*Notes Below*

* Disclaimer: APH belongs to Himaruya! *

*I put loads of RUSSLIET in this chapter ( Yes Vanya is here!) to make up for the last Toris-Centric chapters (^o^)/ *

* Enjoy*

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Waltzing With Asmodeus

Chapter 3: Holding Hands With A Tiger

It was the Devil's luck…

At least that is what Toris kept telling himself. There was not a slightest chance something could of gone wrong on this trip. Toris made sure he had checked everything, more than twice. Perhaps twice wasn't enough?

Toris had gotten the job he applied to on the first try, out of the hundreds who had applied he was the one who was chosen, all because he knew Feliciano, Toris did wonder if Ludwig had an ulterior motive for hiring him?

Corruption was everywhere nowadays he just didn't expect to find it at his job interview. But the sweetness of it all was dying quickly and it was all thanks to the knowledge of how to go back home, back to the Vargas brothers, back to the little sanctuary of his old room.

" Come on Toris your holding up the line! Like, pay your ticket already" Feliks sighed in irritation, the Polish male was clearly exhausted from the hectic day the two had. Toris patted down on his pockets, praying he felt a bump against his palms. There was only the soft feel of fabric to grasp. " F-Feliks I can't find my wallet! Please tell me you have it! If this is a joke then stop goofing off and give it back!" Toris stammered as he felt a knot in his stomach tighten. How could it be that the responsible and all-knowing Toris had lost his wallet?

" As if! Toris your the one totally joking around! Hurry up and give the man the money so we can go home! I only, like, have enough just to pay for myself. How are you going home?" Feliks shouted, getting stares from the public. " Look if your not buying a ticket then please move along, your holding up the line!" The annoyed male cashier growled, the bags under his eyes were evidence he was not going to show any compassion to them.

Toris froze up like an arctic hare hiding from a predator. Feliks pulled the brunette away from the line, cursing in his language lowly. Finding a metal bench, Feliks placed the other down on it. Toris hunched down, his forearms leaning into his knees. His head hung low as a soft whimper was released from his lips.

" Toris, we need to call the old man. Take a deep breath, okay? I'll call the orphanage and see what they have to say. So like, stay right here. B-R-B!" Feliks ran off to find a public telephone booth. Toris felt denial rush over him. " Th-There is no wa-way that this is happening, how am I supposed to g-go home? I'm a failure…" Toris muttered to himself, his voice shaky and raspy.

Moments later Feliks reappeared and had a relieved smile on his face " Roma says Antonio will be picking you up in just a few, your so lucky Lovi has a boyfriend in this city or you'd be totally screwed. The look on your face is so hilarious!" Feliks laughed as Toris looked like he was about to bawl.

" We'll come back for you in the morning, Roma says he wants to speak to you and thank Antonio personally for the favor. You'll be staying at the company's housing building tonight! So like, don't go causing anymore trouble" Feliks lectured, as if the two friends have swapped their roles in the friendship.

" All passengers boarding to Hamburg, please head to platform eight. We ask that you present you ticket to the conductor as soon as you board the train." A female voice announced over the speakers.

" Ah! Looks like I better get going! Okay Toris, I'll be back tomorrow with the old man and Romano. Old man and Romano totally trust Antonio so you should too! Think of it like a sleep over! Bye darling!" Feliks hugged Toris and waved goodbye. Toris was surprised that his caretakers were not panicking or fussing over this mistake, but then again doing that would do no one good.

...

" How long have you be waiting outside? I hope not long! Pobrecito, I can't believe you couldn't return home. Come, I'll take you back to my place!" Antonio approached Toris with a big wide grin. Toris nodded, he followed the Spaniard back to his car.

The car ride was rather short and the two men were silent except for the radio that played a random song. Toris noticed the tired expression on Antonio's face, his features were more pronounced from the lighting of the passing cars though a faint smile still remained on him. Toris felt the gnawing feeling of being a burden rise in the pit of his core. Toris closed his eyes, he just wanted to go home and crawl under his bed sheets and be done with this day.

" This is my little home! Mi casa es tu casa!" Antonio tiredly chimed as he unlocked his apartment door. Toris nodded just as tiredly. The building was very trendy and high-class looking, Toris was in complete awe when he entered the building as he admired every small detail that was incorporated into the design of the location. Elizabeta really knew how to appeal to her customers.

The building had fifteen floors, constant security around the clock, room service if required, on the roof was an exceptional lounging area for the residents with a view of the capital. A indoor pool located in the west wing of the building. A bar and small restaurant in the north wing and a day care in the east. It was the perfect housing apartment to some.

