Hey guys! Kitty29 here with a new chapter of Colours!
Yeah two parters! ... In case you didn't know I really like two parters, makes naming chapters easy -DING-
Now before you read, I have a question for everyone. I've been thinking of doing another story that's basically random things that happen in the Colours universe but have no place in the main storyline (so basically like a longer omake or something) think it's a good or bad idea? (It's probably going to mostly be about the story of Francis and Arthur before they got married and all the events from their point of view to the start of this story. It's not vital or anything, but I have a lot of ideas for it!)
So yeah, authors note over, enjoy this long chapter that took forever to write!
Matthew sighed before he looked out towards the entrance of the building and absentmindedly twiddled his thumbs. It was the day of the arranged outing and Matthew was the first to arrive at the Go station, where they would meet up and take the Go train together down to Toronto. He wished he didn't have to be there so early before the meeting time. If he wasn't here he would be back home trying to get Alfred to tell him about those so called 'plans' he had made that prevented him from coming downtown with him.
Though he didn't usually pray into his twin's personal life too deeply, he was being far too suspicious for him not to wonder.. Usually Alfred boasted about the people he was going out with, boasted about all the amazing and memorable things they were sure to do. Now every time he asked about what his plan was the American would either change the subject or smile and walk away. Very, very curious indeed. However, all he could do now was enjoy his outing and than pester his brother when he got back.
Glancing up at the entrance once more he smiled when he saw people he knew. He stood and stretched out his limbs before he went to greet them. "Hello, everybody."
"Matteo! Hi, ve~!" Happily Feliciano skipped over to the Canadian and pulled him into a short, slightly awkward on the blonds end, hug in greeting. Following were Ludwig, Lovino and Feliks, who greeted Matthew in less extravagant ways. Pulling out of the hug Feliciano looked at Matthew with worry.
"Ve~ I hope you didn't have to wait long!"
"No, it's fine, I didn't," Matthew assured with a shake of his head. "It was the only time I could get a drive here anyway, so it's okay." He looked over at the other four males. "Is this everyone?" Ludwig shook his head.
"The others will be meeting us when we get there." The German explained simply.
"More explanations on the train or whatever!" Feliks ordered before he went to stand in line. "C'mon, our train leaves in like, ten minutes and we still need to get tickets!"
Agreeing with the cross dresser, they all brought their tickets and managed to hop into the train just before the doors closed—perhaps they should have decided not to cut it so close on a Saturday afternoon but what's done is done. Finding five empty seats together and settling down, the males continued their chat.
"So how many people are we meeting?" Matthew asked.
"Too many," Lovino said with a huff. He crossed his arms and glared at the tall German that he somehow got seated next too, clearly showing that there was at least one person he rather didn't came along.. Ludwig sighed through his nose and pretended not to notice.
"Let's see ve~" The younger Italian either pretended not to the small exchange or just missed it as he made a face. He recalled the persons while counting them off on his fingers as he listed them . "Kiku, Michelle and Kaoru are being driven by Michelle's mom, and they'll met us at Union..."
"Yeah, and like, apparently Michelle managed to convince Vash to come too, but only because his sister wants to come," Feliks continued with a light laugh. "Apparently her and Michelle are, like, totally in the same class and everything."
"And Toris too! So that's..." Remembering to count everyone here as well, Feliciano gave his final answer with a large smile. "Ten people!"
"Eleven," Ludwig corrected. "You forgot yourself."
Feliciano blinked before he recounted everyone and came up with the higher number. "Oh! Oops! Thanks Ludwig!"
Matthew blinked his eyes in confusion. "Wait, Toris? Why is he coming?" From what he knew, Toris only went to the group at the warehouse, he never talked about knowing anyone from the club. Unless...
"Oh, didn't I tell you? Toris is like, my boyfriend." Feliks said with a smile. "Yeah, he's gonna met up with us later. He, like, needs to take care of his uncle that just got out of surgery or something. But then he's gonna ditch him to see me sooo..."
