Hello, hello, hello! Welcome!If you are reading this, then a wonderful thing has happened

At the time of writing this, my story,365 Days, has now reached over 1,000 reads!

Yes, ladies and gents, it's passed the 1,000 mark!

I would like to thank everyone who's read this book, and especially my beta, Pansychic27213! She is beyond amazing. She's like my older sister, and a very nice one at that. She's always here for me, helping me write better content, correcting me when I'm wrong, even making me laugh at the silliest of things. I really appreciate you, Cana-sempai, a lot more than you know.

Now, as I promised, because we reached this momentous mark, I said I'd make an omake, or extra chapter! And, you guys got to vote! Now, let's see what the result is!

Also, in this chapter, (almost) ALL the characters are there! Even people who haven't been introduced into the main story yet!

"Ve, nonno, where are we going?" I asked. We were in a rather large minivan, with Grandpa at the wheel. As I stared outside the window, I watched as the ebony road sped past us as we drove down the highway.

"Chigi, just tell us already, dammit! Where are you fucking taking us?" Lovino's frustrated voice shouted, as he crossed his arms and gave a large sigh.

"You'll see, nipote! Lovino, don't fight now! You might ruin the surprise!" Was all that he would say. That's all anyone said, actually. Everyone had acted strangely around us. Neither of us knew why, though. It all started this morning, ever since me and fratello woke up.

"Wake up, chigi!" A loud, piercing voice began to ring in my ears. I gave a small groan in response. Why couldn't I sleep for a few more minutes? I could already hear the birds as they began to chirp, and even the faint beeps of an alarm clock. I really didn't want to get up.

"All the pasta's gone," Lovino spoke. Well, that sure woke me up.

"VE?!" I shouted, and my body shot straight up. Eyes widened to the point of saucers, I couldn't help but grip the sheets in utter fear. "No! Not the pasta! Anything but the pasta! It's not true, right, fratello? The pasta's fine, right? Right?! Ve, this is terrible!" I gulped, and tears began to well up in my eyes. My brother took a few moments, before he breathed a sigh, and shook his head.

"Mio Dio," He began, and then looked up at me. "At least you're awake. C'mon, we gotta get dressed and go downstairs. Nonno wanted to tell us something."

I gave a small pout at the fact that he tricked me about the pasta, but cheered up a few moments later. I gave a nod in response, as he got off the bed. He seemed to already be dressed as he strolled out. I guess I might as well start the day. As I stretched, I swung my legs over the soft,pasture green covered bed. I began my slow trek to the bathroom, before my hands skimmed over the wooden door. I then pushed it close, and grabbed a towel from the closet as I turned on the faucet, and started my morning routine.

Once I finished and clothed myself, I began to amble down the stairs happily. As I got to the bottom, I glanced into the kitchen. Grandpa Roma was preoccupied with..something. I couldn't make it out, though. I was too far away. Curiosity was all too eager to go see what the mystery was, and so was I. So, as I gathered my courage, I ventured into the shiny, wooden floored kitchen, in search of the answer.

Tip-toe, tip-toe, tip-to- Stop! He's turning around, ve! Retreat! Retreat!

I dove behind the wall for protection, just as nonno began to turn around. I couldn't help but quake in fear. What if he saw me?! Did he see me at all? I gulped as I heard large footsteps begin to stroll on the floor. Suddenly, they stopped, and a sigh was heard. With my hands clamped over my mouth, I couldn't afford to make a sound.

"Hmph. I thought I heard little Feli come down the stairs. Darn. And I was gonna call him down to show him everything I made. There's so much pasta too. Guess I could give it to Lovino."

"Ve!"I couldn't help but spring out of my hiding spot when he threatened the well being of pasta.

"Nooo! Nonno, I'm right here!" I cried, and ran towards him. I dashed and hit head-on into his back, and hugged him tightly. "Just don't hurt the pasta, ve! They don't deserve it! It'll hurt, and they'll be sad, ve!"

