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-date time~!-
You arrived to the restaurant right on time, your Uncle Flavio 'drove off' leaving you to deal with Feliciano yourself. You were nervous, but you couldn't let something so stupid bother you now, you were one step closer to finding the person responsible for attacking you. You walked into the restaurant quietly, looking down shyly. Someone tapped your shoulder, and you instantly turned around.
Feliciano sighed, looking at you strangely. It took you a minute to realize that it wasn't actually Feliciano but a different person completely.
"Avete bisogno di qualcosa? (Do you need something?)" You questioned in Italian.
"I speak English, ragazza. Feliciano is inside, I figured I would be nice to my idiot brother and help his girlfriend find his table." He said, his face blushing. Maybe you were wrong and this was your Father's look a like? They had the same kind of attitude.
"Thank you..."
"My name is Lovino Vargas." He said growing irritated.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Lovino." You said, giving him a small smile that made his light pink cheeks turn completely red. I believe this guy was something Kuro would refer to as a tsundere, he always used words like that to describe people even though you only ever heard them used in manga or anime. You liked anime, but you didn't watch it as much as Kuro did.
"Y-yeah... You too... L-let's get you to Feliciano, knowing him he probably already ordered the food for both you and himself." Lovino sighed, grabbing your wrist gently, pulling you inside.
The one thing you had failed to notice was the slim, dark figure trailing behind you and Lovino on your way into the restaurant.
-Flavio's POV-
Flavio watched his other half lead you into the restaurant with a determined look on his face. He didn't want you to get into any unnecessary trouble with them- Oliver's other half was already determined to kill you for god knows what reason- if you were to cause problems for Feliciano, there's no way Ludwig would let you live for very long.
Flavio had managed to slip himself in without you noticing, and quickly grabbed an open table, luckily it wasn't too far from where you were. Unfortunately for Flavio, he wasn't the only one who got the idea, Ludwig was basically sitting right across from him, but his back was what faced him.
Flavio never did have a problem with the "First players," in fact he was extremely interested by them. Though, he didn't exactly care much for his first player, he was a rude, and hostile towards people for no reason. But with you being as cute as you are, Flavio didn't really worry about him being with you.
Flavio turned his attention towards you, trying not to act suspicious- which was pretty much a failed attempt, he had a dark rain coat over his suit and a pair of dark shades on to match. If that didn't count as suspicious, then heaven only knows what would be. Flavio's eyes traveled back to Ludwig's large back.
"Now wouldn't be a bad time to give him a message for Arthur." Flavio said quietly to himself. After debating with himself, for what seemed like an half an hour. Flavio suddenly got up from his seat, and began walking towards Ludwig's table. Ludwig was caught off guard by the sudden strange sitting down at his table, but once Flavio had removed his shades, Ludwig's confused gaze seemed to harden.
"Why are you here, Flavio?" The sound of his harsh voice brought a huge smile to Flavio's face.
"Don't be like that, you were sitting alone so I thought I'd join you." Flavio sighed,"Besides, you're here watching over Feliciano, right?"
"Why does that matter?" Ludwig asked, his cheeks turning red.
"He's here with my niece, so I'm doing the same as you." Ludwig stared at him in shock, he hadn't expected you to be in any way related to them, but it didn't surprise him as much as it should have. After all, he did think it was a little strange that you could speak so many languages at such a young age, it took him awhile just to learn a little bit of Italian, and even his Italian wasn't as good as yours.
"She's your niece?"
"Yep, she's such a pretty little thing, too! Luciano's very protective of her, so I figured I'd keep an eye on her. She's a sneaky little girl, I'll give her that much. Luciano doesn't even know she's here." Flavio's face and the aura that surrounded him darkened instantly,"That being said,
I have a bone to pick with you first players."
"Oh?" A dark grin formed on Ludwig's face,"What do you have to say?" To Ludwig's knowledge, nothing had happened between them and their second players in over a good 60 years or so, to see Flavio that upset over something they had done was a little surprising.
"I want you to tell Arthur to stop his foolishness and to stop sending people to murder my niece." Ludwig's eyes widened, Arthur was doing.. What? Why? You were just a girl, a kid. You were polite, kind, and had more manners than himself, so why on earth was one of the Allies trying to kill you?
