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Ludwig saw her again. This time she was holding a basket while picking flowers. He noticed that they were in a meadow full of wild flowers. The girl hummed as she picked flowers. She wore a green dress with a white apron wrapped around her waist and a white cloth that covered her hair.
Ludwig walked over to her and greeted her. “Guten Tag, kleines. I see you’re picking flowers.”
She turned around and saw Ludwig, she smiled and waved him over. “Ciao, ciao! It's good to see you again~"
Ludwig nodded. “It's good to see you too. ”
“Will you help me pick some flowers?” the girl asked.
Ludwig blinked a few times before he could answer. It was weird, why was this girl oddly familiar? Every time he met her in his dreams, there was always this… sense of familiarity. Why was that?
He immediately shook the thought away and answered “Of course. Do you want me to carry that basket?”
The girl nodded. “Grazie, Lulu!” She handed him the basket over, before running off to pluck more flowers…..
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Ludwig woke up by the sound of his alarm clock. It was time for him to move. He had a schedule for today, even if it was a Saturday. He just didn’t want to be lazy during weekends.
He sat up and turned off his alarm clock. He yawned greatly and stretched his arms.
It seemed like he slept well. But Ludwig remembered that dream. That girl! She had been visiting him in his dreams for five nights already. Who was she? Ludwig barely remembered what he dreamt and could only remember some fragments of his dreams.
Ludwig was curious who that girl was.
He got ready and went downstairs to find his brother in the kitchen, whistling while making breakfast.
“Ah. Guten Morgen, Bruderherz.” Gilbert greeted. He was placing food on the table.
“Morgen Gilbert.” Ludwig gave a slight nod, before making coffee for the two of them.
As soon as everything was set on the table, Gilbert sat on the dining chair and looked at Ludwig.
“You know, Lutz. I think it’s one of those days where I’m the one who woke up first. Isn’t that awesome?” Gilbert said enthusiastically.
“Ja, ja.” Ludwig didn’t really pay much attention to his brother.
He tried to recall where he knew that girl. But it never worked, it just caused him pain. It happened every time when he tried to remember something before the car accident that happened years ago. He was twelve at that time, when his and Gilbert’s parents died in the wreckage. Ludwig was the only one who miraculously survived the accident. But at a cost, he had severe injuries and head trauma that caused amnesia. Ludwig hardly remembered anything before the accident, even his own parents, anyone as of matter of fact.
Luckily, Gilbert was hanging out with his friends when the accident happened. It took a lot of convincing until Ludwig knew who he was. Gilbert tried to help him during his recovery. He even tried to help him regain his memories but the doctors said that the damage to his brain was irreversible. Ludwig would never get those memories back. Gilbert devoted himself to be the awesome guardian for his little brother. Even though he was barely an adult at that time, who just turned eighteen. But Gilbert was by his side and supported him every step of the way. And for that Ludwig was grateful for his brother.
Gilbert noticed that something was off with his brother, for one thing Ludwig didn’t ask why he was up early, he usually would. And second the coffee began to overflow from Luwig’s mug. “Uh. Lutz. You okay, bro?” Gilbert asked.
He got not no reaction whatsoever from Ludwig. It was just one of those days again. Where Ludwig would have this distant look in his eyes, as if he was grasping for something that was within his reach. And Gilbert knew what it meant. It took him such great lengths for his brother’s health and safety. When Ludwig just got out of the hospital, after a few months after the accident, Gilbert told everyone who knew Ludwig that they shouldn’t try to remind him of his lost memories. It caused Ludwig so much pain one time when Gilbert tried to help him recall his memories. It just wasn’t worth the risk to do it again. Who knows what would happen next time.
Gilbert sighed and stood up. He walked over to Ludwig and took the mug from his hand. “Yo, Lutz.”
Ludwig blinked. Did he just space out? “Tut mir leid, Bruder.”
Gibert chuckled. “It’s ok. It happens to everyone.” He said and sipped coffee. “Ist alles in Ordnung mit dir?”
“Na ja….” Ludwig sighed. “I keep having this dream.” He confessed. Ludwig and his brother told each other everything, there were no secrets between them.
“Oh, Bruder. Everyone has that kind of dream.” Gilbert nudged his elbow to his brother and wiggled his eyebrows. He tried to act idiotic as possible so Ludwig could focus on something else. Even if it's a topic Ludwig did not look forward to.
Ludwig blushed. He felt embarrassed when they discussed anything related to sex. Or romance. “Nein! I wasn’t talking about that! That’s not what I meant!” He said frantically.
“Oh.” Gilbert blinked and laughed at his "failed" guess. “Is that so? What was the dream then, kleiner Bruder?”
“Ah, well. There was this girl-”
Gilbert immediately cut off his brother with a snort. “And you’re saying it’s not a sex dream? That’s how they start! Ach kleiner Bruder.” He shook his head.
Ludwig could feel his blood starting boil. His left eye twitched and he gritted his teeth. He was beginning to lose his patience with his brother. Ludwig was known for his bad temper after all.
“Like I said,” Ludwig began, “it’s not like that.” He sighed before continuing, “First of all, that girl was around eight years old, I think. And I’ve been seeing her in my dreams constantly.”
Gilbert grimaced. “Lutz. You know that’s pe-”
“That’s not what happened! Du Vollidiot!” Ludwig snapped, as his face turned red.
“Okay. Calm down. Yeesh. I was just teasing. Weißt du.” Gilbert said with a smile.
Ludwig sighed. “Forget it. It’s not that important.”
Ludwig just wanted to drop the subject. It was rather annoying how his brother was reacting so childishly. He’d never admitted to Gilbert but he really can be a cause of an overwhelming headache.
“What? Komm schon. Tell me. I’m not going to make fun of you….” Gilbert paused and muttered under his breath, “Probably.”
Ludwig wasn’t in the mood to lose his patience today. He was debating if he should just tell him or not. He decided it was for the best that Gilbert was not the best listener for this conversation.
“Bruder, bitte.” Ludwig pleaded. He glanced at the clock that was hanging on the wall. “It’s time for me to go anyways.”
“What?! Where are you going? You didn’t even have breakfast.”
“It’s Saturday, remember?” Ludwig slightly tilted his head when he spoke. “I’ll eat at Feli’s, pretty sure he’s making pasta right now.”
Gilbert grinned. “Alright. Say hi to Feli for me~”
“Ja, ja.”
When Ludwig left, Gilbert could not help but feel hope. The girl that Ludwig talked about…
Gilbert laughed at the thought. Maybe, just maybe, Ludwig was finally remembering.
The doctors did mention before they left that there was a slight chance that Ludwig would get his memories back but it was up to Ludwig, and Ludwig alone.
“Well I'll be damned.”