" I'm sorry to cause so much trouble. I'll be out of your way as soon as possible. May I ask where I can sleep for the night?" Toris asked shyly as he gripped his suitcase with anxiety. " You can take the apartment that's two doors down. No ones living there at the moment" A female voice replied from behind the couches, the back of the woman's head faced them as a small steam raised above her head. A small clank was heard, as if she was putting down a hot beverage, hence the steam.

" Elizabeta? Why are you here? I paid my rent for the month..." Antonio said very casually to his landlady. Toris' eyes widen to see the woman before him. She was absolutely beautiful, as if she had come from a renaissance painting. Her appeal couldn't be outclassed from the ordinary youths from her generation. Her face was cradled with tresses of brown, a river of chocolate. Her eyes soft and confident, the color of lime. She seemed like the inspiration for the term 'A proper young woman' with the way she carried herself. Classy just like her building...

" I came to visit you, I thought you could make me some churros. Gilbert and Roderich are nowhere in sight, though I see you brought a friend with you. Hello, I am Elizabeta Héderváry. Like I said before the apartment two doors down is free, take it for the night. Any friends of my friends are my friends too!" Elizabeta laughed heartily.

" Hello, I'm Toris Vargas, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance! I-I couldn't take the offer, I have no way to repay for your kindness" Toris shrugged as fidgeted under the woman's gaze. Elizabeta simply chuckled lightly " Oh my, this is the first modest boy I have met so far in my life! Vargas? Are you a relative of Feli and Lovi?" Elizabeta questioned.

" Under certain circumstances I am, you know Feliciano and Lovino?" Toris asked as he was surprised at how many people knew the Italian brothers. " I do. Feli is Ludwig's fiancé after all-!" Elizabeta gasped as she put a hand over her mouth. Antonio's eyes widen " Really? No wonder Ludwig had been going to practically every jewelry store in Berlin for the past month" The Spaniard smiled at the wonderful news. " Well it's about time, but you were supposed to keep it a secret weren't you Liz?"

" Ludwig is going to be mad at me, so far only Gilbert and Roderich and I know. You both can't let him know you know, or that I told you!" Elizabeta ordered. " He's keeping it a secret because he doesn't know how Roma Vargas will react, he's put his heart and soul into maintaining the relationship he has with that old man. Feli is so important to Ludwig"

" Ah, I see. Don't worry, if Romano were to find out his little brother was going to get married before him, it's not going to end well for me. Why did I have to get the aggressive one?" Antonio sulked to himself rather to Elizabeta. Toris simply watched the dialogue take place.

" Changing the topic, Mr. Braginski has arrived a couple minutes earlier before you came home. I'm sure Roderich has informed you on what to do?" Elizabeta asked with complete seriousness in her voice. Antonio nodded " Just before I left work, man knows how to put pressure on his workers"

" Toris could you do me a favor?" Elizabeta now faced the other male in the room.

" S-Sure, what do you need?" Toris replied as he put down his suitcase on a nearby chair.

" Clumsy me has left my cell phone up on the roof, by the lounge chairs, mind getting it for me while I speak to Antonio about personal affairs? Please?" Elizabeta smiled.

Toris was no fool, he knew when he was not wanted around. He nodded, the male found himself in the hallway once more. Entering the elevator he pressed the button that was highest on the keypad. Toris was soon face to face with a dark sky partially illuminated by city lights, a gentle yet persistent breeze, and a view of the dozens and dozens of buildings lining up along Berlin.

" Why did I say yes? I have to learn how to say 'No' or I'll end up being a pushover" Toris lowly scolded himself. Finding the said chairs, he spent a good minute or two searching for the damned device. " Is this it?" Toris asked himself as he saw a fairly sleek device placed on the cushion of one of the chairs, he held it in his hand. Toris felt an eerie feeling creep from his spine all the way up his neck.

A rather tall large form stood several feet away from Toris, near the edge of the building.

Emerald eyes widen as what appeared to be a scarf danced wildly against a coming wind breeze. Toris used his forearm to block the wind's invasion against his face, brown chestnut locks whipped around in random directions.

" It's a man, what's he doing up here? He's standing so close to the edge, he's not trying to-!" Toris dropped the phone back on the cushioned chair, he quickly scrambled over to the form ahead of him. The body seemed to lean in closer and closer to the edge, almost daring itself to jump. " Stop! Please don't jump! Stop!" Toris managed to yell out as reached out the man in front of him, grabbing at anything that could be clung onto.