"Why on earth.... is he doing that?" Ludwig questioned slowly.
"You didn't know..?" Flavio asked, a surprised look on his face,"I knew you guys weren't that close, but I figured you guys were all in it together when it comes to causing problems for us."
"We're not as close as you are to your version of the Allied countries. We don't all get together over a cup of tea and talk about our problems."
"To be honest, we never actually got along with the allies until she came along. Everyone is being held together by that one girl, if someone took that away from us, then there would be hell to pay." He paused for a moment before continuing,"Besides that, she's planning on taking action against Arthur for trying to cause her harm, so I suggest you be careful. She has killed before, and nothing is going to stop her once she's started."
"...Understood, I'll pass the message along." Ludwig said quietly, you had killed someone before? Ludwig found that a little unbelievable, you didn't exactly have the face of a killer. Ludwig switched the conversation, not wanting to think about such a thing,"But not that we're finished discussing this, can we please focus on the task in front of us?"
Flavio smiled a bit,"Sure, I'm glad we were able to come to an understanding."
-Your POV ( continued from the last half of your POV)-
Lovino's hand was sweating, almost as if he were nervous, as he held your wrist. He reminded you a lot of Luciano, not being able to show their feelings all too well, but you knew that this guy had to have been Flavio's other half, after all, their personalities were definitely opposite. Maybe that was the point? Maybe they are supposed to be the opposites of one another? Like the good half and the bad half of each country they represent.
Then it struck you, that had to be it, there was no way that it couldn't be. Why hadn't the others told you? Why did they keep it from you? The thought of them keeping secrets from you made you extremely angry, but the expression on your face was completely calm. You would definitely call them out on this when you got home.
But since you were able to find out this within seconds, there wasn't much information left to gather. Now you just had to figure out that mans name. The man who had strangled you nationality already gave away the fact that it was Oliver's other half. Your family wouldn't exactly have a choice in the matter when it came to helping you track down that idiot who attacked you so rudely.
Feliciano was sitting at his table with a cheerful smile on his face, the curl that was mixed in his hair twitching with excitement. Seeing his face made you blush, even though inside you almost felt like you were ready to snap. Just seeing The cheerful, innocent look in his face almost made all of the anger disappear. Why does he always act so happy? Was there something he saw that you didn't? You sighed out loud, causing Lovino to look back at you.
"Yeah, seeing that stupid look on that bastard's face would make me sigh, too." Lovino grumbled,"If. You have any problems with him, ragazza, just ask anyone to come and get me, and I'll be sure to put him in his place."
"... Sure...." You said quietly, staring blankly at him.
"...what's wrong with you?" He asked, before releasing you.
You blinked, looking up at him, and with a smile you replied,"Nothing, thank you for worrying about me, I'll be fine." Lovino stared at you quietly, and then nodded, releasing your wrist, and walking back towards the kitchen. You walked the rest of the way towards Feliciano's table, when he spotted you the smile on his face widened.
"Ciao, bella~!" He greeted you, jumping out of his seat to greet you. Your face blushed as stares from the others inside the restaurant settled on you. Dammit, Feliciano, why are you so loud? You grumbled, your face growing redder.
"H-hello, Feliciano, sorry I'm late..?" You said quietly, even though you were exactly on time it seemed as if he had been here for a good half an hour- then again the drive from here from your fathers home was about 30 minutes. Feliciano was already settled at the table and from what you could tell the food had already been ordered, the menus were no where in sight. You weren't really disappointed, after all, the pasta you had earlier tasted delicious. You trusted Feliciano enough to pick out the food you would eat, but you did wish he would have asked you before ordering.
"You're right in time, so don't apologize, I came here with my brother, he had to work so I just caught a ride with him and got our table." Feliciano smiled, with that being said he helped. You into your seat, and then returned to his own. "I ordered the food, it should be here any minute now, and since I picked out our dinner, I'll let you pick out our desert~!"
"Really?" You asked,"Thank you, but I didn't get to try any of the desert earlier, so I'm not sure what to get..."
