APH Fic The House chapter 4
Title: The House
Author/Artist: Me!
Character(s) or Pairing(s): FemGermany, North Italy, South Italy
Rating: T
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Louise has often heard of the abandoned mansion miles away from her home. One day when curiosity gets the better of her she and her dog Aster decide to explore it. There she finds two brothers living there and visions of a past life.
Feliciano was smiling as he walked down the hallway, the candle lit lantern in hand.
He shook his head as he passed certain areas of the house. The state the house was in brought guilt into him.
“Forgive me for letting this happen to your home my dear.” he whispered. “However rest assured that I will restore it to its former glory.”
His smile widened when he saw his brother waiting for him with a scowl.
“Something troubling you brother?” Feliciano asked.
The scowl deepened. “You know damn well what is bothering me. Why did you let that girl in?”
“She has all the signs.” Feliciano murmured. “Didn’t she tell us that this person would look like her as well as having the pet? The same dog from before?”
“That doesn’t matter.” Lovino snarled. “The point is that she has no right to be here!”
Feliciano frowned. “That does not.” he corrected. “And neither do we.”
“We have more than she does.” Lovino insisted.
“No we do not. And keep your voice down, our guest is trying to sleep.” Feliciano said as he walked to his own room.
“You are making a mistake.” Lovino said quietly.
“I am following fate.” Feliciano said. “Good night brother.”
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The next day found the three of them in the library armed with cleaning supplies.
“This would be a lot more easier if the pipes were not broken.” Feliciano said. “Otherwise we would not have to make so many trips to the river.”
“I know a few things about engineering, maybe later I could take a look.” Louise offered.
Feliciano smiled at her. “Perhaps.”
Lovino rolled his eyes at the both of them however otherwise bit his tongue.
“Hey, how old is this house?” Louise asked.
“About one hundred years old. Plus or minus ten or twenty years.” Feliciano said.
“How long were you gone that it’s like this?” she mumble under her breath.
“Pardon?”
“Nothing!”
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“You have a strange method of dressing.” Feliciano commented while they examined the plumbing.
Louise glanced down at herself before back at him. “What do you mean?”
Feliciano glanced at her tank top that showed the size of her chest to the camouflage colored pants that were tucked into her combat boots to the short hair and the gun strapped to her side.
“I am just used to girls dressing in a more feminine way.” he finally said.
Louise rolled her eyes. “Trust me, this is a lot more comfortable than those dresses you have up there.”
The smile never left his face. “Some girls find them to be more comfortable as you say.”
“Dresses, when you try anything in them, get tangled in the wrong places and just slow you down.” she said. “Trust me; they aren’t something anyone should wear.”
“And trust me when I sat that beautiful girls should not be dressing so masculine.” he said, watching her blush from the corner of his eyes.
“I like being masculine.” Louise protested. “I hate being feminine.”
“Ah, I understand now.” Feliciano said nodding. “You are a man trapped in a woman’s body.”
It was worth dodging both the wrench and the dog flying at him for the look on her face.
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“I still don’t understand why I’m doing this.” Louise said trying to maintain her balance. “I thought we were cleaning the house.”
“We are.” Feliciano said as he nodded. “However this is also the proper time to teach you proper ways of being a woman.”
“I know enough.” Louise protested.
“You know nothing.”
“Which is enough.”
Feliciano shook his head as he carefully fixed the book that was laying on top of Louises head. “Now walk.”
Louise took a few steps forward trying to keep the book on her head. “And what exactly does this do?”
“It helps you find a balance.” Feliciano said. “It teaches you to walk with your back straight.”
He watched as she walked slowly around the room with the book on her head.
“This might work better if you were wearing heels.” he said glancing at her boots.
Louise snorted. “There’s no way I would ever wear heels.”
“Some occasions might require you to wear a dress and heels.” Feliciano said. “Regardless this is a good practice for you. Your language is something else that we will work on.”
Louise glared at Feliciano. “What the hell is wrong with my language?”
“Well for a start a lady should never use such crude language.” Feliciano said.
Louise laughed and said “Feliciano you’re nothing to get anywhere with this.”
Feliciano smiled again. “There is no harm in trying.”
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Louise was tossing and turning in the bed. Giving up she sat up and rubbed her eyes.
After a half hour of those…lessons that Feliciano basically forced her to participate in she had had enough and left to look once more at the plumbing and around a hour of cursing and a few hurt fingers they had somehow managed to use their meager tools to fix the plumbing to allow water to flow through the house.
However for the time being, and until she would be able to test the water, she wasn’t going to trust it.
Rubbing the side of her nose lightly she slid out of the bed and walked to the lantern. Lighting it she took it and started to walk through the hallways.
This was alright right? Neither Feliciano nor Lovino had told her anything of not going through the house.
Aster had awoken as well and was now padding alongside her mistress silently.
