I think this pairing is cute, but I can't see where I'm going with this fic. :D Please reread the first chapter, because I added a ton of information in there where I haven't, and I'm pretty sure you won't understand it if you don't. Please read and REVIEW please. I hope you enjoy!
Roman Empire cocked his head curiously as he followed Ludwig, who at the moment was storming out of the room cursing under his breath in German. He suddenly recalled how Dieter had spoken such a similar language, how often he had spoken out in anger in such ways as this boy was doing. At the thoughr of Dieter's last words to him, the Roman recoiled, feeling the pain of losing his good friend. But he had come seeking a greater love in his life—furthermore if he failed he would see Dieter soon again…
"What are you doing in my house?" demanded Ludwig as Roman Empire kept with his pace, striding casually beside him as if it were a perfectly normal morning, although in his heart he felt affection and sadness both for the prospect of leaving Dieter for eternity and for the love he had of Dieter's son, Ludwig. "I thought you were gone for good since you visited last week!"
The Roman Empire shrugged, although not obliviously as usual—this time he felt as if there were meaning in each of his actions, all his words; every movement as well had to contain some emotion or truth within it. "Well… I-I guess I've decided to come back," he replied reticently.
I… I don't know if I should tell him… the truth yet. No, I can't tell him until he can love me back, until he wants me.
"What you do mean 'you guess'?" Ludwig turned to face the brown-haired man confusedly. "It's not like you chose to be brought back to life… right? You don't really have a choice… in whether you die or live…?"
He stated the last sentence as if it were a question, and indeed it was for him a matter of questioning.
"No, I assume that you have no choice in death or new life." Aegidius, as he now decided he would call himself for the sake of his once beloved Dieter, shook his head. "There is only so much one can do."
"… where… where, do you allow me to question, have you been, Roman Empire, for all these years?" Ludwig fixed his cold blue eyes on the brown-haired man, wanting answers and fact. "What made you disappear in the first place? Where did all your power and wealth go? Were you not the man who had it all?"
"It indeed was I who took on the name of the Roman Empire and acquired all these great things, but no longer can I own them or take them back for myself. They now belong to all of you, the countries of today. I have place it into all your hands and trust that you will do well with them." Aegidius settled for a simple answer.
"Then… where did you come from? Have you returned to stay?" Then Ludwig's eyes narrowed, not knowing quite what to believe. He could sense a great deal of presence from the Empire, but not exactly the aura he can feel from other nations. No, this was not precisely the way a country's presence was felt—it was stronger, more unique in a this man was the Roman Empire or not, Ludwig wished to find out but wasn't sure if he could know from just meeting him. He need more information, and something was drawing him to see more of this man, to learning about him.
"… I have come to stay, but I know not where to take lodgings. From where I came I do not know, only that I am now here and intend to stay," murmured Aegidius, furrowing his brow. He had assumed, of course, that he would be seeing Ludwig occasionally during his stay in the world of the living, but other problems had only begun to reveal themselves. How would he live among countries and humans? And where would he stay?
"… well…" Ludwig wasn't sure why he wanted to know answers so badly, but the ideas were in his head and he could not rid himself of the mystery behind this newcomer. He wanted to know… "You can… stay here…"
Aegidius lifted his head to look into Ludwig's eyes, slightly shocked. "Do you really wish to do this?"
"Not really" was what Ludwig was tempted to reply with, but he didn't allow himself. This man was a visitor, now a guest in his house, and he could not disrespect him now. "Jawohl, you may stay. How long do you plan on being in my country?"
"… would a month be far too long? I have come, is all I know, for only one month to stay on this earth. I… simply know that I will be beckoned to return to where I have been living after my time runs out…"
"And where have you been living…?" From the Roman Empire's face Ludwig could see that this was personal information, so he took to saying, "Shall I go prepare the guest room?"
"That would be fine, please—I hope not to inconvenience you during my stay."
"Nein, you won't be any trouble for me. However… I will have to reschedule a few things…"
"Like what?" Aegidius looked up, concerned that he had somehow given Ludwig some trifle to worry over.
"Like a certain Italian," replied Ludwig, rushing to the phone in a hurry to call Romano. "I'll be back in a moment, stay there!" he ordered as he left the room for the phone in the hallway.
"A-all right…" Aegidius moved over to a chair in the corner, sitting down to contemplate his situation.
It was indeed a godsend for him to be able to stay in Ludwig's home, to be close to him. However he had no idea how he would be able to gain Ludwig's love that he so clearly desired. Perhaps best to become friendly with the other man first, then… seduce him?
Aegidius put his face into his hands, feeling shocked by his sudden travel to the dimension of the living. Whether he belonged here, time would tell. He missed his old friends so dearly—Ancient Greece had certainly been one of them that he would remember for years to come, that is, if he had years. But Dieter would certainly remain in his heart for the rest of eternity. That he could be sure of.
He leaned his back against the wall, feeling the sweat on his forehead and back. Feelings for Ludwig balanced with his deep feelings of friendship for Dieter. He longed for both, but could only have one. Which would he wish to have? The answer is obvious, he reminded himself. Ludwig. He's all I want…
While he was thinking of his future encounters with human life, he suddenly was overwhelmed by a strange tenseness, which soon became unbearable. At first he couldn't place it, then suddenly realized the consequences of becoming human once again, which he had long forgotten about.
Quicklyhe leapt from his seat and hurried out to where Ludwig was standing by the phone, trying to speak to a hateful Lovino, who was cursing him out on the other line.
"Ludwig, Ludwig! D-do…" He tried to search for the word in his head. "Do you have a bath house anywhere nearby?"
"W-was?" Ludwig spun around, stunned at the usage of the long-forgotten term. Finally it occurred to him, and he stuttered, "Y-you mean a bathroom?"
"Whatever it is! Just tell me where!"
"Down the hall, take a right, first room in that direction…"
With that Aegidius took off down the hall, turning the corner and nearly tripping in his hurry. "T-thank you!" he remembered to shout back.
Ludwig stood frozen, the phone to his ear, slightly taken by surprise. What kind of a person nowadays has a bath house in their area? he thought to himself before remembering that he was still on the phone.
"L-Lovino, stop it already. I need to talk to Feliciano, please...!" He tried to talk to the enraged Southern Italian.
"If you think I'm letting you talk to my little bro, you damn potato bastard, you're wr—Feli! Give that phone back to me right now or I'll—" He was cut off as Feliciano took the phone from him. Ludwig made a mental note to himself to praise Italy upon his return for that remarkable act.
"Doitsu, is that you? Vee~, I'm so glad you decided to call! What is it—Lovi, stop, pushing me!" He addressed his older brother, who apparently was trying to grab for the phone.
"Feliciano, change of plans. You'll have to stay with Lovino for a while longer. How much longer…? Well… is a month okay? Feli, you have to, I have a visitor… yes, yes! It's Russia, you can't come home for a while, okay? Not with Russia around… ja, ja, it's Russia…" He tried to emphasize on Russia especially, aware of the North Italian's fear of the larger country, "W-wait… what? You want me to take you to Disneyland after this? Fine, fine, I'll take you there! Just… stay at Lovino's until I call you, okay? Yes, danke. Goodbye…"
He hung up and sighed wearily, knowing that for the coming month, he would have a lot on his hands, with the Roman Empire in his home.
And now… he had to take Italy to Disneyland.
Yay! I'm so pleased with myself for starting this again—like I said, if you haven't read the first chapter it doesn't make sense, so please go check that out if you haven't. Please review! I'm really glad this thing is started up again, I hope to update soon! Bye! (Please REVIEW!)