Post-introduction

[lost_hre]

If you enter in the room you'll notice it's a Gym, a very big one, and a young man is training. Not, it's not Germany even if he looks like him, he's still Holy Roman Empire who's hitting a wood mannequin with a wooden sword. A Mannequin with a piture of Francis glued on it.
He has been around in the HQ for a very long while and he already knows

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[angelinelblu]

[This Feliciano-- with enormous white wings, being an angel-- is just. Just staring at you. Because you look simultaneously like the two men he's ever really, really cared about in his life and death beyond simple Angelic affection, and he just. Doesn't get it.]

Ludwig?

...Alaric?

[lost_hre]

It's a beautiful vision and when he notices you the sword falls on the ground. you're just beautiful to him.

He didn't get the second word but he heard you saying his future counterpart's name.
"... I'm not Ludwig."

[angelinelblu]

N-no. I. Didn't really think you were.

[He takes a deep breath, tears beginning to well in the corners of his eyes, and starts again.]

...Do you know me?

[lost_hre]

[He looks down so he doesn't notices his tears.]

I know you, but do you know who I am?

[He knows him very well, Feliciano is his most important person, and he's the only one he would never ever forget, no matter what.
When he arrived in the HQ he was quite disappointed finding out many italies almost forget about him.]

[angelinelblu]

If you-- if you are who I think--

I'm gonna tell you a story, okay?

[lost_hre]

[He doesn't have wings in his world so he isn't from his world, but Holy nods.]

Of couse, whatever you want.

[Tries to offer a small smile.]

[angelinelblu]

[He nods slowly, shifts, bites his lower lip. He's not meeting his eyes when he begins to speak

[lost_hre]

He would say something but was able just to whisper his name. He caressed Feliciano's head without knowing what to do; the simple thought someone like Feliciano, even if in a different world, let himself die because of him was too painful.

"I..."

He held feliciano between his arms, he never dared so much with another Italy before.

"I'm sorry." and even if his name wasn't Alaric he didn't care how Feliciano would call him "I'm not the one from your world, but I'm so sorry."
He left his Italy alone too and he knew he was going to die too, arriving in the HQ just gave him comfirm of it.
"You didn't deserved to suffer because of one like me."

[angelinelblu]

You're not supposed to die! Please, please, don't die! Make your-me happy, you have to! You have to! [He hiccups and sobs, wrapping his arms around him properly and utterly failing to stop crying.]

P-promise me, you won't die on him! Please....

[lost_hre]

[cuddles Feliciano in his goofy way, rying to calm him down. ]

I'll not die, I promise. Shh, it's all right, I'm alive, see? [He almost wanted to cry too.]

[angelinelblu]

[Slowly, slowly, the sobs recede into sniffles, and the sniffles quiet, and he awkwardly extracts himself from the embrace, wanting so badly to look in his eyes but unable to quite bring himself to.]

Y-yes. You're alive. I want you to stay that way. In your, your world, I, I'm sure I'm waiting for you. So don't you let me down.

[lost_hre]

Yes.

[He grabs gently Feliciano's chin between his forefinger and thumb, trying to raising his face and looking at him.]

If Alaric ever regretted something in his life I'm sure it was to being unable to see you again.

[If he was like him probably he thought about Italy all the time, no matter where he was or what was happening, and probably even his last thoughts were for his beloved one.]

[angelinelblu]

[And he smiles through the tears, because it's so sweet and... grown up, and he never got to see his Alaric grown up, and this is the closest he'll probably ever get. He's still the little boy who stared around doorways, perhaps, but there's something of a man in him too and those eyes now that he's looking into them are just driving him mad and--]

You keep saying things like that and I'll want to kiss you.

[lost_hre]

[Holy's cheek turned red, even if he grew up more confident the only time he kissed Italy was when they said goobye each other.]

If you prefere I can stay in silence.

[when he learnt he wouldn't probably being able to meet him again in his world he thought a lot about all the time he wasted hiding his feeling and promised himself to say always everything to him, to every version of him, unless it could make him sad.]

[angelinelblu]

[He laughs a little] I said 'want to.' I have a little self control, you know. I... I like listening to you.

[But he does want to change the subject, or else he'll start crying again.] Ah... what were you doing in here, ve?

[lost_hre]

I know, I'm the one who lacks of self control when you're around. [smiles] I'll keep talking then.

[turns to look at the Mannequin, Francis's face is still visible on it even if the picture is already damaged.] Training, I have to become stronger.