Red eyes opened wide with shock and dismay. The words that were just told to him didn't make any sense at first but then they slowly began to sink into his head. He was beginning to understand. He shook his head trying to clear things up a bit. He actually knew the real story, well at least half of it. His brother had no memories what had happened after he had stepped out of the room at the prince's engagement. Although Gilbert was able to inform him of what had happened during his slumber. They negotiated putting the missing pieces together.

So what they both knew with both Gilbert's and Ludwig's information was the conclusion of Roderich wanting the kingdom by having Feliciano 'marry' prince Antonio, and then get Lovino to kill off Ludwig and then Prince Antonio. But wait...Roderich had called the guards themselves and they arrested the poor kid. So then how did that work? Well the only person who know the story down to his rightful core was Lovino, but who would get him to talk? Perhaps Roderich wanted to get rid of all three; the prince himself, Ludwig, and Lovino. Of course he would with all three of them dead there was no one to tell their stories. As for Feliciano he would not tell because he knew of the consequences that came with snitching.

Gilbert leaned against the wall holding a hand to his forehead, "Well, Ludwig your in some deep shit right about now"

Ludwig chuckled "no kidding". How did things end up for the worst? This seemed so unreal maybe he was still sleeping in bed and none of this was happening. That he and Feliciano were living together and this was just all a horrible nightmare. Gilbert spoke up breaking Ludwig out of his thoughts,

"If you ask me I would of had guessed you were poisoned"

Ludwig raised an eyebrow, "poisoned?" how was that possible if he were poisoned, surly he would of had noticed right?

"Come on you drank something for that Lovino kid and then passed out. Everyone claiming you dead. He must of had used something to hide your pulse"

That made sense, his brother had informed him on everything while his time out and so far things were not looking good at all. Ludwig nodded thinking carefully of what type of poison would leave such a strong effect. He wasn't any expert but working at the palace for so long and learning everything from the book. You could say he was a very educated man.

"Cantarella"

"Hm?"

"Cantarella is the only one I can think of" Ludwig pulled out the small vile still hidden in his pocket, sniffed it and then nodded "most definitely, but the effects only last for a few hours someone must of had continued on feeding me this until I died of overdose" he handed Gilbert the vile who took it without hesistation.

He took a small wiff before rejecting it, "but why so slow?"

"Maybe a certain person didn't want to leave any wounds it would only cause suspicion and instead they chose to do it slowly" It goes without saying, it was Roderich who was doing the deed and If Ludwig had awaken then the effects did not work on him as for the prince.....

Gilbert's eyes opened with sudden horror the pieces finally clicking together, "So does that mean the prince is slowly being killed?"

He nodded, "Ja"

"Fuck!" Gilbert made an attempt for the door only to be sopped by Ludwig.

"Listen Gilbert I want you to do something for me" Instincts kicking in, Ludwig was already forming a plan in his head.

Gilbert nodded his eyes reading 'hurry up.'

"Go the Prince and try to wake him up he may be still a bit drowsy but get him out of the castle and fast before anyone finds out. Take one of our carriages and meet me at the gallows. That is where Lovino should be at and I'll be there with Feliciano"

Gilbert nodded, thought for a moment, and then wrapped his arms around his younger brother, "don't you ever scare me like that ever again verstehen?"

"And then what are you planning to do?"

"I don't know, but we're getting the hell out of here until I figure out a plan"

---

Damn it where was Feliciano? Ludwig was close to make another round of going through the entire castle and still no Feliciano. He had even checked the jail cell downstairs but there was no guard, Feliciano, or Lovino. Ludwig and Gilbert had bolted out of the spare room and out into different directions. They needed a plan and so far all Ludwig came up with was to escape from the castle and somehow get the kingdom back in Antonio's hands. Although how was that even possible? Everything was basically corrupt or going to be. Ludwig needed the prince alive and if he wasn't and Gilbert came to late then the kingdom was absolutely doomed. No, he couldn't let such a thing happen. First he needed all the facts all the way down to its core and the only person who knew everything was Lovino himself. The castle was nearly empty and everyone was basically waiting outside in the rain. Although the villagers did not care if they stood out all night. They needed to see the one who had killed their precious prince, pay for his sins, but something up above had caught their attention.

