Feliciana was unhappy living in the large mansion, Roderich was occasionally nice to her and that was only when it came to her admiring his music and then there was Eliza who treated her like a sister but she hardly got to spend any time with the girl.

Roderich was always calling for her; Feliciana noticed that Eliza wanted to keep her around not wanting to be alone with Roderich but Roderich always told Feliciana to go and clean something leaving her big sister Eliza all alone with Roderich.

As far as Feliciana noticed Roderich had always respected Eliza, why he always tried to be alone with her, she never understood.

Her other moments of happiness were when Ludwig came to visit her he was always so pushy and excited to see her though. He often wrote to her too, the last letter he sent her was a memory. He wrote about the time they had shared the bed in the guest room, when he was spending a night at her grandfather's house. Feliciana was scared that night after waking up from a nightmare, she ran to her brother's room but, he was jerk and wouldn't let her in. She went to the room where Ludwig was staying seeking his company.

When Ludwig saw Feliciana at his door his heart jumped to his throat. Was he dreaming?

No…it was real. That night he held her close, not even sure if she had noticed but still he whispered to her that he would always protect her.

Feliciana opened her eyes, they were wet with tears, she looked at the box that held the letters that Ludwig had sent her over time, and she sat up feeling a headache coming along and went towards the box and picked out the letter, which held the precious memory she had just dreamed about.

She sighed, and opened her mouth to say something but nothing came out. She held her hand to her throat and tried to speak again but it wasn't long before she realized she had lost the will to speak. It didn't faze her; she was hurting over more important things.

She breathed in and out "The promise is broken" she thought.

Suddenly she stood up coming up with a new idea. Reaching into her closet she pulled out a canvas, she set up an easel and began to paint.

"Painting…my only escape from this cruel world" She sat on her bed and sketched on a canvas "Ludwig…" she thought "…I made you a promise too…"

She was soon lost in her art.

It was cruel.

It was cruel what Ignatius had done to his sons, he had every intention of abandoning Ludwig in Germany but Gilbert wouldn't accept it and refused to leave without him.

Ignatius looked down at his oldest son, with an icy stare.

"He killed your mother" he said coldly.

Gilbert shook his head. "You just…" Gilbert was at a loss for words he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"I can't believe you! Mutter would not have wanted this! "He yelled ultimately earning him a slap to the face.

"I hate you" spat Gilbert with so much hatred, his red eyes striking a bit of fear into Ignatius.

"I'm not abandoning my brother!" he said turning to look at the hospital bed where his sleeping brother lied.

Ignatius, looked at the ground, and began to walk out of the room, he stopped at the door frame.

"Good Bye Gilbert. The doors to the Beilshmidt mansion will always be open to you and when I pass all my inheritance will be yours as my only son."

Gilbert sneered at him "Yeah right old man!" he yelled "You'll never see us again!"

Ignatius lowered his gaze "Alright, I'll make sure to pass the message on to Elizabeta. I'm sure Roderich will enjoy the lack of competition now"

Gilbert growled angrily and threw a vase at the man, well he missed but he had every intention to hit him.

"Shut up about her! She'll love me still! She'll understand!" he yelled.

At this point nurses had shown up to hush the two.

"Are you really going to make her wait?"

Gilbert's face saddened and he looked at his poor sleeping brother.

"You can always come back with me and marry her yourself." He told him.

Gilbert made up his mind "There is no way she'll ever stop loving the awesome me!" he said.

Ignatius sighed, and left his son's.

Gilbert sighed. "I'll write to her and tell her what happened."

He turned to the nurse. "Hey do you guys serve beer here?"

The nurse shook her head and left.

Gilbert sighed "Damn…and this is Germany for crying out loud" he sat down on a chair.

Looking at his brother once more he said "How am I going to take care of you…?"

He stretched his arms "I guess I'll need to find a job…well who wouldn't want to hire the awesome me...I guess I won't be able to finish school…"

Ludwig groaned waking up causing Gilbert to gasp "Damn it! How am I going to explain that our father abandoned us? He'll be so heart broken"

His blue eyes turned to look at Gilbert, he blinked a few times, and after Gilbert's silence Ludwig finally spoke.

