Hi!
OMFG I cannot believe this. You people are so awesome! Seriously, makes my day.
And on another note, I can not believe that I was actually able to upload this chapter! Took me like three hours to write, cause I was doing it inbetween homework and youtube. I seriously hate my teachers. TOO MUCH FUCKING HOMEWORK!
Ok, I have two questions, one will come at the end if you want to read it (it has to do with another fanfic).
The first one though, is what would you all like me to do with the M rating? I already have the yaoi scene written out, but I was wondering what you, the viewers, would like me to do with it? Would you like me to add in like full on buttsex in a chapter of this story, or only hint at it and maybe do a separate one shot going into detail if you all are interested in reading it. Your choice!
Anyways, that's all for now, so enjoy the story! (BTW I won't be able to post till like thursday or Friday)
*I feel as though my thoughts aren't being heard. I talk and talk, but no one listens. What happened? They used to look up to me. Everyone would look to me as the leader, ask me for help, even let me be the one to take the kill shot with mobbing and prisoners. But now... everything is different. They look at me, some with terror, some with suspicion. They don't trust me. No one believes I can lead them anymore. Not even my own brother...
Feliciano woke with a start, not recognizing the room he was in. He looked around, trying to remember what happened. They escaped and ran back to their own house... and then what? Something about... Ludwig. Feliciano bolted up to a sitting position, panting hard. Where was he? Was he ok? Feliciano caught sight of a desk, and tried to make his way to it. He managed to get up and pick his way to the desk. On it was a few old books, some papers, a handgun with ammo, and a picture that was turned upside down. Feliciano was about to turn it over to look at the picture, when the door swung open.**
"Feeling better?" Arthur was standing in the door way, his arms crossed. Feliciano put the picture down and smiled at Arthur.
"I should have known." Feliciano said. "This is your room, isn't it? I've never actually been in here."
"Same as I've been in your office, but never your actual room." Arthur walked over to Feliciano, forcing him back to the bed. "You had some nasty wounds there, Don Feli." Arthur looked at Feliciano skeptically, trying to hide his emotions. But Feliciano always had a natural talent for seeing right through people, while no one can ever see through him.
"You think I'm incapable of taking care of myself, Arthur?"
"I never-"
"That was a rhetorical question." Feliciano smirked. Arthur sighed and continued checking on every bandage and wound there was.
After Arthur declared that Feliciano was fine, but should take it easy, they both headed for the door.
"Ah, one more thing, Arthur." Feliciano said as Arthur was going through the door.
He turned around. "What is it?"
"I was just wondering... how long have I been out?"
Arthur smiled. "A few days. But don't worry, nothing has happened. No attacks. Everyone is safe. And yes, everyone." Arthur turned and walked out the door. Feliciano wondered what he meant by that.
Feliciano carefully made his way downstairs. Everything was normal it seemed, a fire burning in the fire place, guns and trophies all perfectly organized. Feliciano chuckled. Ah, Kiku, cleaning anything and everything again. He's like the perfect housewife.***
No one was in the living room, so Feliciano walked to the kitchen to grab something to eat. Just thinking about food made him a bit sick to his stomach, but he figured he should eat something anyway.
In the kitchen, someone was standing near the stove, humming happily. Feliciano knew who it was right away, from the tune they were humming and the smell of food coming from the stove.
"Antonio!"
Antonio turned, surprised by someone suddenly calling his name. He nearly dropped the pan he was holding when he found out who it was. Antonio carefully set the pan back on the stove, then ran over to Feliciano to give him a hug.
"Feli! You're ok! We were all so worried about you, I was beginning to think you would never wake up! How are you, are you in any pain?"
Feliciano laughed. "I'm fine! A little sore, but at least I'm on my feet."
Antonio broke from the hug, an apologetic look on his face. "I'm sorry, me Feli! I forgot that sometimes my hugs can hurt."
"No, it's all good. It didn't hurt at all. In fact it felt a little good. I'm glad to see that you're ok too."
"Oh yes, Arthur did a great job healing all of us up." Feliciano noticed a twinge of confusion pass over Antonio's face, but it passed just as quickly. "But you know what, everyone will be so happy to see you! We're all great, there hasn't been any further attacks."
"What does "everyone" mean exactly?" Feliciano pondered, not realizing he said it out loud.
"What?" Antonio asked.
"Ah! N-nothing, just Arthur said the same thing to me earlier. Do you know what "everyone" includes?"
"I don't think so..." Antonio thought for a second, then his face lit up. "Yes I do!"
"What then?" Feliciano asked. Antonio smiled, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"You'll just have to wait and see." Antonio chuckled. Feliciano was a little upset by Arthur and now Antonio being straight forward, but he was also excited to find out what it was.
