as he met her gaze again, and smiled, closing his eyes.

Something had returned to him.

Something precious.

"Vee~ Sakura, don't cry for me. I'm fine, si?"

Who was that pretty girl?

Well, she was the nation of Japan.

And she was his love.

"Feliciano-kun..."

"Ti amo, Sakura."