2p Italy ~ Another Tale of Death

Monday Afternoon

Fingers entwined, Luciano led me to a small creek, which rushed with life. "H-How did you find this?" I asked. Luciano blushed a little"I just happened to come across it one day..."

I smiled, and hugged him. "Thank you."

- - -

(From here on, I won't tell you what POV I am switching to. This is the only exception. I will have POV switches between Luciano and Reiko, and occasionally another character from now on.)

(Luciano)

God, she was intoxicating! Her smell, her voice, her very being! If only I could take her up in my arms right now.

As she hugged me, I wrapped my arms around her. I need to be patient, while my dear ragazza warms up to my touch.

If I'm too quick, she may reject me...

Now, we wouldn't want that to happen, do we?

- - -

Luciano walked me down to the creek. This seemed like something new to him, as it was to me. I was happy with just being alone with Luciano.

And my heart is beating fast. I wonder why that is?

As I opened my mouth to say something, a loud thump sounded behind us.

"Found you,  dollface."

- - -

Luciano turned around angrily, bumping against our already parted hands. "Why are you here?"

Allen snickered. "I was just following you guys, nothing to be afraid of. Unless you two were about to start something?" My cheeks blushed wildly, and Luciano seemed to only shrug it off.

"Of course not." He's telling the truth, I hope?

I just can't tell! I met him less than a week ago, didn't I?

"Sure, sure. So, back to my question from earlier... Who is that beautiful girl over there?" Allen's flirts were nothing like Luciano's. It made me a bit angry.

"Why should I answer that?" Luciano responded. "She seems familiar. I wonder..." Allen trailed off.

"Familiar?" I pushed out, and Allen's eyes widened at my voice. "Yes, exactly the same!"

I am a bit clueless. If I knew him once, I probably forgot. "Your voice hasn't changed a bit since you were younger!" Allen exclaimed.

With a disappointed sigh, I watched Luciano's look from the corner of my eye. It seemed like he was expecting me to answer. That alone gave me courage to answer. ~Why did I need courage?~

"I'm sorry, I can't remember you." Staring directly into his eyes, Allen gasped. "But we-" Luciano cut him off. "No more."

I felt a tear stream down my face, and I just suddenly felt so sad. But I didn't move. I stood perfectly still, searching for the cause of that single tear.

My memories haven't disappeared, I know. But the last time I met Allen, or left him, must have been so sad. I could feel another tear falling to the ground, and I heard a voice in my head.

The voice was yelling in anger, with a few muffled sobs interrupting the words. But somehow, I couldn't make out what the words said. They were just sounds. Blank, lonely sounds.

Where in the world are my memories hidden?

- - -

Allen was confused, and extremely surprised. However, he said nothing. Instead, he just walked away. Did he know why I was crying? Then tell me, idiot!

But I couldn't say anything. I had already collapsed on the ground.

Luciano rushed to my front, so he could face me. His eyes! Oh, his eyes!

He placed his left hand softly on my cheek, and used his right index finger to wipe away the tears. It made me feel warm, to have him comfort me. Warm in my heart, while my cheeks were already red.

He stared at me with emotion, and questioning eyes. "Please tell me why you're crying." He cooed. With a small hiccup, I answered. "I don't know. I just suddenly started-" More tears. What is making me feel so sad?

I don't understand!

He smiled a bit, and brought his face closer, until our noses touched. "Then how can I help?" My eyes narrowed in embarrassment. Luciano wiped away the last of my tears, which made him pull  away from the tip of my nose.

But he was close enough, and still staring at me.

He touched my nose once again with his, and opened his mouth to speak. "Can I?" This time, I knew what he was talking about. However, he gave me no time to answer.

Before I knew it, his lips were touching mine And it was no peck, it was my very first kiss.