"I trust you." Feliciano said with a childish grin that reminded you of Al's.
"If your sure.." There was a long pause of silence at the table, and during that long silence, the two plates of food arrived, along with some bread sticks, and small plates of salad. You could faintly make out Lovino watching from the bad, giving his brother an irritated glare. But when your eyes met his face blushes, and he disappeared into the kitchen.
"I love pasta so much.." Feliciano said dreamily as he took a bite out of his pasta. You quietly took a bite of one of the noodles, munching on it quietly.
"Why is it that you like pasta so much? If you don't mind me asking.."
"My grandpa used to make it for me all the time when I was little, I've liked it ever since."
"Your grandpa?"
"Si, grandpa Rome- ahh... I mean... Si, my granpa." Feliciano awkwardly looked away, he hadn't meant to say his name out loud, it just slipped out. "A-anyway, do you like the pasta, Bella?" You watched him, noticing the change in topic. You were right to assume that they were also countries, he had just given away the name of his "grandpa". You smiled a bit, it was easy getting this one to talk about others isn't it?
"Rome? Sounds like a strange name, but I won't judge. He sounds like a nice man. I've never met my grandpa, I grew up in a rough place home with some man, who claimed that he was my father, when he really wasn't..." You said quietly,"I ended up running away, and some nice people took me in. They were a little wacky at first, but they were really kind towards me. Then my real father showed up, and things got kinda bad... But everything worked out in the end."
"Sounds like a crazy trip for a Bella." Feliciano said, staring at you with a small frown.
"I love my family, though they do bad things... They're the best people in the world. If anyone tried to destroy that happiness we share, I would definitely have to kill them."
"That's really scary! You shouldn't joke about that-"
"I'm not joking, though. Trust me, Italy, my family are the exact opposite of yours." Feliciano's eyes widened.
"H-how..?"
"I'm not a normal girl, as you can tell. My father is your other half, Luciano Vargas. You both are north Italy, and I am a part of north Italy." You said with a small smile,"I don't want to scare you away from me, I'm not like the rest of the... Second players. I only hurt those who try to hurt my family, or myself. Someone has already tried to kill me, I just want to find out who he is."
"What do you plan to do with me?"
"I just need to know the name of Oliver kirkland's first player. I know that man represents England, I just need his name, please Feliciano?" You asked, staring at him with innocent eyes.
"His name is-" Feliciano looked up, staring at someone behind you, you turned your head to see Flavio and Ludwig.
"Feliciano, let's go." Ludwig said in a serious tone, you glared at him.
"I had a feeling you two would be here, this just makes my job a lot harder." You said coldly, your harsh gaze was enough to make Ludwig shudder. Ludwig understood what Flavio meant by "nothing is going to stop her once she's started." Any and all human emotions you held when he first meant you seemed to have disappeared.
"(Name), I told you things are a lot more complicated then they appeared, please just give up on it?" Flavio asked.
You stared at him,"I am going to kill him, no one can try and tell me to do otherwise. So, just give me his name so I can get to work."
"Ludwig-"
"Not now, Feliciano, go back into the kitchen with your brother." Ludwig barked, Feliciano frowned, but did as he was told, but before he could get anywhere, you grabbed Feliciano's wrist, and a knife from the table. Before you knew it, you had Feliciano held close against your body, with a knife pressed to his throat. You didn't want to hurt him, but you couldn't let him just get away, you needed to know the name of that idiot who sent someone to kill you.
"(N-name), p-put the knife down..." Flavio stuttered, his hands shaking, his eyes were wide with the complete shock of the situation.
"Frau, you really need to drop the knife." Ludwig said, trying to take a step closer. Feliciano whimpered, his body trembling.
"I don't want to hurt you..." You whispered to feliciano,"I just need the name... Please..." Feliciano's whimpering stopped, and he gave a small nod of understanding.
"I can't tell you here, Ludwig will definitely kill me, we're going to have to get away some how." Feliciano whispered lowly, just so you could hear it. The other two were too focused on the knife to pay any attention to your lips. You smiled a bit, happy that Feliciano was cooperating with you.
Ludwig took another step forward, his hand reaching for the knife, you took a step back, pulling Feliciano along with you.
