"Feeeellllliiiiii", a familiar and soothing voice cooed. "Felici...wakey wakey~." Feliciano groaned and turned over. A sharp pain shot through the left side of his head. His eyes darted awake and quickly scanned the room. It was his room. The room he shared with Luciano for so many years. But that didn't make sense. He shot himself. In the head! He...should be dead...but no. Here he was. Head intact and fully functional.

Confused, Feliciano sat up which caused ye pain to worsen. Next to him was the little stuffed bear that Luciano had given him. His fingers brushed the soft fur.

"I should be dead."

"You are idiot." Feli jumped and spun around. Standing in the door way was his purple-red eyed Italian doppelgänger.

"L-Luciano!" Feli ran to hug Luci with tears in his eyes. Luciano hugged back and attempted to keep a straight and angry face, but a smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

"Shut it...this is no reason to be happy Feli. You're dead! You shouldn't be dead..." Luciano hugged Feliciano even tighter.

"I know Luci...I'm sorry..." Luci sighed and lifted Feli's chin up a bit.

"Hey...it's done and over with. We can't exactly get you back home anyway so..."

"Right...but...where are we...?" Feli let go of Luciano and looked around the room some more. "It looks like home to me."

"We, Feliciano Vargas, are in your heaven.." Luci took Feli's hand into his own.

"My own...heaven?"

"Yup. And the best part is, here, I won't leave you. Makes up for us being dead right?"

Feliciano smiled and nodded.

"Luciano Vargas. I'm more than happy to spend the rest of my afterlife here with you."