HOME | DD

Description
Author's Note:
Ciao Miei Amori!  It is me again.  Second chapter already, really easy to post also since I already had typed it out and printed it for a friend.  Anyways, I'll inform you on what happened last chapter~
Last Time:
Feliciano found out his family had been killed in a car crash, with only Romano living.  Even Pookie died.  Poor Pookie!  So, overnight who-knows-what happened, but, the darkness consumed him.
ON WITH THE STORY!

~While Italy Was Gone~ Before he took a shower, Feliciano walked into his room to gather an outfit.  He looked in his drawers and found black dress shirts, and in his closet were blue military outfits.  One outfit had caught his eye though; it hung on a hanger in the corner.  The jacket and pants were exactly like his usual military outfit but they were a dark chocolate brown.  On the belt that was attached hung a little string, most likely and accessory to make it have colors other than brown.  A brown dress shirt sat folded next to a pair of brown boots without cuffs and a hat with a red string similar to the belt's.  He grabbed the outfit, deciding it would be better than the blue outfit he normally wore. ~Current Time~ Feliciano stood before Kiku in his new, less vibrant outfit.  He saw that Kiku had made food to eat, but it didn't take his sight to tell him that.  The smell wafted throughout the apartment filling it with a fried rice and pickled plums scent.  "Ciao, Gioppone."
----------
He turns to Italy with the blank look he usually has.  But then his eyes lit up as he saw Italy in a new costume.  "Konichi'wa, Italy.  You look… nice."  He grabs two dishes and two pairs of chopsticks, setting the table and inviting his close friend over, secretly worrying about how he's handling everything.
----------------
Italy sits down at the table and grabs the chopsticks, swiftly pulling them apart and speaking in fluent Japanese, "Itadakimasu" before digging into his meal.  He ignored the look Japan was giving him—although he knew it was there.  Feliciano felt different, truly.  He felt knew, renewed, better.  Life felt like a breath of air.  Everything was easier, he was stronger and he wasn't the clueless idiot everyone has thought he was anymore.  He hadn't realized his stupidity at the time, but now everything was clear.  This path he had taken, making a pact with the devil, choosing darkness over light… this was right.
------------------
Kiku remembered his first day after he sold his soul to the darkness.  Everything came as new.  His senses were heightened, he could smell, hear, see, and even taste better.  It was a whole new world.  Life came easy.  But it was hard being the only one.  No one else knew the power of the dark side.  To have his best friend change was a miracle inside a horror.  Something terrible had happened to cause this but the benefits would be huge.  He began to dig into his perfectly made meal, satisfying only his physical hunger.  He, himself, was never satisfied.  The hunger continued to gnaw and he continued to bear with it.  He was partly glad to have Italy know the raw power of being dark.  He was… excited in a sense.  He realized the who time he was thinking of the young man seated across from him, he had been unconsciously staring at him and glanced away quickly, returning to his food.
-----------------
Feliciano finished his meal and pushed his plate away from his body slightly.  He laughed aloud for no apparent reason and looked at Kiku, "What would you like to do today, caro?"
-------------------
He stands up and takes both of their bowls to the sink.  Respecting that he is in someone else's house, he cleans all the dishes and puts them back.  The he resumes his spot across from his friend.  "Well, I have no plans, so whatever you feel like doing is fine."
--------------------
The darkness in Italy's eyes softened a bit and he thought about what he would like to do.  His family was dead, yes, but that didn't mean he wasn't able to have fun without them.  For some reason, a nagging was felt on his heart; he wondered why Romano didn't want to see him.  Sure, he and his mother looked quite alike, but that is surely no reason, right?  Why would he not want to see him when they are the only family they had left?  Besides their Grandpa Roma, of course, but he was crazy.  Feliciano looked out of the window in the kitchen and noticed how beautiful everything was today.  It was sunny with little bits of misty clouds rolling by, bringing a gentle breeze with them.  Perfect day for a walk to the beach.  "How about we go for a walk?  It's nice and cool out, perfect time to go to the beach.  The water might still be a bit cold though, seeing as summer has not fully come yet, ve."
-------------------
He turns to look out the window wistfully.  After a moment or two, he turns back to Italy and smiles softly.  "Yes, that sounds good.  Would you mind lending me a pair of swimming trunks?"  He tilts his head a bit after he asks the question, a look of… eagerness appearing in his eyes.  He had a feeling he liked the new Italy…
---------------
Feliciano grinned slightly, his rusty eyes shining.  He stood up and nodded his head in response.  He walked up stairs to get Kiku a pair of swimming trunks and to change into his own.  He walked back down the stairs with his dark brown uniform over his trunks and handed a pair to Kiku.  "Here, try these on—they should fit."
------------------------
