Street kids part 9 axis 2

"Why?" She asked in between giggles. Angel shrugged in response. The rest of the night was full of giggles towards the male's sleep habits.

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The girls 'woke up' early the next morning with Delilah in bed with Feli and Kiku waking up. Hearing Kiku get off the bed and feeling sun on her eyes, Angel stirred lightly to make it appear as though she was asleep before sitting up and rubbing her eyes. "S-sorry! I didn't mean to wake you!" Kiku whisper-yelled, glancing over to be sure he didn't wake the smiling Italian or the 'sleeping' German.

Angel dismissively waved to him. He shut up as she hopped off the bed, and knelt down next to Delilah's 'sleeping' form. "Öffnen Sie Ihre Augen, ich weiß, du wach bist," She whispered. Delilah slowly opened her eyes and met Angel's with a playful glare.

Delilah sat up and yawned. "Morning!" She said through the yawn. She looked down at her bed-mate and shook her head. Delilah got off the bed and the two girls followed Kiku downstairs to the kitchen.

"What about Feli?" Angel asked, realizing he didn't wake up at all.

"He and Lovino vill be avake once breakfast is ready," Ludwig said, passing the trio on his way to the kitchen. He pulled a bunch of things from a bunch of places and began to cook. Kiku lead the girls to the table to sit and wait.

After some time, they all heard a certain Prussian yell from the basement, "UGH VHEN VILL AUSTRIA GET HEAR IT SOUNDS HORRIBLE RIGHT NOW!!!" The girls looked to eachother, nodded, and ran to the basement to investigate.

They sneaked down the stairs and looked past the railing where the wall ended. Gilbert and Francis were standing with some instruments, Gil with a guitar around him and Francy-pants behind a drumset. A stray keyboard and a mic lay a small way from them. "Let's just practise our parts zhen while waiting?" Francis suggested. Gil shrugged and closed his eyes before he started to play as did Francis. The girls tip-toed past, Angel sat at the keyboard and Delilah grabbed hold of the microphone. They waited for their parts as the guys kept their eyes closed.

Ich fühl mich verloren - allein
Bitte halt mich ganz fest – ich bin
so schwach und so klein
Komm bleib nah bei mir
Ich brauch dich so sehr, weil ich
mich im Dunkeln verlier
Komm mir nicht zu nah
Mir geht's wieder gut, ich komme
alleine schon klar
Ich bin stark – du wirst sehen
Bitte lass mich jetzt los,ich weiß
ich bin schwer zu verstehen
Bitte geh, bleib bei mir
Bin ganz einfach kompliziert

Ich bin Mädchen, ich bin Frau.
Manchmal Engel, manchmal
Sau. Ich bin heiß, ich bin eiskalt,
Manchmal jung und
manchmal alt. Ich bin Mädchen ich
bin Frau. Manchmal
dumm und manchmal schlau. Ich bin
sauer ich bin süß,
manchmal nett und manchmal fies.

Willst du alles oder nichts?
So bin ich

( I feel lost - alone
Please hold me - I am
So weak and small
Come, stay close to me
I need you very much, because I
Lose myself in the dark
Don't come to close to me
I feel good again, I can
Manage it on my own
I am strong - you will see
Please leave me now, I know
I am hard to understand
Please go, stay with me
I am simply complicated

I am a girl, am a woman
Sometimes an angel, sometimes
A hog. I am hot, I'm cold
Sometimes young and
Sometimes old. I am a girl, am
A woman. Sometimes
Stupid and sometimes clever. I am
Sour, I am sweet
Sometimes nice and sometimes mean

Do you want everything or nothing?
That's the way I am
Do you want everything or nothing?
I am me)

The guys let the girls finish the chorus and stopped playing. Both girls stopped and looked to the males. Silence hung in the room until Francis broke out laughing, to which everyone else looked at him weirdly. "Didn't expect you girls to know zhat," the Frenchman stated, calming down a bit.

Both girls rolled their eyes and began back upstairs where they smelled food. Gil and Francis put away their instruments and quickly follow, sitting with everyone else. Plates of breakfast food had been passed out and all dug in. In the small silence Angel noticed a small but undeniably noticable detail: the Italians were shirtless. She absent-mindedly continued eating, yet continued to stare at the thin yet well-toned male bodies. Gil and Francis smirked, giggling to themselves. "You two'a sound like'a little ragazze!" Lovino said, pointing his fork at the giggling boys. Angel blinked her eyes and continued eating, blushing up a storm. Lovino looked to the brunette girl. "Are'a you okay, ragazza?" He asked leaning over a corner of the table to feel Angel's forehead. Her blush increased at the closer view of his chest and slightly sagging shorts. "Is'a something'a wrong?"

