lost ~completed~

chapter 15

Ludwig's dreams were filled with nothing but blackness. He was not aware of anything but sleep. No dreams, no sounds. Just nothing.

Though he might have wanted to see happier moments with Feliciano, he was partly glad of the nothingness. He wouldn't have to be teased of times that will never again happen.

His sleep refreshed his tired body. When he woke up he realized that he was alone in what looked to be a hotel room. His mind tried to recall the last moments before he passed out. With much difficulty, he was able to remember escaping from his prison along with Kiku.

He sat up weakly, only to have pain shoot through his chest. He quickly sank back down to lessen the pain but it was for naught.

He wondered if maybe Feliciano had recaptured him and put him into the hotel. He looked around in hopes of seeing Japan. Instead, he saw a note in the desk beside his bed.

He forced himself to sit up and ignore the pain in his chest as he reached out and snagged the note from the desk. He quickly read over the note hastily written by his brother telling him that he was going out to get some things from a convenient store.

Ludwig narrowed his eyes. What was his brother doing here? He didn't remember seeing anyone albeit the swarm of guards that were beating him up. He then remembered the previous night when he woke up and talked with Gilbert who had hugged him despite how 'unawesome' and 'nonmanly' hugs were. He always was very protective of him though the former country would never admit it.

Ludwig couldn't help but smile. He was very happy to finally be out of that building. He wasn't sure how many more of those weekly beatings he would be able to take. He could already feel how much his body had weakened and he could see plainly by looking down at the small mount of covers that was his body that he had lost much weight and muscle since he came into Feliciano's 'care'.

He would miss seeing Feliciano though. Even though he had hurt him in so many ways he still loved the Italian. He knew he shouldn't but he couldn't help but fall in love with him after all the times they spent together. He might not be perfect or his ideal person but he was who he loved and who he was attracted to and no one could ever make him stop loving Feliciano.

A light laugh escaped Ludwig's split lips thinking of happy memories with said Italian. He remembered back many years ago when it was his birthday. At the time, he was being punished for his deeds in World War II and was being held in a jail cell until his fate was decided.

Feliciano hadn't been allowed to see him but he had somehow snuck in. He went up to Ludwig's cell with a huge grin plastered on his face; a smile that lighted up the entire dark room.

"Happy birthday, Ludwig!" Feliciano exclaimed happily.

Ludwig had looked up glumly. He had lost the war that he had believed so much in. Even though Feliciano had betrayed him (and not that Ludwig could blame him) he had came to visit him in a place that he was obviously uncomfortable in. Despite the cheerful features, he could see an edgy look in his chocolate eyes if he didn't cover it up with happiness quick enough.

"Why are you here, Italy ?" Ludwig asked in a monotone voice. He didn't feel there was any reason to try and be happy when he was to be divided and his bruder dissolved.

"I snuck in to see you!" Feliciano exclaimed tilting his head slightly in a way that made the Germans heart thump against his ribcage.

"You snuck in?" Ludwig asked curiously.

"Si! I wanted to see you so I asked to see you but they said no so I snuck in!" Feliciano exclaimed.

Never before had Ludwig ever felt so touched. Even after all of the horrible things he did, Feliciano still wanted to be with him. Even enough so to sneak in. Ludwig kept his face expressionless.