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GermanyXNeko!Italy- A Chance For Neko Chapter 8
How long has it been? Is he ever coming for me? They keep hurting me, they keep testing drugs on me. I want out. Ludwig help me...
You have betrayed my trust...
I'm withdrawing myself from the world... To end my pain and suffering...
They have figured out where they kept Feliciano. Now they we're going to save him. Lovino wanted to do it as soon as they figured out where they were keeping his brother. But they needed a plan, which Lovino reluctantly agreed to.
They were standing outside the building. It was an old warehouse. Kiku looked at Lovino uncertainly.
"Will you be able to make it to Antonio without them catching you?"
"I'm sure I can. What's the problem? Aren't Gilbert and Francis hiding along the way in case I do get caught?"
"Yes," Kiku looked at Ludwig. "Are you ready?"
Lovino ran to the front of the warehouse. He let out a high pitch wail, hoping to catch their attention. A few moments later the men ran out, noticing the neko instantly.
"Look! He's here!
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Each day progressed the same way. Feliciano would claim he was hungry and Ludwig would cook him pasta. He gradually began to gain weight again. His eyes held so much sadness. Ludwig wished he could replace that. He missed the happy-go-lucky boy. Feliciano still whispered when he talked. It was like he was afraid to raise his voice. Feliciano was still unresponsive to many things though.
One day, Lovino was sitting with Feliciano. He was trying to get Feliciano to talk to him. Feliciano didn't even nod or anything. Antonio walked over to him.
"Hey Feli. Why won't you talk to us? We aren't here to hurt you."
"Nice try," Gilbert said as he walked in the living room. "But he won't respond to anything."
"But you've managed to get him to eat?" Lovino asked. Gilbert nodded as he sat beside Ludwig.
"Ja. But other than that he's pretty much the same as before. The only time he talks is to tell us he's hungry."
Lovino looked at Feliciano. Antonio sighed and rubbed Feliciano's head. His ears flat
GermanyXNeko!Italy- A Chance For Neko Chapter 10
A month has passed. Feliciano didn't show signs of improvement. He wouldn't eat anything so he lost a lot of weight. Gilbert had suggested letting him live with Lovino, but Ludwig declined that. He wasn't going to let Feliciano go. He wanted to be there when Feliciano got better. He just hoped it would be soon.
After he and Gilbert ate, he went up to check on Feliciano. When he got to his room, he was quite surprised. Feliciano was sitting up and staring at the door. Ludwig felt his heart skip a beat. He walked over to him.
"Feliciano?" Ludwig asked as he approached him. Feliciano ears twitched, showing that he heard him.
"Feliciano? Are you okay?" Feliciano mumbled something that Ludwig couldn't hear.
"Hm? What is it Felciano?"
"I'm hungry..." Feliciano said in a hushed voice. Ludwig nodded. He helped him up and led him to the kitchen.
Gilbert was quite surprised when Ludwig walked in with the boy. Ludwig sat him down and began to make pasta for him. Gilbert was staring at Felicia
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A week passed. Still no sign of Feliciano. Ludwig was worried about him. When Antonio and Lovino came by one day, Ludwig told them what happened. Lovino practically broke down. Ludwig was surprised that Lovino actually cried. Gilbert was thrown out of the police station three times. They didn't care that Feliciano went missing. Ludwig sighed as he walked around. He went out everyday, just to see if he could find Feliciano. He even kept Feliciano's collar with him at all times.
He was out with Kiku when he heard some men talking.
"How is he? Is he responding at all?"
"No, he keeps calling for some man. Lud-something. I don't know the name."
He didn't pay no mind to it until Kiku stopped him. They listened in.
"Have you found his brother?"
"We have, but he's always accompanied by some man. We can't take him if that man is with him."
Ludwig looked at Kiku with wide eyes. Kiku nodded. They walked off quickly.
"Kiku... They have Feliciano, don't they?"
"I think so. It may be a coin
GermanyXNeko!Italy- A Chance For Neko Chapter 3
It began with Francis and Gilbert verbally teasing him, which Feliciano took well even if it did scare him a bit. He was also fine when Francis began to pet him. It was when Francis decided to test something that all hell broke loose.
