A few years passed, although Mexica aged much faster. As soon as he started accepting Spain's education he started to age very quickly. He went from physically being 5 to being 14, and then he started aging slower again. Spain somewhat lamented that New Spain aged so fast "I can't hold you on my lap anymore, I have to tutor you the normal way".
But New Spain was happy about it; people stopped treating him like a child. It also gave him the chance to learn to ride, something that Spain had objected to him doing for a long time for fear that he would fall and hurt himself. He also learned to read in Spanish, English and Latin. Even Spain commented on how clever New Spain was, and he, although he would never say it in front of Spain, thanked his father for his intelligence.
"Are you ever going to go to sleep? How many more times can you read that book?" Cuba grumbled as he turned in his bed to glare at New Spain. Spain had decided to put them in the same room to keep each other company. New Spain glanced over at his roommate "It's the bible; I can't read it too many times. Have you ever actually read it?" Cuba shook his head sleepily "I don't read Latin, Antonio has told me what I need to know about it". New Spain pushed his glasses up, Spain had given them to correct his slight nearsightedness, before saying "But there is so much more here to read and understand. There is this figure that Spain almost completely ignores, The Virgin Mary. Why should we pray to the son and not to the Madonna?"
Cuba groaned and rolled over "Can't we debate theology tomorrow, after I have gotten some sleep?" New Spain ignored him "And these stories, Spain won't tell you half of these. This is so open to interpretation!" Cuba groaned again "If you don't shut up, I am going to come over there and put out that lamp myself!" New Spain ignored him again, more to spite him than anything "You really should read this sometime, or maybe I will read it to you".
Cuba pushed himself off of his bed and gracelessly lunged over the gap between their beds. He tackled New Spain, sending the book flying. New Spain retaliated by hitting Cuba over the head with a pillow. Within a few seconds the pair of them were wrestling and making a ruckus. "Ay! Can you two restrain your sexual tension for one night! The rest of us are trying to sleep!" New Spain turned to see Peru glaring at them.
Then another voice spoke behind them "Or maybe since we are all up anyway, we can have some fun with it". Peru made a disapproving noise in his throat, but Columbia just smiled. Chile, Peru's brother, appeared at his elbow. Columbia held up a glass bottle "Look what I snitched from Spain's cellar". Cuba gasped "You can't have that! Spain has forbidden us from drinking". Columbia smiled slyly "What he doesn't know won't hurt him. We deserve to have some fun now and again". Bolivia, the third of the Inca born brothers, appeared from behind Cuba and tackled him "Don't worry so much".
The three Inca brothers were almost identical, although they differed in age. They were all three thin and lanky with sharp angular features. Chile was the youngest and Peru was the oldest. As for Columbia, no one asked who his parents were. He was good looking, but in the kind of way that made him look mischievous. He almost always smirked. No one was really surprised that he was the one to steal Spain's wine. Colombia conjured a glass out of midair "Here's the deal, we will have some contests, and each time someone loses, they drink".
Bolivia smirked "I'll play that game". Chile simply nodded; Peru smirked more wickedly than Columbia had "I will play if my holy lord Mexica will". New Spain glared at him "I might be wrong, but I think you are mocking me. In which case, I will punish you by beating you in all these challenges". Cuba looked at the two of them pleadingly "Both of you know that this is forbidden". There existed a rivalry between Peru and New Spain that everyone was aware of. Both of them bid to outdo each other in everything, and Cuba already knew that he wouldn't get either of them to see reason.
Columbia looked at Cuba expectantly "Are you too good to play our games?" Cuba glanced around at the others before saying "Fine! Have it your way". Columbia produced a deck of cards from somewhere and started shuffling "You know I always do. Shall we play poker first?" Chile, always the silent one, dragged a table in-between the two beds and the boys arranged themselves around it. The way it turned out, The Inca brothers were on one side and Mexico, Cuba, and Columbia were on the other.
Columbia started dealing "Here is the way it is going to work, when you fold, you drink, when you lose, you drink. The only way to not drink is to win". He dealt quickly, distributing 2 cards to each person "Also, I have a little gold we can play for. Of course, I don't expect to lose any of it to the likes of you". New Spain flashed a smile at him "We will see about that, dear brother". Columbia placed a large pile of gold coins on the table then distributed them between the six of them. New Spain counted his coins quickly then glanced at his cards. He placed 10 coins, a fifth of his pile, in the center of the table. The others eyed him suspiciously, he glared back unfazed.
Cuba glanced down at his cards and then threw the 2 and 3 in the middle of the table "I fold. Pass that wine". Columbia smirked, poured a glass, and handed it to Cuba. Cuba took a tentative drink, obviously hesitant to go against Spain's rules. They all watched him drink and then laughed at the look of surprise on Cuba's face. Peru matched New Spain's bet. Bolivia did the same. Chile silently folded and took a drink of wine. Columbia matched the bet and added 2 more coins before placing one card face up on the middle of the table.
