AxisXWerewolf!Reader: Now What? [Italy's Ending]

  Beep! Beep! Beep!
 
  You growled at the alarm clock thinking maybe it would turn off.
 
  Beep! Beep! Beep!
 
  It continued to sing you the song of it's people. One of the most annoying sounds in the world. Your right foot twitched and your ears flicked. You wiggled your hand just to make sure you weren't in wolf form.
 
  More than once you have gotten so relaxed in the night that you woke up as a wolf. It was a strange... surprise for Ludwig one morning when he came into your room to wake you up.  He doesn't go into your room in the morning anymore.
 
  You lifted a sleepy hand and turned off the wretched machine. Stirring slightly you felt arms tighten around your waist. Instantly your face heated up and you glanced down, ever so slightly, to see a head of auburn hair pressed into your side.
 
  This isn't the first time this has happened. You often awoke to find the little Italian in your room, most of the time hugging you. Ludwig said he used to do that to him but it seems you are his new target.
 
  You didn't mind it, but you could never stop the heat from rising to your face. You poked Feliciano's head and he made little 'Ve~' noises. You smiled and tried not to laugh at how cute he was being.
 
  Your eyes handed on his curl which stuck straight up in the air. You poked it and it seemed to twitch and bounce. You swatted at it like a kitten with a piece of string. You were sure it was your wolf curiosity making you so amused by these actions but you didn't care.
 
  Eventually you accidently pulled his curl a little bit and he shot up from your side clutching his head.
 
  "Ow!" he stared at you with a look of betrayal, "Bella!"
 
  "Sorry Feli, I had to," you apologized.
 
  He twirled the curl in his finger and smiled, "I suppose it's okay!"
 
  "Good," you mused, "Now good morning. Get out of my room."
~*~
 
  You ran your fingers through your hair after you got out of the shower and picked through your dresser to find some clothes to wear. Suddenly you heard a little surprised yelp, from Feli no doubt, echo from downstairs.
 
  "Dummkopf! We can't eat pasta for breakfast!" that was Ludwig...
 
  "Why not!" Feli cried and you laughed.
 
  "Its not breakfast food! I am to busy so you need to go shopping!"
 
  "I'll take Japan with me," Feli beamed.
 
  "Nein! Whenever you take him somewhere he gets all freaky!"
 
  That was the truth. It took forever to break Kiku's Italian/Japanese mix accent.
 
  "Fine then I'll take ______," Feliciano said.
 
  Why am I being signed on for things without consultation, you sighed.
 
  You started going through your dresser again when the door flew open, "_______! We are going to the store."
 
  You stared at him from across the room, wearing nothing but a towel.
 
  You growled darkly and threw a shoe at him.
~*~
 
  "Okay bella~ Ludwig wants us to get.." you zoned out as Feliciano read from a list of demands- err... requests from Ludwig.   "Thats nice and all Feli..." you said, "But did we really need to go to the mall for all that stuff?" The last time you were brought to the mall was several months ago and you were still getting the ropes of being... normal. Naturally, now you weren't as crazy but still.
 
  "Si! There is some stuff we need to go in here for," Feliciano grabbed your hand and dragged you in through the front entrance, " Andiamo!" ((Let's go!))
 
  You let Feliciano drag you through the entrance and he didn't let go of your hand when you slowed down. He looked at the list, "First lets get the tools Ludwig needs to work on the shed! Where should we go for that..."
 
  "He is finally going to fix the shed?" the shed out in the yard was damaged in the last rainstorm, "Its about time I suppose. Sears maybe?"
 
  "Lets go to Sears then!" Feliciano  marched off, still dragging you behind him.
 
  "I'm getting the tools though, you can't tell the difference between a screwdriver and a nail gun. And thats saying something."

~*~
 
  After a quite a bit of shopping you took the list from Feliciano, "What is next?" Lotion for Germany. Wait- what?
 
  "Ah~ Ludwig's lotion. He needs it for his hands because they are chapped and callused from working out too much~" Feliciano explained and you simply stared at him.
 
  "Well then," you sighed, "Let's go. Where do you get said hand lotion?"
 
  "Bath and Body Works," Feli said and skipped off to the store.
 
  "He really is shameless isn't he..." you muttered and followed the skipping Italian.

~*~
 
  Don't turn around... you could hear the girls behind you talking about Feliciano.
 
  "Aww look at that cute boy!"
 
  "Look at his curl~"
 
  "Did you hear him talk? He has an Italian accent!"
 
  You took a deep breath, not sure of why you were getting so worked up. You looked at Feli who was looking for Ludwig's 'certain scented lotion'.
 
  Grabbing something for yourself you looked up to see Feliciano talking to the girls. Words hit you super radar ears, "Why hello ladies~"
 
  You growled and walked over to the Italian laying an arm on his shoulder, "Hey Feliciano, did you get the lotion?"
 
  "Are they dating?"
 
  "He totally already has a girlfriend."
 
  Feliciano took no notice to the girl's whispers, which you could hear perfectly, "Oh, si bella~."
 
  You smiled, shot a smirk at the girls, and dragged Feliciano to the counter to pay.
 
 
  The rest of the walk around the mall you were in a slightly pouty mood. Feliciano wrapped his arms around your waist on the way out to the car and you made a squeaking noise.
 
  "Bella, what's wrong? You seem angry," he asked.
 
  "I'm not angry," you tried to pry the Italian from your waist.
 
  "I know why you're angry," he stated, "It's because of those girls."
 
  "No it wasn't," you denied.
 
  "Si, it was. I am sorry you got jealous," he said and you looked back at him, your face red.
 
  "I'm not-" you were cut off because Feliciano snaked around to your front and grabbed your chin. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against your, right there in the parking lot. Feli wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer. You faintly re-called seeing something somewhere that said 'Italians are the lovers'. Actually- was that on one of Feli's T-shirts? Either way, you didn't doubt it.
 
  "Feli," you said after he pulled away a bit.
 
  "Shhh bella. You don't need to be jealous anymore," he said, his voice was lower and not at its usual happy tone. It freaked you out but you kind of liked it at the same time.
 
  "I thought I told you I wasn't jealous," you retorted.
 
  "Do we need to go through this again?" he asked innocently, his happy tone returning.
 
  You smirked, "Yes," and this time you kissed him.
 
  "Hey Feli. I love you and all but... we should get out of the road before we get hit by a car."
 
  "Si... I agree," and Feliciano dragged you off to the car to go home.
 
  It really was a productive day.