I'll Never Let Go CH. 3

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or its characters, James Cameron's Titanic, or the RMS Titanic.
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The sound of the instruments were blaring down in third class. While first and second class had their own band to play for them, many of the third class passengers knew how to many their own instruments, and often played for all of the third class to enjoy together. Feliciano was sitting at a table, watching Gilbert dance with a small child with a pink ribbon in her hair. One of the passengers was trying to ask Feliciano something, but he had a hard time understanding the passenger.
"I'm sorry, I can't understand you." Feliciano told him, raising his voice over the music.
"I'm going to dance with him now, alright?" Gilbert told the small girl. She nodded, albeit disappointed, as Gilbert grabbed Feliciano from behind.
"W-Wait, I can't-!" Feliciano began to protest.
Gilbert chuckled. "We'll have to get a bit closer, like this." He placed his hand around Feliciano's back, and pulled him in closer. He then turned to Liechten.
"You're still my best girl, Liechten." He told her; she smiled at that.
"But I don't know the steps!" Feliciano panicked.
"It's alright, I don't either! Just unwind and dance!" The moment the music began to play, Gilbert and Feliciano began to dance. It was very uncoordinated at first, but they soon got the hang of moving their feet in synch with the music. Gilbert directed Feliciano to the center of the stage, where he began to tap his shoes on the ground. Feliciano smirked, and did the same, following Gilbert's every step. Antonio and the girl he was dancing with, some girl with short blonde hair wearing a headband, joined them on the stage as they began to dance around each other. It was in this moment that Feliciano realized that he had never been this happy when he was with members of first class.
After dancing, Lovino and Antonio were arm wrestling, very competitively, Feliciano pointed out. Gilbert got some drinks for the guys, and handed one to Feliciano. He began to drink the whole glass within seconds, causing Gilbert to stare at him in awe.
Feliciano turned to him. "What? You think someone in first class can't drink?" He began to laugh, until someone bumped into Gilbert, causing his drink to spill all over Feliciano.
Gilbert pushed the drunk guy aside, then turning his attention back to Feliciano. "Are you alright?"
Feliciano was laughing. "Yes, I am! Ve~ I've never had this much fun before~!" He quickly put his hand over his mouth, all embarrassed.
"Umm, what was that?" Gilbert smiled at him. "That small noise you made?"
Feliciano smiled back. "This is how I used to talk as a child! Ve~ I was forced to take speech classes to make me sound more...aristocratic! I haven't spoken like this in a long time!"
"Haha, it sounds really cute, Feli!" Gilbert put an arm around Feliciano's shoulder, while Feliciano was laughing like he had never laughed before. And it was a genuine laugh, not a forced one to make his mother and fiancée happy.
Little did they know that someone was spying on them from the staircase...

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On the first class promenade deck, Roderich and Feliciano were silently drinking tea at a small but elegant table. Feliciano was occupied with mixing some sugar in his tea, when Roderich began talking to him.
"Where were you, last night?"
Feliciano was unfazed by the suspicious tone in his fiancée's voice. "It is of no concern to you, I may go wherever I please."
"...Ludwig reported to me saying that he saw you down in third class...with Mr. Beilschmidt. What were you doing?" Roderich asked, with more venom in his voice.
"I see you had your lackey spy on me again? Charming." Feliciano took a sip of his tea.
Roderich stood up. "Don't toy with me, Feliciano."
Feliciano looked up at him. "I am not someone whom you may boss around as you please, and telling them what to do. I am your fiancée!"
"...My fiancée? My fiancée!" He stood close to Feliciano. "Yes you are, and you will honor me." He forcibly pushed the table, causing it to crash on the ground. "You will honor me the way someone should honor their husband." And with that, he walked away, leaving a stunned Feliciano and maid behind. The maid rushed to Feliciano's side.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry, we had an accident!" Feliciano shrieked, frantically trying to clean up the mess.
"It's alright, sir!" The maid tried to reassure her, which caused Feliciano to come back to his senses. He was still panicked, and began crying in his hands while the maid began cleaning.

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The maid was helping Feliciano put on his suit, while Feliciano stared blankly at his reflection in the mirror. Elizabeta walked into the room.
"Tea, please." She stated calmly. The maid left the room to fulfill the request, and Elizabeta took over her previous job.
"You are not to see that boy again." She told him, buttoning up his coat. "Feliciano, I forbid it."
"Oh stop it, Mother, you'll give yourself a nosebleed." Feliciano scoffed. Elizabeta put her hands on his shoulders, her grip tightening, causing Feliciano to wince in pain.
"This is not a game! You know the money is gone, right?" Elizabeta yelled. "You're father has left us nothing but bad debts hidden under a good name!" She looked her son in the eyes. "With this marriage, our money and social status will be secured."
Feliciano glared at her. "Of course I know, Mother. You remind me every day. But that doesn't mean that you have to involve me in your problems by forcing me to marry someone."
"How can you be so selfish? !"
"I'm being selfish?" Feliciano looked at Elizabeta as if he couldn't believe what she was saying.
Elizabeta sighed. "This is for the good of the family. Do you want to see me work as a seamstress?!" She put her hand over her mouth, on the verge of tears.
Feliciano frowned. "...This isn't fair."
Elizabeta smiled sadly. "Nothing in life is fair, Feliciano." She hugged him, then walked out of the room.