He took the swim shorts and bowed slightly. " Arigatō, Italy." He heads to the bathroom off the living room, coming back out with his swim shorts on and his uniform jacket lying on his shoulders. He smiles a bit when he re-enters the kitchen, blushing a bit and tugging his jacket closed, feeling oddly exposed. "A-Are you ready?"
----------
Feliciano was a bit startled when Kiku entered the room, this time in his borrowed swim trunks. He looked cute--he was blushing and Italy could tell he was being modest. Always so modest. Kiku's reddish-brown eyes ceased to meet Feliciano's and finally he replied with, "Si, let's go." He proceeded to walk out the door and on to the sidewalk towards the beach.
-----------------
Kiku followed quickly, looking around at the beautiful day. It was quite ironic that the day of Feli's newborn darkness would be such a beautiful one. His first day had been rain... he was knocked out of his line of thought when he accidently bumped into his Italian friend. He pushed away those thoughts and moved over a bit, glancing down guiltily, mumbling a sorry.
------------------------------
Feliciano felt Kiku bump into him slightly and he giggled--a giggle almost dripping with darkness. He wrapped his arm around his friend and grinned, raising his arm to show off the sky, "Don't be so shy, it's a wonderful day out~ such a nice time to roam and be free!" He proceeded to wrap his arm around Kiku's arm and he dragged his friend the rest of the short way to the beach.
------------------
He grinned and laughed quietly. Though it was a smile of joy, Kiku's smile came off as a sneer, almost. He gripped his friend's arm and jogged with him to the beach. As he ran, he dropped his jacket on a near bench and stumbled into the water until it was up to his knees. He threw his arms out to the side and his chest forward. With his eyes closed, he slowly raised his face towards the sun, his deep red eyes slowly opening with a shimmering gleam of happiness.
----------------
Feliciano also took off into the water but after a few steps he tripped and started flailing around, "AH! I THINK I'M DYING!" After a moment or two of useless worrying, Feliciano realized that he was, in fact, NOT dying and he was in three inches deep of water. He propped himself up on his elbows noticing he probably looked extremely dumb. Something else also occurred to him. He was still in his uniform. He quickly looked around, searching for his hat that was no longer on his head.
------------------------
When he sees his friend's hat being pulled away by the current, he dives after it. The hat was suddenly pulled under water so he dived beneath the surface. After a very long pause, he popped up with a gasp and the hat between his teeth. He smiled and giggled a bit, swimming over to his friend, who looked a bit odd sitting in his drenched uniform, looking a bit dazed. "Feli! I got your hat!"
--------------------
As he sat waiting for Kiku to resurface, he got nervous. He hadn't come up for air for a minute or so--but then Kiku came up holding his hat between his teeth. Feliciano smiled and took his hat, "Grazie!" He ran out of the water and threw off his clothes scattering them across the beach before being stopped by a familiar voice, "Didn't I teach you better than that?" Feliciano looked up to see his friend, Ludwig, standing at the crevice where the beach met grass. Feliciano stood there staring at Ludwig dumbfounded in his swimming trunks. What could he say? For one thing he wanted to know why Ludwig was here, in Italy. Did something happen? Did he know something? Feliciano felt a little weary as he came back into reality—the one where his family was dead.
----------------
When Kiku looked up, he saw his friend standing by the third man from their trio. When he saw his face, he became a bit worried. His red eyes lost their gleam and he sighed, sinking into the water until it was over his chin. Kiku knew that Feliciano had a love interest for the blonde haired man and wondered if that had changed with his acceptance of the darkness. Had he lost it? Had it grown stronger? ... Did he ever have a chance with this young man that he knew so well..? The man that were to join him with a pact with the devil.
------------------------
Feliciano was silent, just staring at Ludwig, and Ludwig stared back. He felt a bit uncomfortable due to Feli's quietness. He simply wanted to come and say his condolences. He had been told by Gilbert who heard it from Antonio who was there when Romano was crying about it. Ludwig noticed that something was different about Feliciano, though. Not just his quiet nature, but the clothes scattered on the ground, they weren't the normal blue uniform. They were darker, duller, almost creepier. And also, his eyes... were they red? 'Oh no...' Ludwig thought, 'I've read this somewhere... When a nation makes a pact with... darkness, they become a darker version of themselves... I've never really seen a country like this, but...' he paused looking over to Kiku, noticing he too, had the aura of evil around him, 'Kiku too? Oh...'
"C-ciao Ludwig," Feliciano finally broke the silence, trying his best to act happy to see his best friend, whom he once loved... but truthfully his existence forced bad memories back into his mind.
---------------------
Ludwig looked between the two and noticed the similarities. He… Didn't know what to think. Italy had been such a joyful, carefree person. How could he of all people be one to make a contract with darkness?