"What is he doing up there!?"

"What is he mad!?"

"He isn't going to get a better view from up there"

A small crowd formed at the palace's gate.

Ludwig stopped as he heard those voices. What was up there? He looked out from a nearby window and saw villagers who were shouting and pointing above. The rooftop? Who was on the rooftop?

"Idiot get down!"

"Does he really think he is going to get a better view of the hanging from there?"

"He just wants all the attention"

Ludwig stopped his search for a fraction of second and bolted up the stairs that lead to the rooftop. He heard a soft singing voice coming up from the roof as it slowly faded away and then came back. Ludwig was forced to open the door due to the harsh winds above. He snapped his eyes shut and shield his eyes with his hand. He squinted, noticing a man looking down at the villagers, waving.

"Hey!" Ludwig barked "this is unauthorized property you are not allowed to be up here get down immediatel-" he paused and literally choked on thin air.

The man jumped and turned his face mirroring Ludwig's before smiling. "Oh hi ! Ludwig's ghost are you here to watch me die?"

-----

He watched with mild interest as the little pathetic villagers gathered at the palace's gate. Well if he must say those filthy creatures were pretty damn faithful to their prince. He chuckled, well not anymore. He sat down on 'his' royal chair and stared blanky at the window as the floor swirled in dark colors before a dark figure appeared. A man dressed in a black cloak bowed at Roderich's feet.

"My master your deed is done"

Roderich scoffed, "It was about time"

"My apologies sir, that prince sure is stubborn, but no worries I gave him my strongest item. He should be dead within the next six hours or so"

"and how did you accomplish that" Roderich leaned forward he really needed to hear this.

"I pretended to be the one he loved. Now he is hallucinating that the two are living a peaceful life but in reality the poisonous mushroom is causing his body to lose its fluids and he is mouth is dry with intense thirst" the man chuckled "in the next few hours his kidney, livers, and central nervous system will start to shut down. Leaving him in a coma like state and then like presto he's gone.

Roderich chuckled and leaned back into his chair watching a little crowd form with mild interest, "and then this kingdom is mine"

----

How the fuck did things turn out like this!? This was just ridiculous one minute he's enjoying life and then the next he's running down the hall trying to save someone's life. His best friend at that. "Antonio!" Gilbert shouted down the hall and bursting his way through the double set of heavy doors. The room was pitch black due to the curtains being drawn shut. Gilbert strolled over to the huge windows and ripped the fabric off from its hinges. A cheery prince didn't have any need for such a gloomy and dark room. It drove him mad just thinking about it, Gilbert whipped around and growled at the sight in front of him. The prince's bed also had curtains drawn closed all around it. He strolled over to the other side and ripped open the satin curtains as his breath died in his chest. His dear friend laid peacefully in his royal bed. Dressed in his finest clothes and his crown sat proudly on his head. He looked pale under his tan skin he had dark circles underneath his eyes and yet still looked untouched. He slept peacefully. Gilbert had refused to see his friend when he was pronounced dead. Francis refused to see him as well saying something along the lines of,

'I'd rather remember him as he was then remember seeing him laying in that casket'.

Seeing him like this choked him up. But he was wayyy too awesome to be crying. Especially hearing the news about his brother. He wanted to break down right there and then. Even though he and his brother held different positions. Gilbert was at least happy his younger brother was there. Always.

Gilbert shook his head he just didn't believe his friend was gone! That cheerful and dense friend he loved very much. It was hard to soak in after hearing the tragic news and this angered him. What the hell was he doing sleeping!? Like nothing horrible was going on! He was such a idiot sometimes!

"Antonio !" he barked. Gilbert didn't bother to properly and gently sit on the bed and gently wake the prince up, but instead threw himself onto the bed and begin to violently shake his sleeping prince awake. Although Antonio remained sleeping. Even on the borderline of death he still looked as princely as ever.

"Hey are you listening to me!?"

Nothing.

"Prince Antonio Fernandez Carriedo your damn people are in trouble! And your kingdom is being overthrown!"