"You know, everyone is in the drawing room waiting for food which I'm making now. Would you like to maybe help with making the food? Then after I can present you to everyone." Yet again Antonio smiled, barely able to contain his excitement. The thought of food still made Feliciano a little sick, but he agreed to it anyway.
"Are you absolutely certain?" Francis asked for the hundredth time. "How do you know?"
Gilbert sighed. They were sitting at the usual table, Gilbert at the head where Ivan used to sit. As the second in command, since Ivan's unfortunate demise, Gilbert was now automatically promoted to Capo Crimini, the official leader of the Braginskys. "Yes, I'm certain. I saw it with my own eyes."
Francis didn't believe Gilbert. He already knew that Gilbert was planning to kill Ivan, but the fact that the other leader, Feliciano Vargas, who also wanted to kill Ivan, was there... well that changed everything. Now there is no telling who is telling the truth and who is the one that actually killed Ivan. And since the only other one who saw it happen is dead, they have no choice. Out of the five simple rules of a mafia family, Gilbert (if he did kill Ivan) is breaking three of them. And since Francis didn't want to be punished for not being obedient to the new leader, he decided to keep his mouth shut.****
"So now what do we do?" Wang Yao asked.
"Well, you tell me," Gilbert grinned. "You are familiar with the rules, aren't you? As Capo Regime, what should we do?"
Wang Yao smiled. "Well, revenge is sweet. If Feliciano Vargas killed our respected leader, then we need to avenge him."
Gilbert knew it was going to work. He knew exactly how to go about this. "Well said. You prepare your soldiers, and I'll tell you our plan when the time comes. But for now, hang tight. We need to give them some time to relax and get comfortable first."
Lovino looked around. They were in the drawing room, waiting for Antonio to finish making the meal. A couple of people were playing cards, some more goofing off around the pool tables. "Why is that damn bastard taking so long anyway? He should have been done by now!" Lovino had heard talking coming from the kitchen earlier, but knowing him he was just talking to himself. Arthur came back from checking up on Feliciano, but they have learned not to ask Arthur any questions about that anymore. It was too terrible. Lovino stopped checking up on Feliciano, because after Feli hadn't woken up after a couple of days, Lovino started to cry every time he saw Feliciano lying there unconscious on the bed.
The door to the kitchen finally swung open, revealing Antonio carrying several plates and silverware. He walked in, the door swinging shut. He carried the plates to the pool table, then stood up, as if waiting for something.
"Well?" Lovino asked angrily.
"Well what?" Antonio asked.
"Where's the food?! How come you're not bringing it?" Lovino yelled.
"Oh that!" Antonio laughed. "Don't worry, my little helper is just putting the finishing touches." Antonio winked.
"Little helper?" Lovino looked around. Everyone was present. "Who are you-" the door swung open.
"Hey, can you help me with this Antonio? I can't hold everything!" Feliciano walked through the door, trying to balance a platter of food along with several cups and a wine bottle. Antonio rushed over, laughing.
"I didn't think you'd go all out, Feli!"
"Well, I figured we should celebrate!" The two of them set everything down, laughing. "Besides, you know I love going all out!" Feliciano looked around the room. His eyes fell on Lovino, who was standing right behind him.
"Feliciano... you're ok."
Feliciano smiled. "Yeah. It seems I am." they hugged, grateful to see each other again. "So."
"So what?"
"So let's eat!"
"Aren't you forgetting someone?" Lovino asked.
"Hm? Forgetting someone? I see everyone here."
Kiku walked up. "Someone you came here with, maybe?"
"Guys, I am seriously not getting this. Can't you just tell me who it is?"
No one said a word. From another room, a light turned off and a door on the opposite side opened. Feliciano stared.
"L-Ludwig?" Feliciano took a step back.
Ludwig looked up, baffled. "Feliciano!"
"I... I didn't think you would stay."
"I didn't think you would wake up to see me staying."
Feliciano had no idea what to say. He could tell by the looks on everyone else's faces that Ludwig had already told them everything. Ludwig walked up and wrapped his arms around Feliciano. There was nothing left to say.
Eventually, over dinner and wine, Feliciano was caught up on what happened while he was "indisposed". Apparently Mathias and Elizabeta grilled Ludwig hard on everything that happened while Feliciano was in town. He was quiet at first, but eventually gave in. He said this, which made Feliciano blush:
"Yes, ok? I met Feliciano in town, and we started hanging out. After less than a day, I was in love. Both of us were. We went to movies and restaurants, went on romantic walks, even kissed a few times. But that doesn't make either of us any less of a man. Feliciano is the bravest, smartest man I ever met. Nothing will change that. So why don't you shut the hell up and get off my case before I pummel you."
Apparently after that Mathias shut up, and no further words were said about the matter.
Another topic that was brought up was what they were going to do about the Braginskys. With Gilbert as the new Capo Crimini, it couldn't be good. But since no one on either side was ready for another attack, they all figured they should just discuss it later.
