Hello again! Here it is, chapter two! I failed to mention that this would be about several different characters, and not just one, didn't I? Well I hope that doesnt'; bother any of you. I will be adding in new characters and chapter later on, as the character's and their storylines become more important. This hasn't yet been edited, I finished it up kind of quickly this morning, so I'll be going in and revising it and most likely changing a few picky mistakes within the next few days.)
I apologize for my horrible lateness. I'm a real bad procrastinator. I keep on writing up new stories..)
~TomantoAmante
"Hurry, Feliciano! We're almost there." A delighted voice said to the Italian, grabbing his hand and urging him further.
"Ehh, but i'm so tired..it's so far!" He whined, looking up at the blonde hair, blue eyed man. He paused, looking back at the other, and then scooped him up into his arms.
"Then I will-a carry you there!" He declared, running again. Feliciano squealed in delight, hugging the other tightly, burying his head into his chest. A minute or two after, Feliciano was gently set onto his feet. "We're here. look up." The smaller man looked over, and gasped.
'It's beauitful! Oh, how did you find such a pla-" A loud banging noise echoed through the area.
"Hallo? Feliciano, it's it's time to wake up." A thickly-accented German voice cut through the image.
"Wait!..No...Don't go.." He said, a hand reaching out towards the other man who he had been with, but the image melted away.
Feliciano's head buried it self under his pillow, mummbling softly in Italian incoherently. A hand came and gently shook him awake, and amber eyes slowly flickered open and to life, pulling the pillow away from his head and slowly sitting up, hands coming up to sleepily rub at eyes. Oh, what was that smell? He looked around, and gasped as his eyes landed on a bowl of pasta! "Hallo." A voice said, and the italian's eyes quickly flicked back up, looking at Ludwig.
"Oh! Ciao Luddy!" he smiled at the other. The German simply nodded as a second greeting. Now let's see if this can be done quickly enough..
"How are you today, Feliciano?"
"Oh, i'm wonderful~! But i'm a little tired too." And a few seconds after that, he confirmed it by yawning, but soon again smiled at the other. Ludwig nodded, and then the italian's eyes drifted over, and he spotted the pasta once more. He smiled, and reached for it, but the other quickly grabbed it and pulled it out of reach.
"Nein, you don't get any pasta until you take your medicine. And without complaining." Feliciano frowned at this, whining a bit.
"But it's so yucky and tasteless!" he said.
"No pasta." And at that, Ludwig shook his head, standing up and looking like he was about to leave, which caused the Italian to panic.
"Noo! Don't go! Mi dispiace!" the other whined out, reaching a hand towards him. Ludwig paused, looking back at him.
"Take your pills." he said simply, pointing a finger at the glass of water and pills residing beside them. A pout came onto the smaller man's face, but he reached forward an obediently took them. And then Ludwig walked back over and handed him the bowl. Feliciano smiled happily at that, hands wrapping around the bowl and startign to eat. "Now, Feliciano, while you eat, I'd like to talk about your childhood." The other paused for a moment, glancing up at him.
"My childhood?" he asked, voice taking on a bit of a softer note.
"Ja." He said, "The important things in your life."
Feliciano soon enough went back to eating, speaking between mouthfouls. "Like what?"
"Anything. When a loved one died, your first crush, anything that comes to mind." the German replied with. Feliciano had by now run out of pasta, which made him frown as he stared down at it. He missed when he could have endless pasta all day!
"Um..well.." His eyebrows furrowed together, trying to think about it. Ludwig watched him silently, taking the empty bowl from him when he was done.
"I'll get you some more pasta in a while." He promised, while watching. That caused a smile to light up over the man's face.
"Really? You will? Grazie!" Ludwig had caused him to pull out of his thoughts.
He nodded. "Ja. Now, what can you remember?"
"Um, well I spent a lot of time with my grandpa!' he said, nodding a bit as he spoke.
Ludwig was quiet for a few moments, before speaking up. "There was a boy, wasn't there? Heiliges was his name, correct?"
Feliciano frowned, "N-No.." He said, a slight stutter coming into his voice.
"Yes, Feliciano, there was. Perhaps this will jog your memory?" He pulled out a picture, and showed it to him. It looked almost exactly like Ludwig, only happier, and his hair fallen. It defiantely wasn't Ludwig, but yet...they looked so similar. The picture startled the other, who bit his lower lip, arms wrapping around his legs and hugging them to his chest, his eyes squeezing shut.
"W-Where did you get that?" he asked softly.
"It was in your wallet when you arrived here, and was placed in your file for safekeeping. Now, tell me more about him, Feli." He said. The memories came flooding back into the Italian, and he rapidly shook his head. The other watched him quietly. "You can do it, Feli. Just a few words, it doesn't have to be much." he said.
The other's face was hidden behind his legs, only simply saying a "No." then suddenly, he felt a strange feeling on his back. It took him a few moments, before it registered that the other was rubbing his back.
"Just a word," Ludwig repeated. "Just that he was nice, anything." Feliciano mumbled something incoherent. "Louder, Feli." He said, and the Italian said something just a hare bit louder. "I can't understand you." But, Feliciano preferred it that way, mumbling somthing out again. This was the only time he had really just refused to speak, in earlier times he usually said one or two things before falling silent, but it seemed like it was getting worse. Ludwig sighed. "Alright, I'll take that. Do you want anything?" he asked.
Feliciano looked up at him, eyes watery. "..Pasta?" he asked quietly.
"I'll get you some, don't worry." he reassured. And, on an impulse, he reached a hand down, wiping away a tear that was threatening to fall. And Feliciano's demeanor changed entirely, eyes lighting up and smiling brightly.
"Really? You'd do that for me?" he asked excitedly. Ludwig nodded.
"Ja, I will. Anything else?" He asked, getting ready to leave.
"Um...C-Could I have that photo?" feliciano questioned, looking up at him hopefully.
"...Ja, of course." he took out the photo, handing to the other, who carefully took it. "Is that all?" the other nodded silently, staring at the photo. "Then i'll be back." And he turned, walking out of the room, the door automatically shutting behind him.
Feliciano once more looked down at the photo, and gently placed a kiss on the man in the photo, then moved and stuck the photo under his pillow, nice and warm. "You'll be safe there, Heiliges. I promise. Right next to me." he said softly.