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Ludwig's whole body felt as if it was on fire. His breathing was harsh as he reached up a hand to clutch the back of Feliciano's head. It was dark in that room with the little Italian's golen eyes fierce as a lion's and glowing in the dark with energy. When he had had his fill Feliciano pulled back harshly. He was shaking all over. All the way from head to toe. Ludwig sat up resisting the urge to touch his bite mark.
"Are you okay?" He asked reaching for the little Italian in concern. Feliciano flinched away and covered his face with his hands.
"You're so stupid." He laughed his voice wraught with pain. "I should be the one asking you that."
Ludwig just watched as Feliciano burst into tears. His shoulders shook and he cried roughly his whole body shaking harshly. Ludwig didn't know what to do. Suddenly he just reacted and held Feliciano tightly to his chest trying to quiet the other man's sobs.
Eventually they both fell asleep tears still running down the smaller's cheeks.

When Ludwig woke up he was alone. He turned over in alarm looking for his little vampire friend... Or had that been a dream? Cooked up by the night's previous excitements. It was when he finally noticed the intense throbbing in his neck he knew he hadn't been dreaming.

"Urg." Ludwig groaned as his vision clouded over. When he woke for the second time he had a pounding headache, and his whole body felt stiff. "Damn it!" He exclaimed cursing to thin air... that was until he noticed the small figure standing timidly in the door.
"Good morning." Feliciano waved tentitively fingers quivering.
"Ja." Ludwig muttered sitting up with much difficulty. He swore as his vision raced again.
"Do you want something to eat?"
Ludwig nodded, then winced as the movement tore his now healing wound.
"Do you want some pasta?" Feliciano looked up hopefully. That was when Ludwig noticed the bowl full of delicious looking white noodles sitting in the Italian's hands.
"Ja, I'd love some Feliciano."
Feli blushed as he walked carefully over to Ludwig. It was clear to him that the German did not remember the night before. He sighed with relief as he handed the bowl over tentitively. Ludwig took it, careful not to startle Feliciano. It seemed both of them had no clue what the other was thinking. Ludwig carefully dipped his fork in the bowl and pulled out a piece of noodles. He stuck it in his mouth and immediately moaned with pleasure. This pasta was amazing!

"Is it that bad?" Feliciano asked in concern.
"Oh God no, it's amazing!" Ludwig exclaimed, shocked by his own enthusiasm. He took another bite and grinned to himself. Feliciano blushed bright red and stuttered out a thank you. When Ludwig finished his pasta Feliciano took his bowl and helped him up off the bed. "So you're a vampire huh?"
Feliciano dropped his support on him and Ludwig went tumbling to the floor. He smacked his head rather hard on the ground and looked up, his vision out of whack, at Feli.
"Oh, God! I am so sorry!" he exclaimed reaching down to help Ludwig up.
"It's fine Feliciano."
"Luddy! I really didn't mean to-"
"Luddy?" Ludwig raised an eyebrow.
"S-sorry, I meant to say Ludwig..."
"Luddy is fine." The German blushed as he was pulled up onto his feet again. He wobbled a bit before finding his balance.
"Then you can find me Feli."
"Feli it is." Ludwig's face turned bright red as he said the little Italian's nickname.

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"Ludwig Beilshmidt, correct?" Headmaster Cytrus said looking at Ludwig's registration papers.
"Yes."
"And you will be starting at the begining of second term, correct?"
"Yes, sir."
"Alright." Headmaster shuffled his papers around on his desk his eyebrows knitting together over his glasses as he tried to decide where Ludwig would stay. "Seeing as you weren't here at the begining of the term when we gave out dorms I don't know where we will put you." He finally admitted.
Ludwig felt his temperature drop.
"I would love to take him!" Feliciano chirped excitedly from the back of the room. Ludwig jumped not knowing the little Italian was still there. Headmaster Cytrus turned a hungry gaze on the small man in the back of the room and nodded hesitently.
"Alright, whatever you say Feliciano." His silver eyes flickered towards Ludwig's and they narrowed a bit. "Be a good roomate." He ordered. His voice clearly saying that it was not a suggestion, it was a threat.
"Yes sir." Ludwig resisted the urge to salute as he often did with his father.

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"Come on Luddy! You need to hurry or I won't have time to throw you a surprise party!" Feliciano exclaimed in excitement rushing past the large German both with their arms full of bags. For such a frail little thing he sure is strong, Ludwig thought trying to keep up with Feliciano's hurried steps.
Ludwig didn't bring to the little Italian's attention that he had just completely ruined the whole 'surprise' part.
"Ja, I'm trying Feliciano."
"Call me Feli!" The golden eyed boy exclaimed rushing even faster through the building.
"God, this place is huge." Ludwig marveled his gaze traveling over stone walls and tapestries with gruesome pictures of Witch Trials and other things he didn't really have the desire to see. When they finally reached the room Feliciano wiggled around a bit until he found away to open the door, arms still completely full of suitcases. As soon as they were both through the door Ludwig's bags were thrown into Feliciano's bedroom. "What the hell are you doing?"
Ludwig asked stepping into the room after the pretty little man.
"You didn't think I'd let you sleep on the couch did you?"
Ludwig didn't state the fact that that was exactly what he was thinking.
"Wait," the German hated to admit it, but he was confused, "so we sleep in the same bed?"
"Yes! We did so last night, what's the difference?"
"The difference is that that was one night, and this will be a very long time."
"We can just pretend it's one night every night."
The German sighed but decided not to press his point.