Secrets (2p Gerita)

Chapter 4: Never Again

Maniacal laughter echoed through the house as a small boy with messy blonde hair and violet eyes ran through its hallways, his black cape billowing behind him. A smaller boy his age with shocking magenta eyes was running right in front of him, wearing a green dress with a white apron and a handkerchief tied around his messy brownish-red hair. The smaller one's prize: a black hat he had tucked under his arm that he had stolen from the taller. "Hey, give it back!" The blonde whimpered. "Never!" The brunette cackled, extremely pleased with himself. That was, until he hit a dead end in his room.

"Come on, Luci, you can't run forever. Give me my hat back!" The young German boy said, less panicked now that he was in control.

"No!" The one called Luci snapped. "It's my hat now. Unless... You have something you'd like to give me in return?" He said, twirling his small butter knife in his hand.

A blush spread across the blue-eyed boy's face. "Y-yeah, I mean there's something I could give you..." He mumbled.

"Oh?~ Well then give it to me and I'll give you your hat back." The Italian said, grinning smugly. He was excited to get his hands on the blonde's gourmet food or his fine clothes or-

Suddenly, soft lips were pressed against his for no more than a few seconds.

"T-there." The German said as he pulled away. "I gave you a kiss. Now..." He snatched his hat back from the flustered brunette. "I'll see you later, alright? I have to go, so I finally got up the courage to do that. Pretty brave, eh?" He said with a small wink.

"HOLY ROME?!" A deep voice bellowed. The blonde smiled sheepishly at Luciano. "That's my boss calling me. I guess I had even less time than I thought I did to talk to you... But Luciano.... Well, I-I love you. And I'll come back for you, I promise!" He said, kissing the still-speechless boy's forehead. "Goodbye, Luciano." He whispered before walking out the door.

After barely any time at all, he doubled back, took his hat off, and placed it on his crush's head. "On second thought, you can keep it." He said with a smile before once again going to the door. "And Luci? You don't have to say anything. I already know you feel the same." He said. Then, with a swish of his cape, he was gone.

Years passed. But the blonde had never come back. Or at least that was what Luciano had thought- until now.

The Italian steadied his breathing and wiped his tears before struggling to his feet. He went over to his closet and pulled down a dusty box, retrieving the small black hat from inside it. "Holy Rome..." He whispered, as if that would help wrap his mind around things. "You came back..." He whispered again, hugging the hat close to his chest.

"... y-you bastard... You left me and never came back for years!" He cried, his hands balling into fists as he leaned back against the wall. Suddenly his legs gave out underneath him and he crumbled to the floor. "B-but I.... I still love you." he hiccuped, his tears flowing faster as he realized what he had just done. "O-oh D-dio... I-I won't- I CAN'T lose you a-again." He promised that blonde boy from his old memories, wiping his tears as he stood back up once more. He walked across his room and placed the hat gently down on his bed before sprinting out the door into the forest, screaming one word at the top of his lungs.

"LUTZ!"