"You're making him ditch his sick uncle for you?" Lovino yelled quite loudly, causing a few passengers to glance over. "You bastard!"
Feliks puffed out his cheeks sourly at the Italian. "First of all, that's bitch, kay, thank you! Second, his brothers are gonna, like take over for him! So chill!"
Realizing that his anger was unnecessary, Lovino sunk in his chair and turned a bright red. He opened his mouth to retort but before he could a curious head poked up form behind him.
"Lovi?"
Arching his head back to face whoever had said his name he came face to face with a very familiar student with dark hair and bronzed skin. His blush deepened before he stuttered out a name. "T-Toni?"
Antonio smiled largely when the person turned out to be his boyfriend and he leaned over the chair dividing them to awkwardly hug him from behind. "Lovino! I thought that was you being loud!"
"S-Shut up! Stop touching me!"
"Antonio!" Feliciano greeted with his own large smile. "It's good to see you!"
Glancing up the Spaniard noticed the other three males. He raised a hand in greeting, giving Lovino the advantage he need to wiggle out of his grasp. "Hello everyone! What are you doing on the train?"
"We're like, totally just going to do some shopping on Queen," Feliks answered, either forgetting about everything else planned or just ignoring it. "Why are you here?"
"Me?" Antonio questioned happily, pointing to himself. "I'm meeting with a few friends in Toronto and than I'm going to Wonderland!"
"Wonderland?" Feliciano exclaimed, his grin growing. "That sounds like fun!"
"Yeah, so much fun," Lovino agreed sarcastically, rolling his eyes. Though his colours clearly gave him away. His yellow-orange leapt out at the mentioned of Wonderland, and Matthew and to cover his mouth to hide his smile.
Antonio's smile widen. "Yeah! It will be! And Lovi, you can come if you want to, I'll pay for you!"
"Like I would want to hang around you and those shit heads you call friends all day!" And though he sounded opposed to coming, he still looked over at his brother as if seeking approval. Seeing the others heavily guarded pleading look, Feliciano nodded at his older brother.
"Veyou can go if you want, Lovi!" He assured and the other males murmured similar things as well. Lovino scoffed before he looked away, his ever pleasant scowl still on his face.
"Tch. If you want to get rid of me so much I'll go."
And though he was still frowning, Feliciano would tell that he was happy. As could Matthew. His colours were practically glowing. Ignoring his protests, Antonio pulled Lovino into another hug.
"Yay! Maravilloso! And maybe after you can come over and we can—"
Lovino interrupted him with a random loud chocking noise and his face took on a deeper shade of red.
"Hey. Feli was, like, totally right at the beginning," Feliks rose up his hands to Ludwig with a smirk. "Ten people."
The rest of the train ride from there was rather uneventful. Well, Feliks decided to rest his legs on top of Matthew's lap and try and get his to touch his newly waxed legs. Which ended with much blushing and not so much touching.
They all exited at union station, Antonio and Lovino heading their separate ways nearly as soon as they left the train. There they met up with Michelle, Kaoru and Kiku and, after a quick trip on the subway to Queen street they went on their merry way.
"So where to first?" Matthew asked as they seemed to aimlessly wonder through the streets.
"Shopping, like, duh," Feliks answered, gliding through the streets like he lived there.
"Yeah, that's where we're meeting with Lilly and Vash." Michelle said as she literally skipped around the incoming people. "Lilly's going shopping for her grad dress, so we're gonna help her out a bit!"
"Oh, yes, I have forgotten you were graduating this year." Kiku thought out loud. Indeed, she and Kaoru would be graduating from their grade eight class this year. Meaning that starting next year the two would be in high school and bothering them a lot more.
Michelle smiled as she recalled just how close it was until she was done with elementary school. "Yep! And I already got my dress and everything! It's so pretty! Right Kaoru?"
Kaoru nodded, his face void of emotion.
