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What's this? I actually updated a story?
Yeah. I did.
See, I got out of anime. But it's okay, because I returned to liking Hetalia.
Chapter 4.
Tugging on his coat, Ludwig exited his car and made his way across the parking lot to meet Feliciano, who sat nonchalantly on the sidewalk, with two fishing poles and a few bags of different candy. Why he had agreed to come, he wasn't sure. Feliciano was dressed very casually for the occasion, in an orange tee-shirt and brown shorts. They had agreed to meet thirty minutes after school had ended, so that they could both prepare to go fishing, but Feliciano looked as if he had not moved, with the exception of the equipment beside him.
The blond felt strange in his fishing gear, even though Feliciano should have been the one feeling odd.
"Are you ready to go, Ludwig?" Feliciano inquired, ironically. Ludwig raised an eyebrow.
"I should be the one asking if you're ready, since you're wearing school clothes...where are we fishing, exactly?"
"It's a surprise."
"Then how will I know where to drive?"
"Simple - I'll be driving."
Ludwig turned his head to the old red Chevrolet and sighed. He wasn't willing to let the air-head drive his car, but he really didn't want to leave it in the parking lot. And it didn't look like Feliciano would be giving him directions. Hell, did he really want to experience another car ride with this guy? Before he realized it, though, he was in the vintage automobile, moving the seat belt across his chest. Feliciano packed the fishing gear in the trunk, and had Ludwig hold the candy.
"What kinds of fish are in this place?"
Feliciano looked at him as if he were insane. "Fish? Oh. Um...I don't know."
Ludwig glared at him. "Feliciano?"
"Yeah?"
"We're not actually going fishing, are we?"
He looked hurt. "Of course we are! Trust me, Luddy!"
Again with the cheesy nicknames...
He looked outside to see that they were, in fact, nowhere near any form of water. The two of them had stopped on the side of a slightly busy street, while Feliciano grabbed the fishing hooks.
"Feliciano, do we have to walk to the lake?" Ludwig asked, hoping for a normal answer. Instead, he was greeted with a huge smile.
"Ludwig, what is it about fishing that men love so much?"
"What?"
He handed him the fishing pole and started to head towards an intersection, where the branch of a large tree hung heavily above. Ludwig was lost.
"I mean...is it really catching fish that makes it such a sport? Or is it the patience? Perhaps the quality time of two people in utter silence, just waiting, bonding not with their words, but with their souls? I think that's what makes it so popular. The bonding."
"Bonding?"
Feliciano climbed the tree at a dangerous speed (dangerous because he was carrying the fishing pole so closely, with the hook swinging in front of his face) and reached the branch that hung over the intersection.
"Come on, Luddy! Bring the candy!"
Completely confused, Ludwig made his way up to where Feliciano was and sat beside him, though he went at a much slower pace. He sat down beside him, as Feliciano took the candy and baited his hook with a gummy worm, and cast it out into the middle of the street, just high enough so that it wouldn't hit a car. Ludwig just stared at him, gaping, until he realized that no one would recognize them, and he might as well humor the guy because he was probably special. So, he joined him.
The two sat in complete silence for thirty long minutes. Ludwig let out a sigh, and shook his head.
"What are we supposed to-"
"SHH. LUDDY. YOU'LL SCARE THE FISHES," Feliciano said, in a hushed yell.
Feliciano knew that they weren't going to catch anything - he wasn't completely insane. Only mildly. The trick to fishing, with him, was really in the silence. Ludwig began to realize that some of what he had said earlier was true - fishing in silence did have an eerie bonding effect with the two, even if they weren't on a boat, or near water, or trying to catch anything.
Occasionally, the blond would look up at his acquaintance, and feel a slight happiness inside of him. He wanted to ask if they were friends, but he knew that such a question really didn't need to be asked. Still, the answer would have brought him some inner peace.
Feliciano ate a gummy worm, and let half of it dangle out of his mouth, completely ruining the moment for Ludwig.
"Would you please finish eating that?" he asked, disturbed. (He was rather finicky.)
"Psh, be a man, Lud."
Lud? Seriously?
"We've been here for hours," Ludwig said, as he reeled in his line.
"Don't you want to watch the sunset?"
"Wh-Feliciano, it's only four."
"Four? Really? Wow. It sure does get darker fast during the fall...Well, if you insist on leaving..."
"We can hang out tomorrow? I've got some homework that needs to be done, anyways..."
"Sure, that sounds fine."
Feliciano rounded everything up and put the items back in his truck, then drove Ludwig home.
[Unfortunately, both of them completely forgot about Ludwig's car in the parking lot.]
"I'll see you, then," the blond said to his friend, stepping away in his car. Feliciano nodded.
"I could hang here?"
"You definitely could."
Feliciano took a look at Ludwig's house, and seemed to be in shock. He quickly shook it off.
"Ciao, then!"
End of chapter notes.
Seriously, though. I hate anime now. SOO much. I love Hetalia, and I'm an avid gamer...but anime just isn't "good" anymore, you know? It's not something you grow up with, like FMA was for me. It's more like something you watch when you're alone on weekends.
Sad.. OH. I got an Italian boyfriend. He's the most attractive creature to ever walk the planet. YAY ME.
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