"Hey Feli, is your tail sensitive?" Francis asked, using the nickname he gave him. Feliciano tensed up a bit.
"N-No..." Feliciano stuttered.
"Oh? Are you sure?" he asked. Feliciano didn't say anything, which only encouraged Francis. Gilbert smiled.
"Try it Francis!" Gilbert laughed.
"No. Leave him alone you two."
"Aw, come on Ludwig we're only having fun!" Francis said as he slowly reached for Feliciano's tail.
"Francis, I said no!"
Francis ignored him and pulled Feliciano's tail. The neko let out a high pitched yowl that made them cover their ears. Feliciano scratched Francis cheek and bolted away from him.
"Ow! My beautiful face!" Francis cried as he held his cheek. Gilbert just stared at Francis in surprise.
"Whoa, your cheek is bleeding!"
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Ludwig was walking to the grocery story. Feliciano was holding his hand tightly and he kept looking around. Even though Feliciano was back to normal, Ludwig could tell he was still worried. People were staring at them, but Ludwig had gotten used to all the stares.
When they got what they need and left the store, Feliciano let out a small whimper. Ludwig looked at him and noticed Feliciano was pale. He was also breathing heavily.
"Are you okay?"
"S-Si... I'm fine..."
When they got home Ludwig got the thermometer. Feliciano looked at him.
"Open your mouth."
"I'm going to check your temperature. Now, open your mouth," Ludwig explained.
When the thermometer beeped, Ludwig looked at the numbers displayed on the screen. He frowned and looked at Feliciano.
"You need to go lay down. Your temperature is 101," Ludwig said and Feliciano shook his head.
"No, I'm fine. Really..." Feliciano trailed off and let out a shakey breath. Ludwig led him to the bedroom.
"You need to lay down. I wo
GermanyXNeko!Italy- A Chance For Neko Chapter 5
A few weeks have passed now. Ludwig has gotten use to living with Feliciano. Aside from having to always protect him from Gilbert and Francis, it was quite fun to live with him.
It was a sunny afternoon. Ludwig was sitting on the back porch, watching Feliciano play in the backyard. Gilbert came on the back porch and sat on the swing. He just stared at the ground with a serious look on his face. Ludwig looked at him.
"Something bothering you?" he asked as he looked back at Feliciano, who was currently climbing up a tree.
"Ja. Antonio hasn't been hanging out with me and Francis as much and he won't let us in his house cause of his cat. It's frustrating!"
"I can't say I blame him for not letting you two see his cat, especially after the way you treated Feliciano."
"But he doesn't know that! I think he's hiding something, and I'm going to find out what it is!"
"Fine, whatever. You might make him mad though."
"I don't care, I really want to know."
They both looked toward
GermanyXNeko!Italy- A Chance For Neko Chapter 1
Ludwig was walking home after a hard days work. He was worn out and just wanted to get home quickly. But as he walked passed an alley, he heard something hit the wall and then a low groan. He glanced into the alley. He heard something moving, but he didn't know what it was, so he decided to call out.
"Hello? Is someone there?" He heard more movement and a trash can flipped over, then it got quiet. He hesitated, but then walked into the alley. He glanced around the dumpster and saw a huge wooden box. The lid was crooked, as if something got in there. With caution, he took a step toward the box and moved the lid off. As soon as he did, a boy sprang out and went into a corner, cowering in fear.
"Please don't hurt me! I-I wasn't going to stay long, I was going to leave in the morning!" Ludwig was confused at first but he walked over.
"I'm not going to hurt you." He stopped short when the boy looked at him, and his eyes widened. The boy was only wearing a long white shirt with long sleeves.
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Feliciano was sitting in the backyard with a blanket wrapped around him. He was still feeling sick and Ludwig and Gilbert had left for work. He shivered slightly. Winter was coming up. The cold air signaled that. He sighed and laid down on the porch. Without meaning to, he fell asleep.
When he woke up later, he was shivering. He sat up and coughed. He had a terrible headache and his throat was sore. He got up and walked into the house. As soon as he sat down on the couch, Ludwig walked in.
"Ciao Ludwig," Feliciano said, his voice cracking a bit. Ludwig looked at him.
"Are you okay Feliciano? You didn't sound that bad when I left this-" Ludwig was cut off when Feliciano started to cough.