His body bobbed up and down in the waves and he closed his eyes. He was scared to know the answer to his questions. As they engaged in conversation, he silently left the water and grabbed his jacket. He wrapped it around his shivering shoulders and began down the beach. When he reached the rocky outcrop of a near cliff he swam out carefully holding his jacket in the air. He reached an overhang and threw his jacket up on it. He climbed on top of the overhang and sat with his knees pulled up to his chest. From this point, he could easily see them but they couldn't see him. No one would know that this place was her unless they had been here before. This place had been Kiku's paradise for the last year. He would come here to be alone or to just get away from it all. Too afraid to face his feeling or that of the people close to him, that's exactly what he did. He escaped.
-------------------------
Feliciano and Ludwig had struggled to make small talk--so how in the world could they have actual conversations? Ludwig finally decided to take initiative and say what was on his mind, "Feli, I didn't only come here to say I'm sorry for your family's death..."

Feliciano looked to Ludwig with sincere eyes, showing a hint of who he used to be--he was still in there. This look gave Ludwig the courage and strength to say the rest of what he needed to.

"I-I love you Feli!" He nearly shouted and then looked away, blushing like the fuzzy man peach he was.

Feliciano's heart stopped. He loved Ludwig too. What was this though? He wanted so much to run up to Ludwig and glomp him with kisses. There was that feeling though. A little nagging bug sat right on his heart. His head got heavy but light and felt like a helium balloon.

"I-I..." he managed to squeak out, "I love you too?" he asked innocently and then passed out, leaving Ludwig to catch him.

"What did you get yourself into, Feli?" he whispered and cradled Feliciano in his arms.
-----------------------
Kiku watched the blonde man blush furiously and became curious as to what they could possibly be talking about. Just after that, he saw his Italian friend collapse and he jerked forward into a sitting position on the very edge of the overhang. As he lay in Ludwig's arms he felt a pierce to his heart. Why wasn't it him catching the young man? Why did he have to run away all the time?

He sighed and dived perfectly off of the rock overhang, leaving his useless coat. He quickly swam back to his friends with perfect strokes. He ran up to his friends and bowed quickly to Ludwig. "Konichi'wa, Germany-san. What..," he swallows nervously. "What happened?"
---------------------
Ludwig thought about telling Kiku how he had confessed, but he truly wanted to wait to see how Feliciano really felt before mentioning it, "I think he, uh, collapsed from the heat." Ludwig then felt like an idiot for saying that, seeing as the day wasn't even that hot.

