Author's note: I'M BACK! Sorry I meant to post this like 2 weeks ago, but I kept on pushing it back due to school.
Warning 7: I would like to say once again, they are no ships, but I may or may not heavily imply a lot.
Warning 8: They're all a bit more OOC because they have radically different experiences as humans... so I'm gonna try my best with how I characterize them
Disclaimer: Nope. Still don't own. 'Cause if I did, I would have married Alfred a long time ago.
CHAPTER II:
"Hi there Alfie! I'm Feliciano! But you can call me Feli!" an enthusiastic brunette yells out, reaching over the table as he grabs my hand and shakes it very quickly. He tugs my hand, causing me to bend over as I try to keep up with his intense hand-shaking. He smiles brilliantly at me and I grin back.
He has a bit of an accent- I think Italian.
He's just like Nico's younger sister, Adelina-
My grin falters.
"Che. I'm Lovino. Welcome to hell." the brunette next to Feli says.
He's similar to Feli, just a bit tanner and a lot angrier.
Feli lets go of my hand and latches onto his arm, shaking him. "Bad Lovi, that's not what you're supposed say! Be nice!"
Lovino rolls his eyes. "Whatever dumbass. Just let go of my arm."
"Are you guys brothers or something?" I ask.
Lovino looks affronted. Feli just shakes his head.
"No~ But we look similar don't we? I keep on telling Lovi, that hey we might long-lost brothers or something- but no he refuses to listen."
"Damn right. You're so fucking happy all the time, imagine being related to that!" Lovino retorts, crossing his arms.
"Loviiiiiiii," Feli pouts. "Do I have to try hug-therapy again?"
Lovino starts to lean back from Feli. "Don't you dare bastard!"
The blonde sitting on Feli's other side pulls him back before Feli could do anything. "Feli, stop that."
"But Luddy-"
He silences Feli with a look. Feli pouts. Lovino looks relieved.
The blonde turns to me. "Hello. I am Ludwig."
His voice is gruffer than Feli's, it sounds vaguely German.
The white-haired guy who sits on his other side cackles, slapping his back. Ludwig jolts forward in surprise. "Oh Luddy, you're so stiff. Loosen up a little!"
He turns to me, smirking. "Name's Gil, but awesome people call me Gilbert the Awesomest Guy Alive!"
Ok then. He's just like a energetic version Ludwig.
A small cough interrupts my musings. "Hello Alfred. My name is Kiku." the only raven-head at the table (shocking since majority of the world's population has black hair) says, his head bowed down.
Japanese? Japanese.
Just like Ms. Fujimoto.
I look down.
Suddenly, I feel a hand running down my back, and then smacking my ass. Jolting, I turn around to see one of the bickering blondes. But instead of looking angry, his face is painted with a perverted grin. "Hello there dear. My name is Francis." He winks.
French. Definitely French.
The other bickering blonde clears his throat, causing us to turn towards him. He thrusts his hand out towards me. "Hello Alfred, my name is Arthur."
British, huh?
I take his hand, firmly shaking it.
His green eyes bore into mine, and I stare back, not wanting to lose whatever competition is going on here. His gaze feels like he's searching inside, picking apart the different pieces of me.
Like he's looking straight into my soul.
It disconcerts me, but for some reason it feels familiar, just like Matt. Like we've know each other for a long time-
The creepily smiling blonde snaps his fingers, breaking our impromptu staring contest and painful handshake. Damn, Arthur has a harsh grip.
"Hello Al," he says, "I am Ivan."
Hmmm. Russian.
Matthew nervously chuckles next to me, pushing me down next to Kiku. He sits next to me, squishing me in between the two. I try to grin, feeling the stares of the group as they wait for me to say something.
"Uh, so um, yeah. You guys know my name, so no need to introduce myself again, right?" I nervously chuckle.
Francis leans forward, smirking. "I wouldn't mind to be introduced to the rest of you." Arthur shoves him, making him fall back onto Ivan.
