Memories of the Past: Book One

Act Two

Chapter Summary: "Ve~ Artu! Roderich and Hugo are here~" Feliciano Vargas, Italy Veneziano. "Maybe... They'll live happily together?" Lili Zwingli, Liechtenstein. "He and his parents were in an accident... They didn't make it..." Fredrico Ricci.

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Is everyone ready to continue?"

After getting the affirmative from everyone in the room, America pressed play.

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One and A Half Months Later

Feliciano and Marcello have both settled in quite nicely.

The Kirkland brothers all agreed with Marcello's idea. They each hated the scared look Feliciano wore when he cried.

For the first two weeks of their stay, Marcello was the main source of Feliciano's happiness. At times when Marcello couldn't cheer up his brother, Arthur steps in. Aside from Marcello, he was the only one who could instantly bring a smile to Feliciano's face.

One night, for some reason, Felicano had found his way into Arthur's room, sobbing and apologizing- "If I hadn't been... such a... a spoiled thing... the car wouldn't have fa... fallen off the cliff...!"

Even though it was almost midnight, Arthur had patiently listened and tried to reassure him- "It was an accident, Feli. You wanting to spend a day at the beach didn't cause it. Faulty machinery did."

Marcello grew a just teensy bit jealous as his brother began to spend more time with Arthur.
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Romano threw the remote at the wall. America tried his best to console his friend. Hungary was glaring at the screen. Her hands clenched tightly where they rested on the desk as she let the images sink in. Germany had no words for the scene...

Sweet Veneziano's family was in a car crash.

Veneziano and Seborga both were the only survivors.

They most likely had nightmares from it.

Even Greece looked like he wanted to commit murder right then. Turkey just kept on scowling as he mentally apologized to Veneziano... and Romania... and even Bulgaria.

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"Ciao! I'm Marcello! This is my brother, Feliciano!" the boy, who looked to be the same age as Peter, clutched onto his older brother. His lavender hair shadowed over his lovely violet eyes. Cecilia ushered them inside, wanting them out of the cold October air as swiftly as possible.

"Ve~ Artu! Roderich and Hugo are here~" Feliciano ran to the living room, only to return with his partly annoyed, but mostly amused brother. Arthur looked at the older boy for one second before looking away. Those glasses of his made the glaring violet eyes seem even more menacing.

Cecilia patted the older boy's black hair in an attempt to calm the tense silence.

Peter ran down the stairs to meet them. "Where are William and Seamus?" Fredrico's question was answered by an excited shout from the dining room. William was almost dragged to the living room by his brother. "Aw~ Aren't you two just precious~" the cooing earned Seamus an even colder look from the older boy.