Hello people, happy late New Years~! Hope you all had good times for the holidays, but if you didn't, that sucks and I'm sorry that you didn't have a good time. I haven't died yet. I'm still writing the story! I'm trying to keep it lengthy but without seeming like I'm rushing the story line either, so sorry for this chapter being a tad shorter than the first chapter. I might be taking another hiatus to keep focus in school but I'll be writing more chapters to edit later and hopefully that will make up for not updating every week or whatever. So, as always, sorry for the OOC-ness the characters might show as I am trying to keep in character while expanding in how I think they would behave in this situation. I don't own Hetalia or any characters, they belong to the ever-so wonderful creator. I apologise for all errors this chapter has and hope you all enjoy it~!

Blue Eyes

Chapter 2

Day 5

Patient: Feliciano Vargas

Date: XX-XX-20XX

Time: 09:35:06 am

Notes: Patient seems to be enjoying himself around the others. Has yet to show further signs of strange behaviour. Another session with the patient may prove more fruitful than initial session.

"Huhuhu, you are funny. You have more jokes, no?"

"V-veh?! You really think so? Oh, but I don't have anymore... Don't you have any to share?"

He bowed his head, a dark shadow casting over his eyes eerily. "My jokes aren't so funny. They are more... disturbing and end in death. Though they may not be jokes... Huhuhu..."

Feliciano winced, trembling in fear. "Y-You don't say..." As quickly as the shadow appeared, it was replaced by a sweet smile.

"That was joke! Funny, da?"

Feliciano blinked, mouth shaped in an "o". He began to laugh uncontrollably, making his new-found friend smile widely in glee.

"That was funny! Kind of creepy, but you really got me!" Feliciano hiccupped between laughs.

"Good, good!"

"Mr. Braginski, it's time for your session," they turned to the nonchalant nurse, their laughter stopping all together. The young nurse tapped her foot, lips pursed in annoyance. "Come on, we don't have all day..." she drawled, taking a look at her watch.

"O-oh, well then, it was nice meeting you, Ivan," Feliciano said, awkwardly. Ivan smiled, lips stretching across his face.

"It was nice meeting you, Feliciano. I hope we see each other again! Maybe next time, you have joke ready for me!" Ivan turned and followed the nurse out of the day room, humming tunelessly. Feliciano smiled to himself. Maybe this place isn't so bad after all, he thought.

"Oh, Feliciano, there you are." Feliciano glanced and saw Arthur approaching him.

"Mr. Kirkland!" he chirped and turned to face Arthur, "good to see you again! Is it time for lunch yet? I'm really hungry but the food here sucks! Did you bring me something good?"

"Err... no... I helped cook though...," Arthur muttered.

"What'd you say? I didn't hear you," Feliciano asked innocently.

"Nothing... nothing..." Arthur pushed aside his hurt pride and said, "Your brother's here to visit you. Also, when you're finished speaking with him, you must come back to see me. Dr. Jones returned to work today so he will be checking on you this afternoon." Feliciano stared at Arthur, as if trying to process everything he was told. Arthur's eyebrows furrowed and he frowned. "Err... Did I say it too fast?" he asked.

It seemed to finally connect and Feliciano smiled and clapped his hands excitedly. "Lovi's here? Great! I haven't seen him in so long! Maybe he'll take me home this time... Anyways, lead the way~! I hope he brought something for me!"

"You seem awfully cheery today," Arthur remarked as they walked down to the visiting room. It was another warm day, as expected in late summer. The caretakers had opened the barred windows to let in the soft breeze. Feliciano could hear the cheerful chirps of the robins outside mixed with the gurgling croaks of the ravens. The mix between the high whistling and low caws sounded like a cacophonous melody, suitable for the chaos of those inside the asylum. Feliciano found it to be relaxing.

"Well, I made a new friend! He's a little weird but he's funny!"

"Is that so? Good to hear that. Ah, here we are," Arthur opened the door and let Feliciano in. Feliciano's eyes scanned the area until he found a familiar pair of hazel eyes staring back at him.

"Lovino!"

"Fratello!"

Arthur felt his lips tug upwards at the sight of the two brothers hugging and speaking in fast Italian. They really are good to each other, he thought as they sat down opposite to each other. He took a seat a few tables away from them, took out a pad and pen, and watched.

(0oo0oo0)

Time: 11:10:48 am

Notes: ...

Still no sign of disturbing behaviour, even as his brother left. Perhaps we might be able to get a glimpse when he meets Dr. Jones. Must keep back-up close just in case patient becomes difficult to control. Current thoughts are leading toward personality disorders or –

"Lovino's gone now. I have to go meet Dr. Jones, right?"

Arthur looked up from his notes and saw Feliciano standing close to him. "Oh, err, yes. That's right. Did you have a good chat with your brother?" Arthur stuffed the notes and pen in his shirt pocket and stood up from his seat. He noticed something was different about Feliciano this time. Feliciano nodded slowly before speaking.

"He didn't take me home this time because he says I'm still not better," he started, eye casted down and brows pushed together in deep thought, "I don't understand... There's nothing... I'm fine... right?"

Arthur patted his shoulder. "You still have a long way before you can get better, but we can help you get better faster if you let us help you," Arthur said gently, "Hopefully, after your session with Dr. Jones, we can begin treatment. So keep a stiff upper lip and you'll be going home soon enough."