While Feliciano lay there, unconscious, he had dreams about different things. One dream included Germany walking away--a dangerously slow walk--leaving Feliciano behind in his shackles and binds. Then, Ludwig had magically turned into a crow and then morphed into Japan, holding his sword. Italy at first thought that Kiku was going to cut off his head and squinted his eyes in hope that nothing would happen. And nothing did, but as soon as he opened his eyes, Kiku was covered in blood with gashes on himself and dead bodies lying around him. Then everything disappeared in the blink of an eye and a single figure walked up to Feliciano. 'Wh-who are you?' he said, shaken up a little from the graphic sights he had just seen.

"Me? Dear Feli," He reached out and gently touched Feliciano's chin in a nearly loving caress, "I am your worst nightmare."

His voice dripped with blood and evil and destruction, and the next thing Feliciano knew was he sat straight up screaming with his eyes forcefully shut.
--------------------
He looked at the German skeptically and opened his mouth to reply, a scream resounding. First he was shocked but then he realized that the scream came from the Italian laying in Ludwig's arms. The scream punctured him to the core and his head began to burn. A scream that mixed with the Italian's began to pour from his mouth. He saw a figure flash in and out of his vision and he fell to his knees, holding his head for it felt almost as if it were being split in two. He saw the figure bending over his friend and Ludwig behind him, looking at Kiku like he was insane. Couldn't he see the man over him? Why didn't he notice?! The man stroked his friend's cheek and he forced his body off of its knees. He stumbled forward and pushed Germany out of the way. He sat carefully on Feli's legs and began shaking his shoulders. Both of their screams still mingled and he silently began to sob, shaking his friend harder. "Feli!! Feliciano, wake up! Wake up!"
------------------
Feliciano went into a slight shock as he came back to real life. He trembled terribly and started to cry, "W-was that h-him? Th-the one I m-made a pa-act with?" He shivered but it was unfelt throughout the trembling. "oh dio... you guys are all right!" He put his hands over his face to hide his emotions from his friends. How could it be that when he felt so strong this morning, he felt so weak right now?

Feliciano then saw it. The same figure that had appeared in his dreams sat on the same rock that Japan had been on only a few minutes earlier. The figure chuckled at the sight of Feliciano, and Feliciano cringed. This figure--the man he had a contract with--was everything he was afraid of. Everything he was deathly afraid of.

When he was young, his parents took him to church every Sunday, and after awhile, Feliciano would go there whenever he felt alone, or he felt guilty of doing something. The church reminded him of peace and love and the good memories with his family. How was it that he had so easily taken the chance to sign the contract with the devil?

He continued staring out into the distance, even after the devil had faded away into the afternoon sun.
--------------------
The devil may have faded from the Italian's sight but he remained with Kiku. Feli and Kiku sat on a large rock on the shore and Kiku stayed with his friend that seemed to be in shock. He lay close to his friend, his arms around his small waist and his head on the other's chest. After awhile, he removed his arms and sat back against the rock. The devil sat on his other side. Kiku turned to the dark figure, a gleam of defiance in his deep red eyes. "Why do you do this to him, Lucifer? He's one of your own. You don't torture him like this."

The figure that looked vaguely like a mad chuckled. "Kiku, my son, I must prove him worthy and strong. He had to be strong to be my son. Like you.. " He caresses Kiku's cheek gently and he turned his head. He didn't want the man to touch him. "No.. don't.. I won't let you hurt my friend like this.."

The figure hesitated but removed his hand, nodding slightly. "Yes, I see, my dear Kiku. I will leave him alone.. for now. Sayonara, my son." And with that, the fearsome man, the man that everyone feared, disappeared. That everyone feared besides the small Japanese teen..

Author's Note:  Sooooo, how'd you like a little bit of GerIta fluff?  I know, it most likely cannot be considered fluff... but, I want more to happen between them, even if Kiku and Feliciano do get together...  I HAVE THINGS PLANNED, DO NOT WORRY MY GERITA LOVERS!  Please excuse any grammer errors.
I'd be oh-so happy if you'd review!