Still no response. In the back of Gilbert's mind he detected a small scent of sweet-honey coming from the prince. Why was that? With some quick thinking and NO he wasn't panicking, Gilbert threw another set of words that would surly get the prince moving.

"Lovino is in trouble!"

At this the prince's eyes struggled to open,

"adonde?"

Gilbert gave a sigh of relief, but remained calm (no he wasn't panicking at all whatsoever)

"At the gallows!"

The prince faintly chuckled, "Oh, there you are Lovi!"

Gilbert gave a questionable look, "No he's at the gallows! Wake up idiot your dreaming!"

Antonio raised an eyebrow "dreaming? No, I'm awake silly"

"verdammt!" he cursed. "Open your eyes" Gilbert clutched at Antonio's collar shirt his knuckles already turning white and his blood boiling with anger.

Antonio frowned, "my eyes are open"

"No really open your eyes. Your in a dream Antonio it's me Gilbert!"

"Gilbert?"

"Yes!"

"Who is that?"

What the hell? Did he just here that? "Sorry man" Gilbert mumbled raising his hand.

"Lovi its only me and you in this h-"

SLAP!

Gilbert had connected the palm of his hand with Antonio's cheek. A cry of pain flew out of the prince's lip. Gilbert watched silently hoping the prince would wake up.

"Ah~" The prince's eyes fluttered opened blinking one then twice. His green orbs dazed and confused "ah, que adonde.....?" his mind was slow and hazy. His face was pale, his eyes look suken and dazed, His mouth was dry with thirst and his legs were a bit slow with responding with his brain. He looked very, very sick. He blinked again as his eyes darted all across the room, "Where I am- why are you on me?" He gave Gilbert a confused looked.

Gilbert could only smile and hug the prince.

"Finally" he breathed in. Yes, he was giving him a hug but an awesome one at that. Only the royalties finest.

"Finally? Aww I missed you too Gilbert!" Antonio reached for his friend and embraced him in return. Feeling awfully weak. "Gilbert I've only been asleep for a couple of hou-" he paused and winced as the wound on his heart screamed in protest. He pulled away and pushed his friend off of him remembering the past current events "Lovino where is he?" The horrible imagines replaying in his head. Surly the guards had been keeping him hostile. Antonio threw his legs over the bed, only to fall over with a thud.

"Son of a" Gilbert jumped off the bed and helped Antonio up who frowned at his legs.

"My legs? They feel wried?"

Gilbert shook his head "your in danger Antonio and you leave to now hurry"

"What? No, I'm not. Only because Lovi did something horrible to me I'm sure he had a good reason for it. I want to speak with him" He made a attempt for the door only to be restrained. "Gilbert" he warned.

"Antonio, Lovino is um how the hell do I say this?" Antonio waited, behind his glazed look you could see impatience.

"He's being put up to the gallows?"

"GALLOWS!?"

Gilbert nodded as he didn't have much time to explain everything "listen all i know is that I have to get you up at the front gate now and meet Ludwig so that you can escape"

"Que? What are you talking about Gilbert? ahaha~ sometimes you are so odd" Antonio laughed a shallow laugh before going into a coughing fit. "Ouch that hurts" he clutched at his heart before noticing his clothing. "I didn't wear these to bed did I?" He tugged curiously at his clothes, as Gilbert grabbed his arm "come on don't you want to find Lovi?"

Antonio thought about it for a mintue. Yes, he claimed to love Lovi, but there were two of them. So who was the real one? All he knew that the Lovi he spent almost the entire night with at the time of the ball, was the Lovi he had fell in love with. "Where is he now?" He had to be outside right about now if he was being put up to the gallows. "We have to hurry!" In his heart Antonio had already forgiven Lovino for his harsh actions, but apparently his kingdom didn't.

Gilbert shook his head "You can't Roderich is ruling now, listen I can't explain everything now, but just trust me ok?"

Antonio opened his mouth to protest but then snapped it shut and nodded.

