Innocents Ch. 8

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Notes: I would like to dedicate this chapter to SocietyMember. This chapter contains fluffy and funny scenes.

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To be truthful, she never slept beside a man. And...it felt nice. It felt like a teddy bear, except this teddy bear had an arsenal of kick ass if she was in danger. Okay, for you people who speak English: She felt safe and comfortable. The lights were out, and she was hugging the sleeping German. At first she wouldn't hug him because he'd freak out that somebody was hugging him. So, she waited for him to fall asleep. What possessed her to do it? Wasn't it what friends do (suuuuure.)?

Well, her sister got shot, and she had to rely on Antonio, a guy she never met to keep her little fratello safe. Her only comfort now was Ludwig, and she was surprised that he allowed her to sleep next to him. It was nice. Sleep taking over her, Feliciana closed her eyes.

…...

She felt...warm. Very warm. When she opened her eyes, it was an understatement to say that she was shocked. Ludwig, the most feared guy in the whole prison, was hugging her. He was asleep, of course, but he was holding her in an embrace. Arms around her, chin on head, and he was snoring quietly. She was...pressed against him.

For the first time, Feliciana's face heated up. Not only a little embarrassed, but because she never had someone hold her like this. It felt...nice. Like a shield.

""Hmm?" She heard him murmur. Quickly, she relaxed her muscles and feigned sleep.

"F-Feliciano?" He asked, his voice was still sleepy, and it was warm sounding, non too serious, like honey. Little butterflies fluttered in her stomach, and she wondered what that meant.

"Feliciano?" He rose up a little and shook her.

"Ve?" She asked, rubbing her eyes.

"Um, did you sleep well?" Feliciana looked up and saw that he was blushing. She couldn't help it, she smiled.

"Ve! Grazie Ludwig, you're the best!" She hugged him. She heard him gasp a little.

…...

He woke up and his best friend hugs him...in a couple manner. He...what was that feeling? It felt awkward and happy at the same time! So, he hugged his Italian friend back. Did he...why did he do it? Did he want to?

Yes, he did. Oddly. He didn't get much hugs from people, not a hug like this. It was like his mother hugging him again when he was real small. Except this time it was a younger man.

"Ve, you're like a teddy bear." He heard his younger friend say through his hug. A teddy bear?

"A teddy bear who kicks ass, ve."

Did Feliciano just cuss? Was he dreaming?!

He broke away from the hug and stared down at his friend. Feliciano was blushing, and he looked at Ludwig as if he admired him.

He felt touched, hardly anybody looked up to him, before.

"Er..." What now?

"Ve, let's go get breakfast!" The Italian smiled as 'he' climbed down the ladder.

"Okay." Ludwig said as the prison doors opened. The day had been usual, Feliciano would talk about funny moments in his life, and Ludwig would reply and listen. Sometimes Ludwig told a really funny story about Gilbert or/and The Bad Touch Trio, aka: Gilbert and his friends.

However, neither one of them forgot that morning. The other prisoners would actually look jealous because the prison's handsomest 'guy' (Feli) was with somebody else. Ludwig didn't care about what the others said or how they looked at them now. Ludwig admitted it, two months ago, he'd be distant and mean. Now, it was like My Little Pony invaded his heart, and he was seeing the world through rainbows and kittens. He liked this world (hardly the people, expect the ones close to him), and Feliciano helped him. Okay, maybe it was something other than 'MLP'.

Arthur looked at the two. He sighed.

"Ah, young love." He smiled. Amelia giggled and slapped his butt.

"Amelia! Not in front of the prisoners!" Arther blushed while glaring at his girlfriend.

"You didn't say that last night!" Amelia joked. Vash gave them a weird look.

"W-we didn't do anything last night but played Scramble!" Arthur defended.

"Mm. Hm." She rolled her eyes as she leaned onto the British man.

"Before we had-"

"Enough, you two!" Vash looked away, blushing.

Amelia started laughing.

"Young love, right, Arthur?"

"Bloody git." Arthur crossed his arms and blushed, trying to look angry.

…...

"Okay, Marcello! Time for school!" Antonio grinned at the boy, who was looking at the ground.

"It's Lovina, isn't it?" Antonio asked softly.

"Not only that, but she's in the hospital. I...heard the gunshot, Antonio." The normally hyper youngest Italian brother was looking at his friend in a hurt manner.

"Si. Well, the doctors and nurses said that she'll live, she's just unconscious. Tell you what, after school, we'll check up on your older sorella, si?" He asked as he ruffled Marcello's hair. The boy looked up at Antonio and grinned.

"Si!"

…...

Feliciana was now able to move freely, and didn't need bandages anymore. Thus, she returned to the punching bag after lunch. The poor thing, already getting beat up by a girl, was now getting beaten up by two people. Ludwig joined in (imagine an angry German hurling himself at a punching bag: "DIE, SATAN!" Okay, it wasn't like that, but it was still funny) the beating spree, and he and Feliciana took turns beating it to death (like it couldn't look even more dead, poor thing).

It was the first fun he had ever had with a friend, and he loved every minute of it.

Suddenly out of the blue, Arthur came in with Amelia and looked at Feliciana.

"Y-your sister...would you like to visit her? I have permission from the Warden, and he said you can bring Ludwig." Arthur said slowly.

"Grazie. Si, when will we go?"

"How about now?"

"Ve, alright! Do you want to go, Ludwig?" The younger 'man' gave Ludwig a hopeful look. Ludwig knew that Feli couldn't do this alone.

"Ja. Let's go."

…...

"Lovina?" Her mind was fuzzy. Who was calling her?

"Lovina?" Her eyes snapped open. There in front of her was a guy. Not just any guy, a guy she felt like she had seen before.

"Si...who the hell are you?" At this question, he looked hurt.

"Antonio." Antonio. Antonio...it seemed so...familiar, yet she couldn't put her finger on it.

"Antonio? Sounds familiar. Marcello, who's he, where am I, and where's my sorella?" Lovina asked her little brother.

"Lovina, you're going to freak about this, big sis. Are you ready?"

"Fire away."

…...

"WHAT THE SCOPARE?!" Many of the hospital people heard a voice and cringed. Who yelled that?

…...

"Wait, so my little sorella has been blamed, thrown in a cazzo prison, the judge is a volto mi merda, I get shot, and Marcello is left with our kitchen's cook, who I don't remember!?" She looked beyond pissed.

"And, we have to keep Feliciana's gender a secret from other prisoners, including her roommate who saved her from being raped!" Marcello threw in.

"...Feliciana almost got WHAT?! Who's this roommate, Marcello?"

…...

In the car, Ludwig sneezed. He couldn't explain it, but he felt a cold shiver run down his back.

"Ve, are you okay?" Feliciana asked him.

"Ja, I'm okay, Feli."

…...

Soon you won't be. Muahahaha! Okay, he'll be okay-ish.