GerIta: Royal to Loyal

Chapter One

Ludwig didn't bother to beg to be let back in. Instead, he ran his hand through his blone hair and sighed. He started to think of where to go toto get a 'friend'.

He could go to the bar and pick up some drunk woman, but Gilbert would know she was drunk.

He could disguise a guard, but the guards were given orders to not let him in until he finds a real friend.

He could pick some random person off the streets, but they'd react badly toward him.

After a while of thinking he came up with something.

Italy.

The castle was only about 20 minutes away from the border on foot, but Ludwig could easily only take 5 minutes to get there. Walking.

The people in Italy had always been kind to him when he had visted them as a child, but what about now that he was... more... buff?

He thought about it for a while, but shrugged it off figuring it was his best bet, and started to walk towards the Italian border.

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Feliciano Vargas was a happy Italian man who worked many jobs. He worked out in the garden, he was a waiter at 2 restaurants, and he was a gondolier. Despite all this, he was a huge coward. His older twin brother, Lovino was probably the scariest person in the world to him, even though they loved each other to peices. Being the cute Italian he is, he was absolutely irresistible to women. He was very open about himself, even to strangers, and was an overall happy-go-lucky person, though he had a rough history. (NO SUICIDAL FELI. MY ANGEL CAN'T DO THAT.) He flirted on a daily basis. Well, more like complimented every woman he saw. Everyone in Italy knew him, and they loved him.

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"FELI! COME HERE!" Lovino called angrily from the kitchen.

"Coming, fratello!" Feliciano ran through the back door from the garden, "Sì?"

"Explain why there's no-a tomatoes in the fridge or in the garden?" The older of the twins yelled.

"I-a didn't touch your tomatoes, fratello! I think Antonio was in-a here earlier, though. Maybe he knows where they are!" Feli chirped and began to step out the door again before Lovino exploded in a fit of rage.

"THAT-A DAMN TOMATO BASTARD! HE'S ALWAYS STEALING MY TOMATOES! WE GREW-A THEM, NOT HIM, SO WHY DOES HE ALWAYS TAKE THEM!" Lovino boomed, scaring Feliciano out of his wits.

Feli took down the streets, screaming and crying.

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Ludwig walked down the streets of Italy, getting scared looks from townsfolk. Was he really that intimidating? He was lost in his thoughts when he was hit by something- or someone.

He picked himself off the ground and rubbed his head.

"Sorry. I vasn't paying attention." He confessed stretching a hand out to whoever hit him.

"Oh, no it-a was all my fault. Mi scusi." A gloved hand sat on top of Ludwig's and pulled a body up with it.

Feliciano looked at the person he hit apologetically, though he had his eyes closed.

"No, it vas my fault. Are ju ok?" Ludwig pulled his hand away and looked at the small Italian.

Feli opened his eyes and looked at the tall German prince, "Sì, I'm perfectly fine! Say, I-a haven't seen you around here before. Are you a foreigner?"

"Yes, I guess ju could call me zhat. I'm Ludwig Bielschmidt."

"I'm-a Feliciano Vargas! I've heard your name around. Are you famous?"

"I vouldn't call myself famous. I am actually zhe prince of Germany." Ludwig admitted, a little nervous of how this 'Feliciano' would react to running into a prince.

"Oh, mi scusi, my highness. I-a didn't mean to bump into someone so important!" Feliciano bowed over and over again.

"It's fine. I'm not zhat important. Zhe important one is zhe king. Ju can stop bowing."

"But you're a prince! I've-a never met a prince, but fratello said to be very very kind to one or else they'll have my head in their pasta!"

"I've never had pasta. And vhat zick person vould put zomeone's head in a food... anyvays, I vould like to make up to ju for not paying attention vhile valking." Ludwig offered.

"No, no! I-a will make it up to you for bumping into you, your highess! I'll take you out to pasta!" Feli waved his hands around and smiled.

"If ju insist." He hated arguing since it was all he ever did.

"Ve~ Yay! I made a friend and get pasta!" Feliciano smiled brightly.

Friend? Ludwig thought, I have to show Gilbert! Then he'll let me in the castle again!

"Ja... friend. Anyvays can you come vith me for a few minutes... on a valk?"

"Ooh I-a love walks!" The happy Italian cheered.

The two started walking, standing side by side. Feliciano was rambling on about how he bumped into him. Ludwig listened, expecting to only have to be doing this until they got to the castle.

Oh, how wrong he was.

They walked into the castle after checking in with a few guards.

"Bruder! I have returned vith a friend."

"Wow, Ludwig! This is where you-a live?" Feliciano looked around the castle, "It's so-a wastefully spacious!" (If you can name the anime that last sentence came from, I will cry so much.)

"Is it a girlfriend?" Gilbert called.

"Nien, nien. Just a friend."

"Zhat's no good, zhen. I changed the rules, ju need to be dating zomebody to come back. And ju have to be really in love! Guards!"

Guards came and threw the two out.

"Ludwig?" Feliciano asked softly as they walked back to Italy.

"Yes?"

"Were you just-a using me as a friend?" He didn't sound sad, but it wasn't the happy tone that his voice usually held.

"Vell uh... I vas but... ve can be friends now, zince I don't zhink anyone will vant to be my friend here." Ludwig admitted.

"Really? Ve~ Yay! Oh! You stick out so much in that-a weird outfit. We need to go shopping!" The smaller man dragged Ludwig into a store. They spent a whole hour buying clothes for him.

"Zhank you, Feliciano." Ludwig hadn't said Feli's name ever in his life, but it perfectly rolled off his tounge. He liked Feli's name.

"Nessun problemo! Andiamo! Pasta time!" Even though the German had no idea what half he was saying meant, he went along with Feliciano to the Italian restaurant.
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Ok, first of all, if my German is bad, it's because I despise the German language. Sorry if I offended anyone, but it makes me sick. My Italian will most likely not be off since I've been learning Italian for almost all of summer vacation, and I'm officially 20% fluent :P

Anyways, fun fact. I got a fish a few days ago for my birthday, and I named it uglyass since it was an uglyass fish. BUT I remembered an uglyass name: LUDWIG. Sorry, Ludwig xD that name is ugly in my opinion. His name isn't a Hetalia name, though. His FULL name is Ludwig van Uglyass I.
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Nations:
Feli/Feliciano (Feliciano Vargas): (North) Italy
Lovino (Lovino Vargas): Romano (South Italy)
Antonio (Antonio Fernàndez): Spain
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Translations:
Fratello: Brother (Italian)
Sì: Yes (Italian)
Mi Scusi: Excuse me (Italian) [Note: It can also be 'scusami', but I haven't really learned the difference yet]
Nien: No (German)
Nessun Problema: No problem (Italian)
Andiamo: Let's go (Italian)