Louise glanced down at Aster before they continued to walk through the hallways quietly to not disturb the brothers.
She stopped in front of one door. When she reached out towards the doorknob she realized her hand was shaking. Shaking her head she quietly turned the doorknob and glanced into the room.
It was empty, that was something that she was thankful for as she entered the room and glanced around.
It seemed identical to all of the other bedrooms. Canopy bed, desk, closet, nightstand, doors, as well as a bathroom that was connected to the room.
Louise pressed her hand to her forehead. She suddenly had obtained a headache from entering the room.
“You will damage your eyesight if you read with candlelight father.” her own voice said in her mind.
Father? Her father had died years ago, along with her mother.
“The doctor said that he believes you are going to become better in a few days.”
“Yes, I believe that you are going to die soon.”
Louise fell to her knees as she grasped her head tightly. Images flashed through her mind. Herself pulling the curtains in this room back. A sickly looking man holding a cup of tea lecturing her.
Despair. Fear. Sadness. Acceptance.
The image of a man was clear in her eyes and mind. He looked identical to her. His long blonde hair was drawn back into a ponytail and he had piercing blue eyes, both the same shade as her own. He held a walking stick in hand although in this picture there was clearly nothing wrong with either of his legs.
Herself. Wearing a long red dress that reached the floor and was completely modest. Her long hair was gathered in a tight bun and her own eyes were as piercing as the mans. Her hands were clasped in front of her and an iron cross necklace hanged around her neck. Two long thin and sharp swords were holstered at her sides much like her guns were now. Although the dress fell to the floor she could almost feel the heels clad on her feet. Aster was by her side as well.
Louise barely registered that she was screaming. Her throat started to rasp and hurt slightly however she paid no attention to it.
She could barely register Feliciano and Lovino appearing. Feliciano kneeled in front of her and placed his hands on her shoulders in an attempt at comfort and asking “What’s wrong?”
Louise was clutching her head and shook her entire body. Her nails dug into her scalp as she screamed.
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She was dreaming. That was the only real answer she could come up with. The dream consisted of her wearing the dress from her vision walking with a tray in her hand through the hallway with Aster by her side.
She stopped in front of the same door she had when she had been awake and reached up to knock on it.
“Father?” she could see her arm moving to knock on the door and could even imagine the wood of the door and the metal of the tray she was holding.
“Father. I am coming in.” she heard her own voice say as she turned the doorknob.
Author/Artist: Me!
Character(s) or Pairing(s): FemGermany, North Italy, South Italy
Rating: T
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Louise has often heard of the abandoned mansion miles away from her home. One day when curiosity gets the better of her she and her dog Aster decide to explore it. There she finds two brothers living there and visions of a past life.
Feliciano was smiling as he walked down the hallway, the candle lit lantern in hand.
He shook his head as he passed certain areas of the house. The state the house was in brought guilt into him.
“Forgive me for letting this happen to your home my dear.” he whispered. “However rest assured that I will restore it to its former glory.”
His smile widened when he saw his brother waiting for him with a scowl.
“Something troubling you brother?” Feliciano asked.
The scowl deepened. “You know damn well what is bothering me. Why did you let that girl in?”
“She has all the signs.” Feliciano murmured. “Didn’t she tell us that this person would look like her as well as having the pet? The same dog from before?”
“That doesn’t matter.” Lovino snarled. “The point is that she has no right to be here!”
Feliciano frowned. “That does not.” he corrected. “And neither do we.”
“We have more than she does.” Lovino insisted.
“No we do not. And keep your voice down, our guest is trying to sleep.” Feliciano said as he walked to his own room.
“You are making a mistake.” Lovino said quietly.
“I am following fate.” Feliciano said. “Good night brother.”
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The next day found the three of them in the library armed with cleaning supplies.
“This would be a lot more easier if the pipes were not broken.” Feliciano said. “Otherwise we would not have to make so many trips to the river.”
“I know a few things about engineering, maybe later I could take a look.” Louise offered.
Feliciano smiled at her. “Perhaps.”
Lovino rolled his eyes at the both of them however otherwise bit his tongue.
“Hey, how old is this house?” Louise asked.
“About one hundred years old. Plus or minus ten or twenty years.” Feliciano said.
“How long were you gone that it’s like this?” she mumble under her breath.
“Pardon?”
“Nothing!”
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“You have a strange method of dressing.” Feliciano commented while they examined the plumbing.
Louise glanced down at herself before back at him. “What do you mean?”
Feliciano glanced at her tank top that showed the size of her chest to the camouflage colored pants that were tucked into her combat boots to the short hair and the gun strapped to her side.
“I am just used to girls dressing in a more feminine way.” he finally said.
Louise rolled her eyes. “Trust me, this is a lot more comfortable than those dresses you have up there.”