New Spain looked at the card and then back at his own cards, and then he added 5 more coins to the pile. Peru matched him without even glancing at his cards. Bolivia took a long look at his cards before folding. Bolivia took a small drink from the glass. Peru glared at New Spain "You are going to fold next, I guarantee it." New Spain smirked "You are wrong, you will fold next". Columbia smirked at the two of them "We shall see"; he turned over the next card. New Spain glanced at it and then smiled at Peru "It looks like you are wrong" and he threw in another 5 coins. Peru glared at him "I do not intend to lose to you"; he matched New Spain's coins.
Columbia looked at his cards and then sighed "Damn it all, I fold". He took the cup and emptied it then he filled it again. New Spain's eyes were fixed on Peru's, daring him to continue. New Spain pushed his whole pile of coins into the middle. Peru looked doubtfully down at his cards and then decided to give up. He folded "Alright, Mexica, let's see what you have". New Spain threw down his cards with a smirk. Peru looked at them for a moment, his jaw dropping, and then looked back at New Spain "You didn't have shit!" New Spain broke into gales of laughter "I was bluffing!" Peru swore under his breath as New Spain pulled the pile of coins towards him.
Columbia looked at New Spain and half-purred "That was reckless of you." Cuba scoffed "More like very stupid". New Spain laughed again "If you ask me, there is no point in betting if you aren't willing to bet it all. And if you aren't prepared to lose it all". Peru glared daggers at New Spain "We should try something else, unless we all want to lose our money to Mexica. How about a simple game of truth or dare? If you refuse to do a dare or tell a truth, you drink". Columbia smirked "To make the deal a little sweeter, when someone does complete a dare, the person who asks them must drink."
Chile shrugged; again he was the silent one. Columbia's eyes glittered mischievously "Alright, Carlos first. I dare you to make no more objections tonight about our games". Cuba grudgingly said "Fine". Columbia took another drink from the glass. Peru spoke "I have one for Enrique". Columbia shrugged "Go ahead, I will take whatever dare you propose". Peru smirked and leaned over to whisper in Columbia's ear. Columbia looked utterly shocked for a minute "You have got to be kidding me". Peru shrugged "Well, if you aren't willing to do it..." Columbia looked undecided for a second, but his pride took over "Of course I am going to do it". For once Columbia was not smirking, and then the smirk returned.
New Spain, who was sitting next to him, looked over at him curiously. Then without any warning, Columbia forced his lips against New Spain's. New Spain attempted to push Columbia away, but to no avail. Columbia gently held New Spain's face as he kissed him. New Spain stopped trying to struggle; despite himself he was enjoying this. He started kissing Columbia back and he could taste the wine on his lips. It was so good, and something about this was so right. He suddenly needed more; if this was to be his first kiss he wanted it to be amazing. He gasped as Columbia forced his lips open and pushed his own tongue into New Spain's mouth.
All the others were staring and gasping, Cuba looked hurt. New Spain began to dominate Columbia. Peru finally broke the moment "What the Hell!" They broke apart, New Spain breathing heavily. He stared at Columbia, both puzzled and enthralled. Columbia licked his lips fiercely, as though he could not get enough of the taste. Peru was still livid "What the Hell were you doing?" Columbia looked away from New Spain to Peru "I did exactly what you dared me to do". New Spain couldn't stand everyone looking at him like that. His heart was racing more than ever now. He felt Cuba's eyes on him, and he felt ashamed.
Suddenly he was angry and he wasn't sure why "You bastard! That was uncalled for! You should have turned it down". Columbia looked genuinely hurt "I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to go that far. I couldn't help it…" New Spain made a disapproving sound in the back of his throat "Let's just move on"
Alfred's arms tightened around Mexico's torso protectively "I am going to have to talk to Enrique about this incident". Mexico sighed exasperatedly "Alfred, I think you would have noticed if I still had any feelings for him". America made a very disapproving sound "Still? You mean you had feelings for him then". Mexico turned around and kissed America on the lips, and then he broke it and spoke "You worry too much. He is no threat to you." America kissed Mexico again, more hungrily, speaking as he did so "You…Mmmm…Don't have a good record with…Mmmm…Fidelity".
Mexico broke the kiss and pulled back a little "Who have you been talking to?" America looked slightly taken aback "Well…ummm…Catalina has been trying to advise me about you". Mexico threw his hands up in exasperation "Ay! I swear that woman is out to ruin my love life! Did she tell you I will fuck anything that has two legs and moves?" America looked even more taken aback "Yeah….it was something like that". Mexico sighed again, louder this time "My dear ex-girlfriend thinks so highly of me". America laughed bitterly "Weren't you two engaged at some point?" Mexico nodded "I will get to that eventually if you ever let me finish my story".
