Hi again! I hope you read the note! Cause, the GERITA fluff started in the chapter 5…:3 Also thanks for the faves and reviews :) I really appreciate 'em!
Sorry if the updates are slowing down, got less time on the comp this week…and I'm kinda working on a USUK and PruCan fanfic…
Warning(s): Some language from Prussia (not from Romano for once...), OOC
"The handler will die…"
Arthur's explanation echoed in Feliciano's mind. A mix of fear and disbelief began to bottle up in his chest. Ludwig doubted the explanation and turned his head to Feliciano, whose eyes were wide and his face, pale.
"What a bunch of bullshit, eyebrows." Gilbert spat out, breaking the mood of the group. Arthur scowled at the albino. Kiku watched as Arthur and Gilbert yelled at each other about who says more baloney and caught their attention by slamming the nearest book in sight on the table.
"I have to admit, I agree with Gilbert-san, Arthur." He sighed. Gilbert, who was already clutching on the Briton's collar, smiled in victory.
"Haha! Even Kiku over there agrees with the awesome me!" he smirked evilly. Arthur rolled his eyes and finished off his tea.
"Awesome people should be smart too, for your information…" He said. Alfred smirked and stood up, prying the Albino off his lover.
"I'm smart! I'm everything I want to be!" Gilbert pouted. Ludwig rolled his eyes at the statement.
"Why did you fail Algebra then?" The blonde German smirked. Gilbert's eyes were wide and his energetic mood dropped to a zombie-like one and he slumped back down on the floor and rested his head on the coffee table.
"Shut up, Lutz." He whispered. Everyone began to laugh then, until Arthur and Matthew stopped giggling.
"Back to the topic…why were you asking, Matthew?" Arthur asked. Matthew turned to Feliciano, who sat still.
"Well, a few minutes ago, Gilbert and I were eating and we heard a scream from Ludwig's room. When we entered, Feliciano was screaming on the bed. After the commotion, Feliciano asked us about a Rosario Niño…why am I doing all the talking? Feliciano, you tell him." Matthew chuckled.
All eyes locked on Feliciano, who just sat of the green carpet uncomfortably. There was an awkward silence as they waited for his side of the story.
"Er…it was just a dream! Don't worry about it!" Feliciano smiled. The others sat there silently. All of them doubted the Italian's statement.
"Come on, we all know you're lying!" Alfred whined as he drank his soda noisily. Arthur's hand balled up into a fist and hit the American on the head.
"OW! What was that for?" Alfred pouted. Arthur just rolled his eyes.
"Don't rush the man, tosser." The blonde grumbled as he lowered his hand. Alfred just chuckled nervously and set down his soda.
"Whatever, babe." Alfred smirked. Kiku began to smile as he slowly took out his camera from his kimono. Arthur's cheeks began to turn slightly pink and turned to Feliciano.
"What was your dream about, Feliciano? You can tell us…" Arthur assured. Ludwig examined the Italian; the brown haired boy was becoming more nervous by the minute.
"Ve~ I touched a… an altar I think then light shone out. Then my chest started to hurt!" Feliciano complained. Arthur then stood up and walked over to the bookcase near the sofas. He pulled out a medium sized book and began to browse.
"What's in 'em books?" The Prussian asked.
"Some magical mumbo jumbo…" Alfred shrugged.
"You're honey has gone nuts!" The albino commented. Alfred just threw a greasy hamburger at the albino, and the contents of the food splashed on Gilbert's pale face. Ludwig, Feliciano, Kiku and Matthew stared at the result. Feliciano and Kiku stifled a fit of laughter and Matthew pulled back Gilbert from attacking the American.
"Oh, here it is…" Arthur said and turned back, but Gilbert's face caught his attention.
"Dear heavens, Gilbert. What on Earth happened to you?" Arthur said with a face. Gilbert wiped off the ketchup on his face, causing the blob of red substance splatter on the floor.
"Ask Burger Bum over there." Gilbert told off. Arthur turned to Alfred.
"Beer Butt-Munch started it." Alfred pointed as he reclined on the couch. Arthur just rolled his eyes at the complaints.