Feliciano sniffed and smiled lightly. "Thanks. You're really nice. Not a lot of people are nice to me, especially after I was marked as mentally unstable," he murmured. Arthur's eyes flickered in surprise but he maintained his composure. He said nothing, not knowing how to respond. He simply turned and cleared his throat.

"Shall we head off then?" Feliciano's mood suddenly changed and he smiled widely.

"Yeah! Lead the way~!"

It was a quiet trip to Dr. Jones' office. Arthur mulled over the sudden mood changes and Feliciano whistled to the bird's melody. Maybe it isn't such a good idea to have him meet someone with blue eyes just yet... Arthur thought as they got nearer to the office. "Feliciano, do you remember what I told you about Dr. Jones?" he asked hesitantly.

"You said something about him before?"

"Yes, about his eyes."

"O-oh..."

Arthur stopped and glanced to Feliciano. "You have to tell me right now, is it going to be a problem for you?" Arthur asked again.

"I-I don't know... I... don't think so... h-he's just trying to help... yes? There's nothing to fear," he replied, the last part sounding more like a question than a statement. Arthur nodded and assured, "Yes, nothing to fear."

The door was wide open and standing outside, they could hear the soft tap tap of the keyboard, followed by a long sigh from the person inside. Arthur signalled Feliciano to stay, entered first and knocked on the door gently to announce their presence. Alfred looked up and grinned at Arthur.

"Artie! What brings you to my office? Couldn't stay away from me, could you?" Alfred teased playfully as he stood from his seat. Arthur scoffed, rolling his eyes.

"Mr. Vargas is here, you know, the one that has been waiting for your lazy arse to return?" he retorted. Alfred chuckled and adjusted his glasses.

"Yes, yes, we'll continue this wonderful banter later, shall we? Bring the dude in!"

Arthur stepped back outside, relieved to see Feliciano still waiting for him. "Feliciano, you may come in now." He stayed motionless, staring ahead blankly. "Feliciano, are you ok?" Arthur cautiously placed a hand on his shoulder and shook it slightly. He jumped, startled and looked at Arthur.

"Huh, what?"

"Feliciano...?"

He blinked then cocked his head to the side. "Arthur, was Dr. Jones not there?"

"Err... What? I said..." Arthur paused and glanced over to where Feliciano was staring at before. A large doubled sided window was there, looking over the visiting area. Few patients and relatives were there now. None stood out to Arthur, but something did to Feliciano.

"Arthur, who is that guy?" Feliciano suddenly asked, pointing at the window.

"Who are you talking about?" Arthur asked confused.

"Him! He's sitting by himself there! The blonde one wearing a grey coat!"

"Feliciano... I don't see anyone like that."

"But..." Feliciano looked again and blinked in surprise, "Oh! He left..."

"What... did he look like?" Arthur asked suspiciously. 'If he's beginning to hallucinate, this might be worse than we thought', he frowned.

Feliciano blinked slowly, and then suddenly smiled cheerfully at Arthur. "What did who look like?"

Arthur stared hard at the Italian, baffled. "V-ve...?"

"DUDE! What's with the hold-up? Artie~!" Alfred impatiently called out. Arthur snapped out of his thoughts and shouted back, "H-he's coming in right now... And stop calling me Artie!" He turned to Feliciano and motioned the Italian to proceed. Feliciano took a deep breath, muttering in quick Italian to himself before entering.

Alfred had barely opened his mouth to speak when Feliciano began to scream.

"Feliciano! Calm down!" Arthur's shouts were drowned out by Feliciano's bloodcurdling screams, "He's trying to help you!"

"GET AWAY FROM ME! NONNO! NONNO, HELP ME!"

Arthur found out two things in that moment. Though Feliciano seemed weak and thin, bony elbows hitting him in the gut and face hurt just as bad as being punched by a professional fighter. That, and as much as he disliked Alfred, he had no choice but to acknowledge Alfred's immense strength. Alfred held Feliciano in a bear hug, subduing the Italian's wild swings.

"DUDE! CALM DOWN AND LISTEN, 'KAY?"

Feliciano stiffened, his scream stuck in his throat. Arthur rubbed his bruised nose and sore stomach. "...Thanks," he grumbled, rolling his eyes when he received a cocky smile from Alfred.

"No problem bro. Anyways, Feliciano, was it? Dude, calm down, I'm the doctor! I'm gonna help you and junk, 'kay? Now when I let go, you just have to stay calm so we don't scare security and have them inject you. I don't think you want that, and I don't either 'cause I need to help you get better and I can't do that if you're out cold for two days. O~kay?" Alfred waited a few seconds before releasing Feliciano. To their surprise, the Italian was calm now and Alfred let out a sigh of relief.

"Whew! Now that that's settled, Artie, you can go now! I'll send for you to take Feliciano back later, 'kay?"

Arthur rolled his eyes but said nothing. He took one last look at Feliciano and nodded in response. As he walked out of the door, the security guards were approaching. 'Took them long enough,' he scoffed mentally. "Stay nearby, and don't go in unless it gets out of Dr. Jones' control," Arthur ordered and with that, decided to go back to his normal schedule.

Yup, before I get comments saying, "Ivan's there too?!", he is there and will be further explained as to why in later chapters~ Hope you enjoyed it and are looking for more.