"This should be it!" She pointed out a rather quaint shop that would have been looked over if they were not looking out for it. The group all piled into the shop, which was luckily larger on the inside than it looked like on the outside, or they would have not been able to all fit inside. Finding Vash and his sister Lilly (who really looked almost exactly like him, especially with her hair being basically the same) was rather simple, since they were still at the front of the shop picking out a few dresses.
"Hi, Lilly! Vash!" Feliciano greeted in his usual cheerful way, though he decided against hugging them. If he wanted to stay on the Swiss's good side he knew he had to stay away from his younger sister.
At the sound of their names the two turned and seemed a bit surprised by the number of people that had come. Apparently Michelle didn't tell them just how much 'help' they were going to get. After they all greeted each other and anyone who didn't knew each other were properly introduced, they began on there quest to find the perfect graduation dress for the young girl. Which was, actually harder than it sounded, as the girl was so small that they had to go rather far to find dresses that would actually fit her.
It was a rather strange sight to see, the group of nine teens, most consisting of males, running up and down Queen street and hitting nearly every dress, accessory and shoe places they passed—which, in all honesty, was every other store. All so that they would try and find the perfect outfit for the day young Lilly would be able to say she was done with elementally school.
Truthfully Matthew was surprised to find he was having more fun than he thought he would have. Clothes shopping was not exactly his idea of fun, especially while most of his memories of the events consisted of him standing there while Francis picked out clothes for him and made him dress up like he was his personal doll. However, while doing it with friends it seemed to transform into something more...for lack of better words...awesome. He couldn't believe that this is what he was missing out on my keeping himself so locked up all the time. Missed out on all the great times and friends he could have had if he didn't have to worry about his stupid...ability all the damn time.
The shopping took hours, which was expected, really, though it only dragged out when Feliks would randomly wonder off into random stores and they had to back track to find him—usually finding him with a large smile and fishing money out of his purse. It started to happen so frequently that instead of them all going like they did at the beginning one person would volunteer to fetch him while the others continued on. This time, Matthew was the one that went to go find the Polish student, and found him in a rather girly store, looking though the for sale section and occasionally holding up and item of clothing to himself and looking in the mirror behind him.
"If you wanted to stop somewhere we can all come with you," Matthew said as he walked up to the other blond. Instead of giving a proper reply back Feliks held up the shirt he was currently holding up to the Canadian.
"This would really look good on you," He said, seeming to ignore the fact that the shirt was both rather feminine and rather slutty, even for a male. "You know, you would, like look good in drag. You totally have the legs to pull it off."
Matthew's cheeks took on a pinkish tinge as he wondered just what legs had to do with cross dressing. Though he quickly derailed that train of thought. "We should head back, I think the others are—"
"So I like, heard that you and Gil made up or something?" Feliks interrupted as he continued to leaf though the items for sale.
"Eh? Oh, um, yeah I guess we did." Matthew answered with a shrug.
"About time. So, like, whens the first date?"
Matthew pink cheeks went red. "E-Eh? N-No! We're just friends!"
Feliks made a disbelieving noise. "As if! I don't know why you were mad at him in the first place, but I totally see the way you look at each other. Plus once Gil sees something he wants he like, goes and takes it. I like, totally know what he's about."
Though Matthew wanted to further deny he and Gilbert's relationship what the Pole said had him curious. "What did you mean?"
"Didn't Gily tell you? We like, totally used to date or something?" Feliks said as he picked out a shirt to look at. "Yeah, it was, like, on and off for three months or whatever. You know, before Toris finally maned up and asked me out. He's so cute sometimes..."
There was a short silence before Feliks decided to turn around to judge the others reaction. Matthew was looking elsewhere, but even so the Polish male was able to see his expression.
"Oh my god he didn't tell you did he?" His eyes widened. "Oh my god you're upset that he didn't tell you!" He gasped. "Oh my god that means you care about who he used to date!" He dropped the shirt in his excitement. "Oh my god you like him!"
