Innocents Ch.6

Notes: Yeah, my best at a 'stab wound' scene.

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Why in the hell are the guards inside? Arthur thought to himself as he raced from Block C to Block D. Vash had guard duty in the weight room, Amelia looked after the library, and other guards were busy somewhere else. Who was to look after Block D's recess? Would Feliciana be okay on her own? Sure she was a little spitfire, but these bruisers weighed from one hundred to two-hundred pounds each! She didn't have a tazer or a gun, all she had for self defense was herself!

Worried as hell, Arthur began sprinting towards the recess yard. It seemed like hours before he finally got there, and the sight wasn't pretty.

He had seen fights before, hell, he'd seen knives in other prisoner's chests. When he reached the recess ground, he felt sick. There was blood splattered everywhere. It looked like a murder scene. However, that wasn't it. Feliciana was laying in her own damn blood with a good sized knife in her stomach.

"Feliciano!" He yelled and raced towards his innocent friend.

"V-ve?" Her voice came out soft. Bloody hell, what in the world happened?!

Other cuts and bruises were on the girl, also, and that made Arthur downright sick.

He picked her up, and raced towards the nurse's office, shouting along the way. "He's bleeding! GET THE EXTREME MEDICAL KIT!" He then ran past the weight room, and caught a glimpse of Ludwig staring his way.

…...

Was that Feliciano?! Why the hell was he so worried? Hmm, maybe you care about him more than you actually THINK, and your friend has something sticking out of his stomach! His inner voice chided him.

Verdammt, he was right. It was hard not to grow on the Italian. He would be smiling despite what he was in, and no matter what, Feliciano would try his best not to get hurt, and that meant his friends. However, Ludwig wasn't in love, he knew he wasn't. The kid just impressed him, and he grown to care about the dunce in a friendly manner.

Dammit, he was going to help.

…...

Arthur placed the girl gently on the table. Mrs. Edelstein looked like she was going to be sick.

"The poor sweetie, Arthur, what happened?"

"It looked like a fight broke out. 'He' was able to defend himself well, but..." He let it drop.

"Okay, Feli, can you hear me?"

"Veeeeeee."

"Dear, we have clean her, first."

"If I may."

Elizabeta and Arthur turned to look at Ludwig. "I used to be a medical student."

Elizabeta nodded. The blood was now leaking on the floor, little by little, and Feli looked paler. She knew how to treat stab wounds, but Ludwig looked like he wanted to do it himself.

Ludwig reached out and slipped on a pair of disposable gloves, and walked over to Feli. First, he opened her mouth to check if there was any blood in the airway, there wasn't. He then tore a hole in Feliciana's shirt around the knife, and pushed her shirt a little upwards in order to get a better look at the wound.

Luckily the wound wasn't near her chest, and he was too busy treating her. Continuing, he got some bandages and dressed the wound around the knife as best as he could, not wanting the 'boy' to lose more blood. He got a towel from the cabinet shelf, wrapped it around the knife, and added pressure to help stop the bleeding.

Ludwig knew if he took the knife out now, then Feliciano would lose more blood. However, the knife couldn't be in his stomach forever. He got more gauze, bandages, and a new towel. Elizabeta was watching anxiously, worrying about Feli.

After Ludwig took the knife out, Feliciano let out a scream. Wincing, Ludwig hurriedly put the towel over the wounds.

"Sh, it's okay, Feliciano. You'll be okay." He soothed the boy.

"L-Ludwig?"

"Ja?"

"Grazie. Why?"

"I'll explain later, right now all you have to do is stay awake, alright?"

"Si."

Smiling a little bit, the bleeding stopped, the wound wasn't that deep, and her organs weren't damaged (please bear with me, it's my first time typing a 'treat a stab wound' scene). Ludwig cleaned and dressed the wounds as best as he could, and Elizabeta went to get a new jumpsuit.

"Good job, Ludwig. You said you were a medical student?" Arthur asked the German, who was now wrapping bandages around the Italian.

"Ja. One year I was in there after college, und I learned how to take care of wounds."

Feliciana winced a bit at the pain, but soon Ludwig was done bandaging her.

Elizabeta walked in with a new jumpsuit.

"Okay boys, I got it from here. You may go now." The two nodded and left.

Elizabeta grinned at Feli. She looked confused.

"Ve, what?"

"He likes you. Right now it may be a friendly manner, but wait until later."

"Ve, he can't like me in that way later, I'm a boy, remember? Besides, I'll be here for eighteen years. He'll be here for two."

Elizabeta looked a little sad, but then she brightened up.

"Sweetie, you love when you love. I'm sure he'll know about your secret, soon. You may tell him whenever you want."

"Ve, really?"

"Yes, really. Did you know part of the reason why the other prisoners didn't bother you before?"

"No."

"Ludwig felt a little respect for you, after you were beating the tar out of that poor punching bag, and so he would glare at anyone who came near you. I think that he realized that you are a special friend to him. He didn't have any friends before, all he had was Gilbert and his father." Elizabeta smiled at the bright-eyed Italian.

Feliciana smiled.

"I'll be the best friend to Ludwig, not because I owe him, but because I would like to be his friend, too, ve!" She smiled.

…...

He shouldn't be listening in, but when Elizabeta started talking about that romance crap, he heard something that peaked his interest. Feliciano had a secret? That he was willing to share with him? He listened on how Elizabeta explained to Feliciano about why and how he had protected him. Sure he was a little embarrassed that Elizabeta would say that, but he felt warmth touch his heart as Feliciano would love to be his friend.

Grinning unnaturally, Ludwig scared the hell out of other prisoners as he walked down the hall.

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Yes! A friendship blooms! Well, you can't expect them two to be all lovey dovey all at once, can you? No, that's a little later. YOU'LL GET YOUR KISS, PEEPS! Reviews are appreciated!