Italy paced back in forth in front of Feliks house before finally knocking the door.
"Hello dear" The housekeeper smiled before ushering Feli inside and bringing him to his friend's room.
"You need me to take you to Ludwigs home?" Allistor asked. After Feli was brought up to the bedroom he and Feliks relocated to Felik's backyard where he summoned Allistor who had become quite infatuated with the blonde.
"If you wouldn't mind. He has never brought me to his house and I need to talk to him."
"Sure I can take you, but I'll have to take you back by five" Feli cocked his head to the side, hoping for more information, but the redhead merely shook his head.
"This is where he lives" his voice shook slightly, they were a long way away from the community and he was starting to shake. It was a series of rundown apartments with people lingering around outside. They looked over Feliciano as though he was the key to all their problems, or with disgust that someone like Feliciano would dare step into all they have left, probably assuming the Italian was going to tear it down. They made their way to the apartment lobby going to the elevator and taking it up.
"Good luck Feli" Allistor gave a small smile of encouragement as the Italian stepped out on the fourth floor. "I'll be back at five" He called as the elevator doors closed. Slowly Feli pushed forward down the hall closer to the apartment number the Scott told him. 412, raising his hand he knocked three times, then he waited and waited. He heard shuffling about and what sounded like confused questions. After a moment the door was pulled open to reveal a disgruntled Gilbert, his white hair was in disarray, he had on a white cut off and pajama pants his slight look of annoyance morphed into worry at the sight of the other.
"Feli, what's wrong, why-" Feli smiled at him, his ever charming smile.
"I'm fine but I need to talk to Ludwig" Gilbert eyes flickered behind him at the blonde who was coming out of his room hair messed, sleep still in his eyes, in nothing but boxers and a black wife beater.
"Oh" He said looking back. "Give him a minute" He closed the door on a surprised Feli. Five minutes later it opened again to reveal the younger German.
"Feliciano what's-" The Italian giggled putting his hand up to stop the other
"I'm fine" He replied before shifting his weight from side to side. "Can I come in" He asked as politely as possible. Ludwig stepped aside as Feli entered seeing Gilbert cleaning like a madman, now in jeans. Italy started wandering the house a small smile on his face.
"Is this your room" He called over his shoulder. "It's so cute" In the darkroom he saw a messy bed, probably yet to be made, some posters a few knick-knacks and digital clock. He sat on the bed, then, in a wave of confidence flopped down head resting on the pillow.
"So" Ludwig cleared his throat. "What brings you here" He had never intended to bring the Italian home, but now here he was, sprawled on the Germans bed, brunette locks splayed all around him, looking as breathtaking as ever.
"Oh" Feli giggled, sitting up. "My grandfather has invited you, and your brother, to the party this Saturday" He jumped off the bed grabbing the larger hands in his own.
"A party?" Ludwigs eyebrows furred as he thought this through "How did he even know about me?"
"He heard you guys outside my balcony, two nights ago" He laughed poking the blonde on the nose; smile brightening as he noticed the blush on his friend's face, then letting his arms encase his neck. Blue eyes stared at the other wide and anxious, he had intended to say no, but the closer Feliciano got that harder that word was to say. "You will come won't you, meet my nonno and fratello" He looked through his dark thick lashes his honey golden eyes making Ludwig's head spin.
"What time" He found himself asking only to be rewarded with Feli pulling him close in a hug.
"Grazie, grazie, grazie tanto!" He exclaimed in excitement, jumping a little before pulling back. "Be there at five, do you need a tux?" He asked, cocking his head to one side.
"A tux?" Ludwig didn't own anything like that.
"Well it's the announcement of Lovinos engagement, so its pretty formal do you need one?" The arms released their hold, and somewhere Ludwig wished they would always stay around him. "Here" he said, handing him a business card. "She tailors all our suits and is a good friend of my Grandfathers, get one for both of you if need" Ludwig stared at the card shocked. "If she asks about money tell her I'll be by with it Monday" He smiled satisfied.
"Feli I can't-" A pout made its way onto his lip as he exited the room.
"Nope I insist, think of it like you have to go because my Grandfather said so and Lovi will have a fit if something goes wrong and I don't want anything going wrong at my brothers party" Ludwig stared for a another moment then nodded slowly and pocketed the card.
"So why do I have to be gone by five" Gilbert, who was now on the couch exchanged a look with Ludwig briefly before distracting Feli with questions about the party.
As Feli exited the building Allistor at his side, he noticed a police car pull up front. Out of the back stepped a man in an orange jumpsuit with silver handcuffs around his wrists. He had long blonde hair and a strong physic that looked slightly familiar. He turned his head to meet Felis stares, a sneer making its way onto his face, no doubt recognizing him as a Vargas. It was there though in those endless blue eyes Feli realized why he looked so familiar, and who exactly he was related to.