The nurse checked Ludwig and then left, closing the door behind her. Gilbert sighed and brushed his hand through Ludwig's hair.
"You've given us quite a scare," Germania said to the boy in German. Ludwig nodded.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry you, Grandfather."
"That's what families are for, Luddy. To worry about each other," Gilbert said. He smiled at his younger brother. Germania tilted his head.
"Gilbert, I spoke to the doctor before coming here," he said. Gilbert looked up at him.
"Yeah? What'd she say?"
"She said it may take years for Ludwig to fully recover his memory, but that pieces may remain forgotten for the rest of his life." Gilbert scowled and picked at the bedspread. "She also said that it would be best to take him somewhere that has a lot of strong memories for him." Gilbert looked up.
"What do you mean?"
"You know I've been planning to move back to Germany. I want to take Ludwig with me." Gilbert scowled again. "It would be best for him. He lived there for a long time, before—"
"Yeah, I know!" Gilbert stood and walked away from the bed, coming to a stop before the wall. "We were both born there. You moved us here to live with you when our parents died. It was only three years ago, Grandfather, I still remember. I'd just graduated high school, you know, it's kind of hard to forget." They remained silent for a few minutes, the blonds just watching him from the bed, then Gilbert sighed and turned back around. He leaned against the wall and looked to Ludwig.
"Would you like that, little brother? Going back to live with Grandfather in the fatherland?" he asked. Ludwig concentrated for a few minutes, thinking about it, then he slowly nodded.
"I think so, brother. I don't really remember anything here, it would be nice to go home," he answered. Gilbert nodded. He pushed himself off the wall and walked back to the bed. He sat down on Ludwig's other side and leaned forward to kiss his head.
"Well, I'm going to miss you a lot, my little West, but I know it's best for you. I'll just have to suffer here all by my awesome self." Ludwig wrapped his little arms around Gilbert's waist and held tightly.
"I love you, brother." Gilbert's surprised expression melted into a soft smile. He patted Ludwig's shoulder.
"I love you too, Luddy."
So, I've been thinking of this story in a particular way. The stuff I've already written is on one side of a river. The place I want to get is on the other side of the river. I have the materials to build a bridge across the river, but I'm missing one crucial detail: the foundation. You can't build anything without a foundation or else it will fall apart. Guess what the foundation is? Reviews. I really can't continue this without some input. I've also been sick the past couple of days. My sister and I have both missed school, which sucks. My brain power is dangerously low, and it's currently focused on my own canon-y things. The next update won't be until I have enough reviews to get an idea. Probably at least five or something. I know this story has a lot of readers, the least you could do is say 'hi'. Otherwise, I'm up a creek without a paddle. (What's with all the water metaphors? IDK.) Help me out here guys, please.
~Shadows