Hey all, Frauggie here. It's been a long time since I've written something, but I've been in a slump in life, so creativity gets high. This is one I started a long time ago, and am coming back to it to edit a bit, but the concept of the story is one I've always liked. So - read, review, comment, question, and any ideas you have for fanfics go ahead and send me. I read everything, even if I don't reply and it's all welcome^^
Secrets.
Ludwig had two secrets, one of which no one knew, and the other only one person knew. And it certainly wasn't her brother.
That's right, Ludwig was a girl, a woman in fact, and the only person to know this was Feliciano, her best friend. There was a reason for all the hugs, the closeness, and the over-friendliness, and that was Feliciano helping Ludwig to hide the fact she was a girl. Well, maybe partly because he really liked that she was softer than she looked and that her chest was not really made of muscle but instead she had the chest of a woman. No, there was only one reason Feliciano knew, and that was because he burst in on her shower some time ago. That was one of the most awkward days in her life. The other that came really close: proposing to Feliciano when she thought they were in love. THAT only ended in disaster, though she did learn the truth - they were best friends: nothing more, nothing less, and they would be forever.
Ludwig trusted Feliciano, and it was for this reason that she could only turn to him when Francis found out her other secret. How, she didn't know, but that was only the beginning of her troubles.
"Mon cherie," she had to tell herself Francis always spoke this way, that he didn't know she was a girl. "You must succumb to the arms of amour" he stated.
"And be ridiculed and cursed? Not a chance." There was no way she would let this go, and especially let it come to fruition.
"Ve~" Not knowing what to do quite yet as he didn't know the situation, he remained quiet for now.
"But dear," Francis put his hand on her shoulder, making her tense up out of habit. "Nothing will come of it if you don't tell him."
"That's exactly what I want. Nothing."
"But Ludwig, ve... don't you want to be happy?" Feliciano questioned why the german was so resistant to love, even when she went so far as to read books on it, as proven by her failed proposal to him. This much he could gather.
"That's not part of the question." Of course she wanted to be happy. But what good would a wish do when the one she loved was unobtainable?
"But mon cherie, I'm sure he loves you too." Ludwig pushed Francis' hand away, it getting too close for her comfort, and stepped to turn to the both of them.
"No is no. There's no way he could love me, and even if he did it's wrong. Completely and utterly wrong." Feliciano and Francis both realized she looked more down at that thought than she had meant to and smiled at each other, large grins on their faces.
"Don't worry, Luddy, ve... We won't push the issue if you feel so strongly about it." Feliciano and Francis both put their hands on her shoulders, making her look up in confusion.
They were seriously going to just give up that easily? "What's with the snickers on your faces? You're starting to scare me."
"Nothing, my dear, nothing. Since you feel so strongly, we will just drop the issue here, and let you do as you will. Should you ever decide to change your mind and go after this love of yours, feel free to come to either of us, we'll help you out as much as we can!" And with that, Francis removed his hand and turned towards the door, pulling Feliciano with him. "Come my dear Feliciano, I think it's time we discuss our own problems."
"Ve, of course! Later Luddy!" With a bright smile he also skipped out the door, leaving Ludwig to her peace and quiet. They didn't just leave... did they? And after a very short conversation too... This was going nowhere good.
"I thought they'd never leave, and here I called Feliciano to help, not hinder. What am I going to do about them? I'm not telling anyone else that I love-" "Oooooi! West! I'm home!" with a resounding thud, the door shut closed as Ludwig's older brother, Gilbert walked in. "You home? I thought I saw your car in the driveway..."
"Yes, brother, I'm home, I'm just in the living room." she replied, picking up a book to read. Might as well act as if she had been doing this for a while, and was not unsettled by the visit from Francis and Feliciano.
"Why are you sitting in here reading an unawesomely boring book when you could be outside! Enjoy this Saturday for what it is! And was that Francis and Feli I saw leaving a minute ago? Where are they off to in such a rush?" Plopping down next to Ludwig just made her a little more conscious of him, especially after that whole discussion with Francis and Feliciano. Her skin tingled.
Why of Gilbert? That's the other secret Ludwig held. She was completely and utterly in love with her brother. Oh no they weren't blood brother and sister, Gilbert had found her when she was just a young nation and had raised her since, but they were for all intents and purposes, siblings. As far as Gilbert knew, they were just as good as blood brothers. Not to mention Gilbert hadn't a clue his "brother" was really his sister. Even living with him she'd been able to keep this hidden, using a little extra toilet paper during that time of the month, and since Gilbert always did say she had a "stick up her ass", any extra grumpiness didn't make any difference. Feliciano knew when not to argue back, but he usually ran anyways so that wasn't much of a giveaway.
Bored of just sitting there watching the younger read a book he wouldn't have any remote interest in, Gilbert opted for some excitement. "Come on West! Get up and let's do something! Let's go to the bar for a drink!"
"No thank you, I've had enough excitement for today." Ludwig continued reading, not even pausing to answer.
"But West, you haven't done anything all day, you've only sat there and read your book!" the elder whined.
"I have done plenty, I did laundry, swept and mopped the kitchen and bathroom, cleaned the showers, and have had to entertain and chase out some unexpected guests. I think I can relax a little and enjoy my book." This time she did pause her reading to answer him, ticking off each task with another finger.
"Unexpected guests? So that was Francis and Feli leaving!" with this the elder leaped off the couch and more into Ludwig's lap. "What did they want? Feli here isn't unusual, but Francis? Did he get some juicy gossip on you? Come on West, tell me!"
Looking up from the book the albino had shoved aside in his quest for answers, she fought the blush down responded a lot calmer than she sounded. "No, Feliciano just came by to pick up the leftover pasta and since he was spending the day with Francis, he came along as well."
"You can't fool me with that response West, I know Feli and Francis are friends cause they both like that art shit, but to both come here? They had to have another reason other than picking up some leftover pasta..." Gilbert was right to be wary of course, Feliciano and Francis weren't the type to just show up at the german household on a whim. Well, Feliciano did, but Francis usually only came with Gilbert and Antonio, and that was either before a drinking night, or after a drinking night, dropping him off reeking of beer.
Ludwig wasn't without wit however. "When does Feliciano need a reason when it involves pasta?"
"Hmm... good point." Stumped, Gilbert relaxed and slid off her and back into the couch, resulting in a quiet sigh of relief from the blonde, her familiar frown making an appearance. Thank gott...
Ten seconds later, literally, Ludwig counted in her head, he jumped up and stated he was going to make a phone call. She sighed, knowing he'd call Francis and attempt to grill information out him. Another ten seconds passed before she realized Francis had nothing to hide about this, and in fact would find it highly amusing. Scurrying after her brother calling his name left her with the knowledge he was no longer in the house, and instead found his room empty and the window open, the screen dumped on the floor. Shit.