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Gilbert proceeded down the grand staircase. He ran into Mr. Honda making his daily rounds of checking to see if the ship was secure, exchanged a quick hello, and made it to the room where all the first class passengers were having Mass. He got up to the door, only to be stopped by two staff members.
"I'm sorry, but third class isn't allowed down here. Please go back to your side of the ship." One of the staff members told him.
"I'm just here to see someone." Gilbert said, trying to get in. Ludwig noticed him from inside the room and opened the door. He glared at Gilbert.
"Mr. Vargas and Mr. Edelstein appreciate all that you have done for them, and hope that this would suffice." He handed Gilbert a twenty dollar bill, who merely declined the offer.
"I don't want your money, I just want to see Feliciano." He said again, trying to see if he could spot Feliciano from the door.
Ludwig handed the money to the staff member. "Make sure he doesn't get in." And walked back inside. The staff member forcibly dragged Gilbert away, with Gilbert yelling in vain for Feliciano.

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Feliciano, Elizabeta, and Roderich were taking a stroll along the deck with Mr. Honda. Mr. Honda was explaining to them the many parts and accommodations on the ship. Feliciano's eyes wandered towards the lifeboats along the deck.
"Forgive me for asking, Mr. Honda, but to me it seems like there aren't enough lifeboats for everyone on board the ship." Feliciano told Mr. Honda.
Mr. Honda smiled sadly. "About half, actually. You don't miss a thing, do you Feliciano?"
Feliciano wasn't sure if he should smile or not at this comment. Mr. Honda continued.
"There are enough lifeboats for only half the people on board this ship. Of course, I had voiced my thoughts to have enough lifeboats for everyone, but...some thought that the ship would be too cluttered." Mr. Honda frowned. "So I was overruled."
Roderich smirked. "I don't even see why you would need any lifeboats on an unsinkable ship." He banged his walking stick against one of the boats.
As Feliciano began looking around at the boats, someone grabbed him from behind and pulled him into the gym area. Feliciano almost screamed until he realized who it was.
"Gilbert!"
"Shhh..." Gilbert said, looking around. "I wanted to see you."
Feliciano looked down. "I...I can't be with you. I can't be seen with you. You and I...we come from different worlds...you know this!"
Gilbert put his hand on Feliciano's shoulder. "Look at me, Feli." And Feliciano did. "I don't care if we come from different worlds. I've never felt this way about anyone else before. Please..." He gently caressed Feliciano's cheek. "Won't you come with me?"
Feliciano blushed slightly, but his eyes were full of sorrow. Tears began to well up in his eyes. "I...I can't..." He pushed Gilbert back and ran out of the room, leaving Gilbert behind.

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Gilbert looked outward from the bow of the ship, a cigarette in his mouth. He gazed at the sun setting on the horizon, when he heard footsteps behind him. Taking the cigarette out of his mouth, he turning around, and was shocked to see Feliciano standing behind him with a smile on his face.
"I change my mind..." Feliciano stated. "I want to go with you."
Smiling, Gilbert reached out to Feliciano. "Take my hand."
Feliciano took Gilbert's hand, and was guided to the edge of the railing of the bow.
"Close your eyes..." Gilbert whispered in Feliciano's ear. When he did, Gilbert carefully hoisted him up a little, spreading out his arms, and then putting his own hands on Feliciano's waist.
"Open them."
Feliciano opened his eyes, and was immediately blown away by the sight. It looked as if he was no longer on a ship, but rather soaring through the air like a bird. Finally...he finally felt free from the chains that had been holding him down.
"I'm flying!" Feliciano grinned. He slowly lowered his arms and put his hands over Gilbert's. Gilbert looked at Feliciano with a smile on his face. When Feliciano turned to looked at Gilbert, his smile disappeared. They stared into each other's eyes, almost like they were in a trance. They slowly brought their faces together, until finally, their lips met. They passionately kissed, still standing at the bow of the ship.

