GerIta--Let us~

Part 4- Guests and Storybooks

Ludwig, anticipating friendly company, answered the door. An albino, smiling in somewhat of a cocky way. "Hallo, Bruder!" he said happily. Ludwig let him in. " I see you have a friend." said the albino, pointing to Feliciano. " Ja. " he said. "We met in a coffee shop just down the road. So, bruder, what are you doing here?" The albino shook his head, regaining his train of thought. "I just came to visit for a while," he said. I haven't seen you in forever!" "Well, just don't bother Feliciano. He has a small head injury, and knowing how obnoxious you may be, might easily get a migrane." he chuckled.

They all sat in the family room, with Feliciano on the carpet, Ludwig at a chair, and Gilbert, his brother, on the sofa. " So," Gilbert said. " What do you guys wanna do?" Feliciano thought a moment. "Lets read a book!" he exclaimed. Gilbert and Ludwig looked at each other, almost transfering a thought. " Just a sec..." Ludwig said, as he sat up to head to the library. Feliciano felt awkward, and shy, sitting alone with Gilbert. The albino broke the silence. " Hey, Feliciano." he said. "So, I heard you and my brother met in a shop?" Feliciano nodded. " Cool, I guess. You seem like the weaker type, so whadda you doin' with my muscle-bound brother, huh?" Feliciano, by the tone of Gilberts' voice, thought it was threat of some sorts. He stuttered, shaking vigorously. He began freaking out, and got up and ran to his room. Ludwig came downstairs, and noticed that his friend was gone. " Where did Feliciano go?" he asked.

After a brief explanation, they decided to leave the Italian alone, and give him some distance. The brothers talked for a long period of time, they reminisced about a lot, before dusk reached them. Gilbert made his way out the door, promising to visit sooner than later. After his brother left, Ludwig decided that he should go check on the Italian. He walked to his room, and knocked on the door softly. It was soon answered, by a sniffling, crying Feliciano. " I-I just came to see if you were alright." Ludwig said. "If you need some space, I can just go back downst-" he was cut off by a hug. Although he didn't much like hugs, he liked this one. The smaller Italian his his face in the crook of Ludwigs shoulder, crying all over his shirt. " Y-your broth-ther doesn't *sniff* like me and I wan-wanted to hide but I started thinking * sniff* and I thought y-you would kick me out because you didnt like me either!"

Ludwig managed a small smile. " I would never do that, just because my stupid brother didn't like you." Feliciano started to pull away, trying to look braver than he was, but Ludwig pulled him back into a hug, and talked a bit. " I'll have to tell my brother to stop being such a bully, huh? Jeez, how am I not surprised. I'm sorry, my brother is just a little piece of sh*t, I guess." Feliciano began to laugh. "I like you, " he said. " You give me a house, a bed, food, entertainment, but most of all, someone to love. " He snuggled into the Germans' chest, and walked downstairs. Ludwig smiled. It had been a long time since anyone, and I mean anyone, had actually admitted to liking him. Even as just a friend.

Yawn! Im tired! School just let out like an hr ago. Plz comment for more, I want to know what you think!