"Who…who are you?" he asked lightly "Why are you staring at me?"

Gilbert's mind had to process what his little brother had just asked him.

"That's not funny Ludwig…I'm your older brother…" said Gilbert in disbelief.

"Ludwig? Is that supposed to be my name?" he said sitting up, holding his forehead.

Gilbert had a stern gaze, and raised his arms in front of him. "Stay" he ordered as he left to go get the nurse.

Ludwig rubbed his head. "That guys my brother? Shouldn't I recognize him?"

After it had been confirmed that Ludwig suffered from amnesia, Gilbert decided to spare Ludwig of the misery he would suffer if he knew the truth.

The story he basically told him was that their parents where killed during the war, which was now over.

Gilbert and Ludwig never stayed in one place for very long. It was clear that for the first few months, Gilbert didn't care which direction they went.

Gilbert worked hard to make sure that Ludwig could go to school. Ludwig appreciated being taken care of, so in return he'd do his best at everything he did, and made sure to have dinner prepared for him when he came home exhausted.

"Which way?" he would ask Ludwig.

"That way" he pointed

Gilbert chuckled "Why do you always want to go west? I'm going to start calling you that if you keep this up"

Ludwig smiled "I like that better than my actual name."

"West it is" said Gilbert smiling as he rubbed his brothers head, to mess up his hair.

One night after a few months of traveling, Ludwig saw Gilbert writing a letter, which was odd.

"Who could you possibly be writing too?" asked Ludwig.

Gilbert sighed as he wrote "The woman I love…she's waiting for me patiently…" he said.

Ludwig had rarely seen his brother so serious, must be a special girl to him, he smiled. "I hope you can go to her soon brother"

Gilbert smiled. "Ja… me too"

When Ignatius had entered his empty mansion, tears were pooling his eyes. The man who had lost everything walked straight to his room. He sat on the side of the bed which was normally where his wife would sleep.

"I should've left you and our sons here…w-why did I take you guys with me?" He lied down on the bed where he could still smell the remaining scent of his wife.

"I'm so sorry" he sobbed. "I'm so ashamed...I can't even look at those two boys…they're better off without me…I couldn't protect them…I couldn't even protect my soul mate."

The man sighed…"I was so selfish…if I hadn't wanted to bring my family we'd all still be together."

Ignatius was so alone, and he hated it.

He didn't leave his house until he decided it was time to break the news to his friend's family about his passing, but he wasn't aware that he was going to lie about his sons as well.

After he had gone to the house that held Romulus' oldest grandson he went to the Edelstein Mansion to tell Feliciana.

He found her, outside the mansion sweeping with a broom that was taller than she was.

Ignatius furred his eyebrows. That wasn't right…why was the Edelstein family make this little girl clean?

He soon saw Elizabeta appear behind the small girl. "Thank you for helping me Feli" she said taking a hold upon the broom. Then they both looked up to see Ignatius approaching the house, at first their reactions were happy, but then they saw the look on his face.

Elizabeta knelt down to Feliciana and said "Could you go tell Mr. Edelstein that Mr. Beilshmidt is here?"

The girl nodded happily and ran off.

"Good afternoon" said Elizabeta politely "Has something happened?" she asked.

Ignatius sighed "I…I think I should give you all the news when you're all together."

Elizabeta nodded and led him towards the entrance of the house, her heart was beating at a fast pace, and she fought tears with ever step ignoring her horrid thoughts of what might have happened.

"Sorry my parents aren't home" said Roderich sitting himself on the couch, Elizabeta standing behind him.

Ignatius nodded "It's alright, where is Feliciana?" he asked.

"She's on her way; she went to go get a drawing that she made for Ludwig" answered Elizabeta.

Ignatius began to feel sick.

"Elizabeta, you're free to sit down next to me if you wish." Roderich told her.