Grandpa laughed, and then turned around, before he ruffled my hair a bit. "My, my. If you didn't want me to have anyone eat it, you could have just asked, y'know?" He chuckled. I sniffed in response, which only caused him to hug me a little bit tighter.

"It's alright, Feli. I'll let you eat your pasta. Oh, that reminds me! Lovino, come in here! I need to tell the two of you something!" His voice boomed as he let go of me, and I went towards the plate. As he spoke, fratello soon came from around the corner, his arms folded as he let out a sigh.

"Well? What is it, chigi?" He questioned, before he leaned against the wall. Grandpa brought Lovino over, and then gripped both of our hands tightly. A wide smile brightened on his face before he spoke.

"We're going on a trip! It'll be fun! I'm sure you'll both love it!" He said happily.

"Where are we going?" Lovino asked, and his eyes began to narrow.

"It's a surprise!"

"Ve, I love surprises! I can't wait to see it! Oh, maybe Antonio's there! I'm sure you'd love that, fratello! Oh, maybe Ludwig's there, too! And Kiku!"

"Psh, if that German bastard's there, it'll be a real surprise."

"Ve! Fratello, he's nice!"

"Like Hell."

"Anyways, we have to go to the car now! Come on! Quit bickering like old ladies and get to the van! You're gonna miss your surprise!" Grandpa interrupted us. I dashed to the the car as quickly as I could, Lovino behind me as he grumbled and clambered in. After Grandpa Roma got into the minivan, he jingled the keys, twirled them on his finger, and then put them into the keyhole. Soon, he had cut the vehicle on and began to pull out of the driveway, before onto the road. We were now on our way to the mysterious destination.

We had drove for two long hours before we got to the place. I guess I had fallen asleep, because when we arrived, I was shaken awake by Lovino. As we clambered out of the minivan, Grandpa stopped us where we stood.

"Now, before we go any further, you have to put these on," He instructed, and held out his hand. In them were two blindfolds, one red, one green.

"Ve, but why?" I asked, and tilted my head to the side. Why did we have to do this?

"You'll see~!" Was the all the reply I could get from him. Lovino grumbled as well, but accepted it rather willingly.

I picked up the crimson cloth, and then tied it around my face. Soon, my world was shrouded in darkness. For a few moments, I felt a little bit scared. But when I felt a larger hand hold my own, I didn't feel so afraid. As we were led to who-knows-where, we were both directed to some stairs, and a door. Once we got into what I think was a building, we were stopped.

"You can take the blindfolds off now~!" Grandpa's voice rang out gleefully. I untied the knot in the cloth and pulled it away from my face. When I opened my eyes, a large gasp came from my lips. I took a glance at my brother, whose eyes were widened to the point I thought that they would bulge out. As I looked around the house, I turned my head back at the sight, and a large grin spread onto my lips.

In the center of the room was everyone I knew. There was Francis, who stood near the side, and winked. Antonio ran towards Lovino and rubbed his cheek against his own, despite fratello's loud shouts. Kiku was near the middle, with a camera around his neck. His older brother, Yao, stood behind him, as he talked to a larger blond hair guy, named Ivan. In the very middle was Ludwig, and behind him was something much bigger.

It was a large,three tiered cake, placed on a decorative table. Each tier was a different color. The first and largest one was green, with little white flags that stuck out in random places. On the second tier, the color changed to a delicate white. There was even two dough like figurines standing on the edge. The both had black curls, much like me and Lovino do. One held an Italian flag, while the other had a tomato on the top of its head. The last tier was really cool! It was the smallest, but it was definitely the best. It was vermilion, with small, adorable tomatoes scattered throughout. There were even pictures of pasta on there as well! On the very top were candles. I counted fifteen of them. The very last detail was the fact that in neat, detailed cursive read these words;

Happy Birthday, Vargas Brothers!

Have a great fifteenth!

"Happy Birthday Feliciano! Happy Birthday Lovino!" They all cheered, as they threw up confetti and

"Ve, this is amazing!" I cried, and jumped up for joy. Soon, I had dashed to Ludwig and Kiku, and gave them a great, big hug. "Ve, Grazie!"

