Kiku grinned, wiping some sweat from his brow. It was /finally/ done. Finally!
"Good...!" He spoke to himself, since nobody else was in the dark room. One light was on, sitting on the desk next to the Asian, and casting an eerie glow about that section of the room. He sat the pen down and closed the book, looking at the cover of it. He smirked and ran a finger across it gently, caressing it almost like it was something precious. He even took a moment to kiss the cover.
A noise made him jolt a little and he quickly stuffed the book into a drawer to make sure that nobody would see it. He grabbed his psp, which was conveniently placed beside him. It was already on just in case somebody came into his room without his permission. It made it easier to seem as though he was innocent. Another noise was heard, and this time Kiku wasn't too distracted to distinguish that it was a knock on his door.
"Come in." He called as he looked down at his psp, playing Final Fantasy 7 as though this is all he had been doing.
"Kiku... training has started. You're late." The deep, loud, German, voice, resounded in his ears. It had to be Ludwig, of all people. He looked over at him, hiding a blush.
The smaller man gave a single nod before flipping the switch on his psp to shut it off. He sat it down on the desk where it had previously been and stood up from his seat. "Alright..." He simply walked out of the room, expecting that Ludwig would follow him. But the German didn't.
Unfortunately for Kiku, it was much too late when he realized this. He looked behind him and his eyes widened.
Where was Ludwig?
"Ludwig-san?" He ran back to his room to see Ludwig looking with shock at the book that Kiku had hidden in his drawer.
"W-What i-is this?" Ludwig asked, still staring at it.
Kiku snatched it from his hands and threw it across the room, no longer treating it specially, although it almost killed him to be so inconsiderate to it.
"I-It's nothing..."
"W-was that...?"
"NO!"
"Why were we...?"
"KYA!" Kiku blushed and pushed Ludwig out of the room and slammed the door. He stood with his back to the door, breathing heavily. He heard Feliciano's voice in the hall speaking with Ludwig.
"What's wrong, Doitsu~?"
"I think Kiku was drawing naked pictures of himself and I in a book..."
"Ve~? That's strange!"
Kiku stared across the room at the book, it seemed so little now. On the cover was the R-18 warning label and an artists rendition, /his/ rendition, of himself and Ludwig.