Description
Author's Note:
Ciao Miei Amori!  It is me again.  Second chapter already, really easy to post also since I already had typed it out and printed it for a friend.  Anyways, I'll inform you on what happened last chapter~
Last Time:
Feliciano found out his family had been killed in a car crash, with only Romano living.  Even Pookie died.  Poor Pookie!  So, overnight who-knows-what happened, but, the darkness consumed him.
ON WITH THE STORY!

~While Italy Was Gone~ Before he took a shower, Feliciano walked into his room to gather an outfit.  He looked in his drawers and found black dress shirts, and in his closet were blue military outfits.  One outfit had caught his eye though; it hung on a hanger in the corner.  The jacket and pants were exactly like his usual military outfit but they were a dark chocolate brown.  On the belt that was attached hung a little string, most likely and accessory to make it have colors other than brown.  A brown dress shirt sat folded next to a pair of brown boots without cuffs and a hat with a red string similar to the belt's.  He grabbed the outfit, deciding it would be better than the blue outfit he normally wore. ~Current Time~ Feliciano stood before Kiku in his new, less vibrant outfit.  He saw that Kiku had made food to eat, but it didn't take his sight to tell him that.  The smell wafted throughout the apartment filling it with a fried rice and pickled plums scent.  "Ciao, Gioppone."
----------
He turns to Italy with the blank look he usually has.  But then his eyes lit up as he saw Italy in a new costume.  "Konichi'wa, Italy.  You look… nice."  He grabs two dishes and two pairs of chopsticks, setting the table and inviting his close friend over, secretly worrying about how he's handling everything.
----------------
Italy sits down at the table and grabs the chopsticks, swiftly pulling them apart and speaking in fluent Japanese, "Itadakimasu" before digging into his meal.  He ignored the look Japan was giving him—although he knew it was there.  Feliciano felt different, truly.  He felt knew, renewed, better.  Life felt like a breath of air.  Everything was easier, he was stronger and he wasn't the clueless idiot everyone has thought he was anymore.  He hadn't realized his stupidity at the time, but now everything was clear.  This path he had taken, making a pact with the devil, choosing darkness over light… this was right.
------------------
Kiku remembered his first day after he sold his soul to the darkness.  Everything came as new.  His senses were heightened, he could smell, hear, see, and even taste better.  It was a whole new world.  Life came easy.  But it was hard being the only one.  No one else knew the power of the dark side.  To have his best friend change was a miracle inside a horror.  Something terrible had happened to cause this but the benefits would be huge.  He began to dig into his perfectly made meal, satisfying only his physical hunger.  He, himself, was never satisfied.  The hunger continued to gnaw and he continued to bear with it.  He was partly glad to have Italy know the raw power of being dark.  He was… excited in a sense.  He realized the who time he was thinking of the young man seated across from him, he had been unconsciously staring at him and glanced away quickly, returning to his food.
-----------------
Feliciano finished his meal and pushed his plate away from his body slightly.  He laughed aloud for no apparent reason and looked at Kiku, "What would you like to do today, caro?"
-------------------
He stands up and takes both of their bowls to the sink.  Respecting that he is in someone else's house, he cleans all the dishes and puts them back.  The he resumes his spot across from his friend.  "Well, I have no plans, so whatever you feel like doing is fine."
--------------------
The darkness in Italy's eyes softened a bit and he thought about what he would like to do.  His family was dead, yes, but that didn't mean he wasn't able to have fun without them.  For some reason, a nagging was felt on his heart; he wondered why Romano didn't want to see him.  Sure, he and his mother looked quite alike, but that is surely no reason, right?  Why would he not want to see him when they are the only family they had left?  Besides their Grandpa Roma, of course, but he was crazy.  Feliciano looked out of the window in the kitchen and noticed how beautiful everything was today.  It was sunny with little bits of misty clouds rolling by, bringing a gentle breeze with them.  Perfect day for a walk to the beach.  "How about we go for a walk?  It's nice and cool out, perfect time to go to the beach.  The water might still be a bit cold though, seeing as summer has not fully come yet, ve."
-------------------
He turns to look out the window wistfully.  After a moment or two, he turns back to Italy and smiles softly.  "Yes, that sounds good.  Would you mind lending me a pair of swimming trunks?"  He tilts his head a bit after he asks the question, a look of… eagerness appearing in his eyes.  He had a feeling he liked the new Italy…
---------------
Feliciano grinned slightly, his rusty eyes shining.  He stood up and nodded his head in response.  He walked up stairs to get Kiku a pair of swimming trunks and to change into his own.  He walked back down the stairs with his dark brown uniform over his trunks and handed a pair to Kiku.  "Here, try these on—they should fit."
------------------------
