The dream Ludwig had startled him, and it shook all of his senses. He sighed as he remembered the anguished look on Ivan's face when he fell. Ludwig was heartbroken at the fact that Ivan's own SISTER kidnapped him; as well as the fact that nobody really cared and only did it out of perceived obligation. The frazzled German walked to the bathroom to wash the crusty tears off of his cheeks, and grab a drink. As he padded over to the vanity sink, he noticed the mauve circles that bordered his eyes.

The past few days had been hard on Ludwig, and luckily he had Feliciano to help. The childish Italian was always there to listen to Ludwig's worries, and even had shared tears with his companion. Right now was one of those times that Ludwig wished Feliciano was here for, and Ludwig was stricken with grief.

It's not that the Italian was dead or anything, but Ludwig was really in need of his friendly love at that moment. So the German got up to go see him, even if he was sleeping. As he walked down the long hallway, he approached Feliciano's door. The door was simple red cedar, with little drawings of pasta dishes taped to the front.

Ludwig knocked on the solid piece of wood, and to his happiness Feliciano answered. "Si, Ludwig. What do you need?" Feliciano asked, while simultaneously rubbing an amber eye. Ludwig walked into his cathedral-styled room, the architecture reminiscent of roman artwork. "I had this dream… It was very scary," He answered.

Then Ludwig proceeded to explain the whole dream to Feliciano, and the Italian held his pointy chin in inquisition. "I think this dream had a special message, Ludwig. It might be telling you that this journey you are taking is more difficult than you think." Feliciano commented with confidence.

"Great, I just loved to hear that," the German sarcastically remarked. "It's not like I already have difficulties to deal with right now."

"Well, I'd suggest that you be careful in Belarus tomorrow, you never know if Natalia will just jump out and kill you!" the Italian giggled. Ludwig appreciated how Feliciano tried to cheer him up, and it always worked. Though, there was some truth to Feliciano's joke, the psycho could just kill him in an instant…

"I just… don't know what to do! I mean, I'm glad that everyone's helping and all, but it all seems superficial. It doesn't feel heartfelt and genuine." Ludwig replied. "I can feel it too. It's like everyone's only doing something to not seem like a heartless asshole." Feli agreed.

It had been into the hours of the brighter morning that the two spoke, and Feliciano was exhausted. "Ve… I'm tired… I'll see you later Luddy." He stated. "Ja, I'm tired as well…" The German punctuated with a yawn.

After goodbyes, Ludwig was headed back to his home. He couldn't go back to sleep, because this dream he had put his mind into a fitful state of unrest. He settled for sitting in a chair, and simply thinking. His mind went through all his emotions, ideas, and thoughts on the whole situation. He loved Ivan so much… he couldn't be at ease knowing he was at some place, being hurt by someone.

His mind was slowly driving him insane. So many thoughts in his head at one time tends to do that. If this stupid love wasn't in his way, maybe he could organize his mind. He looked to the clock, seeing that it was now 7:34 AM. Two hours since he had been awoken by the disturbing dream.

Ludwig decided to start his day, since he obviously was done sleeping. He drug himself into the kitchen, grabbing a tuna sandwich. Chewing on the nutritional object, he finished and decided to start heading to Belarus today. He went back into his room, and began throwing more items into his duffel bags and such.

Just as he began getting lost in his thoughts, an unexpected visitor had barged in. Alfred waltzed into Ludwig's space, and questioned what he was doing. "I'm packing, isn't it obvious?" Ludwig answered. "Yeah, I know that much, but why are you packing?" Alfred retorted. A vein in Ludwig's temple inflated, and he was getting very annoyed. "Is it any of your fucking BUSINESS WHY I'M PACKING?! You don't even care about it so I don't have to tell you!" Ludwig snapped. "Jeez, are you PMSing or something?" Alfred quipped. "Argh… just go away and shut the fuck up." Ludwig responded.

"Okay, jeez… I was just trying to be the hero and help…" Alfred stated as he left. 'God I can't stand him…' Ludwig thought with a huff. The German resumed packing, and resumed thinking as well. 'I can't take the thought of somebody hurting him… Hurting his beautiful face… putting marks on 'that perfect body… Good lord I sound like a fucking teenage girl!' Ludwig then grumbled as his pants had tightened in that little heated thought. 'Argh I am too worried and depressed to even do that right now…' He reasoned. The little predicament had subsided, and he was back to work.

He was stacking papers, browsing plane tickets, and all sorts of things. He didn't need much in the way of flight, just something to get him there. The cheapest was about $300, so he booked that flight. It was due to leave at 8:00 PM that night. A good time, as everyone would be retiring or getting ready to retire for the night.

Once that was taken care of, Ludwig took a moment to relax. He strolled out to his backyard garden, which was very extravagant. It had a variety of perennials, like mums, roses, and all sorts of others. He came across his section of irises, and felt an ache in his heart. The Siberian irises reminded him of Ivan's homeland, and their color reminded Ludwig of his crystalline, cherubic, lavender eyes.

Eyes that he would get lost in; Eyes that could possibly have been gouged out by now. Ludwig shook off the perturbingly sad thought, and carried on his way. It was around 2:00 now, and soon would be a little meeting. When the time came, Ludwig was so heartbroken that the time flew by with only a slight amount of response.

After the meeting was done, two hours had gone by. He decided to tell Feliciano what he was doing tonight, and have a little special time together for goodbyes. He walked to the Italian's homestead, and rang the doorbell. The peppy man appeared, and invited Ludwig in. "Hey, Feli? Do you remember that night when you came and asked me where I was packing for? Well I wanted to tell you that I'm headed to Belarus to look for Ivan." Ludwig confessed. "Aww! That's so romantically heroic! But, what'll happen to you?" Feliciano asked.

" I don't know, but I am leaving at 7 o'clock tonight for the airport. We should make this time special, because I possibly could not come back for a very long time." Ludwig replied. The two made use of their time, Feliciano made them pasta and they watched a movie. When 7:00 came, they hugged warmly and said their farewells. "Good luck Ludwig! Bring Ivan back for both of us!" Feli said. "I'll try, be safe my friend." Then Ludwig was off for the airport.

A/N: SOOOOOOO SORRY I HAVENT UPDATED! I've had an ultra busy summer. ill be getting tonsils out, i went to camp, saw my best friend a lot. I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN YOOOOOU! PS THANX PYRAMIDHEAD2012 FOR FOLLOWING AND THANX TO ALL WHO FOLLOWED/ REVIEWED!