After dinner, after everything was all talked out, the Vargas family went to the fireplace and sat there, drinking beer or wine. Feliciano studied every face carefully. Each and every person was thinking about either Feliciano or Gilbert Beilschmidt. Some faces were contorted with worry, others showing their doubt and skepticism. Lovino's was a mix of both. Antonio was so oblivious to everything that the only thing on his face was ignorant bliss, probably thinking about food or tomatoes. Heracles was asleep, but it was easy to tell he was also worried about an inevitable attack. Even Kiku seemed worried, but whenever he chanced a glance at Feliciano, his face showed doubt.
Feliciano looked at Ludwig.
"What should we do?" Feliciano whispered to him.
"Go to bed." Ludwig whispered back. "I'm tired."
"That's not what I meant. What should you and I do about our relationship?"
Ludwig thought for a second. "People are still analyzing us, aren't they." it wasn't a question. Both of them knew.
"Yeah." Feliciano responded anyways. "Trying to figure out if I'm a good enough leader or not. It's easy to tell. I want you to stay with me, but on the other hand-"
"You're worried about my safety. From both the Braginskys and people in your own family."
Feliciano nodded his head.
"Well don't worry." Ludwig stared into the fire, snuggling up to Feliciano and grabbing his hand. "I can take care of myself. You can take care of yourself. And besides, we promised, didn't we?"
Feliciano remembered the promise they made in the cell.
"I lied to you. I put you in danger and got you in this position. I'm sorry..."
"I don't get it, how did you do this to me? It's not your fault-"
"Yes it is!" Feliciano shouted. "Don't you understand? I'm the leader of the mafia, I kill people, and others have grudges against me, and they don't care who gets in the way! If you stay with me, you'll get hurt." Feliciano was close to tears, but to his surprise Ludwig just smiled.
"I know. And I understand. But I don't think you do. I don't care about all that stuff. If you're in trouble then I'll be there to help. And I don't doubt that if I'm ever in danger, you'll come running. No matter what happens, I'll be by your side. I promise."
Feliciano didn't expect this. A few tears rolled down his cheeks, but Ludwig wiped them away. "Yeah. It's a promise." They made it official by a kiss.*****
"Yeah" Feliciano whispered, leaning into the German. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of the warm, bright fire, feeling the soft touch of the strong German, the rise and fall of his chest, the way he played with Feliciano's fingers as they wrapped their hands around each other. "We did promise."
*"I feel as though my thoughts aren't being heard. I talk and talk, but no one listens. What happened? They used to look up to me. Everyone would look to me as the leader...": In case this confused you, this was just sort of Feliciano's inner thoughts while he was sleeping. I did the same thing at the beginning of this story in the first chapter. Feliciano was asleep and kind of thinking in his dreams, then Lovino I beleive wakes him up. If you didn't catch that the first time, then I'm sorry for not explaining it, I was just so excited to post the new chapter that I forgot to comment and explain things. :3
**"...and a picture that was turned upside down. Feliciano was about to turn it over to look at the picture, when the door swung open.":The only thing I'm saying is... SPOILELRS!
***"Ah, Kiku, cleaning anything and everything again. He's like the perfect housewife.": It's from this commonly known quote, pretty much making fun of Japan when he's going around cleaning Germany's house: "Japan. The new definition of House wife."
****I'm not going to quote the whole thing, but pretty much all I wanted to say was that this Francis dialogue has several refrences to the positions of people on the mafia, and the five rules in a mafia family. The three rules that Francis mentions is the first rule (code of silence), the second rule (complete obedience), and the fourth rule (vengeance). I highly recommend you all check out the rules and names and everything again, it's the first chapter labeled "Introduction".
*****Just a reference to the 8th chapter. So sweet!
Whew, I had a lot to say today. Sorry if I bored you! So yet again, I highly recommend reviewing the first intro chapter. This chapter was more like what's going on and what happened while FEliciano was unconscious. And I forgot to mention earlier, but the part with Gilbert and Francis happened the day after Feliciano and Ludwig broke out of jail. So it was technically a flashback, but I just didn't feel like saying it was in the story.
And if you read the beginning and was curious as to what I wanted to talk to you all about, here it is.
So, one day I was having a dream that I was writing a fanfic on Dark!Japan, and suddenly the fanfic turned to reality, and I was Japan. The dream was actually really cool, and surprisingly enough I remember pretty much all of it. So I woke up and was all like "This is actually a good idea! I should write this!" I haven't actually started writing it yet, but I'm definitely going to. SO my question is if you all would like me to post it on this website. And that's about all.
If you want further explanation as to what the story is about, ask me and I'll write a sort of summary for it in the next chapter.
I swear, I am so ADHD. I ramble every chance I get, even when I'm writing.
So sorry for boring the crap out of you, but I hope you enjoyed the chapter! See you all next time!