Blind Date

Summary: Gilbert had been forcing Ludwig to go on blind dates since he got to America. Every time they had ended leaving Ludwig feeling more and more insecure about himself. So Ludwig put his foot down and said no more. Gilbert, of course, didn't listen and made him go on one more. But could this Italian women be the match for him?

It all really started on Monday morning. It really all started fine. Ludwig woke up, made his bed, brushed his teeth, got dressed and then did his hair. That was all fine, if anything it had been a rather boring. What really had been the turning point in the epicenter that was Ludwig's daily life was that that morning Ludwig was to go eat breakfast with his older brother, Gilbert.

That, again, was not really all that different. Ludwig usually had at least one meal with his brother every few days. And on this particular day Ludwig was suppose to eat at IHOP at exactly ten-thirty. That, again was pretty normal. When Ludwig went to IHOP and Gilbert did not show up for another half hour, it seemed like a regular early get together. (At least when dealing with Gilbert.)

When Gilbert finally did show up, hair tousled and face sporting a shit eating grin, Ludwig didn't think twice about it. Gilbert said one of his usual excuses and he called over a waiter. The both ordered their usual meals, bacon and potato pancakes for Ludwig and for Gilbert he wanted was chocolate coco pancakes with extra whip cream and extra chocolate.

As soon as their waiter left, Gilbert's entire body seemed to straighten and became the serious lawyer that specialized in keeping dumb kids out of jail. "Ludwig, I have something to tell you."

Ludwig immediately caught on to the sudden serious attitude and thought the worse, "Vat's vong? Is Vader okay? Is his heart actink up again? Because I shtill have all of my vacation days so-"

Gilbert facade went right out of the window at the growing panic spreading on his little brothers face. "No, no. Dad's fine. Heart's fine." Ludwig entire body relaxed. "Dad definitely is not what I wanted to talk to you 'bout."

"Zen vat is it?" Ludwig could practically see taste the bad news that would come out of his brothers mouth.

Gilbert grinned at him once again. "I got you a date, little brother."

"Oh veally?" Gilbert had set him up on a few dates before. All of them turned out hopelessly awkward and not one of them ended well. It seemed to Ludwig that going on dates just wasn't his thing. He seemed to always come off as to gruff and brooding like. One girl had bluntly stated that she thought he was a psychopath that would kill her if she brought him home. After that Ludwig had told his brother that he was not going to go on any blind dates again.

"Yep," Gilbert hummed. "And you ain't gonna give me any crap 'bout this. 'Cause this one is personal for me." Ludwig raised an eyebrow. "It is!" Gilbert exclaimed. "Okay, ya know my buddy 'tonio?"

"Yes." Antonio Carriedo had been Gilbert's friend since middle school. He was a seemingly happy Spaniard that had a thing for tomatoes. Him, Gilbert and a Frenchman named Francis had been infamous Bad Touch Trio.

"Yeah, well, ya know his girlfriend? Lovina?" Ludwig vaguely remembered the angry Italian. "Well, she got a sister."

"A sister?"

Gilbert nodded eagerly. "Yep, a baby sister. Feliciana."

"And vat exactly does zat have to do vith me?" Ludwig gruffly asked. He could practically taste the bad news that was going to come out of his brothers mouth.

"I kinda-" At that moment the waiter decided to show with their order. Their pancakes were placed in front of the two respectively. The waiter told them to ask if they needed anything, then went to deal with an angry old man waving his hand.

The two brothers began to eat their meals. Gilbert horsing his down as if he had never had this meal before in his life. Ludwig on the other hand methodically cut his pancakes into nice even triangles that crunched when he bit into the bacon. Ludwig had even started to forget about his brothers apparent news when Gilbert started speaking with his mouthful. Half chewed pieces of pancakes flying out of Gilbert mouth to hit his unsuspecting brother in the face.

Ludwig recoiled in horror at the piece of chocolate that was previously covered in his brother's saliva, stuck with a smacking sound onto his face. Dropping his fork Ludwig swung up to aggressively wipe his face. Gilbert started to laugh at the most priceless expression appeared on his baby brother face. Laughing seemed to make even more food start to shoot out of Gilbert's mouth and toward the direction of Ludwig's general mass.