"Take one more step, and I'll slit his throat." You hissed, you of course didn't actually mean it, and feliciano was completely calm, because he knew it was just an excuse to keep anyone from getting closer so you could leave together. Ludwig's his anger was building up inside of him. He wasn't going to let you kill Feliciano, you would have to kill him first. Ludwig dove in for the knife, you jumped back, your knife slid across Feliciano's neck, leaving a small cut. Feliciano yelped as the blade slid across his neck, and as his blood began to gush out downwards at a fast speed. You hadn't intended on letting the knife hurt him, it was a complete accident! Your eyes widened and you dropped the knife, Lovino came running out of the kitchen, his eyes focused on Feliciano.
"Feliciano!" Lovino cried out.
"I... I didn't mean..." You stuttered, your eyes widened with horror as you looked at Feliciano laying on the ground.Feliciano was holding his neck tightly, trying to stop the blood from pouring out. Ludwig and Flavio ran to his aid, doing their best to stop the bleeding, but it was already too late. He was going to die, and it was all your fault.
To Be Continued
You arrived to the restaurant right on time, your Uncle Flavio 'drove off' leaving you to deal with Feliciano yourself. You were nervous, but you couldn't let something so stupid bother you now, you were one step closer to finding the person responsible for attacking you. You walked into the restaurant quietly, looking down shyly. Someone tapped your shoulder, and you instantly turned around.
Feliciano sighed, looking at you strangely. It took you a minute to realize that it wasn't actually Feliciano but a different person completely.
"Avete bisogno di qualcosa? (Do you need something?)" You questioned in Italian.
"I speak English, ragazza. Feliciano is inside, I figured I would be nice to my idiot brother and help his girlfriend find his table." He said, his face blushing. Maybe you were wrong and this was your Father's look a like? They had the same kind of attitude.
"Thank you..."
"My name is Lovino Vargas." He said growing irritated.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Lovino." You said, giving him a small smile that made his light pink cheeks turn completely red. I believe this guy was something Kuro would refer to as a tsundere, he always used words like that to describe people even though you only ever heard them used in manga or anime. You liked anime, but you didn't watch it as much as Kuro did.
"Y-yeah... You too... L-let's get you to Feliciano, knowing him he probably already ordered the food for both you and himself." Lovino sighed, grabbing your wrist gently, pulling you inside.
The one thing you had failed to notice was the slim, dark figure trailing behind you and Lovino on your way into the restaurant.
-Flavio's POV-
Flavio watched his other half lead you into the restaurant with a determined look on his face. He didn't want you to get into any unnecessary trouble with them- Oliver's other half was already determined to kill you for god knows what reason- if you were to cause problems for Feliciano, there's no way Ludwig would let you live for very long.
Flavio had managed to slip himself in without you noticing, and quickly grabbed an open table, luckily it wasn't too far from where you were. Unfortunately for Flavio, he wasn't the only one who got the idea, Ludwig was basically sitting right across from him, but his back was what faced him.
Flavio never did have a problem with the "First players," in fact he was extremely interested by them. Though, he didn't exactly care much for his first player, he was a rude, and hostile towards people for no reason. But with you being as cute as you are, Flavio didn't really worry about him being with you.
Flavio turned his attention towards you, trying not to act suspicious- which was pretty much a failed attempt, he had a dark rain coat over his suit and a pair of dark shades on to match. If that didn't count as suspicious, then heaven only knows what would be. Flavio's eyes traveled back to Ludwig's large back.
"Now wouldn't be a bad time to give him a message for Arthur." Flavio said quietly to himself. After debating with himself, for what seemed like an half an hour. Flavio suddenly got up from his seat, and began walking towards Ludwig's table. Ludwig was caught off guard by the sudden strange sitting down at his table, but once Flavio had removed his shades, Ludwig's confused gaze seemed to harden.
"Why are you here, Flavio?" The sound of his harsh voice brought a huge smile to Flavio's face.
"Don't be like that, you were sitting alone so I thought I'd join you." Flavio sighed,"Besides, you're here watching over Feliciano, right?"
"Why does that matter?" Ludwig asked, his cheeks turning red.