Ivan smiles, pushing Francis upright, who seems comfortable to just lie back on his chest.
"No need to do that, we're are all friends, no?"
"Che. Whatever." Lovino says, glaring the other way. Feli nudges Lovino, "C'mon Lovi, don't be like that! C'mon smile-" Lovino smacks his hand over Feli's mouth. "Shut up idiot." Feli gives him the puppy-dog eyes.
Damn. That look could probably stop wars or cure cancer or something.
Lovino rolls his eyes and releases Feli, who smiles, hugging him. He shakes his head, but doesn't say anything.
Aww, Lovi must be a real softy on the inside.
Lovino snaps out of Feli's tight hold, glaring at me. Everyone else looks me at in shock.
Shit. I said that aloud didn't I?
Fuck my mouth.
"Wouldn't mind if I do," Francis says sleazily. Arthur and Matt glare at him.
"What the fuck did you say," Lovino growls, snapping our attention back to him.
Shit.
"That's right." He says, eyes narrowing.
I really need a filter between my head and my mouth.
"Now, now," Kiku says, holding up his hands placatingly. "I'm sure Alfred didn't mean to insinuate anything bad, Lovino."
"That's right!" Feli pipes up. "Don't be mad Lovi, I'm sure Alfie just means to be nice!"
I hurriedly nod my head.
Lovino just rolls his eyes, slumping back. "Just don't- ah fuck who cares."
Feli laughs, hugging Lovino again, who tries to push him off of him to no avail. Ludwig shakes his head at Feli's antics, but tries to help Lovino. Kiku is amused, a small smile gracing his lips. Gilbert cackles, Francis joining in the laughter fest. Arthur rolls his eyes, but his lips quirk up nonetheless. Ivan smiles broadly. Matt shakes his head, but smiles too.
It feels so surreal, sitting here. I feel as though there is something familiar about this guys, like I've known them all my life. Maybe they are related to my-
Ivan suddenly claps his hands together.
"I'm glad we got that sorted out!" Ivan says. He turns to me, tilting his head to the side. "No need for other people to disrupt the peace, no?"
I stare back at his violet orbs. His are colder, so much colder compared to Matt's warm ones. I don't know understand, but something about him-
Matt clears his throat, snapping us from our weird staring contest. That is the second one today, what the hell is wrong with me?
Matt speaks up, "Well that has been nice, but I'm sure Al-" he looks at me, "-over here is a bit tired. So why don't we go back to our wing?"
I nod, standing up quickly, Matt copying me. "Yeah, I mean you guys are really nice-" Lovino snorts, "-but I kinda wanna turn in for now."
Kiku stands up too. "I think I am going to go to the library."
"Me too," Arthur says, getting up, "Have some things I want to look up."
The two stand up, quietly conversing as they walk out the doors together.
Ok then.
"Ah pooey, everyone seems to be leaving us now," Francis chimes in, "Come on Gil, let's go find Tonio."
Lovino stands up too. "Do whatever you want, c'mon Feli, let's go back to the wing."
Feli pouts. "But I wanna stay here with Luddy."
Ludwig gets up too. "I'm going back too, Feli. Alfred has the right idea, might as well turn in right now."
Gilbert cackles. "You guys are really no fun, are you? Whatever, come on Francy-pants, let's go find him." He drags Francis away to a nearby table, tackling one of the brunettes. I can hear them laugh, as the brunette turns and smiles, throwing his arms of their shoulders. The rest of the table aren't even surprised, some of them shake their heads while the others just smile at their antics.
They look close.
"Ah, looks like I'm all alone," Ivan says sadly, but then perks up "I'll go see what Kat and Nat are doing!" He gets up and stalks off to another table, sitting down next to two girls who start fussing over him.
Awww.
Matt tugs my arm. "Come on Al, let's get out of here."
"Hey can you show me around the rest of the place before we go back to our wing?" I ask.
Matt turns, raising his eyebrow. "I thought you said that you wanted to go back?"
"Yeah, but I'm not that tired and I'm really curious."