"W-What?" Was all the Canadian in stutter out in his confusion. Just how the hell could he come to all those conclusions when he didn't even say anything? "No I-I—"
Though Feliks would have nothing of it. He reached over and flicked the young boy's forehead, stopping him mid denial. "Like, man up, Mattie! Just admit you like another guy already! Everyone, like, totally already knows!"
Matthew opened his mouth to continue to deny him but found the words stuck in his throat. A voice in the back of his head said that the cross dresser was right, that he had been having certain...feeling for the Prussian ever since he was first kidnapped by him. With a defeated sigh Matthew finally admitted, "I don't know what to do."
Feliks released a rather girly squeal before he excitedly hugged the flustered male. "Don't you worry! He's like, already totally into you anyways! Oh my god! I should totally make you over and then we ca—"
"T-that's okay! I don't need a make over!" Matthew insisted as he pulled the overly excited male off him. "I-I want to do this myself...Just, please don't tell anyone."
At this Feliks became tight lipped and he looked around the room to avoid the Canadian's eyes.
"Please!"
"Fine!" Feliks finally gave in with a pout. "But you have to like, promise to give me all the inside info when you two like, finally hook up."
Matthew, feeling as if he didn't really have another choice nodded. "M-Maybe we should get back now..."
"Okay, just let me, like buy this." Feliks picked up the shirt that he had previous dropped in his excitement. "Isn't it, like, totally cute?"
Matthew just nodded, as he wasn't really one for fashion, and Feliks quickly bought the shirt before they went to rejoin the rest of the group.
The rest of the dress finding wasn't really eventful, though when they finished not only did they manage to find a very pretty wardrobe for Lilly, but even managed to stay on Vash's good side—though that may have mostly been because his sister was there and he didn't want to grow angry around her. So just as the sky was beginning to take on a orange tinge, the party waved goodbye to the blond siblings, the younger of the two thanking them profusely for their help before she was dragged away.
"Well that was fun!" Feliks exclaimed, randomly deciding to twirl and nearly hitting a passerby in the face. Ludwig just sighed, deciding not to comment as he adjusted the numerous bags the Polish man had somehow convinced him to carry.
"Yeah! It really was fun!" Michelle agreed with a large smile. "Too bad we have to go now."
"Go?" Matthew questioned. "I thought we were all going to see a movie after this..."
"I know! And I'm sorry, but now is the only time my mom can come and pick us up!" The tween turned to Kiku. "Unless...can you get a hold of Yao and maybe he can come?"
The Japanese male shook his head in a negative. "Sorry, Chelles-chan. Yao-san's very busy at the moment and I do not wish to trouble him."
Michelle shrugged. "Oh well, guess we'll just have to go now. Bye everyone! See you at the next meeting! C'mon, Kaoru!"
Kaoru nodded, his face void of emotion as he bowed to the other people before he followed Kiku and Michelle away. The other four males watched them go, waving until they were a ways down the street then they turned and went their own way.
"Ve~ now only four of us are left." Though it meant it as a simple statement, Feliciano still sounded a bit sad by the lack of people. Ludwig patted the others shoulder in a comforting motion, as if to say, 'I'm still here' and Feliciano, being the rather touchy person that he was, saw that as an okay to cling onto the German's arm. Ludwig blushed, but made no move to push him off.
"Aww, don't, like, worry, Feli," Feliks began, too busy texting someone to notice the small scene beside him. "Toris is suppose to, like, come or something. But he was like, suppose to met us back at that sushi place two hours ago!" His painted nail clicked the 'send' button with a bit more force than needed. "Where is he?"
"Sorry about being so late."
The sudden voice caused everyone but Feliks to jump, Feliciano clutching harder onto Ludwig in his small fright. The cross dresser turned to face the new voice and pouted angrily at it's owner.
"Toris! What, like, took you so long?"
Toris opened his mouth to answer, but his boyfriend beat him too it. "You know what? Whatever. You were probably helping some old lady so something."
