lost ~completed~

chapter 4

Kiku Honda, the human personification of Japan walked out of the meeting building, his usually erect posture slightly bent. The meeting had been even more of a disaster then usual. Strangely, Ludwig had not attended the meeting and neither had Italy. Without the loud German to try and keep things on track, things got out of hand. Francis and Arthur kept getting into fights, Alfred was even more loud and obnoxious, Romano freaked out that his fratello hadn't been there and he would yell and curse whenever Antonio tried to cheer him up and a certain albino who wasn't even supposed to attend meetings was rampaging for Ludwig. Japan was disappointed to say even his own siblings had even contributed to the situation. Yong Soo kept trying to grope everyone, earning himself a good smack in the head by Elizabetha's frying pan and Yao kept running away from Ivan.

Kiku sighed. That was only the first of a week long string of meetings. If Germany didn't go to the next meetings, things would get even more out of hand. Kiku gently caressed his stomach. Thinking of the meeting gave him a stomach ache.

Japan tried to forget about the meeting and focus on the beautiful scenery. The small Japanese man looked around the streets of Italy. Italy certainly was a beautiful country. The architecture was most admirable and the cobblestone streets a rare and beautiful treat.

A warm breeze gently ran its invisible fingers through Kiku's short charcoal hair. They whispered promises of warm weather in Kiku's expert ear. Kiku felt all his stress fade for a moment, carried away by the wind like a feather.

He sighed regretfully. He should go to Feliciano's house and check up on the Italian.

He quietly walked to his car and began driving to Feliciano's house since the meeting had been in Italy and Ludwig might also be there.

Parking outside the Italians house, Kiku calmly strode to the door and politely knocked. After a few moments, Feliciano opened the door, stuffing a pair of leather gloves into his pocket.

"Kiku ?" he asked immediately brightening up.

"Hello Vargas-san." Kiku said bowing slightly from the waist in his traditional greeting. "You do know there was a meeting today ?"

Feliciano's eyes stretched wide. "Oh no! I completely forgot!" he exclaimed, his voice thick in an Italian accent.

Kiku sighed. "You should really try and remember next time. Don't forget about the meetings this week."

"Yes Kiku! I'm really sorry." Feliciano exclaimed. He brightened again, quickly discarding what Kiku had just said. "Ve~ How about you come inside?"

Kiku's eyes widened slightly. "Ah, I couldn't. I only came to make sure you were ok. I wouldn't want to intrude."

Feliciano closed his eyes, smiling brightly. "Oh, please come inside! I'll make you some tea!" Feliciano said.

Kiku nodded slightly. He couldn't say no to tea. "It would be rude of me to decline your generous offer so I accept." he said politely.

Feliciano beamed as Kiku politely came inside, removing his shoes by the door. Italy closed the door behind Kiku.

"By the way, have you seen Ludwig-san ?" Kiku asked. Feliciano shook his head as he hurried to the kitchen with an energetic spring in his step.

"No, I haven't seen him. Wasn't he at the meeting?" Feliciano asked. Kiku shook his head.

"No. He hadn't attended." Kiku said. Feliciano took out a box of green tea and glanced at Kiku, his usually cheerful eyes beginning to fill with worry.

"That's odd. Ludwig is usually strict about meetings. Do you like anything in your tea ?" Feliciano asked, settling the water to boil. Kiku sighed. The Italian couldn't focus on anything for more then a few seconds unless it involved pasta.