"He's here with my niece, so I'm doing the same as you." Ludwig stared at him in shock, he hadn't expected you to be in any way related to them, but it didn't surprise him as much as it should have. After all, he did think it was a little strange that you could speak so many languages at such a young age, it took him awhile just to learn a little bit of Italian, and even his Italian wasn't as good as yours.
"She's your niece?"
"Yep, she's such a pretty little thing, too! Luciano's very protective of her, so I figured I'd keep an eye on her. She's a sneaky little girl, I'll give her that much. Luciano doesn't even know she's here." Flavio's face and the aura that surrounded him darkened instantly,"That being said,
I have a bone to pick with you first players."
"Oh?" A dark grin formed on Ludwig's face,"What do you have to say?" To Ludwig's knowledge, nothing had happened between them and their second players in over a good 60 years or so, to see Flavio that upset over something they had done was a little surprising.
"I want you to tell Arthur to stop his foolishness and to stop sending people to murder my niece." Ludwig's eyes widened, Arthur was doing.. What? Why? You were just a girl, a kid. You were polite, kind, and had more manners than himself, so why on earth was one of the Allies trying to kill you?
"Why on earth.... is he doing that?" Ludwig questioned slowly.
"You didn't know..?" Flavio asked, a surprised look on his face,"I knew you guys weren't that close, but I figured you guys were all in it together when it comes to causing problems for us."
"We're not as close as you are to your version of the Allied countries. We don't all get together over a cup of tea and talk about our problems."
"To be honest, we never actually got along with the allies until she came along. Everyone is being held together by that one girl, if someone took that away from us, then there would be hell to pay." He paused for a moment before continuing,"Besides that, she's planning on taking action against Arthur for trying to cause her harm, so I suggest you be careful. She has killed before, and nothing is going to stop her once she's started."
"...Understood, I'll pass the message along." Ludwig said quietly, you had killed someone before? Ludwig found that a little unbelievable, you didn't exactly have the face of a killer. Ludwig switched the conversation, not wanting to think about such a thing,"But not that we're finished discussing this, can we please focus on the task in front of us?"
Flavio smiled a bit,"Sure, I'm glad we were able to come to an understanding."
-Your POV ( continued from the last half of your POV)-
Lovino's hand was sweating, almost as if he were nervous, as he held your wrist. He reminded you a lot of Luciano, not being able to show their feelings all too well, but you knew that this guy had to have been Flavio's other half, after all, their personalities were definitely opposite. Maybe that was the point? Maybe they are supposed to be the opposites of one another? Like the good half and the bad half of each country they represent.
Then it struck you, that had to be it, there was no way that it couldn't be. Why hadn't the others told you? Why did they keep it from you? The thought of them keeping secrets from you made you extremely angry, but the expression on your face was completely calm. You would definitely call them out on this when you got home.
But since you were able to find out this within seconds, there wasn't much information left to gather. Now you just had to figure out that mans name. The man who had strangled you nationality already gave away the fact that it was Oliver's other half. Your family wouldn't exactly have a choice in the matter when it came to helping you track down that idiot who attacked you so rudely.
Feliciano was sitting at his table with a cheerful smile on his face, the curl that was mixed in his hair twitching with excitement. Seeing his face made you blush, even though inside you almost felt like you were ready to snap. Just seeing The cheerful, innocent look in his face almost made all of the anger disappear. Why does he always act so happy? Was there something he saw that you didn't? You sighed out loud, causing Lovino to look back at you.
"Yeah, seeing that stupid look on that bastard's face would make me sigh, too." Lovino grumbled,"If. You have any problems with him, ragazza, just ask anyone to come and get me, and I'll be sure to put him in his place."
"... Sure...." You said quietly, staring blankly at him.
"...what's wrong with you?" He asked, before releasing you.
You blinked, looking up at him, and with a smile you replied,"Nothing, thank you for worrying about me, I'll be fine." Lovino stared at you quietly, and then nodded, releasing your wrist, and walking back towards the kitchen. You walked the rest of the way towards Feliciano's table, when he spotted you the smile on his face widened.
