WARNING: THERE IS PLENTY OF SLASH, YAOI, SHOUNEN AI, WHATEVER YOU REFER TO IT AS IN THIS!
Also, human names will be used!
Story Title: All's Fair In Love?
Pairings: France/Germany (this will be updated as the story goes along)
Setting: okay, it's like I said, think back to the movie Sherlock Holmes (2009) because that is EXACTLY the kind of setting that is taking place in. So this is definitely an AU fic.
In Depth Synopsis (since the summary wasn't long enough): Francis' father is a wealthy lawyer and is very high class and lives in luxury. However, his father has a best friend who tailors their suits and have known each other for a long time and visted each other. Erhard has two sons, Gilbert and Ludwig. They grow up together and their friendship grows and become very close friends.
and I'll leave it at that because I do not want to ruin anything! You guys should read if you want to find out! |D
AN: hi there~! this is actually not my first fanfic but...my third? well my first that's being published c: Anyways, I'd like to make a note that there will be two OCs (that credit go to my friend) but they ARE relevant to Hetalia! they are ancient nations. Pierre (who is Francis' father) is actually ancient nation Gaul. Erhard is not an OC but he is actually Germania c: and there is another OC but she will not be introduced until much later in the story so I will wait until then :).
I would really like some reviews guys! I'm in school at the moment so this will not have a certafin update schedule nor will it be frequent I am very sorry! this chapter is pretty short but I don't think the rest of them will be as short. this is going to be a LONG fic because I plan to have many chapters in this. But please review this! I would really like to know what you guys think :D
Francis walked into the small, quaint and cozy tailor shop with a much taller, older, and even handsomer man right behind him. The older man behind him boomed in a cheerful, uplifting, and suave voice, much like Francis':
"Erhard my good man! Are you here? Come out and greet your best friend!" after this was said, a man, around Francis' look a like's age, walked out of the doorway that led into the front desk of the parlor and walked toward the two.
"Pierre, the smell of your cologne is enough to notify me of your presence. No need to shout it out either…" the blonde and long haired man rubbed a hand behind his head in exasperation. Pierre walked over and slung an arm around Erhard's shoulders and smiled.
"Hm? Does my cologne bother you, mon cher?" Pierre smiled wider, this time more teasingly, and rubbed his cheek against Erhard's. As he did this, Erhard scrunched up his nose at the concentrated amount of cologne in the air.
"Yes." Said Erhard bluntly. Pierre pouted and then chuckled. "Perhaps you are more accustomed to the sweet perfume of the ladies, non? The ladies however, will grovel at my feet at the first whiff of this" Pierre backed up and pulled on his professionally made tuxedo, as if indicating to the cologne that showered him.
"I didn't say I didn't like it, I just don't like how much you're wearing. Ever heard of don't be smelled before you're seen?" Erhard waved a hand in front of his face as if trying to direct the aroma away from him. "Hm…it looks like your son has quite a bit on him as well…" he turned to face the much younger looking boy that was standing in front of him. He raised an eyebrow as if silently asking whether or not he was wearing the same "babe-magnet" scent his father wore. Francis produced the same grin his father had on. Erhard nodded slightly and turned back to face Pierre.
"You've got the boy on it as well?" questioned Erhard suggestively. Pierre mocked a shock look at this. "Erhard! Don't make it sound like I'm giving him Opium or something of the sort!"
"Mein Gott Pierre! The boy is only twelve! Are you expecting him to be picking up girls at this age?" Erhard exclaimed. Pierre chuckled and walked over to Francis and kneeled down so that he was at his level and hugged him tight. "Well…he did get my gorgeous looks, non? I'm sure girls will adore his cuteness soon" a wide grin spread around Pierre's face as he said this. Erhard pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation.
"Besides, who said he was planning on picking up just girls specifically?" Pierre winked at Erhard, who made a snappy look at Pierre. Pierre merely chuckled and got up and walked over to Erhard again. He patted his shoulder and had on a goofy grin on his mouth.
"Come now, are you going to be a good host and let us in or not?" chuckled Pierre as he gave a wink after he said this. Erhard rolled his eyes and shrugged off Pierre's arm and led them into the small den through the door from which Erhard came through.
"Just make yourselves at-" Pierre cut off Erhard mid-sentence.
"Oh, don't be a stiff Erhard! How many times have we come over before? We're childhood friends! We make ourselves comfortable by default!" Pierre laughed and sat down in an arm chair by the fireplace in the den. Francis made his way over to the long couch and sat down all the way back and relaxed, so that his feet were dangling a few inches off the floor.
"Excuse me, weren't you the one asking if I was going to be a good host or not?" Erhard's creased his brow and Pierre responded with an innocent shrug of the shoulders whilst a wide grin overtook his face. Erhard rolled his eyes and excused himself for a moment to get drinks for both of them. They were alone for only a few seconds until a loud, rude, and raspy sounding voice came in from the hallway they had just come from.
so that's it for now! I hope you guys enjoyed! Please review!