The smile never left his face. “Some girls find them to be more comfortable as you say.”
“Dresses, when you try anything in them, get tangled in the wrong places and just slow you down.” she said. “Trust me; they aren’t something anyone should wear.”
“And trust me when I sat that beautiful girls should not be dressing so masculine.” he said, watching her blush from the corner of his eyes.
“I like being masculine.” Louise protested. “I hate being feminine.”
“Ah, I understand now.” Feliciano said nodding. “You are a man trapped in a woman’s body.”
It was worth dodging both the wrench and the dog flying at him for the look on her face.
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“I still don’t understand why I’m doing this.” Louise said trying to maintain her balance. “I thought we were cleaning the house.”
“We are.” Feliciano said as he nodded. “However this is also the proper time to teach you proper ways of being a woman.”
“I know enough.” Louise protested.
“You know nothing.”
“Which is enough.”
Feliciano shook his head as he carefully fixed the book that was laying on top of Louises head. “Now walk.”
Louise took a few steps forward trying to keep the book on her head. “And what exactly does this do?”
“It helps you find a balance.” Feliciano said. “It teaches you to walk with your back straight.”
He watched as she walked slowly around the room with the book on her head.
“This might work better if you were wearing heels.” he said glancing at her boots.
Louise snorted. “There’s no way I would ever wear heels.”
“Some occasions might require you to wear a dress and heels.” Feliciano said. “Regardless this is a good practice for you. Your language is something else that we will work on.”
Louise glared at Feliciano. “What the hell is wrong with my language?”
“Well for a start a lady should never use such crude language.” Feliciano said.
Louise laughed and said “Feliciano you’re nothing to get anywhere with this.”
Feliciano smiled again. “There is no harm in trying.”
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Louise was tossing and turning in the bed. Giving up she sat up and rubbed her eyes.
After a half hour of those…lessons that Feliciano basically forced her to participate in she had had enough and left to look once more at the plumbing and around a hour of cursing and a few hurt fingers they had somehow managed to use their meager tools to fix the plumbing to allow water to flow through the house.
However for the time being, and until she would be able to test the water, she wasn’t going to trust it.
Rubbing the side of her nose lightly she slid out of the bed and walked to the lantern. Lighting it she took it and started to walk through the hallways.
This was alright right? Neither Feliciano nor Lovino had told her anything of not going through the house.
Aster had awoken as well and was now padding alongside her mistress silently.
Louise glanced down at Aster before they continued to walk through the hallways quietly to not disturb the brothers.
She stopped in front of one door. When she reached out towards the doorknob she realized her hand was shaking. Shaking her head she quietly turned the doorknob and glanced into the room.
It was empty, that was something that she was thankful for as she entered the room and glanced around.
It seemed identical to all of the other bedrooms. Canopy bed, desk, closet, nightstand, doors, as well as a bathroom that was connected to the room.
Louise pressed her hand to her forehead. She suddenly had obtained a headache from entering the room.
“You will damage your eyesight if you read with candlelight father.” her own voice said in her mind.
Father? Her father had died years ago, along with her mother.
“The doctor said that he believes you are going to become better in a few days.”
“Yes, I believe that you are going to die soon.”
Louise fell to her knees as she grasped her head tightly. Images flashed through her mind. Herself pulling the curtains in this room back. A sickly looking man holding a cup of tea lecturing her.
Despair. Fear. Sadness. Acceptance.
The image of a man was clear in her eyes and mind. He looked identical to her. His long blonde hair was drawn back into a ponytail and he had piercing blue eyes, both the same shade as her own. He held a walking stick in hand although in this picture there was clearly nothing wrong with either of his legs.
Herself. Wearing a long red dress that reached the floor and was completely modest. Her long hair was gathered in a tight bun and her own eyes were as piercing as the mans. Her hands were clasped in front of her and an iron cross necklace hanged around her neck. Two long thin and sharp swords were holstered at her sides much like her guns were now. Although the dress fell to the floor she could almost feel the heels clad on her feet. Aster was by her side as well.
Louise barely registered that she was screaming. Her throat started to rasp and hurt slightly however she paid no attention to it.
She could barely register Feliciano and Lovino appearing. Feliciano kneeled in front of her and placed his hands on her shoulders in an attempt at comfort and asking “What’s wrong?”
Louise was clutching her head and shook her entire body. Her nails dug into her scalp as she screamed.
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She was dreaming. That was the only real answer she could come up with. The dream consisted of her wearing the dress from her vision walking with a tray in her hand through the hallway with Aster by her side.
She stopped in front of the same door she had when she had been awake and reached up to knock on it.
“Father?” she could see her arm moving to knock on the door and could even imagine the wood of the door and the metal of the tray she was holding.
“Father. I am coming in.” she heard her own voice say as she turned the doorknob.