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-Emmy
You were surrounded by steam and many hot male models, all wanting to pleasure you. Sighing, you laid against the rock of the hot spring and let the males do as they pleased.
That is until…
BEEPBEEPBEEP.
You groaned deeply before slamming your hand against the all the familiar off button on your annoying alarm clock. Slowly rubbing your tired eyes, you quickly took a scan around your near empty bedroom. You hated moving, for it was always a hassle to take your belongings down, and then once again put them back up.
But, you parents moved almost every year, and you had no choice but to follow then around like a dog on a leash. This year, your parents got offered a job in Berlin, Germany, and that was your current lactation. And with ever move you experienced, there had been many new friends and adventures.
"Dear, its time to get ready, if you don't you'll be late for school." You mom said as she lightly tapped against your wooden door.
You sighed, "Okay okay." You nearly forced yourself to pull out of the plethora of warm blankets that surrounded your body. Taking one last glance around your room, you walked into your bathroom to officially start out your day.
You only took one look at yourself in the mirror that hung around your door and nearly fainted. You didn't get how you were going to last a year in such a uniform. The black and white plaid skirt was the shortest you had ever seen. The buttoned-up white collared shirt caused you to constantly try to pry it away from your neck, and the black tie around your neck wasn't helping. And you could tell that the black stockings clad on your feet were going to be one hell of a problem.
"Honey, it's time to go!" Your dad yelled from downstairs.
"O-okay." You all but mumbled. 'This isn't any different from any other school you've been to, so just chill Emma.' you told yourself as you grabbed the purple bag sitting on you bed, and scuttled your way downstairs.
Your mom smiled once she laid her brown eyes on you. "You look so great in that dear!"
You blushed lightly as you rolled your green orbs. People always questioned how you mother turned out to be a girly-girly, while you turned out to be more boyish. And the answer never changed.
"Tom stop trying to slap your brother in the face!" Your mother yelled at your twin brothers. "And Joe, please tie your shoes!"
"Yes mom." They said in unison and did what was said.
The three of you stood together, awaiting the yearly 'school talk' your mother gave. "Okay, this year, I expect NO problems," She glared at your brothers, who just snickered in response. "I want good grades, and want you to make new friends. Am I understood?" The talk never changed.
"Yes mom." The three of you said.
"We better get going honey." Your father told your mother.
She only nodded in response as we all barged out to the car.
"You guys have a good day." Your mother said as you piled out of the car.
"Alright mom." You mumbled. Turning around, you were greeted by a beautiful building that was well-kept, A fountain sitting in the middle, and green grass everywhere. You couldn't help but notice your two brothers nearly drooling at all the girls in such short skirts. Rolling your orbs, you lightly smacked their face. "Stop being perverted!"
Tom rolled his eyes at your sentence. "Were perverted? No, I think you are little sister."
Just then, Joe added, "We both know that gay stuff you look at… Oh man what's it called?"
"It's called Yaoi brother." Tom smirked.
Both laughed as you turned a pretty shade of pink. "That was one time!"
"Sure, whatever you say." And with that, they abandoned you to check out the school.
Looking around, you gulped nervously. Though you started in a new school so often, you always worried about not fitting in. You began walking, and were it not two steps later, you collided with someone. Great, just your luck, within five minutes of arriving you hit someone.
"O-oh I'm so sorry!" you said, as you bent down (Despite wearing a skirt) and picked up the books that spewed around.
You looked up, and nearly melted. The male before you had the bluest eyes you had ever seen! And such fair skin and slicked back blonde hair as well, and over-all he just looked amazing. You blushed and down casted your eyes as you handed him his books.
"D-danke[1]." He stuttered.
"Oh my Bruder[2]!" Another accented voice yelled, as the body of the voice drew closer. "I didn't know you were getting the ladies!" He chuckled out.
The blonde stuttered before standing straight, causing you to note that he was also tall. Looking up at both of them, you took in what the other male looked like. He was tall like the other one, had very light, almost white blonde hair, and had red, almost violet eyes. A blush scattered your features as his eyes snapped to you. "And you don't even help the madechen[3] up." He tsked his tongue before looking at him. "I thought I raised you better bruder." He pushed his slender hand out to help you.
Blush deepening, you took hold of his hand, and he seemed to lift your small frame up with ease. "U-Uhm thanks."
He bowed and said, "It was really no problem blume[4]." Never letting go of your hand, his red eyes studied your still blushing form, and he licked his lips as if he was hungry.
Seeing his pink appendage peek out only caused you to blush even more (If possible!). You looked behind him at the other male, and noticed he seemed to have a face of horror on his face.
He knew what he brother was going to do. He was going to try to pick you up, and he thought it wasn't fair, considering you sounded like you were from outside of the country. But, he had no way of stopping him, even if he tried, his brother wouldn't give up.
"Y-you know, I should really get going." You said as you took your hand away from the male in front of you.
"Not yet! It wouldn't only be fair to tell me your name since I helped you up, ja[5]?"
"I-I suppose. My name is E-Emma Taylor." You stuttered.
He 'hmm'ed before saying, "Such a pretty name for a pretty girl." He took your hand once again and planted a kiss on it. "My name is Gilbert Beilshmidt. And that is my brother Ludwig." His head gestured towards the blonde.
"Nice too meet you two." You said and smiled shyly.
"Now, I assume this is your schedule?" He said and pulled a crumpled paper out.
You looked at the pink paper in his hand. Wait… how the hell did he get that?" H-how? W-what…?"
"I'm magic, blume." He looked at the paper and his smirk seemed to widen, "And it seems we have a lot of similar classes."
"Oh r-really?"
Ludwig's eyes narrowed to his brother as he wrapped an arm around your small waist. "Ja, that means I can show you to your rooms." He cooed gently. "And those classes not with me, you seem to have with my bruder." He turned his head slightly and smirked dirtily at his brother.
He turned back to you, and chided you forward. "We wouldn't want to late on your first day, now would we?" He whispered in your ear, the air blown on it causing a slight shiver to rack through your body. His eyes locked with yours for a brief moment. His eyes looked up to his brother who was now on the other side of you, and his smirk only grew wider. You blushed and let him drag you to your first class of the day.
Within the first 10 minutes of arriving, you already developed two crushed, and on brothers who were completely different. You cursed the raging hormones in your body. But, this should be an interesting school year right?
Well, maybe…
1-Thank you
2-Brother
3-Girl
4-Flower
5-Yes