"I-I fell asleep outside by accident..." Feliciano ears flattened in shame. He was afraid Ludwig was going to yell at him. But instead Ludwig petted his head gently.
"It's okay. It was an accident. Gilbert is going to get some fever reducer on his way home, but we have some cough medicine," Ludwig said
GerIta: HeartbeatGermany got into bed and was just about to fall asleep when a familiar warmth filled up the bed next to him. He flipped onto his other side and, not surprisingly, found Italy laying next him. He watched as Italy performed his nightly ritual of starting on his right side, then changing to the left, then laying on his stomach, then his back, then finally deciding that the best place to sleep was snuggled up next to Germany with his head buried in Germany's chest. Germany naturally rested his arm across Italy's back and started to fall back asleep, until Italy spoke up.
"Hm?" he grunted slightly annoyed.
"Why does your heart sound just like you?"
" What on earth does that mean Italy?" He asked slightly curious now.
"It's strong and loud and steady, just like you! Why does it sound like that?"
Trying to think of a good answer so he could get back to sleep he said, "Well, it's my heart right? Why wouldn't it sound l
Hetalia: If We'd Never Met _GerIta_What if he didn't have me?
It was a tough question, for many this question was tough, so it wasn't just the German standing outside a foyer, over-looking a vastly illuminated garden quite over-done with decorations of many sorts, flowers sprouting in orders unannounced to anyone in the world than the people who planted them, that was confused by this question. He wasn't sure how to answer it, he wasn't sure if he wanted it answered, but, recently, it had seemed that the seems keeping him sewed to the Italian man he had come to be fond of, were slowly ripping apart. It was like a small child's stuffed doll that was ripping apart, the child knew it was, but it decided to ignore it, for it loved that doll, it didn't want to see the doll taken from it. It loved.. that doll. He raised a callused hand and brushed it through his soft strands of hair, each of them being pasted into place by the gel he used the previous morning, the gel that was slowly wearing off
Beloved Italia GermanyxItaly The house was completely silent, it was a peaceful day. Ludwig lifted a large box full of old riffles and other weapons, he was planning on keeping the, in the attic as to make sure that Feliciano didnt get his hands on them. He kicked the door open and walked in, dust clouds formed every time he took a step.
I should really clean up in here, maybe I could get Nipon to help. Said the German, he set the box down on top of a chest, unfortunately he didnt realize that the chest top was curved ;the box of riffles toppled over onto the floor, causing all of them to crash and clatter. Scheisse He cursed under his breath.
Feliciano happily stirred around pasta in the little stove he had in his room while swaying back and forth. He was in his usual happy mood, the sun was shining into his room and he could hear birds c
How to Dress like an Hetalian
38 Ways to Dress like you're from Hetalia
1. Cloaks and capes are super cool.
3. Glasses aren't just for nerds. They are for musicians, pychos, stoic types, and that guy in the corner who's name is always forgotten ("I'm Canada!!")
4. Bushy eyebrows can be sexy.
5. Make sure you can fit your 'Spom" and "chocolate' under your clothes.
6. Long hair is always nice (If you can grow it that long without having some priest force you to cut it).
7. D**k Holder....I mean Cod Piece. That's all.
8. Scarves are always in fashion, it doesn't need to be cold.
9. The Perfect accessory is a panda, polar bear, a puffin, or other types of birds.
10. Dresses aren't just for girls, but make sure you call them "Long tunics" so people don't think you're weird or anything.
11. Tail coats will make you look sophisticated.
12. Carry around a knife. No, it's not weird.
13. Ponytails can be super manly.
14. Even if you are a grandpa, wear armor and a cape. Don't
GermanyxItaly Germany sat on his bed, tears softly caressing his face. "Italy...why must you be so cute?"
Italy was always so happy-go-lucky and liked everyone. Now if only he could love Germany.
He wanted to hold the small man in his arms, like a true friend. But they were in the middle of a war and Italy needed training.
"Italy's survival over my wishes," Germany reminded himself. "If something happened to him..." he shook his head. "I could never forgive myself."
"Doitsu!" Italy called cutely from the kitchen. "Lunch is ready!"
Germany stood and brushed the tears from his eyes. He'd look proud and pulled together in front of Italy. He would. He absolutely would.
