Summary: For street urchin Feliciano Vargas, it seems Christmas for him will be the same as usual. By some stroke of fate, Feliciano stumbles upon a kind stranger, Ludwig Beilschmidt, who delivers a miracle to the Italian's life- and strange feelings he's never felt before...

Pairing: Ludwig x Feliciano (Germany x N. Italy, AU)

Gilbert pulled up to the house and parked the car. Without a word he left the two and went upstairs.
My work here is done~ he smirked to himself.

Ludwig led Feliciano into the kitchen and set him down on a chair as he tended the cut on his face. He really didn't want the cut to scar and "brand" him as someone to be taken down by other members. "This may sting a bit," he said as he gently wiped the excess blood away before placing a bandage over top.

Feliciano cringed, but the pain he felt was short and quick. After the bandage was placed, the pain faded away. He smiled thankfully, truly grateful. "G-grazie... I-I'm sorry all of this had to happen... I really wished we could have gone to the restaurant, but..." he paused, looking into Ludwig's eyes. "...I'm already happy. The kisses we shared... they were all I really wanted."

Ludwig blushed from the statement and nodded. "I-I'm glad you're happy." He got quiet for a moment, staring sweetly into Feliciano's eyes. "I never knew I could feel this way about anyone..." he admitted, before kissing Feliciano again. "Ich liebe dich..."

Tears of happiness fell down Feliciano's face as Ludwig kissed him. "Nnnh... ti amo..." he replied, extending the kiss for a moment. After breaking the short but sweet kiss, he ran into the living room, taking off his shirt and jumping onto the sofa. "Luuuudwig~! Cuddle with meee!"

Ludwig blushed a bit more and followed him to the living room. "Do y-you really need to take your shirt off?" he asked, sitting down next to him anyway.

"Veee~ it's more comfortable that way!" Feliciano explained. "Come on, you take off your shirt too~" he requested, his voice playful. "Do you need help?" he asked, gently grabbing the bottom of Ludwig's shirt. "I can help you take it off if you want!" Ludwig's face turned bright red."N-nein! I-it's okay. Really!" He pulled his shirt off himself.

Feliciano tenderly caressed Ludwig's cheeks before planting a kiss on the German's forehead. He then gently wrapped his arms around Ludwig, absorbing the warmth of the skin-to-skin contact. Ludwig shivered a little and wrapped his arms around Feliciano. He kissed the Italian's curl and rubbed his back. Feliciano let out a soft moan that was almost inaudible, reacting to the kiss on his curl. He shuddered slightly, but brushed it off; he was enjoying the warmth and closeness.

Ludwig smiled and kissed the curl again. He held Feliciano close and gently closed his soft blue eyes.

A light blush formed on Feliciano's face as he fluttered his eyes. He nuzzled Ludwig's warm, muscular chest, sighing with pleasure. "Veee~ I want to stay like this forever, Ludwig~" he said affectionately, hoping Gilbert didn't come downstairs and catch them during their alone time, with their shirts off, for that matter...

Gilbert walked downstairs suddenly, looking for something, and saw the two on the couch.
"Alright, that's it! I don't care how bad the roads are, I'm going to Francis's house! Don't expect me back until next week!" he said as he grabbed the car keys and left.

Ludwig couldn't help but chuckle at his brother. "It looks like we can at least stay like this for the rest of the night," he smiled.

Feliciano chuckled, curling up and gently rubbing his head against Ludwig's bare chest to get himself comfortable.

"Good enough for me!~" Feliciano replied cheerfully, before immersing himself in pure comfort and passion as he kissed Ludwig on the lips deeply. Beautiful, warm sunrays came through the window, enveloping Ludwig and Feliciano's bodies as their kiss grew more passionate than it had ever been.

About 20 years ago, two children were forced to depart. One child had slicked back blonde hair and icy blue eyes, and the other child had bright amber eyes and auburn hair... and a strange curl sticking out.

The one kiss they shared before they left was not a goodbye kiss. It was a promise they would meet again someday.

A familiar, childlike voice called out to Ludwig after they broke the kiss, Feliciano staring affectionately into the German's eyes.

"Ti amo per sempre, Ludi..."

"Ich liebe dich auch," he whispered to the small voice as he kissed Feliciano again, mimicking the kiss they shared that day.

Author's Notes: Yaaay! It's finally finished! I just had to throw in something about HRE at the end! I really hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed roleplaying it! Please read some of my other stories. Me and my Germany have a new one on the way, it's going to be WW2-centered with a bit of sadism and lots of angst!

Translations:

Ti amo per sempre= "I love you forever" (ITALIAN)