West waited with an annoyed expression on his face.
"I should've just left when she gave me her stupid reason" he sighed.
"But the look on her face…" he mumbled.
The look she had given him was pretty heart breaking; she looked terrorized at the thought of having to walk through that dark hallway on her own. West was not going to judge her if she had some trauma towards it, he understood that part.
He sighed once more not sure how he was supposed to react. He held his head with his hands
"Ow…" he groaned, seeing only glimpses of a flashback that made no sense to him.
"Thank You West, I know it was an annoying request…" mumbled Feliciana as she walked out of the bathroom.
There was dim lighting in the hall due to an open window and a full moon.
"Well…I guess I'll go now" said West turning his back to her but he stopped.
He gasped as he turned to look at Feliciana who was quivering in fear and clutching is arm with strength she didn't even know she had.
"Feliciana?" he asked.
"P-please stay…." She mumbled her head down. "C-can't you stay?"
Honestly West did not mind staying but he felt afraid to do so.
"Listen…" he told her "You need to learn to face your fears"
Even though Feliciana wanted to be able to show West she wasn't afraid her desire for wanting him to stay was far greater.
At this point her eyes were pooling with tears as she pouted "I don't want to be alone…"
West sighed.
"I'll make you some yummy breakfast!" she pleaded "and-and I'll wash your clothes tonight so you can wear them tomorrow!"
West placed his and on her mouth "Calm down." He said "Alright I'll stay" his tone was of defeat.
"Why is it so hard to tell her no?" he thought.
"Veeee! Really!?" she squealed happily, for the first time in months she would not be alone in the mansion. She hugged him and kissed both his cheeks, causing him to blush although he didn't jump nor step away he just accepted them and allowed his face to redden.
"I'll get you some clothes then!" she jumped happily turning on her heel and darting down the hall.
"Hey!" said West "It's dark you're going to-"
CRASH!
"….crash" he sighed and began to walk towards her general direction
"I'm alright!" he heard her say happily
West found her in a room that appeared to have been unoccupied for years…the room made him…sad.
"This used to be my grandpa's room" she smiled sweetly at him.
"I'm sure he won't mind if you borrow some of his old clothes." She told him pulling out a sleeping shirt and handing it to him.
"Although I do prefer you sleep in the guest room" she said.
West nodded still looking around the room and followed her out.
Feliciana led him to a different room that looked a lot more comfortable.
"I sleep here sometimes I hope you don't mind." She told him.
West slightly gripped his head hoping Feliciana wouldn't notice.
He felt happy yet sad which infuriated him, who knew it was possible to feel that at the same time?
"Are you okay?" asked Feliciana worried.
"Ja!" he quickly nodded.
She smiled "Thank you again! I'm three doors down if you need anything."
"I wonder what he would have said if I had asked him to sleep with me?" she thought.
Feliciana was giddy she hadn't even realized that she had walked through the dark hall by her self
West sighed once more and dressed himself in the night shirt. "Her grandfather? I wonder where he is…I wonder why she sleeps here sometimes?" he thought getting in the bed.
His mind was full of questions, but eventually he drifted off to sleep.
West was in a small park.
"What am I doing here?" he said looking down at himself and noticed he had a body of a child.
"What the-!?" he said turning himself over.
He heard children playing ahead so he decided to go there hoping to see if he could make sense of the situation.
He looked at the kids playing and they seemed familiar, the girl running around was definitely Feliciana.
As he walked up to her "Hey what's going?" he asked.
Feliciana turned "Who the hell are you? Go away!"
West gasped "Feliciana?"
"Augh! I hate being confused for my sister! My name is Lovino and I'm a boy!" he snapped at him and turned once more.
"Sorry…" West mumbled but Lovino didn't acknowledge him.
West gasped and his eyes were. He sat up "Oh…it was a dream…" he placed his hand over his chest…his heart rate was incredibly fast.
He looked up and saw a pair of brown eyes staring at him.
"Argh!" he screamed and turned on the lamp next him sitting up and looked at the man in front of him.
"Hmm" said the man. "So this is my little Feliciana's new friend…she even lent you my night shirt"
West gasped.
"A-are you…?" he asked "…her grandfather?"
The man smiled "The one and only!"
"Odd…she made it seem like he was gone forever" he thought.
"So…what kind of man sleeps in a different room when there's a beautiful young lady right down the hall?" he asked
"What that is your grand daughter!" he exclaimed the man laughed and placed his arm on his shoulders.
"Ah so we have a gentleman then!"
West gulped "Uh…"
"Ah you still feel bad about taking a little bit of advantage of her huh?" he said sympathetically.
