He should go say hi, or indicate that he had made it to the meeting spot, but he couldn't make his feet move. Feli was sitting on a high rock wall next to the pasta stand. One leg was pulled up to his chest while the other hung lazily off the edge. In his right hand, being supposed by that right leg was a sketchbook and his left head was sweeping across the page. Every so often his golden brown eyes would flicker up to whatever it was that had captivated him so, then quickly those beautiful orbs would drift back to his page. Sometimes his eyebrows would scrunch up in concentration, but they would smooth back out eventually. It really was a sight to behold. He got himself to move, however when someone bumped into him and expressed their frustration in not so many nice words.

"What are you drawing?" He finally asked, as he got close. There was a brief pause Feli turned the picture around.

"You" He stated cheerfully. Ludwig sputtered how what sounded like a question, a dumfounded look on his face. "You were standing over there for like, fifteen minutes," Feli giggled.

"Why didn't you say something?" He asked deadpanned.

"I wanted to draw you," He pointed out like it should be obvious.

"That's-" Ludwig started when his eyes flickered down to the picture. "You drew this?" He asked, a little surprised looking over at the others small 'mhmm'.

"It's just a rough sketch, but-"

"Feliciano this is really good I didn't know you drew" He inquired realizing he should have handed it back, but instead found himself turning to see what was on the other side, if Feliciano wanted to stop him he could have by now. Slowly they started walking forward.

"Oh I do lots of stuff I paint and sculpt, do photography" He replied. "You can call me Feli, you know" He beamed at the now blushing blonde who was looking through the sketchbook.

"O-okay Feli" The Italian glowed walking out the market and into the main road. "Who is this" Ludwig asked, showing the very detailed drawing.

"Oh that's my Nonno" He responded, his eyes looking everywhere but the face examining his work.

"Feli I don't speak Italian" He rolled his eyes, but couldn't stop the small smile at the brunettes giggle.

"My Grandfather" So this was Remus Vargas, one of the most powerful men in their part of the country, and here Ludwig was, poor, uneducated, law breaking, Ludwig Beilschmidt, walking side by side with his beloved grandson Feliciano Vargas. It wasn't a secret that Remus loved his grandchildren more than anything, both of them, although Feliciano was more in the public eyes, but he had another grandson an older one, Lovino was his name, which reminds him.

"What's your brother like?"

"Why would you-" The younger was cut off when the heard someone yell their way.

"West" Ludwig head snapped up and quickly placed himself in front of Feli. "I never see you out and about, what's-" Apparently his barrier wasn't good enough because Gilbert was staring wide eyed at the form behind him. Feliciano, of course, jumped out from behind Ludwig with a huge smile on his face.

"Ciao!" He bounced somewhat on the balls of his feet, taking the calloused hand of the albino and holding it gently between his slender ones. "It so great to be meeting one of Ludwigs friends. Well, I already met that redheaded friend of his, but we didn't really meet, he just stood there as Ludwig returned my hat to me. Wasn't that sweet of-"

"Whoa there" Red eyes widened as he cut the other off from his ramblings. "I'm his brother"

"You're Gilbert!" Feli practically sang, as his grip got tighter in excitement. "He has told me so much about you" Then it all happened so fast Gilbert didn't of the time to react. One moment those hands were holding his then they were cradling his head, brining him down to have a soft kiss planted on his cheek. Ludwig stood to the side slack jawed and in complete awe. No one, not even the police as the arrested Gilbert for breaking and entering, were able to render him silent the way Feliciano just did. Letting his hands drop the Italians cocked his head to one side, letting a pout form on his lips. "What are you staring at"?

"You are Feliciano Vargas?" Gilbert finally managed to ask.

"Yes" Feli now took a step back answering tentatively, when not five minutes ago he was holding this man's hand.

"And you are friends with my brother?"

"He's my Best Friend"

Feliciano fell onto his bed after his declaration Gilbert said he needed to talk to Ludwig. Before he could even say anything Ludwig told him it would be better if he just went home. So he did. He knew people didn't like his Grandfather, but Ludwig saved him the first time they met, he didn't hate him then. Maybe he did, maybe he was just putting up with Feliciano to get money or something out of it, the Italian quickly rids his head of those thoughts, no, Ludwig would never do that. He was curled up on his side almost allowing sleep to take him when he heard tings at his balcony window. Opening them up and stepping out onto cold surface, he looked down to see Ludwig. Smiling brightly Feli ran to the edge.

"This is far more romantic than I took you for," He giggled, even in the dark he knew Ludwig was blushing.

"Gilbert convinced me to do it"

"Guten Abend Feli" He heard from a bush on the right side. Feliciano turned red shushing them quickly.

"If my brother hears you. Or my grandfather!" He exclaimed never explaining what would happen if they did, but the two below understood.

"I just wanted to tell you Feli I give you my blessing" He heard again. "I think you'll be good for my kleiner Bruder"

"Thank you Gilbert" Feli smiled but continued to look around his yard for guards.

"Well we better get going Bruder lets go" Ludwig said noticing this "Gute Nacht Feliciano"

"Buona note Ludwig" He called back before entering his room, only to stop dead there his bed looking at one his sketchbooks, was his Grandfather.

"Nonno" He asked slowly.

"Who is this Nipote?" He asked smiling up at his Grandson showing him the drawing of Ludwig.

"Just someone from the market" Remus nodded slowly before getting up and wrapping Feli up in his arms.

"Your getting very good Nipote, perhaps we could submit them to a gallery" Feli shook his head at the notion. If he did, he would submit it under an anonymous or alternate pen name, as to prove that his work is worth more than he is. "We are announcing Lovino's engagement this weekend so I called Katyusha, she will be expecting you tomorrow" Feli nodded earning his a kiss on the top of his head, before the warm hold was released.

"Oh and Feli" He Grandfather said from the door, turning to look at him. "Please invite that boy that was at the bottom of your balcony I'd like to meet him" He smiled brightly as his tone was playful, but Feli knew better.

"Of course Buona notte nonno ti voglio bene" He nodded going to collect pajamas from his dresser.

"Ti voglio bene, Feli"