"Oooh, then I wanna come with you guys too," a voice pipes up from behind us.
Matt and I jump, both of us standing in defensive positions, ready to punch someone.
Both of us relax when we notice it was just Feli. Feli tilts his head. "You guys ok?"
Matt nods. "Yeah… sorry, I guess we were just startled."
Feli smiles, waving it off. "It's ok, it's ok."
I look around. "Where is Lovino and Ludwig?"
"Right here dumbass," Lovino drawls out.
"Sorry we startled you two," Ludwig says, "Nice defensive positions by the way."
I rub my neck. "It's a given I suppose. I am a policeman afterall. It would be sad if I didn't know how to defend myself. My boss would-"
I pause. Right, the police station.
Feli breaks the silence. "That's very cool Alfie! I bet you know a lot of cool stories, don't you? You should tell us some time."
"Yeah, but not now. We still have to give this a dumbass a tour first." Lovino says, glaring at the wall behind me.
"Wait- what do you mean us," Matt says.
Feli and Lovino blink. "We're going to give Alfie a tour with you." Feli says.
Lovino nods. "Have to make sure you do it right."
"But-"
"Did I fucking stutter?"
"N-no."
"Well I wish you luck on your endeavor, but I think I'm going to turn." Ludwig says, as he starts to walk ahead. Feli quickly latches onto to him.
"Noooooooo, Luddy you have to go with us. Please? Pretty please? Pretty please with a cherry on top."
He's doing the pouting thing again. Ludwig is not gonna last long.
Ludwig looks conflicted for a minute but sighs. "Fine. As you wish."
And that's how our merry band of five ended walking around the white hallways- that look exactly the same, I fucking swear- and would have gotten lost if it weren't Matt's awesome navigating skills.
"Seriously Matt, how the hell did you memorize the layout of this place?" I ask him, as we follow him around yet another turn.
He shrugs. "I don't know, I just seem to know." Before I could retort with 'that makes a lot of sense, thanks for clearing it up', he stops in front of a door.
"Finally! A door." I say.
Feli giggles, Lovi rolls his eyes, and Ludwig just shakes his head. Matt looks at me. "Really Al?"
"Oh come on, we've been walking around for like hours so excuse me for being excited for a door after all those hallways."
Matt just shakes his head. I look at the door. There was nothing spectacular about it except for the fact that it had nameplate that said, 'Germany' on it.
"Oh look, it says Germany! That's where you're from, isn't it Luddy?" Feli asks excitedly.
"Great we found this bastard's country, now can we go?" Lovino complained.
"No one asked you to come with use in the first place," I tell him.
"Al." Matt warns.
Lovino just rolls his eyes. "Whatever."
I turn to see Ludwig just standing there stock-still, staring intensely at the door. An unreadable expression is painted on his face, but his blue eyes look confused. It seems as if he was torn between standing there and stepping forward and opening the door.
"You ok there bud?" I ask him.
Ludwig flinches, stepping back. "Yes- uh- sorry. I think I'm going to turn in. See you all later." He turns around and quickly walks away.
Feli opens his mouth, probably to say something to make Ludwig stay, but Lovino smacks a hand over his mouth, shaking his head. "Not now Feli."
Feli looks down, nodding.
I look at the door. Why did Ludwig react that way? Was it 'cause he saw the nameplate? Suddenly something clicked in my head.
"That's one of the 'locked rooms' isn't?"
Matt and Lovino nod. I step towards the door, and jostle the door knob. It didn't budge.
"What part of 'locked' do you know get dumbass?" Lovino scoffs.
I pout. "I just wanted to try it out anyway." Feli glomps me. "It's ok Alfie, no need to be sad. Lovi is just being a meanie pie again."
Lovino rolls his eyes once more. "Whatever. Come one Feli, let's head back to the wing. I'm tired," pausing, he looks at Matt and I, "I suggest that you guys head back to," he fixes his eyes on me, "You might as well get all the rest you can get."
I collapse onto my bed.
Blegh.
