A/N: so sorry it took so long i have lots to do and lots going on, one of these things in paticular is nanowrimo. (which i can tell is happening because i keep getting less and less updates for stories...) so hears the next one and next time i update it will be both Romano's story and Feliciano's story at once and the stories will have skipped a few years.
Disclaimer: i don't own hetalia there. don't sue me
Warning: i haven't really proof read over it to much if you see any mistakes please tell me.
The world outside of my window was a torrent of wind and rain, pounding down on the glass. The lighting crackled and flashed in the distance. Carson and Meredith were on a date, as Carson had happily informed me of yesterday. And Maria was home with her family because of a funeral. So I was stuck in the mansion with no one to talk to or insult.
As I walked back from the kitchen with a warm cup of hot chocolate in my hand. I heard a feeble knocking coming from the large front door. I scowled who was out there in this weather. Walking over I opened the large front door. Only to find Winnie shivering and soaked into the bone as the rain fell on her like little pebbles.
"Winnie?" I said standing there dumbstruck as she stared at me; her face flushed pink because of the cold rain. Realizing that she was still standing outside I ushered her in her wet clothes made their own puddle on the floor
"Y-yes" she shivered out clutching her wet sweatshirt and her knees shook.
"Why are you here?" I asked not trying to be mean or anything but why was she in the pouring rain in the first place? And how did she even know I was here?
"I walked to the l-library before the storm hit, and then I couldn't find my way back to my house in this rain so I came to your house because it's easy to find." She said bashfully as she took off her soaked socks and jacket. My cup of hot chocolate still hot on a counter near the door where I had set it.
"Well you can't really miss a giant mansion can you?" I grumbled out handing her my hot chocolate. She nodded bashfully then shivered again her shirt and pants just as wet as her sweatshirt.
"Do you have any clothes I could b-borrow?" she asked still shivering, cupping my hot chocolate in her hands taking small sips out of it. Motioning for her to follow me I started towards the kitchen.
"Can I have another hot chocolate?" I said to one of the maids- I think her name was Amy. Who nodded and stepped back into the kitchen I sat on the stools Winnie sitting right next to me still sipping her-my hot chocolate.
"I suppose you could borrow some of my clothes." I said as the maid came back with another cup of hot chocolate and a plate of cookies. I grabbed a few dipping them in my hot chocolate and taking a bite.
"Thank you!" she said hugging me my face lit up crimson and I almost spit out my cookie in shock. Before she detached herself.
"What kind of clothes do you want anyway?" I said embarrassed she just shrugged.
"Sweatpants will do." We sat in silence for a while just munching on our cookies and sipping our hot chocolate the thunder shaking the house (Or mansion what ever you want to call it) with its ferocity. And the lightning making streaks of light in the kitchen. Grabbing a few cookies I left my empty mug on the table and started up the steps Winnie following me close behind.
"How do you even find your way around here?" she said looking confused as I walked through corridor and corridor and up another flight of steps.
"You just figure it out, I suppose." I said, the first time I was here I had actually had gotten lost on a few occasions but I had found my way back to somewhere I knew eventually. But now a month later I knew the layout of the house like the back of my hand. I stopped suddenly Winnie almost crashing into me opening my door into my room.
It wasn't a super fancy room it had batman sheets (not the cheesy kind, the creepy actual kind.) And a large book shelf filled to the brim with comic books, Manga's, and books of every sort. They had accumulated over the months I had been here. I had always liked comic books and music really. The were rugs on the ground to cover up the cold hard wood floor and Different posters of bands I liked.
"Whoa! You room is amazing!" she said spinning around looking at all of my posters. Most of them were Green Day but various other musicians decorated the wall along with comic book characters and even some artists. I shrugged as I opened my closet door grapping a pair of sweatpants and my 'My Chemical Romance' shirt.
"You don't strike me as a music lover." She said looking at the posters as I closed the closet doors and tossed the sweatpants and shirt at her.
"Yeah, well you didn't strike me as a writer, now change." I said sitting on my bed my stuffed wolf next to me as she walked into my bathroom closing and locking the door behind her. A minute passed as I stared at the ceiling my window watching my room light up and dim as the lightning flashed. Finally the door opened and Winnie walked out in my clothes her wet hair dripping on the floor.
"Can I borrow you phone I need to contact Melissa and Frank-" the lights flicked then completely turned out. Just great the power went out. Could this get any more interesting?
"I suppose that's I no" she said looking around the room as the lightning in the distance lit up the room at random intervals.
"Want anything to eat?" I asked standing up from my bed.