"Ah…how-"
"There's little, I don't know my boy" he laughed. "Anyways don't worry I'm not mad about it, you're a good man!" laughing again he said "You've taken good care of you and I must thank you boy it was nice seeing you again, you've grown up a lot" he stretched and yawned now.
"I'll be going now." He stood from the bed and made his way out "Take care of her" he grinned at him and went out the door.
It took West a second to process.
"Seeing me again?" he mumbled lying down on the bed. "I guess I'll ask him tomorrow morning then" he mumbled in his pillow, hoping to finally get some good rest.
He soon felt that familiar feeling that most feel when they close their eyes for a few minutes and then are woken up to find it's actually been hours yet still felt tired.
The clock marked two in the morning, nearly three.
What woke up him up?
He became more alert when he heard Feliciana scream once more. He jumped out of the bed and steadily headed for the door.
"Oh right…the doors weren't locked could a robber have gotten in?" he thought ready to attack.
He walked slowly towards Feliciana's room where she continued to scream in Italian, so he had no idea what she was saying.
He opened the door to her room; thanks to the light from the moon he was able to see there was no robber in her room, she was just having a nightmare.
West sighed and approached her bed deciding to wake her up.
He poked her shoulder, remembering how his previous attempt to waking her up had ended. He blushed.
He leaned by her bed and said "I once killed a man with his mustache and a grape"
Feliciana sat up awake.
"I'm up!" she squeaked. She looked around and took a breath.
"Oh…" she relaxed when she saw West beside her "It was a nightmare…." She mumbled but smiled "Thank you for waking me up"
West nodded "Gute Nacht" and began to head to the door. "I wonder if her grandpa heard her screaming. I better get out of here before he comes in and thinks I did something to her"
"Oh West" she turned on her lamp, West noticed she was blushing but wasn't acting embarrassed "Do you think we can sleep together?" she asked him.
"What…?" he asked unable to react was she really asking him to sleep with her?
She smiled innocently awaiting an answer "I don't like sleeping alone"
West was so tired "Does she even see me as a man?" he wondered getting into her bed half aware of what he was doing, all he wanted was to sleep. Feliciana happily made room for him.
"Veee thank you! I promise I won't scream!" she exclaimed happily making herself comfortable next to him. She was so happy.
"Oh the light" she whispered when she noticed West had already fallen asleep.
"He must have been so tired" she thought leaning above him. "He looks so peaceful…so…handsome too…"
Feliciana really couldn't help it, she leaned in a bit and lightly placed her lips on his.
"Buonanotte, il mio principe"
Finally she turned off the lights and fell asleep comfortably next to him.
Gilbert lied on the steps of a grand mansion which, unlike Feliciana's, was indeed locked and guarded.
He was beginning to doze off when one of the guards approached him.
"Are we really going to go through this again Mr. Beilschmidt? You can come in…" mumbled the guard.
Gilbert snickered "I told you I am not going in until my father comes and gets me himself"
The guard sighed and moved away from the gate revealing a man with long blonde hair behind him.
"Stubborn as ever I see. Come in now its freezing." said the man with the long hair opening the gate for Gilbert.
"About time old man" said Gilbert unable to contain his grin.
"I can't believe you slept outside the mansion for a week when you could've just come in" said the man.
"I can't believe you actually let me sleep outside the mansion for a week" snapped Gilbert following his father inside.
It was the man's turn to grin. "You loved being outside when you were a kid. You spent so many nights with that Hedervary girl and you didn't even make an honest woman out of her" he shook his head.
"You're not funny old man." Grumbled Gilbert, his father always liked teasing him, especially when it came to Elizabeta, he knew that was his weak point.
They sat in a living room in silence.
"Now how am I going to bring this up?" thought Gilbert.
"Gil, I know why you're here, but it's really late and this old bag of bones wants to go to bed" he stated getting up from the couch and down the hall.
Gilbert cut him off glowering at his father.
"Don't disrespect me boy" growled the father.
"Promise." said Gilbert.
"Promise me that we will talk about Ludwig in the morning."
His father sighed but nodded "Fine…I guess it's time I help you mop up this mess"
"That mess is your son" mumbled Gilbert letting his father pass.
The old man just shrugged off Gilberts words and continued walking.
"Ja…Ja…" he told him "Gute Nacht, just head up to your old room to sleep"
"Thanks" said Gilbert walking down the hall as well. He rolled his eyes "Honest women out of Eliza? What the heck does he mean?"
A/N: Sorry this took so long, I got kidnapped by the homework monster, then the work monster, then the school monster, then the sleep monster...please review it'll put a smile on my face.