💐Chapter IV: April 12th, 1912 (Morning)💐
Ludwig
I never stopped zhinking of him... even in my dreams, he vas zhere... Zhat huge smile... zhose beautiful eyes... Vow. I sound like a teenage girl.
Vhen I vake up, I'm in bed and Feliciano vas gone. 'He must have left after I fell asleep... but... ve vhere in zhe sitting room talking.'
I get up slowly and valk into zhe sitting room. Nothing is out of place... actually, everything vas perfect. I don't remember it being zhis clean... I look over to the fireplace mantel and I see a note.
Dear Doitsu,
Can I~a call you that? Anyway, I~a cleaned up a little bit before I~a left. I~a hurt myself trying to carry you to your bed so I ~a might be a little slow and in a tiny bit of pain... but I~a don't care. I~a left you a key to my room on the mantel next to the~a vase with the beautiful roses in it. Come by whenever you~a want. If I'm not up, then you can throw~a Miss Kitty on me or whatever... Hehe, see you hopefully soon.
-Feliciano Vargas
I look to both vases on zhe mantel and sure enough, zhere it is, zhe spare to D 56. I lift it up and smile, looking to see my reflection. I put it in my pocket zhen fold up zhe letter and valk to my suitcase; I'm keeping it.
I open zhe door to my room and look for a stewardess.
"Excuse me?" The stewardess turns around.
"Good morning sir. Can I get you anything?" She asks in a sweet tone.
"Could you bring me some coffee and fruit?" She nods and valks avay. I close zhe door and look zhe clock.
'9:36... Okay, after coffee, I'll go down to Italy's room; he should be avake by zhen. I wait on my Promenade deck until zhe stewardess comes vith my order. She sets the vicker table on zhe deck vhich makes me smile; before she leaves, I give her a big tip and she thanks me.
I pour myself a cup zhen walk to zhe vindow. Zhe morning breeze blows my long hair wildly as I sip my coffee. Before I leave, I need to change my clothes and gel my hair. Zhere's no way I'm being seen in last nights clothes; zhat's just tacky and kind of grose. And zhat's... vhat I did.
I threw on black, silk dress pants vith a matching vest over a vhite dress shirt and to top it off, I add a black tie just for formality sakes. You have to look zhe part to be zhe part.
I make my vay through zhe various decks to get to Feliciano's room; it's annoying how zhere's no one vay to get to his room from mine but vhat are you going to do? You can't magically valk through valls or anything and you certainly can't change zhe layout of a ship vhile at sea.
Vhen I get to his room, I knock tvice on the door and I get no respond. Maybe he's still asleep at... 10:20... not zhat surprising. I guess... ve vhere up late last night, he's probably a deep sleeper.
I slowly open zhe door making sure I don't interrupt, let's say him dressing; zhat vould be... embarrassing. I hear no object to me entering so I open it vildly zhen close it fast so Ms Kitty von't escape. I turn around... and zhat vhen I see him on the floor.
"Feliciano!" I scream as I run to his side. His face is drained of pigments; you can see his leg swelled up. I start shaking him trying to vake him up; I look up to see he vas painting something before he ended up like zhis.
"Feliciano, wake up!" Tears start to swell up as I shake him; after a minute, one tear falls and lands on his vhite cheek. I look away for a minute covering my mouth vhen I heard a slight... vhimper if you'd call it zhat.
"Ludwig?" I turn to see the Italian's face light up vith color and life. I smile as tears begin to fall from my face.
"No. I'm Doitsu." A huge smile erupts on his cute face; I stoke his cheek gently and he blushes.
"Sì, Doitsu." I pull him up into my embrace.
"Are you okay Italia?" I ask vhile rubbing his leg gently; he tenses up a tiny bit and holds his breath in slight pain.
"I'm~a... not doing so well Doitsu..." He says obviously not trying to fool me. I think he understands it von't vork trying to lie to me.
"Can you stand so ve can get you to zhe doctor?" I ask vhile helping him to his feet; ve take one one step and he vhimpers softly.
"I~a don't think so..." I though so; so I pick him up bridal style and valk him over to his bed. His face turns a bright red and I smile.
"I vill be right back. Promise." I say as I valk out of his room. I'm pretty sure zhe doctor's office is next to zhe Galley on D deck; I remember seeing it on the starboard side of the Galley in zhe little packet zhat vas in my suite. (It literally took me 30 minutes to find the information about the doctor. I kept on getting the Doctor Who episode.)
"Good morning sir. My name is Dr. William F. N. O'Loughlin. How can we help you?" Zhe man in zhe vhite coat asks as I valk into zhe office.
"Guten morgen. I'll be straight to zhe point. My friend hurt his leg somehow and it's svelling up." The doctor nods in understanding.
"Can he walk?" I shake my head no.
"It doesn't hurt him but vhen pullting pressure on it, he's obviously in pain."
"What room is he in?" I look up at the ceiling; it literally just escaped my mind. I hate vhen zhat happens.
"Um... Oh! D 56." He tilts his head a little.
"He's second class? And you are first class, I take it?" I nod slowly.
"He's my guest." He nods after a minute of thinking.
"I will go to his room as soon as possible gnädiger herr." The doctor's german accent is not zhe best but it vas clearly 'in zhe vorks'.
"Danke. Zhank you." I say while leaving. I return to Feliciano's cabin to find him still on zhe bed but he vas drawing. He looks up to me and smiles. I smile back at him as I take a seat next to him. He leans against me and shows me his drawing.
"Do you~a like it?" He asks while petting Ms. Kitty on her small and fluffy head. I take the pad from his delicate hands.
"It's... extraordinary work Italia." After one minute, I recognize those eyes... It's... me... I turn to him and he looks straight into mien eyes; he can see I just figured it out.
"Italia..." He places his finger genty on my lips to silence me; my heart starts racing. I can't control my actions; slowly, I lean into him and he return it. Italy closes his beautiful eyes as he gets close as vell as I... I can feel his soft, varm breath dance across my neck.
"Sir? Are you there?" Ve hear as the knock on the door fills the room vith sound.
I sigh, then get up to open zhe door. I can see Italy pout and I do as well.

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