This is my first Gerita story! People are usually talking in italian in this story, so when it's in italics, they speak in a different language. Enjoy!

The day Ludwig's life changed began like any other day. He got up, got ready, and then went to work at the bank in Italy. He was coming back from work, enjoying how his life always stayed the same, when he heard a loud noise from the alleyway in front of him. He warily turned his head around the corner. Next to a couple of fallen trash cans were three muscular men surrounding a slender male. One had the smaller man against the wall, his arm blocking his way.

"Come on, pretty thing. Why don't you play with us some. I'm sure I can show you a good time. Just you, me and m-'" Before he could finish, Ludwig quickly walked over and slammed his fist into the man's jaw before he could finish his sentence. The man promptly fell down, a few teeth scattering across the ground. Before the other could react, he swiftly punched one in the gut, and the other in the face. Both went down groaning.

"Are you alright, sir?" The man looked shocked for a second before he began to tremble and cry.

"I-I was so s-scared! Thank you!" The man threw himself into his uncertainly patted his back, unaware of the smaller man's smirk. The man pulled back before wiping his eyes and smiling.

"Thank you for your help, sir. I thought you were another really scary guy like those men, but you turned out to be a really nice guy!" The man beamed up at him before stretching his hand out.

"I'm Feliciano Vargas. What's your name?" Ludwig hesitated before taking his hand.

"...Ludwig Beilschmidt." Feliciano pumped his arm up and down enthusiastically.

"Nice to meet you Ludwig." Ludwig let his arm be pulled up and down a few more times before pulling his hand away.

"I have to find a way to repay you." Ludwig was shaking his head, but Feliciano clapped ihs hands on delight.

"I know! I know a great cafe around the corner that has an excellent espresso." Ludwig almost refused, but the smaller man looked so excited that he had no choice but to accept. He was rewarded with another sweet smile before his hand was grabbed and he was practically dragged to the cafe in Feliciano's eagerness. It was a small place right on the corner of two big streets. Everything was a shade of brown, from light beige to the dark color of coffee. They sat down at a table next to the window front. Feliciano called over a waiter who took both their orders which were quickly brought out. As he cradled his espresso, Feliciano looked up at him with his light brown eyes.

"So where are you from Ludwig? You certainly speak fluently, but you still speak with an accent. German, I believe." Ludwig nodded.

"Yes. I was born and raised there. I was working at a bank over there when they asked me to transfer over here because I learned the language in college. I thought it was beautiful language. Are you from here?" Feliciano smiled.

"I'm from around." Ludwig nodded.

"And what do you do for a living?" Feliciano's smile grew dark.

"I suppose you say I'm an entrepreneur, with my fingers dipping in various businesses."

And so, they talked for hours until Ludwig looked at his watch and realized it was nearly midnight.

"I should go, I have work tomorrow. Goodbye." As he passed Feliciano's seat, he grabbed Ludwig's wrist.

"May I have your number so we can speak like this again? I had quite a fun time." Ludwig hesitated before nodding and giving his home number, as he didn't have a cell phone. Feliciano smiled and gave him a hug goodbye before finally letting him leave.

It was a week after the incident when Ludwig got a call as he got out of the shower. As he wrapped a towel around his waist, he walked over to his phone and picked it up.

"Hello? Ludwig?"

"Yes, who is this?" He heard a sigh of relief.

"It's me, Feliciano. I was wondering if you wanted to come over to a nice place that I know. I wanted to talk to you about something. In person." Ludwig thought about before saying yes. Feliciano gave him the directions before hanging up. He quickly got dressed in jeans and a tight white t-shirt before heading over. When he reached the place, he almost walked passed it, as a small stairwell led down to the entrance. He quickly went down and opened the door. Inside, There were a large group of muscular men in suits. Near him was Feliciano, wearing a pinstripe suit with a deep red shirt beneath.

"Ah, welcome Ludwig to my little place." He hugged Ludwig.

"So this is one of your businesses then?" Feliciano smiled, his eyes narrowing.

"Yes, you could say that." The smile brightened, and Feliciano motioned towards a table.

"It doesn't matter. Sit, sit!"

"I must admit Ludwig, you have quite the muscular body. Even the first time I saw you, I couldn't help but notice how...dominating your aura seems when you're just a little angry." Ludwig shifted in his seat awkwardly.

"Thank you, I suppose. Is there a reason for this discussion?" Feliciano laughed, his face brightening.

"Ever blunt, I see. But yes, there is a reason." At this, Feliciano placed his elbows on the table as he propped his head up on his laced fingers, smiling and closing his eyes.

"I'd like to buy your body."

I'll try to add the next chapter as soon as I can. Until next time!