"Turn to the left please, darling!"
*click!* *click*
"You're looking fabulous by the way~"
Arthur groaned and rolled his eyes. His husband was such a player even though they're married. "Francis, please be mature about this! This woman tried to kill someone after all!" Arthur snapped. "Ah, sorry mon petit cheri, it's only because she looks so gorgeous in that prison get-up. I couldn't resist giving her a compliment or two!" Francis said with a smirk, blowing a kiss to his neglected husband. Arthur looked back at Natalya, her face was so pale it could bled in with the sizing chart behind her. Pale with nerves? Or was she just generally as cold and pale as milk?
"annnnddd...one more from the right, cerie!" Francis cooed sweetly. Natalya turned without even blinking, her eyes were like knives, cutting deep into their souls. *click* *click*

"Right! Follow me, we're taking you into your cell until your court case! Do not resist or we'll have no choice but to use our tasers!" Arthur spoke gruffly, signalling Francis to stand behind her and lead Natalya to the cells at the end of the hall. With each step, Natalya could feel the disappointment pitting in her stomach. After a few minutes of narrow halls and occupied cells, Arthur stopped in front of a random cell, unlocked it and opened the door. "In" Natalya didn't need to be told twice. She was a good girl and did what she was told, jumping a little when the cell door slapped behind her. "Righty, so here's how it's going to work from now on. Your court case is at the end of this month, however we have been given orders to keep you here to reduce the risk of any more murders in our community. Lunch is at 12:00am sharp. If we catch you attempting to escape, you will be moved into the isolated cells. Nobody wants to be there. Trust me" Arthur rambled on. Natalya looked down at her bare toes and gave them a wiggle. She couldn't wait to get her high heels back on. She felt filthy walking bare foot everywhere. Francis gave an odd look at Arthur and sighed. "That is all, mon petit cheri. Play nice with the others, okay?" Francis said with a smirk, pinching Arthur's bottom and practically skipping away teasingly. "Why you little-" Arthur choked out, chasing after him. Natalya rolled her eyes. Damn homosexuals.

Natalya gave a little twirl in her cell. It was always more fun to twirl around in her navy dress, these prison clothes really didn't suit her. She felt like an animal in the zoo; so much so, Natalya expected someone was going to walk past her cell and laugh at her. She was such an idiot. The regret was stabbing her harder than the knife that night. She should have been smarter than that! Lovino Vargas...Feliciano Vargas...they were so different to each other! Natalya grit her teeth and curled into the corner of her cell. She was a songbird in a cage; her feathers tainted with the wrong blood.

"hmmmm? How is mi pequeño tomate doing?"

"Oh shut it you bastard, your breath smells bad from here!"

"Ah, I see you're going fine. I was worried sick, you know?"

"Hmph, that crazy chick didn't stand a chance against me. As soon as I felt the garterbelt on her thigh, I knew she was hiding a knife. That's the oldest trick in the book"

"You were feeling up a girl's thigh?!"
Lovino looked down at his chest, completely bandaged and ready to go. Antonio grumpily stamped his foot, expecting an answer. "Well...yeah. I had to or else the alternate was her following me. I knew she was suspicious from the get-go. I was hiding in the bushes, waiting for my brother to walk down the street and I saw her break in and snoop around fratello's house. She was going to kill him! Again!" Lovino explained. Antonio sighed and placed a reassuring hand on Lovino's shoulder. "Lovino, I know your upset, but living in denial isn't going to help the grieving process" Antonio said with a saddened smile, "I'm here for you. You don't have to be embarrassed to cry on me"