Part of me kinda wants look around and explore more. I mean come on, after seeing Ludwig like that, I was burning up with curiosity just see what was behind the door.
I mean they do say that curiosity killed the cat. But satisfaction brought it back.
Plus, there might even be a door for 'America'!
But blegh.
The bed's too comfortable after all.
I roll over to face Matt, who is sitting down on his bed, his back against the wall.
"Enjoying yourself?" He smirks.
I glare at him.
He shakes his head, amused.
I smush my face into my pillow. It's nice and soft. Just like a pillow should be. Indeed this the epitome of what a pillow should be. All pillows should strive to be awesome as this pillow. Ah pillow, you are truly the only one for me. So snuggly and warm, just perfect to forget all your worries in.
Matt's timid voice cuts through my musings.
"So how do you like it here so far?"
I look up. Matt avoids my eyes, choosing instead to stare at the tiled floor. He's wringing his hands.
"S'not bad," I say. "The people- um- they seem nice."
He snorts.
"Shut up- what else do you want me to say? Oh my, I absolutely love it here, even though I was kidnapped. Everything's just peachy right now."
Matt looks away.
Way too go Al. Aren't you just great at this.
"Aww- shit I didn't mean it that way. I just-"
"I get it. We all get it." He looks up to meet my eyes. "None of us came here willingly either, Al."
This time I look away.
"I-I know. It's just that- that it's a lot to take y'know? Yesterday-" I pause, "Or whenever it was, I was getting ready to go home, bam! Now I'm here. I- I need some time, I guess." I turn my head to look at him.
He's half-smiling now. "Yeah…" His lips twist into a smirk. "But sure didn't need time to become buddy buddy with Arthur back there."
"He's the one who started it," I whine.
Matt raises an eyebrow. "You guys literally had a staring competition."
"Well- I don't know, he was the one- I just felt like I had to y'know compete."
"Use your words Al."
"Shuuuut uuuuuup."
"What about Ivan? What was going on there."
"He started it too."
"So they both just started having staring competitions with you."
"I don't know maybe they like my face or something."
"Well Francis certainly did."
I roll my eyes.
"Yeah, well he especially needs to keep his hands to himself."
I don't care about which way people swing, but that doesn't mean I'm ok with anyone's hands on my ass. Private property folks. Better respect it.
"You sure? Cause it seemed like you were enjoying it back there."
"Stop being such a meanie pie."
Matt bursts out laughing, doubling over as he wheezes out, "Meanie- ha- ha- pie- ha ha- are- are - ha ha- you sulking?!"
"Fuck off," I grumble, throwing a pillow at him. He sobers up, catching the pillow easily, and dropping it down beside him.
"Gimme my pillow back," I pout. He shakes his head again and tosses it back. It lands on my face.
"Seesly," I say, my voice muffled by the pillow.
"Sorry, what did you say? I didn't quite hear that," He says teasingly. I bet he has that stupid smirk slapped on his face too.
Well screw you too.
I shove the pillow off my face and turn to glare at him. He guiltily smiles back. I roll my eyes. After eyeing each other for a few moments, we burst out laughing.
"Y-your f-face- ha- I c-can't-" he wheezes out, falling back onto his bed, his body shaking.
"L-like y-you -ha ha- w-were any b-better," I wheeze back, hugging my pillow as roll around on the bed.
Our laughter fills up the blank room, ringing up to the dull ceiling and echoing round the corners. It's all so familiar, like we've done a thousand times.
Nostalgia hits me like a truck, and I sober up. A few stray giggles leave Matt's lips before he sobers up too. We both look away.
"Do you get the feeling… that- that we might have known each some time before?" Matt asks suddenly.
I look at him. He avoids looking at me again.
"Yeah… it's weird 'cause I don't even remember anything beyond these past 5 years…"
Matt looks up this time. "Y-you too?"
"I mean it's possible- Wait what."
"I-I don't remember either," noticing my stunned look, he adds. "I don't remember anything before 5 years ago."
Author's note: Dun, dun dun.
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