"Very mature you two; anyway, this is something about the Rosario Niño. The common power they posses is the power called "Rosario Impale." It resembles a cross, but it just a bright light. However, when used on an opponent, it could be fatal." Arthur explained.
All 6 of them listened to the explanation. It was like a small classroom. Matthew handed Gilbert a towel and the albino decided to listen as well, despite the disbelief.
"And then?" Feliciano asked.
"Rosario Niño is someone who resembles a priest…and their job is to protect the…sacred altar which holds their power…" Arthur said as he slowly closed the book and rested it on his knees.
"Feli-kun, didn't you say that you touched an altar?" Kiku asked. Feliciano began to tremble. He couldn't believe it. He was just an ordinary kid! If he was the Rosario Niño then shouldn't he be feeling it by now?
"When does the power start affecting the victim?" Ludwig asked.
"It doesn't mention anything here…well, do you have enough information?" Arthur asked. Feliciano nodded and attempted to run out of the house, but before he could get up on his feet, Ludwig grabbed his arm and pulled him down.
"Feli, what happened when you touched this altar?" Ludwig asked. Feliciano really didn't want to talk about it, but he answered anyway.
"A bright light shone and it brightened up the whole church, but…forget it! Even if this were all real, I think it was just a coincidence!" Feliciano smiled.
"Ugh…Let's go already." Gilbert interrupted. Feliciano stood up and raced out of the room.
"Feli?" Ludwig jumped and ran after the Italian. Matthew then followed the other two out with Gilbert tailing behind.
"See you later, Al, Arthur, Kiku!" Matthew said as he walked out and closed the door. Arthur stared out the door for a few moments and settled down.
"Based on Feliciano's side of the story, the description of his dream and the Rosario Niño, fits perfectly!" The Briton sighed.
"Meaning, he is the Rosario Niño?" Kiku asked. Arthur nodded and Alfred sighed.
"So how is he going to save himself?" Alfred asked.
"I do not know…"
Meanwhile, outside, Feliciano tried to hide his shock and fear from the world. Was that why the man was after him? Maybe if he would give in, he would lose his powers. He walked through the dark alley as he thought.
Feliciano rubbed his temples. He didn't want to die…he felt tears fall down his face. But after a few minutes, he shook his head.
"Why am I crying? I won't die! Arthur was just reading a myth to us!" He smiled sadly to himself. On the other hand, Ludwig ran through town looking for his Italian friend. He passed the alley Feliciano stood and searched in it.
"Feliciano?" He called out.
The thoughts about the Italian had fogged up his mind, causing him to be unusually careless. All he cared about at the moment was his newfound friend. He didn't care if someone had stolen his wallet; he just wanted to see if the Feliciano was alright.
He entered the alley and started searching in various places. As he almost arrived at the end, he could hear soft sobs with lifeless laughs in between.
"Feliciano?" He called out again. When he reached the end of the alley, he saw the brunette leaning on the wall, smiling sadly.
"Ve, Luddy?" Feliciano called out as he rubbed his teary eye. Ludwig ran to the Italian, but since he was a little clumsy, he was able to grab the Italian's shirt but, tripped on a large chunk of garbage.
Feliciano yelped a little as he was pulled down as well. Ludwig shut his eyes and the fell on the concrete pavement.
"Ow~" Feliciano groaned a little. When he looked up, he realized he was under the blonde. Luckily, no one saw them lying there. Feliciano's face began to turn light pink at their awkward position.
Ludwig opened his eyes and realized he was on top of the boy. His face turned thirteen shades of red and immediately sat up. Feliciano sat up right after the German had gotten off of him.
"Erm…sorry…"
"It's okay, why did you run after me anyway?" Feliciano asked.
"I was obviously worried! You stormed off right after Arthur had allowed us to leave!" He yelled. Feliciano jumped a little in surprise and dusted off the dirt from his pants and his cheeks were still slightly pink.
Ludwig stood up as well and turned to Feliciano, catching the Italian's attention.
"Yes, Luddy?" Feliciano asked.