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Feliciano led Gilbert back to his room. Gilbert began looking around.
"Wow, so this is how first class lives. Classy." He said as he looked at all the decorative ornaments. Feliciano chuckled, while fiddling with the safe in the walk-in closet.
"Roderich always insists on lugging this giant thing around..." Feliciano finally got the safe open, pulling out a square shaped, flat black jewelry box. When he opened it to show Gilbert what was inside, Gilbert whistled.
"Wow, that's some diamond." He said, picking up blue diamond Roderich gave Feliciano.
"It's called The Heart of the Ocean." Feliciano looked over Gilbert's shoulder. "Gilbert, I want you to draw me like one of your French girls. Wearing this necklace."
Gilbert smiled, still looking at the necklace. "No problem."
Feliciano paused for a moment. "...Wearing only this necklace."
Gilbert looked at Feliciano, still comprehending what he had just said.

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While Feliciano was getting ready in a separate room, Gilbert was reorganizing the living room. He moved the couch towards the middle, and set up the pillows in a different position, carefully thinking of how to make the scene. Feliciano walked out of the room in nothing but a robe and a small purse.
Feliciano opened up the purse and pulled out a dime. "Ten cents, correct? I don't want to be disappointed." He smirked, giving Gilbert the dime. Feliciano then proceeded to remove the robe, revealing every inch of his body to a stunned Gilbert.
"Uh...lie down on the bed-" Gilbert stuttered before realizing what he just said. "-couch."
Feliciano chuckled before lying on the couch, putting an arm over his head. Gilbert helped him get into a perfect position, and then sat back down. He took out his charcoal and sketchbook, and after sharpening up the charcoal, he began to draw.
Gilbert was halfway done with the drawing, and only had the bottom half of Feliciano's body to go.
"I believe you are blushing, Mr. Artiste." Feliciano joked, seeing Gilbert's cheeks turn pink. "I don't think Monet ever blushed while doing artwork."
Gilbert looked up from his work. "Monet paints landscapes." Before going back to sketching.

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"And here you go." Gilbert smiled, handing Feliciano the drawing.
"Thank you." Feliciano proceeded to write something on the back of the drawing, before locking it in the safe, along with the diamond.
They then heard footsteps just outside the door, surprising both of them.
"Hurry, this way!" Feliciano whispered to Gilbert. They fled out the back door.
"Mr. Vargas?" Ludwig walked into the room, and immediately grew suspicious. He looked into each of the rooms, before exiting out the back door himself. When he turned the corner, he spotted Gilbert and Feliciano and began to run after them.
Feliciano and Gilbert turned around and spotted Ludwig. "Run!" Feliciano and Gilbert began running towards the elevators, stopping one of them from going up. "Down, hurry!"
The frightened steward complied and took the elevator down, just before Ludwig got to them.
Once the elevator landed, Feliciano and Gilbert got out and ran out a door.
"This guy is like a cop!" Gilbert said, laughing.
"I think he was!" Feliciano laughed as well, almost out of breath.
Ludwig ran down the stairs and spotted them from the window on the door.
"Uh oh, come on!" Gilbert and Feliciano began running towards the end of the hallway, before coming up to a door. They immediately closed the door behind them, before Ludwig could catch them.
The room they were now in was extremely loud, which caused them to cover their ears with their hands.
"Now what?!" Feliciano tried to yell over the noise.
"What?" Gilbert repeated back.
After following the passage way and down a ladder, they realized that they ended up in the boiler room.
"Hey, you two aren't supposed to be down here, it's dangerous!" A crew member yelled at them.
"You guys are doing fine, keep up the good work!" Gilbert yelled, before he a Feliciano ran through the workers (all of which looked at them in shock) and out of the boiler room, ending up in the storage deck, the lowest deck on the ship. After wandering around, they came across a Model-T automobile.
Feliciano cleared his throat, prompting Gilbert to open the passenger door for him.
"After you, sir."
"Why thank you." Feliciano got in the back of the car, while Gilbert got in the front. He honked the horn twice while laughing. Feliciano chuckled as well, before pulling Gilbert over the seats and into the back with him.
Gilbert and Feliciano cuddled with each other before kissing passionately. Feliciano then slowly grabbed hold of Gilbert's hand, and gently kissed each of his fingers. Gilbert stared at him.
"Are you sure...?" Gilbert began, but Feliciano cut him off.
"I want you to take me, Gilbert..." Feliciano stated while looking into Gilbert's eyes, and placing Gilbert's hand on top of his beating heart. Gilbert smiled at him, before kissing Feliciano again, and Feliciano slowly leaned back so that his back was parallel to the bottom of the seat. Gilbert gently crawled on top of Feliciano's body, still kissing him.
But while they were probably the happiest they have ever felt on this journey, neither of them could have imagined the impending doom that would soon happen, that would not only affect them, but everyone on the ship. The worst had yet to come...