Elizabeta politely declined, and Feliciana had made it down the stairs.

She ran straight to Ignatius with a happy face "Here!" she said happily "I made this for Ludwig will you give it to him?" she asked trying to hand him the picture.

Ignatius just stared at the little girl unable to say anything to her.

"Feliciana, sit down. Mr. Beilshmidt has something to tell us" said Elizabeta sweetly.

So she did.

"So "Began Roderich "What happened?"

Ignatius gulped "The house…where my family was staying at" he couldn't bear to look at them "Was attacked." He finished.

He heard them gasp. Feliciana had already begun to cry, Elizabeta was fighting tears, and Roderich just stared at Ignatius in shock.

"Is everyone okay?" uttered Elizabeta

Ignatius wouldn't look at her and couldn't answer.

Elizabeta spoke again, this time more aggressively "Everyone is okay, right?" she gulped "They're all alive in a hospital in Germany and that's why they're not here, right?" tears were streaming her cheeks at this point.

"What about my Grandfather!?" squealed Feliciana.

"Let the man speak" said Roderich to both of the girls. "Ignatius?" said Roderich to the pale looking man.

Ignatius began shaking his head. "I'm sorry, Feliciana…your grandfather died in battle."

Feliciana cried out loud and ran to hug Elizabeta crying into her apron. "Stop lying!" she screamed "My grandfather is very strong!"

Elizabeta wrapped her arms around Feliciana and carried her. She walked over to the couch and sat ext to Roderich.

"Ignatius wouldn't lie to us, Feli" said Elizabeta gently.

Feliciana parted herself from Elizabeta's chest, and she turned to Ignatius. "Where's Ludwig?" she sobbed.

Again Ignatius didn't look at them.

"I'm sorry Feliciana…he's dead…" he answered her.

"No! He is not!" she screamed.

"Feli…" said Elizabeta crying herself over the losses she was hearing.

The small girl struggled in Eliza's arms and broke free from her grip.

"Feli!" said Roderich in a parental voice, but she had already run off to the room she was given.

"He is not dead!" she went off screaming.

"I managed to arrange for Romulus' body to be brought here so he can be buried with his family" said Ignatius.

"What about Ludwig?" asked Roderich, watching Elizabeta struggling to keep herself calm.

"And…the rest of your family Sir…what of them?" she asked afraid of the answer.

"My wife died along with Gilbert and Ludwig" he said holding his face with his hands. He was so tormented over the lies.

It was Elizabeta's turn to crumble down and cry.

"Gilbert…" she thought in anguish "You were supposed to come back to me this week"

Remembering were she was Elizabeta wiped away her tears, and didn't shrug Roderich's arm off when he placed it around her shoulders.

Ignatius watched sadly as he saw the girl his son loved being comforted by another man, sure he always teased him about her but he liked Elizabeta for his son, she made him happy.

There was no going back with what Ignatius had said to them.

"I'm sorry" he mumbled, apologizing for his lie not that Elizabeta and Roderich knew that.

"I've arranged the funeral for Romulus. I'll see you then" he told them solemnly, taking his leave.

Elizabeta gasped and ran after him "Wait Sir" she called.

Ignatius stopped and looked at the young girl. "Thank you for telling us" she told him.

Ignatius sighed "I'm sorry you had to fall in love with my son…" and he patted her head "You're a good girl he'd want you to be happy"

Elizabeta nodded but smiled "I'll never be truly happy without him" she said. She took a breath and sprinted towards the forest, heading directly towards her secret trail.

Ignatius watched her run, and he turned when he heard Roderich speak behind him.

"She'll be happy again" he said "I'll make sure of it. I'm sorry for your loss Ignatius." Then Roderich stepped into his house.

Elizabeta cried on the spot where she had last seen her lover…

Roderich dealt with his pity through the piano…

Feliciana drew pictures until she thought her hands were going to fall off…

Ignatius just wallowed away in his lonely mansion…

Imagine the surprise Elizabeta got when she received a letter addressed to her from none other than Gilbert two months after his supposed death.

