*slam*
"Oh, Feliciano-san. Your back so late. What happend? Your socking wet." Kiku, don't get so close. I don't want to hurt you too. "Oi! Feliciano! Your back late! What did you do, meet some girl or something?" Ludwige asked as he came strolling around the other room from the kitchen in his black tank top, green sweat pants, and pink apron. He paused when he saw me and I knew he could tell what I'd done. The rain had socked me to the bone, but not all of the blood washed out, it were still there, but faded so you could hardly see them. I kept my head down and took my shoes off, leaving them on the welcome mate and just walked straight to my room, not wanting to look back or talk to them.
I could hear Ludwig whispering to Kiku behind me and Kiku gasp and look at my back. Their eyes were heated like fire, burning holes into my soul. Like it wasn't bad enough? I hanged a left and went through the first open door I came, the bathroom. I closed the door quitely and locked it, the knife in my pocket stabing my side. I fell to the floor and thought to myself "Chess, is it posible for me to spair just one person?"
"Yes, if you truely care for them. Who did you have in mind?" the familar demonic voice replaied.
"Ludwig." I muttered out loud by accident and then I heard him banging on the door trying to get it open instenly.
"Open the door, Feliciano! We can talk about what happend! It will all be fine, just open the door!" He went on screaming orders at me, but I wasn't paying any mind to it. I could hear Kiku in the backround pleading for me to open the door as well. It give me a headack.
"Will you just shut up?" I yelled back in frustation. They left me alone. But I could still hear Kiku, he was in the living room, crying and Ludwig was tring to comfort him. Kiku would defently be next, unless I plotted this out so I won't get sought after...
"Good, good. Your finally getting the hang of things, My lord. Attack those farthest to you and work you way in."
Francis would be next.
A/N: I hope this isn't to crappy. Please forgive my spelling and grammar, if there is anything wrong anymore, and I think I'll add a teaser here.
Teaser, just to thank you for reading this peace of crap.
It's so dark, but warm, why...? "Hey Holy Rome~!" Italy... I missed you...
The light glowing from the beautiful, young Italian girl was bright and showed her feachers well. He bright, loving smile, her pale skin and brown silky hair. I ran toward her, her farmilar green maid outfit flowing as if wind was blowing. She reached out to me, but did not move her feet, why? I grabed ahold on of her hand, smiling, I couldn't stop for crying. I missed her so much. "Italy, I love yo-" she burst into small balls of light and flowed to the sky. I didn't move out of shock... If only I knew her real name.