He took the swim shorts and bowed slightly. " Arigatō, Italy." He heads to the bathroom off the living room, coming back out with his swim shorts on and his uniform jacket lying on his shoulders. He smiles a bit when he re-enters the kitchen, blushing a bit and tugging his jacket closed, feeling oddly exposed. "A-Are you ready?"
----------
Feliciano was a bit startled when Kiku entered the room, this time in his borrowed swim trunks. He looked cute--he was blushing and Italy could tell he was being modest. Always so modest. Kiku's reddish-brown eyes ceased to meet Feliciano's and finally he replied with, "Si, let's go." He proceeded to walk out the door and on to the sidewalk towards the beach.
-----------------
Kiku followed quickly, looking around at the beautiful day. It was quite ironic that the day of Feli's newborn darkness would be such a beautiful one. His first day had been rain... he was knocked out of his line of thought when he accidently bumped into his Italian friend. He pushed away those thoughts and moved over a bit, glancing down guiltily, mumbling a sorry.
------------------------------
Feliciano felt Kiku bump into him slightly and he giggled--a giggle almost dripping with darkness. He wrapped his arm around his friend and grinned, raising his arm to show off the sky, "Don't be so shy, it's a wonderful day out~ such a nice time to roam and be free!" He proceeded to wrap his arm around Kiku's arm and he dragged his friend the rest of the short way to the beach.
------------------
He grinned and laughed quietly. Though it was a smile of joy, Kiku's smile came off as a sneer, almost. He gripped his friend's arm and jogged with him to the beach. As he ran, he dropped his jacket on a near bench and stumbled into the water until it was up to his knees. He threw his arms out to the side and his chest forward. With his eyes closed, he slowly raised his face towards the sun, his deep red eyes slowly opening with a shimmering gleam of happiness.
----------------
Feliciano also took off into the water but after a few steps he tripped and started flailing around, "AH! I THINK I'M DYING!" After a moment or two of useless worrying, Feliciano realized that he was, in fact, NOT dying and he was in three inches deep of water. He propped himself up on his elbows noticing he probably looked extremely dumb. Something else also occurred to him. He was still in his uniform. He quickly looked around, searching for his hat that was no longer on his head.
------------------------
When he sees his friend's hat being pulled away by the current, he dives after it. The hat was suddenly pulled under water so he dived beneath the surface. After a very long pause, he popped up with a gasp and the hat between his teeth. He smiled and giggled a bit, swimming over to his friend, who looked a bit odd sitting in his drenched uniform, looking a bit dazed. "Feli! I got your hat!"
--------------------
As he sat waiting for Kiku to resurface, he got nervous. He hadn't come up for air for a minute or so--but then Kiku came up holding his hat between his teeth. Feliciano smiled and took his hat, "Grazie!" He ran out of the water and threw off his clothes scattering them across the beach before being stopped by a familiar voice, "Didn't I teach you better than that?" Feliciano looked up to see his friend, Ludwig, standing at the crevice where the beach met grass. Feliciano stood there staring at Ludwig dumbfounded in his swimming trunks. What could he say? For one thing he wanted to know why Ludwig was here, in Italy. Did something happen? Did he know something? Feliciano felt a little weary as he came back into reality—the one where his family was dead.
----------------
When Kiku looked up, he saw his friend standing by the third man from their trio. When he saw his face, he became a bit worried. His red eyes lost their gleam and he sighed, sinking into the water until it was over his chin. Kiku knew that Feliciano had a love interest for the blonde haired man and wondered if that had changed with his acceptance of the darkness. Had he lost it? Had it grown stronger? ... Did he ever have a chance with this young man that he knew so well..? The man that were to join him with a pact with the devil.
------------------------
Feliciano was silent, just staring at Ludwig, and Ludwig stared back. He felt a bit uncomfortable due to Feli's quietness. He simply wanted to come and say his condolences. He had been told by Gilbert who heard it from Antonio who was there when Romano was crying about it. Ludwig noticed that something was different about Feliciano, though. Not just his quiet nature, but the clothes scattered on the ground, they weren't the normal blue uniform. They were darker, duller, almost creepier. And also, his eyes... were they red? 'Oh no...' Ludwig thought, 'I've read this somewhere... When a nation makes a pact with... darkness, they become a darker version of themselves... I've never really seen a country like this, but...' he paused looking over to Kiku, noticing he too, had the aura of evil around him, 'Kiku too? Oh...'
"C-ciao Ludwig," Feliciano finally broke the silence, trying his best to act happy to see his best friend, whom he once loved... but truthfully his existence forced bad memories back into his mind.
---------------------
Ludwig looked between the two and noticed the similarities. He… Didn't know what to think. Italy had been such a joyful, carefree person. How could he of all people be one to make a contract with darkness?