End of memory…

Ludwig stared at his sleeping brother; he must have been up all night.

Ludwig pulled on the blanket causing Gilbert to literally roll out of bed.

"Ow…" he groaned annoyed over being woken "What was that for?" he asked looking up at him from the floor.

Gilbert noticed he had been crying and tears were beginning to pool around his eyes once more.

"West?" he said getting up from the floor.

"I remember" he said surprisingly clear.

Gilbert gulped.

"Why...?" he said "Why did you stick with me for so long!?"

"Lud…hey calm down its okay" said Gilbert nervously placing his hand on his brother's shoulder.

Ludwig slapped his brother's hand away. "NO!" he yelled in fury "IT IS NOT OKAY!"

"I am responsible for the death of our mother!"

"Ludwig it was an accident! It wasn't your fault!" yelled Gilbert back.

"If I hadn't been so careless our Mutter would still be alive! It's my fault Gilbert! MINE!"

Gilbert didn't know what to do, seeing his brother so crazy so…he punched him…

"CALM DOWN DAMN IT!" he yelled as his fist collided with his brother's abdomen.

Well…it did make Ludwig shut up…but…it wasn't long before Ludwig responded to Gilbert with a punch as well.

They fought and yelled.

Eventually they grew tired and just laid on the ground out of breath.

"Why…why did you stay with me?" asked Ludwig calmly.

"Because our vatti is an idiot who didn't know what he was doing and" he sat up "you're my brother…I had already lost a mother I wasn't going to lose you too.

"Anyways I've been trying to see vati for the past two weeks and get him to come to his senses, and it looks like I've finally succeeded."

Ludwig gave him a look of disbelief and began to shake his head "No…Gilbert he doesn't want to see me"

"Ja well he is your father and mine, and he has not been doing his job" Gilbert said angrily "I don't care anymore, I've been doing this for you and mutti not for him, it was never for him."

Ludwig sighed "You lost so much for me…you even lost the woman you love"

"Well don't make my sacrifices go in vain!" snapped Gilbert, he rubbed his head and said "Why do you and Vatti always bring up Eliza? It's making me mad…" he sighed "You're coming with me tomorrow I don't care if I have to drag you by the ear!"

Ludwig groaned.

"You owe me that much!" said Gilbert

With a sigh Ludwig nodded "Alright..."

"You've handled so much brother…"

"If you say `I love you` I'm kicking your ass all over again"

Ludwig chuckled "You know I have you beat!" said Ludwig.

"Oh Ja want to bet?" said Gilbert.

"Alright" laughed Ludwig "Loser has to go out in the rain and buy some more beer!"

"Oh you're on!" said Gilbert standing up.

Five minutes later…

Gilbert was outside the door with a frown on his face and a cut on his lip.

"Too be fair I was tired…" said Gilbert putting on his coat. "I'll be back."

"Ja" said Ludwig with a grin on his face.

When he closed the door he walked towards his bed and laid on it. "If it weren't for you Gilbert I'd be long gone by now…but I don't know what to do…"

His mind flickered back to his Feliciana "I need her" he mumbled. "I can't face her…can I face her? Will she forgive me…I regret leaving her…I'm sorry I'll go see you soon. When all this is over."

Gilbert walked down the street with a proud expression on his face "This nightmare is almost over" he thought happily.

He walked into the grocery store only to be told that they were closed.

He was about to protest but when he opened his mouth a woman's voice was heard.

"Oh no" said the voice.

Gilbert gulped and turned recognizing the voice, only to see it was none other than Elizabeta.

They made eye contact, after a minute of silence Elizabeta decided to speak "Hello Gil…"

She said quietly.

"Hey…" said Gilbert quietly.

They both looked at each other awkwardly.

Elizabeta walked up to Gilbert and placed her thumb on his lip "Why are you bleeding?"

Gilbert blushed stepping back.