A soft hiss was heard as Toris pulled at one of the ends of the scarf with his left and another at a bulky overcoat-clad arm with his right. " Don't do it! There's better things to live for than ending it this way!" Toris reasoned as the form in front of him let itself be dragged toward a safe distance away from the building's edge.

In a blur of confusion, Toris and the other tumbled down together on the floor from the momentum of it all, perhaps it was the untied shoelace Toris had? The brunette grunted in discomfort as he laid flat on his back as he felt a weight on him. It was a cloudy night but the dark masses shifted around to reveal a glowing full moon, the light revealed a blonde male hovering over Toris.

Toris held in his breathe as he took in the features of the man on top of him, ash blonde locks lightly grazed against his forehead, flawless ivory skin, and unrealistic hue of an eye color, the color of periwinkles. The man before him had a childish demeanor and yet he had a body of an aggressor.

The man put some distance between himself and Toris by supporting his weight with his palms, yet the action maintained the intimacy between them. " Why did you attack me just now?" The man asked with such a innocent and angelic voice, though Toris couldn't help but feel like the man was accusing him. " Attack you? No! That wasn't my intention, you were so close to the edge I thought- This is a misunderstanding! Please forgive me!"

" May I know your name?" The man asked as he cocked his head to one side as if he could get a better view of Toris. The brunette felt his heart sink, was the man going to report him to the police for harassment? Clearly this was just a mistake that didn't need any involvement from government authority, well Toris seemed to think so.

" Toris…." He whispered as he tried to create some space between them though utterly failing, he brought his hands to his chest and huddled closer to himself. The blonde man just smiled " That's a pretty name, I'm Ivan. Nice to meet you!" The man chirped as he positioned himself more comfortably on top of Toris.

Toris fidgeted under the man's presence. " Nice to meet you to? Ivan, could you get up? The cement is digging into my spine" Toris gave a weak smile, Ivan nodded as he shifted himself away from the brunette. Toris sat up only to be met by a gloved hand, emerald eyes trailed from the gloved fingertips up the arm and to a loving smile.

" I'll help you up" Ivan declared and waited for Toris to take his hand, the brunette nodded and intertwined his fingers with the other. Toris felt himself being practically lifted off his feet and was now realizing just how taller the blonde was compared to him.

" Th-Thank you" He muttered as he admired the rare orbs of violet staring back at him.

" Your welcome, although for future reference I did not try to jump. I simply wanted to get a better view, da?" Ivan chuckled when he noticed the two were still holding hands.

" Oh. I'm really sorry for causing you trouble, I should have known better. I just can't seem to mind my own business at times. Well now that's cleared up I better get back downstairs…" Toris glanced away as he slowly pulled away from Ivan's grasp.

" Why did you come up here for?" Ivan inquired as he began walking to the elevator.

" I was asked to get something up here, and yourself?" Toris replied as he followed the other, but not before running back to the cushioned chairs to get the device.

" I had a stressful day today, and I wanted peace and quiet. The view was very calming in a way, nothing like back home!" Ivan chimed as the elevators door opened and he allowed Toris to enter first with a " After you". Ivan asked what floor Toris was going and now were waiting until the elevator made to it's destination.

Toris looked at Ivan through the corner of his eye, the fluorescent lighting was more generous than the moonlight as every detail of the blonde was presented to him. Toris paid more attention to the scarf around Ivan's neck, it looked oddly familiar to the one he owned back at the orphanage, the same color and appeared to be made from the same material, except Ivan's looked more new compared to his which was more dingy.

Toris found himself never being able to throw it out even after Roma Vargas offered to get him a new one. It was one of the many things which came from his forgotten past, he stopped using the scarf in order to preserve it. " I like your scarf" Toris said very happily which got a blush from the other. " Thank you, my sister made it for me when I was younger. She likes sewing" Ivan replied but Toris could see some disdain in his eyes as he mentioned his sister.

" Looks like this is where I leave, goodbye Ivan-" Toris offered as the elevator doors opened. " Wait! Perhaps we could-" Ivan reached out to Toris' shoulder but stopped when he noticed the two people standing outside of the elevator. " Mr. Br-Braginski?" Elizabeta stuttered in shock. " And Toris too!" Antonio chirped as he too held surprise in his eyes.

" Ms. Héderváry? What a surprise seeing you here, thank you again for letting me rent out the entire twelfth floor. I'm a rather private person truth be told" Ivan stated as he let go of Toris' shoulder. Toris noticed Ivan was no longer paying any heed to him, it saddened him in a way. " Not a problem, I take it your enjoying your stay here so far?" Elizabeta asked politely.