America hugged Mexico again "Go ahead, I am listening". Mexico spoke softly in America's ear "You need to promise me you won't get jealous of my past relationships". America kissed the back of Mexico's neck "I can try to do that, but if you describe sex with anyone else, I will have to say something"
New Spain lay in bed staring at the wall, his mind reeling. One thought came to him over and over again: Homosexuality is a sin. He knew it was true, but he wished it wasn't with all his heart. Despite himself, he had enjoyed that kiss so much. He needed to confess to a priest to purge this sin. He glanced over at Cuba, who was fast asleep, and then he stood up. He snuck out of the room without making a sound. He was soon out and walking down the hall quickly, there was a chapel adjoined to the house in case anyone needed it.
Then New Spain reached the door and he heard a sound. It sounded like someone speaking; he almost thought it sounded like Columbia. He pressed his ear against the door and heard "God forgive me, I feel lust for another man". Mexico couldn't believe what he was hearing; Columbia actually meant it when he kissed him. A sudden rash, stupid thought occurred to him. His slightly wine infused mind did nothing to stop him.
He threw open the door of the church and walked across the floor. His bare feet didn't make a sound of the flagstones. He saw that Columbia was kneeling in front of the altar praying. Mexico took a deep breath before saying "So you felt it too?" Columbia turned around quickly and stared at New Spain "When did you-". New Spain shrugged "Just now, I heard you". Columbia stood up and his smirk returned, there was something hungry about it "Did you say you felt it?" New Spain's heart quickened at the burning gaze "I felt something. Something that felt like sin. I need to purge myself of it, that's all."
Columbia looked as if he was trying to judge New Spain's resolve "Why should we purge it when we both feel it?" New Spain walked up to Columbia, so that there were only a few inches between them "Nothing happened tonight. We didn't do anything. Forget. About. It.". Columbia looked determined and hungry, very hungry "I can't forget about it. Can you?" Columbia closed the space between them and put his hands on New Spain's waist. New Spain felt hot and strangely savage "Don't do this, don't tempt me".
New Spain seemed to have said something wrong; Columbia's smile widened "You are tempted then. Give in to temptation". Columbia brushed his lips against New Spain's. New Spain couldn't stand it; he pushed Columbia away "This is a sin! I serve God and I will not betray Him like this! Especially not in this holy place". New Spain turned away from Columbia; he couldn't stand to look at him. Columbia wrapped his arms around New Spain from behind and whispered seductively in his ear "Say that one more time in that cute way you do, like you actually believe it. One more time for me, mi amor". New Spain's heart was beating faster than ever now "You….You…" Columbia licked New Spain's ear "I just want you; I have for a long time".
Mexica's Aztec blood ignited and suddenly he needed to dominate. He turned around quickly and kissed Columbia full on the lips. Columbia was taken by surprise and he stepped back "What the?" Mexica felt his blood on fire, a strange smirk curled across his face "I thought you wanted this. You do, don't you?" Columbia looked confused for the first time that night "I do…but something has come over you". Mexica grabbed Columbia around the waist and pulled him close "You don't know me, not the real me. I am of Aztec blood and I will not be dominated, especially not by you".
Columbia looked shell shocked for a second and then said "I understand, I can be whatever you need, as long as I get you". Mexica smashed his lips against Columbia's. Mexica couldn't say he honestly loved Columbia, but he was fascinated by the boy. He wanted to know what love was like, but this wasn't love. His Aztec blood told him that he could play with this eager boy for pleasure then throw him away. Somehow all the morals that he had learned from Spain disappeared. He deepened the kiss and buried one of his hands in Columbia's hair.
Somehow he knew that he had to pull away now if he wanted to keep Columbia's appetite wetted. He pulled away, and allowed Columbia a moment to look over him hungrily before he turned away. Columbia called after him "You can't just leave me like this". Mexica, who had been walking away, turned back around "If you want me, then you are going to have to pursue me, I am not that easy". He turned and walked out. It took a few minutes to realize exactly what he had done. He needed to find some way to correct it.
A/N: I know you were all waiting for some real yaoi, all 3 people who actually follow this story. I may put this on hold for a while until I have more people reading it, so if you want another chapter soon, then you should review. I'm sorry if I sound like a bitch, but I have other stories I am working on and I don't want to waist my time on something no one is reading.
Historical Notes:
- Mexico is refered to as "New Spain" in this chapter because the area that became Mexico was know New Spain
- Peru and New Spain were the richest of the main land Spanish colonies, thus the rivalry between them
- All of the Spanish colonies were heavily influenced by the Catholic Church