"It is no probrem, Vargas-san," Kiku replied, before he squirmed out of the hug.

"J-Ja," Ludwig added. "It's the least ve can do."

"This is going to be really fun! I know it is!" I grinned brightly, and then the surprise birthday party at Francis' house began.

After many, many, many hours of partying, everyone was exhausted, and had begun to clean the place up. Gift wrappers laid haphazardly on the floor, and plastic plates littered the ground as well. I grinned a bit to myself as I sat down in a chair, and fiddled with one of my gifts. It was really my favorite one. In the box I held, was a necklace. An iron cross. Ludwig gave it to me, and I treasured it most. As I saw some of the people leave the building, I thanked them greatly for the presents my brother and I received. When I looked over my shoulder, I saw Lovino and Antonio slip into the kitchen. The only one left in the room was me, and Ludwig, who hadn't left yet.

"Ve, hasn't your ride come yet?" I asked, as I strolled over to him.

"Nien. Gilbert's probably taking his sweet time. Or worse, he's sleep." Ludwig responded, as a sigh escaped him.

"Oh, that's not good. Well, I guess you can hang out with me, ve~! Don't worry, it'll be fun! You don't mind, right?"

"Nien. Ja, it'll be nice. I'd..like that very much." He nodded, and we both sat onto the chairs in the main room.

"Hey, Ludwig," I asked. In response, the German looked over in my direction, an eyebrow raised.

"Was?"

"Could you help me put this on? I dunno how to latch the necklace," I requested. I could hear a sigh from near me, before he nodded.

"Turn around," He replied, and I complied. As I did, I handed him the box, before I pushed my brunette hair away from the nape of my neck. Soon, sculpted,pale arms reached over in front of me, a chain in each hand. They soon brought the cold,metallic charm onto my neck, and latched it. A light blush began to dust my cheeks as Ludwig pulled away. When I turned my head, I stared up into those mesmerizing cerulean eyes of his.

"Hey, Germany?" I asked gently, and hoped for a response.

"Yes?"

"You got a little frosting on your face,"

"Where?"

"Right..." I breathed softly, and began to lean up towards him. He started to lean backwards, but I caught up with him before he could. Right in the corner of his lips was a green shade of frosting, just like I said. "Here."

And with that, I licked up the frosting, and pressed my lips against his own gently. Sure, I was really afraid of rejection, but today, I just felt like I could handle it. Life was full of risks, and nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?

Luckily, my fears were unfounded. Why? Because he soon began to kiss me back. It was gentle and chastise at first, but it slowly became more passionate and heartfelt. Warm, muscled arms wrapped around my thin waist, as my own arms encircled around his neck. After what seemed like a blissful eternity, air became too much of a need to ignore, and we pulled away. At least, we tried to. Before we could, something kept the two of us from separating.

Our entwined iron crosses.

"On no,ve!" I chuckled lightly. "We're stuck together!"

Ludwig laughed lightly in response, and helped to untangle the two charms. When he did, he pressed his forehead against my own, as sunkissed, blonde hair rummaged with warm, caramel strands.

"Happy Birthday, Feli. Ich liebe dich." He murmured gently, and one of his faintest smiles fluttered onto his face for a few moments. My heart leapt out of my chest as I saw that, and I didn't hesitate to bury myself in his arms.

"Grazie, Luddy! Ti amo, ve~!" I giggled in response. Just as he hugged me back, Lovino and Antonio began to walk out from the kitchen.

"Hey, Feliciano, where's Grandpa Ro-" He began, but stopped short. Soon, he had begun to fume, and Antonio had to hold him back.

"Stupid potato bastard! What are you doing with my brother! Danniazone, chigi!" Ludwig's face assumed one of slight confusion, with a dash of confusion as to what had happened

I couldn't help but laugh at the scene before me as I hugged Ludwig's warmed chest.

Today was a very good birthday. My best one ever.

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