Alfred P.O.V.

The rest of the way to the meeting room was silent, I presume Lovino was shocked by my words. When we made it to the room, I glanced back at the Italian in concern. He simply glared, before nodding. Sighing, I pushed open the door slowly, but was shocked when they burst open- knocking me backwards!

"Fratello!" Wailed a familiar voice. I looked over, still dazed at the younger Vargas brother; embracing the other, rubbing their cheeks together.

The older sibling, meanwhile- was blushing a tomato-red, glaring over at me.

Oh, I was going to let it happen. The grumpy man needed it! I grinned over at him, doing little kissy-faces. That made him thrash about, he looked so funny because he couldn't use his arms. He looked like a fish!

Finally, Feliciano released the fuming Italian from his vice-hold and smiled gently at Alfred.

"Grazie for bringing my fratello here, is it okay if we talk in private?" He asked. I nodded in reply, pointing to a place where I would stay. I saw Ludwig leaning against the door, Lovino wouldn't be happy that he would be there... But it's not like he has a choice. He can't do sign-language in those binds, and he certainly doesn't know how to do anything but simple gestures.

I stood in place for a while, and quickly got bored. I decided to take a trip down the hallway. Mind you, the only thing down there is the solitary rooms... Oh well. I casually made my way down the long hallway, making sure not to make eye-contact with the people inside the rooms. It may seem rude, but they are the ones that want to be ignored, they want peace in those rooms.

That's when I heard it- a beautiful yet sorrowful sound... What was it? Curiously, I quickened my pace towards the melody... Was that a violin? It gradually got louder and louder before I met the door in which the song was being played behind. Peeping through the window, it was to my surprise that it was Arthur playing! He looked so intense, and his playing- it was the most amazing thing I'd ever heard. I stared for ages, it was like I was watching a story unfold before my eyes. I shut my eyes gently, humming along, remembering this song... "Aase's Death", Edvard Grieg. I heard it lots when I was younger, it was my grandmother's favourite. Slowly the song began to slow and Arthur's playing got quieter, until he completely stopped. I left without a word, I shouldn't have been listening in the first place. But I'll tell him when I see him again... I want to hear him play, once more.

"Encore, Artie..." I whispered, a warm feeling bubbled in my stomach. "Encore."

Arthur P.O.V.

I stopped playing, I sighed sadly. How long had it been since I have played the damned violin? I forgot how good it felt. I pushed it away from my thoughts, but couldn't help the smile that was itching to control my lips.

Pacing around the room, in which I had stayed for almost over a week now. I finally felt too isolated... Next time a doctor came to check on me, I would tell them I was ready.

So when the doctor came, I clenched my fists bravely, and informed him that I was ready to be out of solitude.

"I'm glad to hear that, Mr. Kirkland. I will have you escorted to your room this evening." Said the voice.

Once he had left, I laid back down on the mattress.

"Time to finally forget that frog-faced jerk." I muttered.

Sadly for Arthur Kirkland, this statement had been said far too many times to be believable anymore.

Alfred P.O.V.

I leant against the white wall, my thoughts were filled with Arthur. Who taught him violin, why did he choose that particular instrument to play, did he know how well he played the violin, was it a coincidence he was playing such a sad song? I sighed, this was dangerous. I should stop before I get ahead. At that exact moment, Lovino came through the doors.

"Did you work out your differences?" I said jokingly. They never make up those two.

That's when the shocked-looking Italian mumbled something incoherent.

"Sorry, what was that 'fratello'?" I chuckled.

"We- We did..." Stuttered the man.

I laughed, loud, really loud. Before staring at him in shock.

"Seriously?" I screeched.

"Shut the hell up, you fucking bastard!" He screamed. "Let's go to the recreation room, talking to my brother really takes it out of me." He yawned, and began walking off.

I still stood there shocked, before stumbling after him shouting:

"Seriously?!"

...

As we walked into the room, I was jumped by a woman in a straight-jacket. We were both knocked to the floor. But she got up quickly and began to kick me in the ribs.

"Get out of here!" She screamed, "you aren't real!"

Eventually the violent demon got hauled out by her poor carer, who apologised multiple times with wide-eyes as the woman jerked in his arms.

"Who the heck is that?" I asked Lovino, holding my side, wincing.

"Ah, the crazy violent ragazza, is Emma... Bad case of Schizophrenia, really fucking violent too." He grumbled, as he walked off to join another patient on the far-side of the room.

I looked over to the other side of the room, there was a really pale-looking teenager, twitching and occasionally letting out a scream saying "take us back"... Nobody seems to know what she's talking about, a lot of patients were simply keeping their distance from her.

To drown out the loud chatter of the recreation room, I leant against the wall and hummed the song that Arthur was playing earlier. My thoughts again crowded with Arthur: what was he doing right now, is he lonely, when would he be coming out of that room? I shook my head violently trying to rid the thoughts. What I didn't realise yet, was that I was beginning to fall head over heels, for a patient...

For Arthur Kirkland.

Took me a while to update, my apologies. It's kinda busy at the moment, and because of something depressing happening family-wise at the moment... I haven't really felt up to writing. But I knuckled down for you guys. So how was it? Search up the song Arthur was playing, it's really beautiful. I included some people in my story today who asked, namely: DeathWillNotComeQuickly (Emma), and Aquanova Dragon's OC. Thank you for letting me use your characters for this, and I'm still accepting character ideas, so if you want you or your characters in, contact me and I'll contact you. Don't be shy, because I'm shy too! I'm surprised, I didn't expect this fanfiction to get as much love as 'Swimming Lessons', but joke is on me, it's getting to be more popular than it! Anyway, thankyou for your patience with me.

Fratello - Brother

Ragazza - Girl (Lovi, you charmer).