"Ciao, bella~!" He greeted you, jumping out of his seat to greet you. Your face blushed as stares from the others inside the restaurant settled on you. Dammit, Feliciano, why are you so loud? You grumbled, your face growing redder.
"H-hello, Feliciano, sorry I'm late..?" You said quietly, even though you were exactly on time it seemed as if he had been here for a good half an hour- then again the drive from here from your fathers home was about 30 minutes. Feliciano was already settled at the table and from what you could tell the food had already been ordered, the menus were no where in sight. You weren't really disappointed, after all, the pasta you had earlier tasted delicious. You trusted Feliciano enough to pick out the food you would eat, but you did wish he would have asked you before ordering.
"You're right in time, so don't apologize, I came here with my brother, he had to work so I just caught a ride with him and got our table." Feliciano smiled, with that being said he helped. You into your seat, and then returned to his own. "I ordered the food, it should be here any minute now, and since I picked out our dinner, I'll let you pick out our desert~!"
"Really?" You asked,"Thank you, but I didn't get to try any of the desert earlier, so I'm not sure what to get..."
"I trust you." Feliciano said with a childish grin that reminded you of Al's.
"If your sure.." There was a long pause of silence at the table, and during that long silence, the two plates of food arrived, along with some bread sticks, and small plates of salad. You could faintly make out Lovino watching from the bad, giving his brother an irritated glare. But when your eyes met his face blushes, and he disappeared into the kitchen.
"I love pasta so much.." Feliciano said dreamily as he took a bite out of his pasta. You quietly took a bite of one of the noodles, munching on it quietly.
"Why is it that you like pasta so much? If you don't mind me asking.."
"My grandpa used to make it for me all the time when I was little, I've liked it ever since."
"Your grandpa?"
"Si, grandpa Rome- ahh... I mean... Si, my granpa." Feliciano awkwardly looked away, he hadn't meant to say his name out loud, it just slipped out. "A-anyway, do you like the pasta, Bella?" You watched him, noticing the change in topic. You were right to assume that they were also countries, he had just given away the name of his "grandpa". You smiled a bit, it was easy getting this one to talk about others isn't it?
"Rome? Sounds like a strange name, but I won't judge. He sounds like a nice man. I've never met my grandpa, I grew up in a rough place home with some man, who claimed that he was my father, when he really wasn't..." You said quietly,"I ended up running away, and some nice people took me in. They were a little wacky at first, but they were really kind towards me. Then my real father showed up, and things got kinda bad... But everything worked out in the end."
"Sounds like a crazy trip for a Bella." Feliciano said, staring at you with a small frown.
"I love my family, though they do bad things... They're the best people in the world. If anyone tried to destroy that happiness we share, I would definitely have to kill them."
"That's really scary! You shouldn't joke about that-"
"I'm not joking, though. Trust me, Italy, my family are the exact opposite of yours." Feliciano's eyes widened.
"H-how..?"
"I'm not a normal girl, as you can tell. My father is your other half, Luciano Vargas. You both are north Italy, and I am a part of north Italy." You said with a small smile,"I don't want to scare you away from me, I'm not like the rest of the... Second players. I only hurt those who try to hurt my family, or myself. Someone has already tried to kill me, I just want to find out who he is."
"What do you plan to do with me?"
"I just need to know the name of Oliver kirkland's first player. I know that man represents England, I just need his name, please Feliciano?" You asked, staring at him with innocent eyes.
"His name is-" Feliciano looked up, staring at someone behind you, you turned your head to see Flavio and Ludwig.
"Feliciano, let's go." Ludwig said in a serious tone, you glared at him.
"I had a feeling you two would be here, this just makes my job a lot harder." You said coldly, your harsh gaze was enough to make Ludwig shudder. Ludwig understood what Flavio meant by "nothing is going to stop her once she's started." Any and all human emotions you held when he first meant you seemed to have disappeared.
"(Name), I told you things are a lot more complicated then they appeared, please just give up on it?" Flavio asked.
You stared at him,"I am going to kill him, no one can try and tell me to do otherwise. So, just give me his name so I can get to work."