The Lithuanian couldn't help the sheepish look that came to his face as he again apologized before he looked over at the other three males. "Hello, everyone! I'm sorry I'm late."
Detaching himself from Ludwig Feliciano pulled the other into a greeting hug like he did with everyone else. " It's okay, ve~! Now you can came and see a movie with us!"
Toris smiled. "Sounds like fun! I hadn't been to the theatres in a while."
"At least not where you actually watched the movie~" Feliks added with a smirk and the brown haired male blushed.
Matthew, deciding that he should quickly change the subject, asked "So um, what movie should we—Ogf!"
Matthew's focus quickly changed to keeping himself upright as he bumped off of whoever person he walked into when they had both tried to round the corner at the same time. "I-I'm sorry!" The blond stuttered out when before he looked at the other.
"Hey! Watch where you're—" Though the next word caught is his throat as he looked up at the Canadian with wide eyes. "Mattie?"
Matthew blinked at the nickname before he looked up at the person. His eyes also widened in surprise. "Al?"
Indeed it was Alfred in all his baggy t-shirt wearing gory. Though the fact that the American was there wasn't what surprised Matthew the most. No, what surprised the blond the most was the person his twin was with or, rather, was hand in hand with. There, standing right next to him, looking slightly confused at why they had stopped walking, was the Korean exchange student, Yong Soo. The guy who the last time Matthew had seen him, he was getting yelled at by Alfred.
Matthew was glad when he saw he wasn't the only one that was surprised at seeing the two on a date. Looking around, it looked like everyone was stunned into silence—Toris in confusion seeing as he didn't know the American. The only one that wasn't too shocked to do anything was...
"Like, Oh Mm Ge, Kellie! You're never guess who I just ran into on a date holding hands! Alfred and Yong Soo! ... I KNOW! That's what I totally thought too!"
Hearing the cross dresser gossip must have snapped Alfred out of whatever momentary trance he was in. "I-It's not what it looked like!" He insisted and, to the Korean's obvious displeasure, tugged his hand back. "I-I mean—!" Coughing into his fist, he put on a very bad British accent. "I'm not this Alfred chap you're thinking of! I'm sorry to say you have the wrong lad."
"Alfred! The only thing you did to disguise yourself was wear contacts and put on a base ball cap!" Matthew exclaimed. "Which is mine, by the way! I was looking for that!"
"You put on a disguise? Was this supposed to be a secret, da~ze? Are you ashamed of me?" Yong Soo asked the American, who suddenly looked like he was trapped between a rock and a hard place.
"N-No!" Alfred quickly replied, then added after glancing at his schoolmates. "I mean, why would I be shamed of helping a fellow school mate that got lost! I am the Hero after all!" He then laughed heroically, or at least he tried, but it his state it came out more nervous than confident.
"Ve~! So that's why you couldn't come out with us! It's because you were on a date!" Feliciano said happily, seeming to miss the hurt look on the Korean's face.
Alfred made to say something but before he could Yong Soo latched onto his arm and proclaimed, quite loudly, "Yes! We, as in Alfred F. Bonnefoy-Kirkland and me, Im Yong Soo, are currently on a date! And Alfred asked me out, da~ze!"
Feliks squealed in delight, still on his phone. "Oh my god, did you hear that?...I know! I totally called it!"
Though Matthew was a bit annoyed that his twin wouldn't tell him that he couldn't hang out because he had a date, he wouldn't help but smile at his plight. It wasn't every often that he managed to see Alfred so flustered, and, now that he thought about it, Alfred seemed to be increasing so every time the Korean was mentioned. Maybe if he wasn't so busy with his own personal affairs he would have noticed the sighs.
Finally, Ludwig, whose arms were beginning to get a bit sore from carrying all those bags, decided to speak up. "Are we going to the movies?"
And it seemed as if meeting with Alfred and Yong Soo had completely pushed their current destination out of their mind for Feliciano gasped. "Oh! Right! We were going to see a movie! Do you guys want to come, ve~?"