"We need to save your little boy toy and get the fuck out of here"

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"Feliciano get down immediately" Ludwig reached for the younger man. The wind was whipping his hair around as he slowly took small steps towards the fragile boy. "Feliciano" he called again slowly as if talking to a child. But Feliciano only took a step back as Ludwig closed in on him. Although Ludwig remained calm on the outside but on the inside he felt like he was going to explode. He wanted to scream and shout on how reckless Feliciano was being right now and to get down before he forced him to. But Ludwig knew better then to do such a thing because one, Feliciano was so so damn close to the edge and two he would jump off without a second thought if Ludwig got to close. So the best he could do was just wait and see.

"Ve~ Ludwig your so strict even in death"

Death? Now this confused him, a quick image flashed through Ludwig's mind as he pictured Feliciano laying in a casket. He shook his head he couldn't even think about such a horrible thing.

"Listen Feliciano I'm not dead!" he voice was carried out into the wind and Feliciano leaned forward. Cupping his ear with his hand.

"What?"

This was his chance! "I'm not-" he stopped mid-sentence as he sprang forward and reached for the brunette slamming him down to the ground. Feliciano cried out in pain and began to violently thrash around and yelling in the process.

"Calm down!" Ludwig ordered. He was used to handling crazy people, but not someone he cared for deeply. It hurt him to even look at such a sight.

The man underneath him ignored his command and continued, tears streaming down his face blending in with the rain. "Nngh! Let go! Your gone and I want to go with you!"

"What about your brother?!"

"He's leaving to!" Feliciano thrashed his head to the side on which he was referring to.

Ludwig pinned Feliciano's hands over his head and made sure they stood there as he looked over the rooftop, gasping at the sight. There at the bottom, where a load of villagers had gathered at the front gate were now crowding at the gallows. "Shit" Ludwig muttered loosing his grip. This was now his chance, Feliciano frantically wiggled out of his grasp and made a run for a it. It only he could get to the end. It would be all over for him. It was so close he could just- "AH!" Feliciano shouted as his world spun around for half a second before he was pinned on the floor once again. This time Ludwig straddled himself on the younger man and held Feliciano's face firmly in his hands. He thought of doing one thing and one thing only.

"Mm!"

"Feliciano look at me"

"Nnah!" he let out a cry of pain as he averted his gaze and began to weep silently at the man he once loved. "Why are you so mean? I only want to join you" he whispered with pleading eyes 'please let me go'

Ludwig looked away trying to recompose himself. It hurt to look. My god for a fraction of a second Ludwig had really considered letting the poor boy go, but he knew he couldn't do that. It would only result in the boy getting hurt. He could feel Feliciano staring him down. His eyes pleading, Ludwig sighed and quickly turned back facing Feliciano before catching his lips with his own.

At first Feliciano did not respond, Ludwig tensed hoping to break his lover's dazed gaze and he did. Feliciano wrapped his arms Ludwig's neck and used it for support. Ludwig immediately responded to his eagerness. He cradled the man's face with extreme careness. He barley had time to register that his poor lover was crying before he was abruptly pushed off.

Feliciano had his hand to his mouth and his eyes were wide with horror. "Lovino!" he whispered.

"Ludwig!! I'm sorry!!" He wept into his hands at the sudden thought of what he was just about to do minutes before. Feliciano looked up, "we have to stop it Lovino's i-" He didn't have time to finish. Ludwig had swept him off his feet and cradled him in his arms as he dashed down the stairs.

"Already ahead of you"

To be continued......

A/N: At least everyone is awake now yes? Next chapter is the last guyz. What will happen next? Haha just kidding!~ Anyways I have decided that there will be a sequel following this story. Yay!

Also on a much sadder note my heart goes out to all of the Polish citizens whose president had died just recently. I wish you all the best of luck with dealing with such grief. Also this week was Days Of Remembrance for the Holocaust. My heart goes out to ALL of the Holocaust survivors. You truly are my hero's and also tomorrow is Day Of Silence. For supporting Gay rights, that I will be doing. A whole entire day without speaking at all. I support gay rights and have no problem saying it. Wow~ such a sad week. Ah, I think we all need a break you know?

Until Next Time!

Adios~