"Ludwig!" a soft, happy and cheering voice called out. Germany turned to see the shining Italian surrounded by fields of emerald grass running over with a raised hand, bright white teeth shimmering in the sunlight.
"Italy...?" he whispered into the perfect breeze that ruffled his clothes.
With a jump, Italy landed in Germany's arms, embracing the warmth of each other.
"Italy what-?"
"Ludwig i need to tell you something..." Italy whispered soothingly, running a hand through the Germans soft, golden hair.
"Luddy...I...I really want to tell you something...".
"What is it Feliciano? Just spit it out" he lifted a finger to touch the curl of the Italians hair. Silky smooth hair stands twirled in his fingers as he started to lose focus on everything around him. Italys' hair is such a pretty, sparkly colour when hit at the right angle by the sun. His eyes, amber then brown when hit by shadows. His skin, silky like his hair and seemed to glitter in the rays of light that streamed from the cloudless sky.
"Stay here" he muttered to the Italian.
"Germany...?!" Italy squeezed his hands tighter around the built German body.
Hugging Feliciano back, Ludwig buried his face in the Italians hair.
"Ludwig I-" German stopped Italy with a gentle peck to the lips.
At first Italy was surprised, but when Ludwig retreated, his face burning red, Feliciano gently leaned forward and kissed him again. Parting, they stare into each others eyes, sparkling like they were on the verge of tears, then kissed again. The moist and sweet taste of each others lips sent shivers through both their bodies.
"G-Germany...I-" Feliciano gasped as Germany deepened their kisses. A hot stream went through their blood and they felt their bodies bubble in the desire for each other. Was this love? Or just lust? Is lust something you could die for? Or love? Does Love make you cry when they part ways? Or Lust? These two emotions, so similar yet so different were contemplated by both men.
"Italy" Germany, determined to find the answer to what it was that he felt inside, moved his hands down Felicianos' waist and to his lower back, pulling the small figure against him tightly.
Italy, tears of confusion running down his cheeks felt the warm, wet tongue of Ludwigs against his own. If Germany were to go, would he cry? Or would he just stare in admittance for everything does die and nothing can change that. Would German cry if he died? Would Romano? Would he meet Papa Rome up in the silvery white Heaven?
Pushing away, Feliciano looked into Ludwigs eyes.
"Germany, do you love me?"
The sudden question stunned the German. Does he love Feliciano? Or is it just the natural lust instinct that has taken control? If he said yes, would Feliciano feel the same way?
"Do you?" Germany answered with a question. Was it right to ask him? Or did it displease the Italian? Should he have confessed first?
Bracing himself as Italy smiled gently, Germany closed his eyes, ready for the rainy rejection.
"Luddy..." Feliciano took the Germans soft face, and Ludwig opened his eyes.
A ruby trail of blood trickled down the corner of Felicianos' mouth as he smiled and cried silently.
"Luddy...".
Too shocked to say a word, Germany stared in horror as Feliciano slowly blew away like ash.
"...I lov-" the words disappeared as the now smouldered black ash skin of Feliciano drifted away in that perfect, perfect breeze.
He closed his eyes as tears rolled down his face and dropped onto the changing grass. When he opened his blue eyes, blurry shapes came into view and after blinking them away he saw the house, the garden, and the other countries lying on the ground.
When he looked down, he saw a sleeping Feliciano, only the Italians chest wasn't rising as he lay in the pool of dark still blood.
ahahaha i'm so sorry/*slaps herself* i'm listening to the Free! sound track and had sudden inspiration. I AM SO SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED FOR SO MANY WEEKS. I COULDN'T THINK OF A WAY TO WRITE THIS CHAPTER. I WILL TRY MY HARDEST TO RELEASE THE NEXT CHAPTER AS SOON AS I CAN! I LOVE YOU ALL.
Frukus my duckus this chapter is depressing. don't worry though, all stories have a happy ending (in some way)...yeah...happy ending...*remembers how she is going to end it*...that's the best way to end it happily.