"Ludwig-"
"Not now, Feliciano, go back into the kitchen with your brother." Ludwig barked, Feliciano frowned, but did as he was told, but before he could get anywhere, you grabbed Feliciano's wrist, and a knife from the table. Before you knew it, you had Feliciano held close against your body, with a knife pressed to his throat. You didn't want to hurt him, but you couldn't let him just get away, you needed to know the name of that idiot who sent someone to kill you.
"(N-name), p-put the knife down..." Flavio stuttered, his hands shaking, his eyes were wide with the complete shock of the situation.
"Frau, you really need to drop the knife." Ludwig said, trying to take a step closer. Feliciano whimpered, his body trembling.
"I don't want to hurt you..." You whispered to feliciano,"I just need the name... Please..." Feliciano's whimpering stopped, and he gave a small nod of understanding.
"I can't tell you here, Ludwig will definitely kill me, we're going to have to get away some how." Feliciano whispered lowly, just so you could hear it. The other two were too focused on the knife to pay any attention to your lips. You smiled a bit, happy that Feliciano was cooperating with you.
Ludwig took another step forward, his hand reaching for the knife, you took a step back, pulling Feliciano along with you.
"Take one more step, and I'll slit his throat." You hissed, you of course didn't actually mean it, and feliciano was completely calm, because he knew it was just an excuse to keep anyone from getting closer so you could leave together. Ludwig's his anger was building up inside of him. He wasn't going to let you kill Feliciano, you would have to kill him first. Ludwig dove in for the knife, you jumped back, your knife slid across Feliciano's neck, leaving a small cut. Feliciano yelped as the blade slid across his neck, and as his blood began to gush out downwards at a fast speed. You hadn't intended on letting the knife hurt him, it was a complete accident! Your eyes widened and you dropped the knife, Lovino came running out of the kitchen, his eyes focused on Feliciano.
"Feliciano!" Lovino cried out.
"I... I didn't mean..." You stuttered, your eyes widened with horror as you looked at Feliciano laying on the ground.Feliciano was holding his neck tightly, trying to stop the blood from pouring out. Ludwig and Flavio ran to his aid, doing their best to stop the bleeding, but it was already too late. He was going to die, and it was all your fault.
To Be Continued
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---CHAPTER IX: Phone Calls (Part 1)---
//Third Person PoV//
Italy slowed his pace a bit and sighed, "They got really mad at me. Germany's face was so scary... straight out of a nightmare."
As he looked down on the floor, he noticed something and crouched down to inspect it.
"......Is this...blood? This place was free from blood a while ago... I swear there wasn't a monster here at this point in time..." Italy thought out loud.
He then spots something beside the drops of blood on the floor-- a small metal key chain that spelled, "Hetalia" in green, white and red. It seemed familiar to him.
Where has he seen this item before?
After think
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My Brother's Keeper: 5 (2p!HetaliaxReader)
"No-a way, absolutely not," Luciano protested, crossing his arms over his chest and glaring at everyone who walked past them on the street. Currently, _________ and him were setting at one of the outside tables at a local café. Only _________ had ordered anything, while her brother preferred to simply glare at anyone and everyone that even looked their way. To say that he was unhappy with the situation would be an understatement. He was furious, no beyond that, murderous. And why? Because his twin brother was coming to visit them from Florida, something he has never done before, and something that most likely had to do wit
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My Brother's Keeper: 3 (2p!HetaliaxReader)
"Again!"
Luciano was forcing his men to train within the mafia barracks, something he didn't do often. Usually they only trained once a week, and he hardly ever oversaw the activity personally. Even rarer still was the fact that he was making Kuro and Lutz train with the others, something neither had been very happy about. Despite their brief moment of insubordination, the two practiced with the others, although rather lazily, when he threatened them. That, however, was not such a strange or rare occurrence.
The reason for Luciano's sudden interest in his men could be summed up in one word: _____
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CHAPTER SEVEN!
Plz dun kill me
You'll have to wait again....
I've started working on the next one, so it will be up sometime....
I'm trying to recover from the death....
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Plz dun kill me
You'll have to wait again....
I've started working on the next one, so it will be up sometime....
I'm trying to recover from the death....
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NOOOOOO I CANT READ ON!