When Boys Wear Dresses
Hetalia
Heavens Evangel
Genre: Romance/Comedy?
Pairing: Italy/Feliciano x Germany/Ludwig
Disclaimer: Hetalia does not belong to me, but if it did… Germany would turn out to be HRE… 3
OMG I did not expect that much response over night! I feel so honored *teary eyed* There's so much love on ff. I wrote all of this on a whim and didn't think it would get the response it did. Well thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far. I hope you enjoy this chapter and continue to review much love 3
Btw: Manga spoiler alert, if you have not read the manga, look for it on manga fox. The particular part that is referenced here is from Vol. EX CHP 004
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Ludwig went running off and down to the basement in the house he had begun to share with Italy, his annoying although cute, housemate. When he entered the basement, he slowly walked to a wall, where there was a large steal door. The room beyond was meant to be a bomb shelter of sorts, but now it was just storage, a place he wouldn't let even Italy into, since the idiot decided to take over his attic. He could feel his heart pounding in his ears as he grabbed a hold of the handles and started to turn the wheel. There was a loud click, telling him that the door was opened successfully, so he put all his strength into pulling the door open. He shakily walked into his past.
Chapter One: Uncovering
Ludwig shakily entered the room, his heart pounding harder. He gave a look of annoyance, more so at himself then at anything else. I'm being an idiot, there's nothing down here of importance… But the feeling still wouldn't go away, so he walked around the room, his heart still wouldn't stop pounding away in his ears now, it seemed it would make permanent residence in his throat. As he looked around at his past something white caught his eye. He went to it slowly and what his eye was met with caused his jaw to drop. He slowly lifted it up, staring at the white fabric that was soft in his hands. Slowly he pressed the frilly pantaloons to his cheek and rubbed it against him. I remember these… a girl gave them to me… so I could remember her. He pulled them away and stared down at it as memories flooded him.
Why do you run when I chase you and yet chase me when I run?
Holy Rome…
Listen, Italy. There's one thing I need to tell you. I-I'm sorry about everything. I have to leave, so you can feel at ease.
Wh-What do you mean? That poor little girl, her face contorted in such pain, it ached the young boy.
I mean exactly what I said. One of his soldiers distracted him while he was talking to the girl and briefly looked away, nodding in agreement. He turned back to her, looking at her with intense blue eyes filled with sadness. See you then. Take care. With that he had turned to leave with his soldiers, it had felt as though time had slowed to a crawl and the young girl was left there watching him go.
Ah… are you really leaving? She called out after him in her sweet voice. No… I don't want you to, Holy Rome. She watched as he kept going being for yelling out to him. Wait! Wait! Oh no! What should I do? She flailed her arms around hectically. H-Holy Roman Empire! She called out.
He turned to look at her with a quizzical expression on his face.
D…Don't go Holy Roman… She bent over and reached under her dress, pulling off the underwear she had been wearing. I... I'll give you this. Take this Holy Roman Empire and think of it as me!
His face went three shades of red before stopping at apple red. W-What are you doing? Underwear as a gift, that means this is… a confession. He reached and took them from her. T-Thank you I accept your feelings. He held them close to his chest. Then, I'll also… What do… your people give to their loved ones?
He set them down and looked around the room to black robes that he had long since discarded, hanging neatly from the stone wall beside a large bookcase that was filled with his manuals (which of course hid his volumes of porn behind them).
Ludwig had not heard the door opening slightly behind him, or the sound of footsteps coming up behind him. No he was lost in his memories, that is, until he heard that voice, pleading with him softly.
"Ve…. Doitsu… ?"
He turned and looked back to Italy, shocked that he would just come down here when he told him countless times to never even look in the direction of this room. "I…Italy"
"Doitsu… why did you run off? The food's going to get cold and cold pasta is not good." Italy frowned at him a bit, he worked hard on that lasagna and if it got icky because it got cold he would be very upset.
Germany stared down at the smaller country before him as memory flooded him.
A… a kiss I guess?
I, I see. He paused. Ever since the 900's, I've always, always loved you.
Ludwig stared down at Feliciano, over the face stuck in confusion, the cheeks with just a hint of a blush, they soft looking lips that begged for lips to overtake them. He reached and grabbed Feliciano by his arms and leaned down, lifting the boy up in the process as well. He kissed him deeply.
R..really?
Yeah. It's true… it's not lie.
Ve~ I'm so happy.
Ludwig pulled away and stared down at the smaller country who was currently in a state of shock.
"D…Doitsu…?"
"No matter how many hundreds of years go by, I'll always love you more than anyone in the world."
Italy opened his honey colored brown eyes and stared at Ludwig. "D…Doitsu…?"
He slowly lifted up the underwear and showed him.
Feliciano looked down at them, his face went pink. "These are… These are… but I…. gave these to…" For once his brain worked as his hands flew up to cover his mouth. He stared at Ludwig with a tearful expression. "Holy…Roman… Empire…?"
"I've forgotten… what I used to be. But… seeing you like this jogged my memory. I gave them up so I can become something bigger, something better… for you. But in the process I also lost the memories I had of you as well… Will… will you still take me Feliciano?" Ludwig remembered all the terrible things he had done to Italy in the past, constantly kicking him around, and he felt his heart sink at the prospect of not being forgiven. He locked his jaw, half expecting for Italy to say no.
"Ve… Doitsu… I knew… you felt so familiar to me before but I didn't know why before." He said softly. "Of course I will take you, I've waited so long for you to come back to me that I almost gave up hope, even after I found you. I'm partly to blame as well for not recognizing you for who you were."
Germany stared down at Italy, before moving in close and pulling him into his arms. He held him in a tight embrace, cradling him to his warmth as he buried his face into his hair.
A few moments of silence passed before Italy stiffened.
"What's wrong?"
"LASANGA!" He pulled away and grabbed his hand, dragging him up the stairs and back to the kitchen.
:D Hope you liked this chapter and sorry it took so long. I knew what I wanted to do but the words wouldn't come out right. If you guys want to see anything in the next chapter don't hesitate to suggest them to me. ^^ - Heavens Evangel