"Actually, we just saw a movie," Alfred said, gently trying to loosen the Koreans vice like grip on his arm. "Saw 3D, it was awesome."
"There was blood everywhere, da~ze!" Yong Soo happily reported. "But not as scary as the films back in Korea! Horror movies did originate in South Korea, you know."
"Well, okay, we'll see you later." Feliciano said.
"Yeah, right." Then, turning to Matthew but not looking in his eye Alfred muttered. "I'll, uh, see you at home Mattie."
"Bye, Alfred." Matthew said back before the two groups went their separate ways. From there the five males laughed at the American's plight and talked about the usually pairing of he and Yong Soo until they hit the theatre. There they all decided to watch Due Date—which Feliks had to convince them all to sneak into, as it was rated R, but in the end they all agreed it was worth it. After the movie was done it was starting to get a bit late, and the teens decided to have a unhealthy dinner of over priced movie theatre food. Matthew however, not really feeling that hungry, decided that this was a good time to watch peoples colours and try to get a handle on what meant what.
"Dark lime green... what could that mean?" He wondered aloud as he tapped his pencil to a scrap piece of paper he stuck into his wallet at the last minute.
Toris looked over at the women the Canadian was looking at, who was chewing her bottom lip as she glanced about the theatre. "Well, she does look a bit ill. Maybe she feels sick?"
"Or, like, sick with herself," Feliks chirped in. "Like she cheated on her boyfriend or something."
Almost as soon as he said that a man, who Matthew assumed to be her boyfriend, came up to the women and greeted her with a small kiss and to the Canadian's surprise the colour intensified. "I think you're right..." Matthew mumbled as he noted down 'guilty'.
As Feliks high fived Toris Feliciano looked around for another person. "What about that scary looking man over there? What colour is he?" He asked. Matthew looked over to the man the Italian pointed out and shivered. He wasn't sure why but there was something about the man's expression that was very intimating. But for some reason, there was something kind of soothing about the man. Almost like a...familiar air about him. Curious, Matthew concentrated on him, and his colours soon came into view.
"Sea-green...he's anxious about something...and a forced light blue...he's trying to calm himself...?"
Feliciano looked over at the man again and titled his head. "Really? It doesn't look like it..."
"...Matthew are you okay?"
Matthew looked up at the gruff German's voice. "Oh, yes, sorry I'm fine...There's just something about that man that's kind of familiar for some reason..."
Now everyone looked over at the blond, glasses wearing, rather intimating looking man, all trying to see if they know him in some way.
"Maybe he's, like, a model or something?" Feliks offered and truthfully, once one got over his scary expression, the man was rather good looking. Looking over at him for a few more moments the teens decided to give it up.
"I'll be right back," Matthew announced as he stood. "I'm just going to the washroom."
"I'll come with you." Toris offered and together the two went on to the washrooms, Feliks randomly trailing behind them.
"Aw, you two are total girls, going to the bathroom in pairs~" Feliks said with a smirk as he followed.
"I must have learned it from you." Toris said with a small chuckle and Feliks pretended to be offended as he pushed him playfully.
Matthew chose to ignore the couple as they were lost in their own world and instead just do what he originally intended to do, empty his bladder—though he decided to do it in the stall feeling a bit awkward going in front of Feliks. He knew he was a male but really...he did make a pretty convincing girl. Going to wash his hands he found Feliks fixing his hair in front of the mirror in the rather empty washroom.
"I like, totally can't wait for you and Gil to get together," Feliks said when he noticed the image of the young Canadian enter the mirror. "Like, if you guys were fictional characters there would totally be like, communities and fanfiction of you guys everywhere."
Matthew raised an eyebrow at the very strange analogy but didn't say anything about it. It didn't seem as if the Polish man was done talking anyway.
"Don't see why you wouldn't let me give you a make over, like yeah I get that you don't want to dress up or whatever but that doesn't mean you can't have a make over. I'll make you cute, well, cuter I guess. Cause you know that's what Gil likes, he likes cut—" He interrupted himself with a sharp gasp and went silent. Matthew, curious as to what would make the other stop talking so suddenly looked over at him.