"Sorry" she told him "Let me clean that up for you-I am a nurse and I live right around the corner"

"I…I don't know…" he mumbled.

"I have beer" she stated.

"Oh alright" he said convinced and followed her.

Eliza giggled "I know what gets him" and she grinned.

Little extra paragraph

Sakura sat alone in the lunch table that usually seated her two best friends. She was worried about their absence; she remembered clearly that Feliciana said they would catch up.

She sighed and held the bento she made for Alfred; well I did make it for him.

She observed him being loud at the table in front of her arguing with the British boy a table in front of her.

She encouraged herself "He saved Tama!" standing up she approached the table.

She tapped his shoulder and he turned to look at her reddened face.

"Oh hey Sakura, what's up?" he asked her.

She bowed and offered him the bento "Thank you so much for saving Tama, I made you this to show my gratitude!" she said in one breath.

Alfred stared at her blankly for a moment, but then had a huge smiled on his face.

"Sweet thanks!" he said taking the Bento happily.

Sakura felt relieved, and was about to leave when the British boy spoke up.

"Oi, Sakura I can't help but notice your friends aren't here. Would you like to sit with us for a change?"

"It'd be rude to decline" she thought and accepted.

"Nice to meet you I'm Arthur, by the way why are you feeding Alfred?" he asked

"Oh he saved my kitty when we were young" she told him shyly

"Because I'm a total hero!" Alfred added.

Arthur sighed "Please excuse his loudness Sakura"

"It's alright, Kirkland-san" she said lightly eating her own lunch.

Despite how much Sakura was enjoying herself; her mind couldn't help thinking about her two missing friends.

After school she decided to stop by Feliciana's house to see what had happened.

She pushed slightly at the gate and it opened easily, she shook her head in disapproval over her lack of security.

She walked towards the front door which was also unlocked.

The mansion was dark so she turned on the lights.

"Feliciana-Chan?" she called out.

She was in her room painting, while holding a paint brush in her mouth she walked out the door. She was painting on her third canvas and her lovely hands where covered in paint.

Sakura walked through the mansion, and noticed that the food she had served herself for breakfast was untouched.

"Feliciana-Chan?" she said becoming more worried, never had she known her friend to not finish a meal.

Sakura saw a figure emerge from the darkness, causing her to yelp.

Feliciana turned on the lights.

Sakura relaxed and hugged Feliciana. "Oh I was so worried about you" she said.

Feliciana smiled and hugged her back but then remembered she was covered in paint.

She pushed her slightly and showed her.

"Oh…" she said realized "Why aren't you saying anything?"

Feliciana frowned then shrugged.

"Where's Ludwig…?" she asked timidly since it wasn't in her nature to be so forward to questions.

Feliciana face was streaming with tears, Sakura quickly hugged her.

"I see." She said understanding.

"You haven't eaten have today have you?"

Feliciana shook her head.

Sakura nodded "Alright well let's get you cleaned up and I'll make you some dinner. Would you like that?"

Feliciana smiled and nodded, leading Sakura too her room.

When Sakura entered her room she was awe struck by the paintings she had made.

"These are amazing" she told her admiring her work.

Feliciana pulled out a sketchbook, wrote something quickly and showed it to Sakura.

"Would I like to spend the night?" she asked.

Feliciana nodded with a hopeful expression on her face.

Sakura sensed what she was feeling and nodded.

"I'll take care of you Feliciana, you don't have to be alone" she told her.

"I may need to contact a relative of hers, if she continues to not talk" thought Sakura sadly.

A/N: Alright, I will stop with the PruHun…I will try anyways. Sorry that this chapter is another memory. So…I have some bad news for people who are reading this (I love you by the way). My spring break is next week, sadly I told my boss I'd work my spring break meaning I wont be able to post a new chapter for two weeks probably. I'm sorry I'm sad about it. The only days I can write are Wednesdays and Thursdays (which is why I post a new chapter once a week). Bear with me, Thank You so much for reading. Please Review, I make happy noises every time I get an e-mail that says "You got a new review" :D