Author's Note: This took freaking forever to update, I'm so sorry! IF anyone is even still following this anymore. XD Here's a little update, not much, but I can't really think of what to do. I have points A to like... H. But I have almost nothing in between and no ending. XD;; Sorry. ~Lusaun/N. Italy/Leon/Mr. L

Immortal by Seven

Chapter 3

A Small Lie?

"So... You're sure you just... didn't hear the horns? Or really anything?" Ludwig was then asking Feliciano, sitting with him on the bench. The male in question gives a small shrug and sighs.

"Well, that's basically what happened..." He mumbles in response to him, finally looking over at him. "I mean... I just was completely distracted. I'm sorry to have causes you trouble by you having to have to pull me back..." That was when the teen's eyes widened a bit in slight surprise.

"What? Why would you apologize for that? That's like apologizing for... well, living. Anyone would have saved you in my position," the German points out to him. How can you sound so sure? the Italian wonders, though he keeps up a bright smile. It's not like you know what I'm going through .

"Guess you could say... I've had a lot of close calls," he replies nonchalantly, though on the inside he felt like he was dying. He should have died plenty of times before... Why was he still not dead? He should have died years ago, having been saved four times before... Just die,you idiot! The world doesn't need you, and all you're doing is causing yourself to be alone! that voice was saying again, which almost made him actually cry out in shock. Though he hid it well, it seemed the other could tell something more was wrong.

"You seem to be a bit... Out there? Are you sure you're alright?" the German accented voice asks, concern clear in his tone. Better tell him~. Tell him how you're going insane! Tell him how four people, so far, to save your sorry ass! the voice yelled at him. However, the copper haired one only have a small laugh and shake of his head.

"I'm always a bit out there, Ludwig~. Best to learn that now," he tells him, his eyes glimmering a bit in amusement. Oh, how smooth, kid. He's going to see right through you, eventually.

'Can you just stop?! I just met him, there's no way he's going to see through my act!' he argues with that voice. 'You're not in this!'

Oh, please... I'm always in this. Because I am you. Idiot. As that voice continued on, he almost missed the blond beginning to speak to him once more.

"Well, if you say so..." he was saying, before looking off a moment. He then looks over at Feliciano curiously. "Where do you live, anyway?"

"Oh... I live more uptown, I guess you could say. But I live around here," the one in question answered. "I live with my big brother." Ludwig seemed a bit surprised by this new fact.

"You do? Well, we already share one thing in common. I live with my older brother as well," he informs him, which shocked by this new information as well.

"No way! You're so bluffing!" the Italian argues, his amber eyes wide. "I haven't really met anyone who lives with only their older brother. They usually have their parents, grandparents, or someone..." The German offers a faint smile, before shaking his head.

"Nein, I am not bluffing. Why would I do that?" he then asks him curiously. "Sounds a bit silly to bluff about such a thing." Well, that was certainly true... The smaller male then smiles brightly, before giggling once more. All around him, he could hear people walking on by, cars and hoverboards zooming off, but in that moment... It felt more like just the two of them. He wanted to really talk with this new person. He certainly seemed like someone he could get along with. He began to say something else, when he heard a ring. He blinks and realizes it was his cellglasses ringing! He pulls them off of his shirt and puts them on.

"Answer," he says simply, giving the newcomer a bit of an apologetic look. The other just gave a small shrug, as if to assure him, silently, that it was fine. Next thing he knew, he could see Lovino before his eyes, wearing similar glasses as him. "Ciao, Lovi~."

"Feliciano, where are you at? It's been nearly four hours since the last time we talked, which was at home!" the older brother scolds, causing the younger to tense up a bit. He wasn't exactly scared, just surprised about the whole thing. 'It's really been four hours?!' he thought in surprise.

"I-I'm sorry, fratello... I really didn't think it was even an hour," he began to apologize.

"Honestly, I swear if you didn't have that timer to tell you when it was six and time to start going home if you were out, than you wouldn't even know it was a new day!" the elder began to ramble, obviously exaggerating, before he then stops and blinks. "...Who the hell is that with you?"

"...A new friend," Feli then answers, glancing at the said man once more. He then goes back to facing forward.

"A new friend? Do you just make friends with everyone?"

"Not exactly..."

"I just ran into him," Ludwig then interrupts. That caught Feliciano off guard, as he looks back over at him. "I helped him up and then we started talking, that's all." Well... That's definitely not how it went, but he was willing to go along with that. There was a small moment of silence, Before Lovino gave a small nod.

"Alright... Well, just come home around six thirty. I'll see you then," he says, before hanging up suddenly. The younger Italian blinks a bit, before taking off the glasses and putting them back on his shirt.

"Well... Why on Earth did you lie to him like that?" he suddenly asks the blond, looking over at him. He first got a small shrug, and then an actual response.

"I felt like you didn't want to tell him the truth. At least, not right then."