His body bobbed up and down in the waves and he closed his eyes. He was scared to know the answer to his questions. As they engaged in conversation, he silently left the water and grabbed his jacket. He wrapped it around his shivering shoulders and began down the beach. When he reached the rocky outcrop of a near cliff he swam out carefully holding his jacket in the air. He reached an overhang and threw his jacket up on it. He climbed on top of the overhang and sat with his knees pulled up to his chest. From this point, he could easily see them but they couldn't see him. No one would know that this place was her unless they had been here before. This place had been Kiku's paradise for the last year. He would come here to be alone or to just get away from it all. Too afraid to face his feeling or that of the people close to him, that's exactly what he did. He escaped.
-------------------------
Feliciano and Ludwig had struggled to make small talk--so how in the world could they have actual conversations? Ludwig finally decided to take initiative and say what was on his mind, "Feli, I didn't only come here to say I'm sorry for your family's death..."

Feliciano looked to Ludwig with sincere eyes, showing a hint of who he used to be--he was still in there. This look gave Ludwig the courage and strength to say the rest of what he needed to.

"I-I love you Feli!" He nearly shouted and then looked away, blushing like the fuzzy man peach he was.

Feliciano's heart stopped. He loved Ludwig too. What was this though? He wanted so much to run up to Ludwig and glomp him with kisses. There was that feeling though. A little nagging bug sat right on his heart. His head got heavy but light and felt like a helium balloon.

"I-I..." he managed to squeak out, "I love you too?" he asked innocently and then passed out, leaving Ludwig to catch him.

"What did you get yourself into, Feli?" he whispered and cradled Feliciano in his arms.
-----------------------
Kiku watched the blonde man blush furiously and became curious as to what they could possibly be talking about. Just after that, he saw his Italian friend collapse and he jerked forward into a sitting position on the very edge of the overhang. As he lay in Ludwig's arms he felt a pierce to his heart. Why wasn't it him catching the young man? Why did he have to run away all the time?

He sighed and dived perfectly off of the rock overhang, leaving his useless coat. He quickly swam back to his friends with perfect strokes. He ran up to his friends and bowed quickly to Ludwig. "Konichi'wa, Germany-san. What..," he swallows nervously. "What happened?"
---------------------
Ludwig thought about telling Kiku how he had confessed, but he truly wanted to wait to see how Feliciano really felt before mentioning it, "I think he, uh, collapsed from the heat." Ludwig then felt like an idiot for saying that, seeing as the day wasn't even that hot.