"I'm going to ask you straight questions, and you have to give me straight answers. Come with me for a while." Ludwig said and grabbed Feliciano's hand. After about a few minutes of walking through town, they arrived outside of a large building.
When they entered, the large double doors revealed a large library with three floors. The walls were plastered in chestnut brown paint that matched with the flooring. The walls were crowded with shelves, stuffed with different books of different sizes.
In the middle of the ceiling was a large circular hole. From there, they could see the second and third floor. From the third floor, they could see the large chandelier dangling from above. Near the entrance was a large counter.
The duo approached a clean, yet small table. As he was being dragged by the German, Feliciano looked around. The library was wondrous, and it seemed like it had come out of a fairy tale, but it also had an eerie atmosphere that sent chills down his spine, just like a ghost town.
"Ve~ Luddy, this place is so nice!" he smiled as he bore the creepy feeling. Ludwig nodded and sat down on the chair near the end of the library.
"It is, I use to come here when I was younger when my brother would bring numerous women and do them." Ludwig sighed at the thought of those times.
"Ve, what do you mean by "do them?"" Feliciano asked.
"Don't ask...Alright, Feli, how many times have you had these types of dreams?" He asked.
"Luddy, why are you so interested in these dreams I have been having? Yesterday, I kept on talking to you but you didn't seem to listen!" Feliciano pouted. Ludwig sat there dumbfounded at the statement.
"Er…I thought I told you to give me straight answers." Ludwig assured. Feliciano just nodded, since he did fear Ludwig a little. The blonde just cleared his throat and continued his interrogation.
"How many times have you had these types of dreams?" Ludwig asked.
"Twice, Lud, only twice, so don't worry about it! Dreams can repeat, can't they?" Feliciano grinned nervously. Ludwig agreed, but he still couldn't believe it was just a coincidence. He was indeed getting worried. What if Arthur's words were true? What if that book was correct?
"Luddy, are you okay?" Feliciano asked. The German's mind was so occupied that he couldn't even hear Feliciano. The brunette waved his hand in front of Ludwig's eyes, but no avail.
"Luddy!"
"Ludwig!"
"Earth to Ludwig!"
"Come in Ludwig, over!"
After that last call, Ludwig finally snapped back to reality. He looked up and the tip of Feliciano's nose was only a centimeter away from his face. He turned a little red and flinched.
"Sorry, what were you asking?" Ludwig asked as he avoided eye contact. Feliciano tilted his head adorably to the side.
"Why are you so worried?"
"Oh…it's nothing…"
"It's about the Rosario Niño, isn't it? I told you don't—"
"I know! I'm just worried since I might lose my only real friend!" Ludwig admitted. (more like yelled though) They were lucky that they weren't kicked out due to the ruckus. Ludwig turned deep red due to embarrassment and tried to relax.
Feliciano stared at him, his eyes growing dull. A frown was plastered on his baby face. Soon, it was replaced with a fake smile.
"Lud, don't worry about me…it was just a dream. Arthur's book was just a fairy tale…please believe me…everything is going to be fine...you've suffered more than me…so please don't bother worrying about me…I promise I'll never leave your side."
Ludwig looked up at the grinning Italian. Feliciano's promise had described him completely and clearly to Ludwig. That speech had revealed Feliciano to him and he no longer needed to ask about his personality.
Those large amber eyes did not lie. Feliciano was being honest. Ludwig wanted to embrace him. He was still worried though...
"…you still don't believe me?" Feliciano asked. The brunette then held out his pinky and smiled.
"Here's a pinky promise…it's stronger than an ordinary promise, they say…and I believe them!" Feliciano's smile grew and it reached his ears. Ludwig was too embarrassed do it but he held out his little finger and it intertwined with Feliciano's.
"Feel better? I swear I will never break that promise!" The Italian said whole-heartedly. Ludwig began to feel a small smile tug on his lips. Feliciano noticed the smile, and let out a soft laugh.
"You should smile more often…"
Yes, the summary is somewhat half-true, half-false. I hope you liked this chapter! I'll try to update sooner. SORRY IF IT'S RUSHED…
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