"Feliks...?" Matthew asked with concern when he saw him hunched over the sink as if he was about to vomit. After a few more moments of silence he reached out to touch him. Though just as his hand was going to contact with the others skin a hand grabbed onto his wrist and pulled him back.
"Don't touch him," Toris said, his tone rather serious. "He's having a vision."
Matthew looked between the two of them in confusion. "Vision? Wha—"
He immediately stopped talking when Feliks began to speak again, but it was so quiet that it was impossible to make out what was being said. Pulling the Canadian back Toris stepped forward and placed a hand on his boyfriends shoulder. Spinning around Feliks grabbed onto the others shoulders and fell into him, forcing Toris to readjust his grip so that he could kept him upright. His eyes rapidly flickered back and forth as if he was looking at something they couldn't see. Then he opened his mouth and spoke, and though it was still his voice, it sounded like it was someone else speaking through him.
"Beware...beware the one that watches him progress...his intentions are not what they should be..."
"Who?" Toris asked.
Feliks eyes stopped flickering and he stared at nothing. Suddenly his gaze turned to stare directly at the young Canadian and Matthew swore his heart stopped. It felt as though Feliks' wide blood shot eyes stared past his exterior and looked down at something deeper inside. Staring at it, surveying it. Though it only lasted for a second it felt like it lasted for hours. And then Feliks whole body slumped in a dead faint. Toris, acting as if this has happened to him more than once, grabbed onto the teen and leaned him against the counter the sinks was on so that he could manage his weight.
"I need to take him somewhere to rest..." Toris said mostly to himself but Matthew was barley listening. The only thing that was on his mind right now were those eyes. That stare...that stare was definably not something the Polish male could ever pull off. Was that because of his ability?
"Matthew, can you go get Ludwig?" Toris asked, snapping the young teen from his thoughts. With a dumb nod Matthew went to do as he was told. Minutes later he returned with both Ludwig and Feliciano, who insisted on coming.
"Ludwig can you help me with him?" Toris asked as soon as he saw the larger man enter the room. Ludwig instantly went to help him and Feliciano gasped when he noticed the unconscious male.
"Oh no! He had a vision? Here?"
Matthew, suddenly feeling as though he was the only one who didn't know what was going on—which was probably true—he turned to the Italian with the intent of getting answers. "B-But I thought Feliks' ability was to see the future in still images?"
Feliciano nodded, not taking his eyes off Feliks. "It is, but sometimes a whole bunch of images come to him at once and it overwhelms him." He explained.
"I'm going to take him back to my uncles house," Toris said to everyone once Ludwig helped get Feliks on his back. "It's close by and he needs rest."
"Are you sure you'll be okay by yourself?" Ludwig asked with a hint of worry. Toris nodded and smiled at the other.
"I'll be fine, I'm really stronger than I look," Toris replied before he nodded to everyone. "Goodbye everyone, hope to see you again soon." And with that the Lithuanian exited the washroom and went out of sight.
There was silence for a bit before the teens felt that standing in the middle of the washroom looked rather strange and so they made their way back to the table they were previous seated at. Matthew, however, was lost in his own world. What did Feliks mean when he said he said 'beware of the one that watches him progress?' And was it really meant to be a warning for him? Or when Feliks looked over at him did he mean that he was the one that someone should be wary of?
"Matthew?"
The sound of the Germans voice again brought him from his thoughts. "I-I'm sorry. What?"
Ludwig raised an eyebrow at the other but didn't question it. "I said we should get going. It's starting to get late."
"O-oh, okay..."
Gathering up whatever was left behind, the three teens walked out of the movie theatre and into the dark streets.
I loovveee Toronto. Though I haven't been there in a while and um, hadn't see a movie down there. One day ONE DAY.
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Yay! I am so happy to have this chapter over with, 'cause you know the next chapters gonna be
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