While Feliciano lay there, unconscious, he had dreams about different things. One dream included Germany walking away--a dangerously slow walk--leaving Feliciano behind in his shackles and binds. Then, Ludwig had magically turned into a crow and then morphed into Japan, holding his sword. Italy at first thought that Kiku was going to cut off his head and squinted his eyes in hope that nothing would happen. And nothing did, but as soon as he opened his eyes, Kiku was covered in blood with gashes on himself and dead bodies lying around him. Then everything disappeared in the blink of an eye and a single figure walked up to Feliciano. 'Wh-who are you?' he said, shaken up a little from the graphic sights he had just seen.

"Me? Dear Feli," He reached out and gently touched Feliciano's chin in a nearly loving caress, "I am your worst nightmare."

His voice dripped with blood and evil and destruction, and the next thing Feliciano knew was he sat straight up screaming with his eyes forcefully shut.
--------------------
He looked at the German skeptically and opened his mouth to reply, a scream resounding. First he was shocked but then he realized that the scream came from the Italian laying in Ludwig's arms. The scream punctured him to the core and his head began to burn. A scream that mixed with the Italian's began to pour from his mouth. He saw a figure flash in and out of his vision and he fell to his knees, holding his head for it felt almost as if it were being split in two. He saw the figure bending over his friend and Ludwig behind him, looking at Kiku like he was insane. Couldn't he see the man over him? Why didn't he notice?! The man stroked his friend's cheek and he forced his body off of its knees. He stumbled forward and pushed Germany out of the way. He sat carefully on Feli's legs and began shaking his shoulders. Both of their screams still mingled and he silently began to sob, shaking his friend harder. "Feli!! Feliciano, wake up! Wake up!"
------------------
Feliciano went into a slight shock as he came back to real life. He trembled terribly and started to cry, "W-was that h-him? Th-the one I m-made a pa-act with?" He shivered but it was unfelt throughout the trembling. "oh dio... you guys are all right!" He put his hands over his face to hide his emotions from his friends. How could it be that when he felt so strong this morning, he felt so weak right now?

Feliciano then saw it. The same figure that had appeared in his dreams sat on the same rock that Japan had been on only a few minutes earlier. The figure chuckled at the sight of Feliciano, and Feliciano cringed. This figure--the man he had a contract with--was everything he was afraid of. Everything he was deathly afraid of.

When he was young, his parents took him to church every Sunday, and after awhile, Feliciano would go there whenever he felt alone, or he felt guilty of doing something. The church reminded him of peace and love and the good memories with his family. How was it that he had so easily taken the chance to sign the contract with the devil?

He continued staring out into the distance, even after the devil had faded away into the afternoon sun.
--------------------
The devil may have faded from the Italian's sight but he remained with Kiku. Feli and Kiku sat on a large rock on the shore and Kiku stayed with his friend that seemed to be in shock. He lay close to his friend, his arms around his small waist and his head on the other's chest. After awhile, he removed his arms and sat back against the rock. The devil sat on his other side. Kiku turned to the dark figure, a gleam of defiance in his deep red eyes. "Why do you do this to him, Lucifer? He's one of your own. You don't torture him like this."

The figure that looked vaguely like a mad chuckled. "Kiku, my son, I must prove him worthy and strong. He had to be strong to be my son. Like you.. " He caresses Kiku's cheek gently and he turned his head. He didn't want the man to touch him. "No.. don't.. I won't let you hurt my friend like this.."

The figure hesitated but removed his hand, nodding slightly. "Yes, I see, my dear Kiku. I will leave him alone.. for now. Sayonara, my son." And with that, the fearsome man, the man that everyone feared, disappeared. That everyone feared besides the small Japanese teen..

Author's Note:  Sooooo, how'd you like a little bit of GerIta fluff?  I know, it most likely cannot be considered fluff... but, I want more to happen between them, even if Kiku and Feliciano do get together...  I HAVE THINGS PLANNED, DO NOT WORRY MY GERITA LOVERS!  Please excuse any grammer errors.
I'd be oh-so happy if you'd review!