Purrfection (AmeIta Fanfic)

CHAPTER 9: Family

America stayed on the couch with Ace the whole time after the man tried to take America's son away from him. He only ever got up to take care of Ace, to use the restroom or to eat something himself. It had been two days since the incident. Italy text America that he was returning home today around the afternoon. America was nervous for Italy to come home however. He was afraid that Italy would freak out about the new scars he has, how he got them, and why he got them, but most of all he was scared about Italy seeing his appearance. He still looked like when he changed and attacked the stranger. America knew exactly who he looked like too. Italy would flip out seeing 2p America holding his child and 1p America was nowhere to be seen. 'When is this going to wear off?! I don't want Feli to see me like this!' America thought as the front door opened. America stiffened up and didn't dare to move.

~~~Feliciano's POV~~~

"I'm-a home Alfred and Ace~! How are-a my two handsome me-" I froze at what I saw on the couch in front of me. Ace was smiling at me and I was happy, but the one holding him... My heart sunk and I became worried with why Ace was being held by him and that Alfred was gone. I didn't even want to speak, but I wanted to know where Alfred was and why he was here.

"A-Allen... W-why are-a you here..? Where's A-Alfred..?" I don't know what was up with him, but he didn't even move or make a sound. I wondered if he was maybe asleep, but Ace was smiling at him like Allen was saying something to him. I was about to speak again, but I stopped when Allen put down Ace. Ace ran up to me smiling and giggling. Why was Ace not afraid of a stranger holding him? I know Alfred and Allen look the same, but still... I picked up Ace and looked back at Allen. He stayed still in his spot for awhile, but then slowly stood up. He was then hesitant to turn around and that got me curious. Why doesn't he want to face me? I know for sure that he's not afraid of my 1p self, so why is he acting like this? I stepped a bit closer, but out of reach if he turned to get me.

"Allen..? What-a is it..?" I don't like the feeling of this... "Is there-a something wrong..?"

"Feli... Please don't call me that..."

He finally speaks, but why doesn't he want to be called by his name and why did he call me Feli?

"Ummm... 2p America?"

"No, Feliciano... I'm not Allen or 2p America."

He turned around to face me, but I was super confused. He still looked like 2p America. I looked puzzled at him and he started walking closer to Ace and I. Ace was reaching toward him smiling, but I was less eager to see him coming toward us. Whoever he is, smiled back and it didn't look like Allen's cocky grin. It looked as gentle and bright as Alfred's. Wait a minute...