Seeing even more damn chocolate come hurtling toward him and his innocent pancakes Ludwig threw a napkin at his brother's mouth. Luckily, or skillfully depending on how you look at it, it landed smack dab in Gilbert chortling mouth. That seemed to shut the chocolate devil up.

Looking hard at his brother Ludwig looked down at his pancakes, searching for any sign of chocolate. Ludwig was relieved to see that his pancakes had been spared from any chocolate.

It took a few moments for the two to move on from the ordeal, Gilbert started to babble on about something or another. Ludwig had practically become a master when it came to ignoring Gilbert's rants. He only listened occasionally, and when he did it usually was because Ludwig himself was somehow involved.

Ludwig was practicing his ignoring skills when he suddenly caught, "So you an' Feli are gonna go on a date."

"Who?" Ludwig asked.

"Feli." Gilbert repeated, "Haven't you been listenin'?"

"No."

"Lovina's little sister? The baby Vargas? You really haven't been listening, have you?"

"It's hard to listen to somethink ven you hafe not said anythink." Apparently he chose the wrong time to tune out.

"Whatever you want to tell yourself to 'scuse you not listening." Gilbert smuggling told him.

"Vatever." Ludwig frowned at his older brother.

"You're going on this date, Ludwig." For shit and giggles Gilbert added, "You really need to get laid." It was totally worth it at the reddening face of his baby bro. Man, was he such a virgin.

Ludwig sputtered the remaining spit from his mouth. "I- I- Vat it not important!"

"Ah, c'mon. Might loosen you up a bit." The white haired man laughed at his blushing brother. "And I heard that Italians are really good lays too." Suddenly Gilbert straighten again, his serious face showing. "But seriously, you better be good on this date. At least better then the other ones. My livelihood depends on it."

"Vat makes it efen a better reason to not go."

Gilbert exaggeratedly leaned against the booth table. "Buuuut Luuuudwiiiggg."

"No. No more blind dates."

"But its not a blind date!" Gilbert reasoned, "You know her! She's a friend of a friend!"

"A friend of a friend vom I hafe not met!" Ludwig hated to raise his voice in public, but his brother was a thick headed idiot who would not listen to reason.

"Ludwig pleeeaasseeee! I told Lovina that you agreed! This is dangerous business! Lovina is dangerous, man! She'll practically castrate me! Then she'll come after you!" Ludwig just didn't know how scary Lovina Vargas was. It was like all the scary in the world was compacted into her tiny body. Her hot body, yeah, but her scary body nonetheless.

"I'm not going! If I agree to zis one, I know zat sere vill be a next one, and ze one after sat!" Ludwig was actually shouting now.

"It's to late now! I told her you would meet her at seven!"

"YOU DID VAT!?" Ludwig yelled, hitting the table making some silverware jump.

"Now, no need to yell!" Gilbert was finding his brother's overreaction quite hilarious. "At seven you're gonna meet her at Icarus Bistro, okay?"

Taking a deep breathe through his mouth and letting it out of his nose Ludwig tried to calm himself down. He knew he was acting ridiculous and odd, but this was something that Ludwig and Gilbert had fought about on more than one occasion. This just happened to be the breaking point.

"Vy chould I?" Ludwig asked quietly.

"'Cause you wouldn't keep an' expecting women waiting." Gilbert was exploiting Ludwig's good nature and he knew it.

Ludwig looked at his plate for a moment, deciding whether or not to tell his brother to fuck off and go on his way. But Ludwig couldn't help but get the image of a poor girl waiting for him and him not even being decent enough to show up.

Taking a deep sigh, Ludwig looked at his stupid older brother. The smug look on his face told him that he already knew Ludwig's answer.

"Alright, I'll do it."

Additional author note: Hi! I didn't have anyone beta this so if there are any mistake please tell me! It's also really nice to hear additional feedback so give me a review! Have a nice day, night or whatever!