"Doitsu?" Italy sounded worried as Germany swirled pasta around his fork.
"Are you okay? You haven't eaten your pasta or your potatoes!"
Return: GerIta-ChibitaliaxHRE OneshotFrom the moment he opened that tomato box, I knew.
My Holy Rome had come back for me.
At first, I had thought that I was hallucinating againHoly Rome was dead, or at least that's what they had told Mr. Roderich and Miss Elizaveta.
But no, it was my Holy Rome. Even after all these years, I recognized him.
The only drawback was that Holy Rome had forgotten me.
Holy Rome went by a different name now'Ludwig.' His sky blue eyes, once childishly round, had sparkled with affection every time he looked at me. Now, they were a colder shade of blue, and looked at me with unfamiliarity. Holy Rome had used to blush a light shade of pink whenever he saw me, but that too had been lost.
Holy Rome's hair had darkened slightly, but it was still styled similarly the day that I had last seen him. I could still remember with precise accuracy the details of that day The words we had exchanged I've loved you since the 900s The brush that I had given him
Ich Liebe Dich auch, mein Schuler -GerIta-Rain thundered down outside the café, rattling the windows as it hit them. The sky was gloomy and grey, perfectly matching the atmosphere inside the building. The lights were dim, the walls and furniture a deep, oak brown, giving the entire café a miserable aura, which reflected in the emptiness of it. There were only 3 people in the café; a young barista, cleaning tea cups, and hoping for at least a little more business in this dreadful weather; a lone student who sat at the back, brightly coloured headphones covering his ears, studying, while bobbing his head to the sound of Iron Maiden, the faint buzz of which could be heard throughout the silent café. The last person was a man of Aryan descent, sitting alone at a table at the front of the café, next to the window. He occasionally glanced up at the clock on the wall, taking sips of his coffee between those glances, but otherwise, his amethyst eyes were fixated on the street outside. As the time ticked
Is this real? Chapter 1Is this real? Chapter 1
When you woke up the next morning you felt something poking your cheek. You grumbled and turned over. You kept your eyes closed and dug your head into your pillow.
"Mmm. I don't wanna wake up mom. A few more min-" You start to say until you had a thought.
Your parents weren't home so you were supposed to be home alone and you didn't have any pets...
Your eyes shot open and you lifted your head from your pillow and looked round your room frantically. You looked to the side of your bed and saw a boy with brownish hair and had his eyes closed. He had a weird curl on the side of his head too. 'He looks just like Italy from Hetalia!' You thought to yourself.
"What the heck!?" You shouted before backing away from him, still in your bed. Your bed was in the middle of your room so when you backed away you fell off. You landed with a thud and you sat there for a minute in shock.
"Dude are you alright!?" You heard someone say
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The next morning, Ludwig brought some pasta up for Feliciano to eat. Unfortunately, Feliciano wouldn't eat it. He continued to stare at the wall like he did the night before.
There's no way this is because they drugged him. It would have worn off by now, Ludwig thought as he looked at Feliciano. He reached up a pet him. His ears twitched, surprising Ludwig. That was the first reaction he had seen from Feliciano since he rescued him.
Ludwig looked at the time and got up.
"I have to go Feliciano. Gilbert and I will be back later," he said. He didn't get a response. He left the room.
How can I trust him? I know deep inside, he wants to hurt me. But he touched me so gently. He didn't hurt me. Is he trying to fool me?
Yes, that's it. He's trying to make me trust him. As soon as he gets my trust, he'll betray me once again.
When they got home that night, Feliciano still hadn't moved. He was sleeping when Ludwig checked on him. He walked over to him and kneeled down. He grabb
EasterRemember what you love,
you with sand in your teeth
and the feral burn of hunger
in your eyes.
God sends his regrets.
He made you grasping and slow,
in a late hour
when the wine washed low.
Remember what you love.
Fall to your knees in the toss
and the swell, quell
the appetite of the cold black sea.
Beg blessings for your home
and the salt-sick trees.
Reach what lies near:
the fat-faced child, the sweet-soft lamb;
tether the tantrum, trickle the blood.
Offer psalms to what is holy,
whisper the name of what you love
as it bobs in the bleak mad sea.
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