"Sure what do have?" she said and followed my out of the room and back down to the kitchen. It seemed like a test 'lets see if Romano can find his way back to the kitchen in the dark' yeah.
"Everything." I bluntly said walking next to her.
"Oh yeah you're rich…" she said. That comment stung and fueled the rage in me.
"Not like it asked for it." I snapped back she looked at me shocked she opened her mouth before closing it again; we descended to the kitchen in silence.
When we got there again the same maid was standing there talking to a woman in the kitchen staff. When she finally spotted us she stopped talking and walked over to us stopping right in front of us.
"Do you need anything" she ased monotone like it was rehersed, Hell it probably was.
"Can I have some soup, preferably with potatoes please." Winnie said sweetly to her the maid smiled and walked back into the kitchen. We stood there for a second before sitting on the stools in silence. Before I was stupid and broke it.
"Who is Millissa and frank?" I asked remembering her words from before the power went out. She looked at me startled before turning away her head in her arms.
"My Foster parents." She said blankly staring at the opposite wall.
"I guess were sort of similar then…" I mumbled not really expecting her to hear but she did her head perking up.
"What do you mean?" she asked then it was my turn to turn away from her. I wasn't sure how much I should tell her.
"You know I used to be teased by all of kids at the orphanage when I was younger because of how many foster homes returned me because of my 'imaginary' friends." She said dejectedly. I turned in surprise.
"You 'imaginary friends'?" i asked the way she said it seemed to imply they weren't imaginary. She nodded with a small chuckle.
"My first foster parents weren't concerned at first because, well it was normal for children my age to have an imaginary friend. But as the years went on and the 'imaginary friend' didn't go away they got worried and even had me tested for various mental diseases. But none of them came back positive. But they were still afraid of me a bit they didn't' know much about anything to do with the brain. So in fear they sent me back. That's about when I learned about my ability really.
"My ability to see ghosts. I learned to not to talk about the ghosts but, the ghosts followed me even to houses without any ghosts on the property and people would have experiences and they would most of the time think it was me doing all these things and give me back to the orphanage." She stopped and looked at me like waiting for some sort of reaction out of me. But I just looked at her, I believed her I truly did but I didn't quite get how this would change my look on her.
"Do you really think I'm just going to walk away and call you insane?" I asked her and she just avoided my eyes.
"No I'm not,I believe you I don't think you're insane I believe that if you were I would have noticed. Idiot." I mumbled the last part and she smiled a bit then curiously looked at me.
"Well now that I've told my deepest darkest secret, what your story?" she asked I sighed.
"It's a long story." I started, she raised an eye brow giving me I incredious look.
"Well I have a bit." She said looking outside into the still raging storm.
"Fine but it's not as exciting as yours." I said giving in and she shrugged. The maid came back with the soup giving a bowl to both of us and I motioned her to follow me over to the living room sitting on a couch.
"Well it was the June this year and we were coming back from camping and-" I started getting choked up remembering that I was disrespecting my dad on the way home not even thinking that we would be sent to an orphanage and separated from my little brother and end up in the eptome of wealth.
"and a car must have hit us or something, I don't really remember that part clearly. But we swerved off the road and into the ditch hitting tree. Me and my brother sustained minor injuries, but my mom and dad…" I trialed off and she nodded knowing what I was getting into.
"We don't have any realitives in the country all of them are in Italy and we're not very in touch with them anyway. So they shipped us off to the orphanage about the Endish of August. We were only there a day when a couple came to look to adopt one of the children.
"Well they wanted to adopt me and at first the orpahange manager said no but then she gave in and I was separated from my brother. I promised him I would come looking for him." I looked away, furiously rubbing at my eyes trying to get the tears to go away, Why was I crying I shouldn't be crying. I tried to think but without any success.
"What is his name?" She questioned
"Who's"
"Your brother." I nodded not looking her in the eye praying she didn't see the tears.
"His name is Feliciano." I said and she nodded before lighting up.
"look the storm is calming down!" she said and sure enough the dark clouds had become more grey and the thunder and lighting had stopped sometime during my story.
"I should probably go. But when you do go looking for your brother. Remember to include me." She said smiling and I lead her door where she pulled on her still wet sweatshirt and I handed her a bag of her wet clothes that one of the maids had put together.
"I hope that your imaginary friends don't give you any trouble or you might not be able to keep that promise" I said. She giggled and walked out the door into the light grey world.
It seemed to be getting lighter and lighter almost as light as my heart as I walked back to my room to wait for Carson's return.