"No! Nothing! I'm fine!" She near yelled, pushing him away. He sat back down as the young girl became interested in the floor below the table. Delilah held back a giggle while Gil and Francis burst out laughing.

Angel grabbed her gun from her shorts and pointed it at the two laughing males, immediately making Gil shut up and Francis squeel in horror. Delilah couldn't help it and started laughing. "I get that you're French but are you sure your male?!"

Angel lowered her gun a bit, laughing at her sister's remark. "Hm, would you like to check for me?" The Frenchman asked with a wink.

"I'm assuming you're over 21 years of age?" Delilah asked. Francis nodded with a smirk. "Neither of us are of consentual age, and you will be imprisoned for..." she paused, thinking for a moment. "Oh Gott. Angel, do you remember?"

"A few months to.. six years, I believe," Angel stated. The blonde male looked dumb-founded.

"Zhey have a point, you know," Ludwig said to which the albino nodded.

"I can wait a season for you~" Fancis cooed.

"How do you know when our birthdays are?" Angel demanded. The blonde male shrugged, the shit-eating smirk still on his face. Angel pushed her plate towards the center of the table and got out of her seat. Delilah put her fork down and followed.

"Oi! Vhere do you zhink you're going?" Gil asked, his red eyes narrowed at the girls.

"To the room you put us in," Angel answered. "No worries, we can't go anywhere. We aren't stupid enough to jump out of a second-floor wndow."

After walking through the living room into the foyer, as the girls were about to walk upstrairs, Lovino and Feli peaked around the doorway to the living room. "Oh, ragazze! Would you'a like to get a bit of'a target practice?" Lovino asked. Dellah's interest was peaked and she raised an eyebrow to Angel whom shrugged.

They walked to the Italians and followed them through the kitchen and out to the back yard. There was an in-ground pool near the patio with a slightly raised wooden deck and pool-house with a shooting range a few yards back. "You'a go on ahead, we're'a gonna get'a dressed," Feli informed the girls, running into the pool house with his brother .

"Ah, I wanted to see more flustered faces from Angel to see how she works with it," Delilah snickered.

Angel blushed furiously and pushed Delilah enough to make her lose her balance whilst shouting "Shut up!". Not remembering the water behind her, Delilah let herself fall. Frightened when water was felt instead of ground, her name being shouted was the last thing she heard before water filled her ears and mouth.

Immediately, Angel jumped in and grabbed Delilah's out-stretched hand. She pushed the semi-concious girl to the surface, thus pushing herself farther downward. The brothers saw Delilah surface, gagging and gasping, and immediately ran over. Feli assisted Delilah out of the pool and Lovino, seeing no sign of Angel on land, dived into the water. Openning his eyes slightly, he saw the blurry form of Angel, surrounded by her hair and small air bubbles coming from her nose. He quickly swam to her and held her close as he swam to the surface.

Feli watched them surface, with Delilah sitting on the side of the pool trying to regain her breath. Lovino swam to the pool-side with Angel in his arms. With help from Feli, he lifted her to the solid ground and lied her down. She was barely breathing but was still alive. "Angelo! Angelo, wake up'a!" Lovino yelled. She started coughing and water splurted from between her lips. Her eyes opened slowly to see the auburn haired Italian that shouted at her. Angel saw the scared look upon his face turn to relief. "Don't you'a die on'a me," he said, hints of a smile on his face.

"Don't worry, not that sick of you guys," Angel joked. "Is Delilah okay?"

"Am I okay?!" Delilah repeated. "Damn it, Angel, you were under there longer than I was!"

"You can't swim though."

"Neither can you!"

The girls continued to argue out of care, with the boys on their knees next to each of them. Finally, they both just sigh and smile at each other. Angel sat up, using her arms for support, and came face to face with her savior. They stayed there for a bit, just gazing at each other. They stayed like this until they heard a feminine voice call, "Italy, aren't you going to come see me?"

Feli's face lit up like a christmas tree screaming, "Miss Hungary!" as he ran to the door and hugged a light brunette woman with an elegant, noble dress. All three watched as she looked towards them. "Italy, vhere are your pants?" She asked lookng him over. The girls just realized Feli didn't have pants on. "And Romano, vhere's your shirt?" And then realized Lovino wasn't wearing a shirt. The woman walked out towards the three. "Why are you all soaked?" She sounded like an over-bearing mother.

"Wait... did you just call him Romano?" Delilah asked holding back a laugh. She released her laughs and said between them, "Sis, stop staring at the cheese; we can't afford it!!"

Angel smiled a little then realized. "I'm more curious as to why you called each other by country names," she said pointing to the woman Feli refered to as Hungary.

