The Beautiful World (Hetalia Oneshots)

Welcome to Wonderland

This is part of the bigger book I'm writing.

I have no ideas/motivation to write anything new, or finish what I started writing.
But I still wanna write something on here.

I'll just post bits and pieces of my other books as fillers till I can do something productive.

Criticism is always accepted:)

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This is basically a story where Felicano (N.Italy) finds himself in wonderland where he is confronted by these weird beings, and people who make him remember things he thought he had long forgotten.
He is forced to unbury his dark past, and find himself again.
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Prologue: part 3 or 4?
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I swept the concert path the led up to the estate humming to myself. Staring at the leaves and dirt I swept.

It was very unamusing, but it was there was to do.
After Otto ran off months ago, there was really nothing to do but clean and study.

Mr. Edelstein's wife, and he had divorced. She now went back to her own home, but still visited occasionally to give me clothes, and make sure I was treated okay.

Anymore I was always by myself, or with Mr. Edelstein studying.

"You seem to be having fun."

The familiar voice made me freeze. My grip on my deck brush tightened as I looked over my shoulder.

Otto stood there, clad in his black tunic, and tan breeches, and his cape hanging from his shoulders. His blonde hair was slicked back and tucked under a black hat.
A sword rested on his hip, and his eyes gazed at me softly, and his lips formed a small smile.

"Otto," I breathed.
I never thought I'd see him again. A smile spread across my face, and I abandoned my broom with the intention of embracing him.
I stop short of throwing my arms around him. I cleared my throat, and stepped back to a respectable distance.

"What are you doing here?" I asked watching the disappointment flicker over his features.

"I came to give Mr. Edelstein a letter from my father," he says, a small blush forming on his face, "and to say goodbye to you."

"Goodbye?"

He nodded, "My father is fighting in te war, and I will be sent to live with my older brother until he returns."

"Oh" I say looking down, "I suppose I should take your letter then?"

He nods, pulling out a neat envelope from his shirt. I took it tucking it into my apron pocket.
We stood in an award silence, not looking at eachother.

"Well," he cleared his throat, "I should be heading off now."
He tipped his hat, "farewell, Feliciano."

I nod and watch him begin to walk to carriage the waited infront of the estate gate.

I clenched my fist.
Why did it hurt to watch him leave?
What should do?

"Wait!" I call out running after him.
He turns around, his face erupting with a wide eyes as his saw me taking off my panties.
I hold them out to him, my own cheeks growing warm.

"Please, take these," I say looking him in the eyes with my teary teary ones, "take them so you don't forget me."

He stuttered incoherent mumbles, as he stared at my gift with wide eyes.
He squeezed his eyes shut, coughing a bit, before opening them again.

"Your giving my your underwear as a parting gift," his composer seemed to crack, "forgive me if I'm wrong, but is this a confession?"

I nod quickly, blushing. I look down at the pavement.
I felt his fingers brush against my own as he took my underwear.

"I accept your feelings," he says.
I look up at him with wide eyes.
"Tell me," he says, "what do the people where your from give to people they love?"

I wiped tears from my eyes, "A kiss, I guess."
He nods, "I see."

Otto stepped closer to me.
On instinct my hands went to rest against his chest.
In return his hands held my arms gently.

"I love you," he says quietly as he leans closer, "I've loved you since the first time I saw you, when you were cleaning the estate's hall way."

I closed my eyes, and leaned forward close the ditance between our lips.
His lips were soft, softer than I had imagined they would be.
Soft and warm.

Feeling his lips on mine was something that I quickly enjoyed. But it ended too quick for my liking.

I wanted to kiss him again, and again. I never wanted to stop.
I wanted to keep him close to me.

"Don't forget about me, okay?" I say clutching the black fabric of his clothing in my fingers.
"How could I forget you?" he smiled planting another soft kiss on my lips.

"When this is over I'll come back for you." he promises, "I'll come back and we'll leave this place."
He pushed some hair from my face, "You will come with me, won't you?"

I nod.
He smiles, "I'll be back as soon as I can. I'll come back for you, I promise."
He began to walk back to his carriage, my underwear clutched in his right hand.

"Hurry back!" I call out to him, waving, and smiling, "I'll be waiting for you!"

He turned and waved with a bright smile. I chased after the carriage as it rolled away.
"I'll be waiting for you, Otto!" I call, "Don't forget me, and hurry back safely, okay?"

I didn't stop until the carriage was out of sight.
I smiled, and giggled.
For the first time in almost a year I was actually happy.

I dusted my apron, my hand brushing over the paper in my pocket.
The letter!

I walked up the pavement, picking up my broom on the way.
I smiled and hummed, nearly skipping.
I had confessed to Otto, and had his promise of returning for me.
I had his love.
I was over joyed!

As I made my way to the large doors of the mansion a realization hit me.
My face lit up like a candle, and I hid my face in my hands.

I had given him my underwear...