"What the hell is that about?" Lovino snapped, slapping Antonio's hand off his shoulder, "Fratello is alive. I know it!" The hope in his eyes, the excitement in his voice. It broke Antonio's heart to see him this way. "Lovi...I hate to break it to you, but it's impossible. We were at his open casket funeral, we carried his casket to the graveyard and we watched him be buried. It's impossible for him to come back alive. You know...I once had a dog I loved when I was little, he was a cute fella. Anyway, I saw him get run over and died, so to ease the pain, I too pretended he was alive. I pretended he was on holiday-" "BUT I SWEAR TO FUCK THE POLICE CAME AND TOLD ME THEMSELVES THAT HE'S ALIVE" "Shhh! Calm down Lovi! We're in a hospital!" Antonio hissed, gripping Lovino's shoulder again. Lovino exhaled and slumped back against the pillows. "Maybe I'm just crazy. But I'm certain they came over yesterday morning and gave me evidence. I even gave them your details so they could confirm it wasn't me they saw" Lovino confessed, crossing his arms and pouting, "It just doesn't make sense. Not one bit". Antonio leaned in and kissed Lovino's forehead. "I'm sure it'll work out soon. You'll see"

Pale sunlight kissed Feliciano's skin. He peacefully stirred himself awake and looked to his shoulder. Ludwig was sound asleep. "You're awake" says a quiet voice from the couch opposite, causing Feliciano to jump in fear. "M-Matthew?! How long have you been there?!" Feliciano screeched. Matthew giggled and looked to the ground. "Uh..I was only here for five minutes. I thought I'd aught to come and talk to you. You do only have 11 days left after all. You need to start searching for your killer right away!" Matthew spoke sweetly, his face transparent through the couch, "So...have you grown accustomed to your ghost body yet?". Feliciano had to blink at Matthew a few times in disbelief. Then he remembered, he was a ghost. That's right. "Uh...it's...kinda like being alive isn't it? A piece of cake!" Feliciano chuckled. Matthew lowered his gaze to the floor, his expression turning grim. br /"Except...you have an expiry date..." He mumbled, "I take it you haven't tested out your powers yet?"

Powers?! "Wait...powers?! I have powers?!" Feliciano squeaked eagerly, his excitement made Matthew smile a little. "You see how I'm transparent now? I have the ability to go transparent because I'm half-ghost. But you. You are full ghost. You can turn invisible" He explained, a small grin on his face, "All you have to do to activate it is to imagine yourself being dead. Every time you use it though, the world around you will act the same way as it did when you were considered dead. Your friends and family will be upset exactly as they would have been when you weren't there. But then, as soon as it's lifted, people act as though you were there the whole time. It's cool but very sad at the same time." Feliciano grinned and looked at his hands. He had powers! This was so cool! "You also have the ability to float and walk through walls, just as any ghost would. But I wouldn't recommend using those powers unless you are desperate. You do have to maintain a physical appearance after all"

Feliciano looked down at Ludwig, who was nuzzling against his leg in his sleep. "Say...I never asked you before, but what actually happens...if I don't find my killer?"
Matthew's smile vanished, his eyes became full of sadness. Just by looking at him it felt as though all the warmth and color in the world had vanished. For once, Feliciano actually felt as cold as a corpse.

"Nobody remembers you. As soon as you disappear, your existence is wiped from everyone's memory. Your loved ones, your friends...they will look at photos of you without a shred of recognition for who you once were" Matthew spoke quietly. The hollowness of his voice brought chills down Feliciano's spine. "Matthew...forgive me for asking...but...all those times everyone forgot you were there..."

"Yes. Because when somebody else recognized my killer for me, it meant only did half the job I was supposed to. Therefore I became half ghost, half human. I can become transparent, but not invisible. People forget I'm here, but then they remember me. I used to be a solid person people remembered all the time. And now, I'm always confused for my brother and I always get shocked looks when I tell them who I am" He said with a sigh, "I wanted to help you...so you didn't become like me. It's horrible when people dismiss you all the time. They love you, they really do. But they just can't remember you for more than a few minutes. It hurts"

"Matthew...that's so sad!"
"Aww it's alright! I'm used to it. Really"
"Mmnnn...Feli..."

Feliciano jumped a little as Ludwig stirred and began to blink his eyes, adjusting to the sunlight. "Good morning Luddy~" Feliciano cooed, looking down at his boyfriend, peacefully curled up under his arm. "Who were you talking to?" "I was talking to- huh?" When Feliciano looked up, Matthew was nowhere in sight. How did he get out of the house so fast?!

"Uh...nobody. I wasn't talking to anybody..."