Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever own Hetalia…unfortunately…
Oh, forgot to mention this, but Lovi and Feli are about 7 years old in the previous chapter.
Chapter 1: Dreams or Premonitions?
He was in a dark room, unable to see even the smallest hint of light.
"Ve~ Where am I? Fratello?" Feliciano looked around, hearing whispers but seeing no one. He shivered, though dark, he felt as if he knew this place. "Hello?!" The whispers were growing louder, and now Feliciano could hear words.
"Foolish boy…tasty snack...hungry…" The whispers grew louder and louder, eventually becoming a roaring river of moans and screams. Feliciano closed his eyes and covered his ears. Even though it didn't block the voices completely, it gave him a feeling of comfort. He whimpered, "L—Lovi… H-h-help…" No one responded. In the darkness he was all alone.
A light appeared, the only light in a sea of black.
"Ve?!" Feliciano's eyed widened. The light was so pretty! And somehow, it felt safe, protective. As he reached the light source, he could make out a silhouette within the brightness. "A person?" He couldn't make out the features, but the person looked to have blonde hair and was built like a soldier with lots of muscle.
Feli moved closer to the person displayed in the light. In the back of his mind, a small voice supplied his name. Ludwig. But Feli didn't know anyone by that name. He was Italian and that name sounded pure German.
Suddenly, the person, Ludwig, moved. His eyes opened and Feliciano saw eyes the color of the sky on a bright, clear day. The blue color engulfed him and Feliciano fell back into the darkness.
9 Years Later
"Feliciano! Stop sleeping and help MEEEE!" Lovino's shrieks could be heard for miles around in the clear mountain air. Feliciano bolted awake, nearly falling off the tree where he had been taking his afternoon siesta.
"Ve~ Lovi! What are you doing upside down?" Lovino was currently hanging from a far off tree, his shirttail caught in one of the branches and his wings tangled in his jacket.
"CHIGI! Never mind that, Idiota! Just help me!" Lovino scowled at the wide smile on his brother's face. "What's so funny?!" He demanded.
Feliciano flew up to where his brother hung amongst the tangle of branches and clothes. "You, fratello! That looks fun, though…Can I try, later?"
"Stupido! This isn't some sort of dumb game!" Lovino looked annoyingly at where Feli was trying to gently untangle his shirt from the tree. "OWW! THAT"S ATTATCHED, YOU KNOW!"
"Mi dispiace, mi dispiace!" Feli winced at his brother's yelling and cursing, his ears ringing in his head.
Finally, Feliciano was able to free his brother from the tree, and got whacked on the head for doing so.
"OW!"
"Next time, don't ask stupid questions," Lovino growled, unhappy that he had to go through that humiliating experience. "And as for why I ended up like that, I was startled."
Feliciano smiled. "Ve~ it looked like fun, anyway!"
WHACK
"Fratello!"
"Stop saying stupid things, then!" Lovino stormed off towards his private "home". (Read: cave) Feliciano looked after him, confusion clear on his features.
"I know! I'll make him Pasta! That'll cheer him up!" Feliciano headed towards the small cabin they called home, singing a light Italian folk song. He opened the door and headed to the kitchen area.
Rustling around in the cabinets, he finally found what he was looking for, a box of pasta, tomatoes, and some dried basil from the nearby fields. Whistling, he got out a pan and began boiling the water over a fire.
Lovino's Cave
"Ow…" Lovino's wing still ached from when he whacked it against the trunk of the tree trying to get free. He sighed, a scowl once again plain on his face. Though he didn't say it, a feeling of unease had plagued him since a dream he had. It had happened for around a week now, the same dream again and again. Lovino honestly didn't know what to make of it, and that scared him. Was it another gift? A curse? Or was his mind just overthinking things? Without realizing it, his mind began recounting the visions he had.
Lovino was lost. The forest was dark and cold, just like the one that fateful day. The only thing different was that he didn't have his fratello with him.
"Hello? Anyone?" Lovino could hear indistinct voices and see shadowy figures at the edge of his vision. "Bastardo! Show yourself!" He really hoped the shadows ignored him, though. Although he put on a brave face for Feli, he was a bit of a coward at heart and preferred running away to fighting. He really didn't want to meet whatever scary creatures dwelled in this dark forest.
In the distance, he could see a faint light, glowing like fire.
Relieved that someone, anyone was in the forest with him, Lovino hurried towards the fire. When he arrived, he came upon a…tomato? A tomato was glowing gently, providing the light Lovino so craved.
As he came closer, he began to hear voices emitting from the tomato. If he strained his ears, he could just hear them…
"Kesesese…Toni, when are you gonna learn to stop doin' stupid things?" That particular voice annoyed Lovino for some reason. It was loud and grated on his nerves.
"Oui, Antoine… Zis is not ze smartest idea you have had, mon ami…" Lovino hated that voice. It was…French...and…perverted…and…ughh...
"Aye…But mis amigos! I am just so bored, and there is still nothing to do…" Now, this voice, this voice, was different. It was smooth and rich, calm and cheerful at the same time. Just listening to it soothed Lovino and made him feel better.
The voices began to dim, as did the light from the tomato. Lovino reached out to the tomato, not wanting to lose his only source of light, and as he touched it, it burst.
The tomato burst, green light the color of fresh grass and leaves engulfing Lovino. As he faded into the light, a single word could be heard, spoken in whispers, yet louder than anything else.
Antonio.
Lovino was startled awake when a rabbit broke a branch near his cave. He frowned, unaware that he had fallen asleep. That dream was really getting on his nerves, and that name…Antonio…Just who was he? Lovino huffed, No use thinking of it now, Idiota…Not like it's going to help Still, Lovino had a feeling that this Antonio would become very important soon.
"Ha!" Lovino scoffed at himself, shoving down the feelings of unease, and something else. The sun was just beginning to set, Feliciano must be wondering where the hell he was. Lovino spread his wings and headed back towards home.
Translations: Google translated
Fratello: Brother
Idiota: Idiot
Mi dispiace: I'm sorry
Oui: Yes
Mon ami: my friend
Mis amigos: My friends
A/N~~ Whew! That was longer than I expected...I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I sure enjoyed writing it! Yeah, I'm pretty sure you all know who the people in the dreams were, and I promise both off them will show up within the next chapter or so... On another note, I have just figured out I can't write accents...at all... I can speak them, but writing them is waaaay harder than it looks...Anyone else have this problem? anyhow, I'm probably not going to be writing the characters with accents, so I hope you all don't mind... Aaaaand...that's all folks! See you next chapter!