Lovino sighed. "Ragazze, this is'a Elizabeta. Elizabeta these are'a Delilah and Angel," he explained, gesturing to each female as he said their names.

"Ah, so zhese are zhe girls Gil told us about. Angel, your hair is making a puddle," she giggled a bit, seeing the long hair hang off her back and drip onto the ground.

"Ve~ I can'a fix that'a," Feli said, running out of the house with a small stack of towels. He dropped one on each of their heads. They each took the towels off their heads a little irritated with his passing style.

Angel wrung out her hair before drying it a bit with the towel. "Oi, Angel," Delilah called as she pulled an arrow from the quiver hidden under hoodie. "Wanna do something about this?" Delilah sat on her knees behind Angel.

"Do you'a always have'a your weapons with'a you?" Lovino asked. Both girls nodded as though it was common knowledge. "Give'a me your'a gun," he demanded, outstretching his hand to her. She looked as though he said he said something about hurting her dog. "The gun was submerged in chlorine, let me strip it and clean it. I'll be careful, I promise."

Angel reluctantly handed him the hand gun. The Italian male stood up, his pants still dripping wet, and walked to the table on the patio. Feli retrived a small towel as well as gun "oil" and brought it to his dripping brother. The three females watched as he quickly disasembled the firearm, dried it, and lubricated the proper parts before looking back to Angel. "Well?" He said expectantly.

"Could you put my pistol back together?" Angel asked before hesitantly adding, "Please?"

"Si, of'a course!" He exclaimed as he put the gun back together in military record speed. He handed it back to her and watched Delilah play with the brunette's wet hair. "Are you going to'a cut her'a hair?" He asked, pointing to the tip of the wet arrow.

"There's no point in keeping it long, she and Becca both have short-ish hair and I could use mine for a seat," Angel stated bluntly.

"If you vant, ve can go inside and I'll do it for you?" Elizabeta offered, pointing to the door.

Delilah shook her head. "You can fix it up afterwards, but I've been waiting for the day she let me do this," she said excitedly before bitting the shaft of the arrow and grabbing Angel's hair ponytail style.

Feli asked, "Why'a wa-" but stopped as he saw Delilah signing 'cut it off' across her neck. "Ve~ nevermind, I'a forgot the'a question!" Delilah smiled at him as she grabbed the arrow and swiftly cut through Angel's hair. Small hair strands fluttered around as Delilah held up the large amount of hair in victory.

"My head is lighter!" Angel screamed in excitement jumping from her spot on the ground. Delilah got up as well, smiling like a dork.

"Here, vhy don't ve get you three cleaned up and zhen I can finish your hair? How does a pixie cut sound?" Elizabeta suggested. Angel nodded eagerly and retrived her towel. The wet trio dried themselves off enough to go inside and wash. After the three each took showers, and Liz did Angel's hair, the girls were in a spare bedroom getting dressed.

"I'M NOT WEARING A DAMN DRESS!! IT'S BAD ENOUGH YOU GOT ME IN UNCOMFORTABLE LINGERIE! I'M NOT PUTTING THAT ON!" Delilah procceeded to spew swear words at the stubborn Hungarian.

"Um, Delilah?" Angel mumbled. Delilah looked at her to see her in a green maid dress. She had on knee-high socks and flats as well.

"You look so cute in that!" Delilah exclaimed, observing the dress a bit closer.

"Then vhy von't you vear one?" Elizabeta asked in an exhausted tone.

"I don't do cute," the German girl answered bluntly.

The girls heard a small knock at the door. "Oi, ragazza. After hearing your yelling, Feli and I agreed that you can borrow some of our clothes," Lovi called from the other side of the door.

Angel did a small hand motion saying she'll get it. "Thank you!" Delilah called out. "Give him a hug for me, Sis?"

Angel left the room, closing the door behind her, and came face to face with Lovino. "Ciao, bella -er- ragazza," he stuttered out, correcting himself after accidentally allowing himself to compliment her.

"Oh, um hi, danke," Angel stuttered back. She looked to the ground and slipped past him and into his room. When she opened the door, Feli shoved a stack of clothes in her face. "Danke, Feli!" She said before returning to the door with the clothes. She quickly slipped Lovi a hug, saying, "Delilah told me to." and rushed into the room. Delilah took the clothes, got dressed, and emerged with the other girls. Feli gave her a blue safari type outfit with a black button-up shirt, blue tie, and really comfy boots.

"Danke, jungs," Delilah remarked, gesturing to her outfit.

"Oh! I forgot to inform you zhat zhe nobles are going to be here in a small vhile," Elizabeta mentioned.

to be continued, maybe