Toris took this time to get out of the elevator " Antonio I hope you do not mind me sleeping on the couch?" The Spaniard simply shook his head " Wherever you feel most comfortable my friend. Ah, but Toris?" Antonio began to chuckle at Toris. " Could you give Liz her phone before she gets in trouble?"

Toris blushed as he walked up to Elizabeta and gave her the phone. " Thank you! I'll be sure to repay the favor in the future" Elizabeta put her phone in her pocket. " Toris your going to sleep on the couch?" Ivan stepped outside the elevator and looked at Toris with worry. " Yes, I'm in a predicament at the moment. Ah, have a goodnight Ivan….Wait for Mr. Braginski?" Toris screeched as he mentally slapped himself, he felt a light bulb go off in his head.

' I attacked the business partner! I attacked the business partner! He'll definitely tell my boss about this! I just screwed myself over!' Toris was now in a mental war with himself.

" Da. Does that fact bother you?" Ivan frowned as he created some space between the two.

" N-No it doesn't Mr. Braginski! I'm sorry about earlier! Please forgive my ignorance! I work with The Golden Aristocrat! It would be my pleasure to work along side you sir!" Toris bowed at Ivan graciously. " So it does bother you…" Ivan sighed as Elizabeta intervened " I didn't know you worked for Roerich and Gilbert! Small world huh Antonio!"

" It doesn't bother me! What makes you say that!" Toris offered as he smiled at Ivan, though clear paranoia was written on the brunette's face. " Your addressing me formally, please call me Ivan instead!" The blonde ordered.

" Of course if that's what you prefer!" Toris stammered as he prayed Ivan would not dare bring up the mix up from earlier to his boss or anyone for that matter. Ivan nodded " Then it's settled you will not be sleeping on any couch, you can sleep with me…"

Toris' eyes widen as he blushed at the statement, how on earth was he supposed to reply to a statement like that when the person is the most influential being in front of him at the moment! Elizabeta blushed as well but not as badly as Toris, she looked away from the sheer forwardness. Antonio whistled as he gave a thumbs up at Toris " Go for it!" The man encouraged.

" Did you bring anything with you? I'll have one of my subordinates put it in a safe spot for you upstairs. I'll wait for you right here" Ivan twirled on one of the ends of his scarf with his gloved finger. Toris nodded and scurried to Antonio's room to get his suitcase.

' Why can't I just say NO? It's not that hard!' Toris found himself in Ivan's presence once more. " Please take good care of him~!" Antonio chimed as waved goodbye.

" With pleasure" Ivan sighed as he ushered Toris back inside the elevator, though now Elizabeta joined them. " We're on the eleventh floor and you need the twelfth so you can go ahead and there first, I need to head down to the lobby" Elizabeta commented as she herself pressed the button with the '12' on it. " Do you have the time?" Toris asked Elizabeta, the female pulled out her phone " Half an hour to midnight" She kindly replied.

" That's enough time to get yourself adjusted!" Ivan commented.

...

" You can sleep here! I'll put your suitcase in the closet in the hallway" Raivis stated happily. " Thank you" Toris sighed tiredly as he loosed his tie a bit. It was quite a surpise for Eduard and Raivis to see their boss beside the familiar young man from earlier.

Ivan requested that Toris get his own room in the apartment that Ivan himself was going to reside in. Eduard and Raivis were to stay at another apartment on the same had personally brought security guards to keep watch as a few more subordinates were staying at nearby apartments on the floor.

" Mr. Braginski has already retired for the night, he wishes you pleasant dreams and so do I!" Raivis exclaimed as closed Toris' door before the other could reply. Toris stripped until he was only in his boxers and dresshirt, he climbed into bed and sunk into the pure white bed sheets, he felt a strange comfort arise in him even in this burdened situation.

He was alone in the dark...

...

Ivan sat in a red armchair, a glass of vodka in his right hand as his left supported his cheek with it's knuckles. Dressed in only a black long-sleeved sweater and dark grey dress pants, crème-colored slippers on his feet as his scarf cuddled against his neck. A disgruntled expression on his face.

" And so I'm at war with myself not to look into his suitcase, he's asleep now isn't he?" Ivan looked at the man before, him, Eduard was standing in the corner of the room, his face was contorted slightly by the candle lights in the room.

" Yes. If your eager to know who that boy is why don't you just look through his documents, your perfectly capable of doing so" Eduard replied as pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

" Being able to do something just because you have the power doesn't always you mean you should do it. He looks just like him, those eyes I told myself to never forget those eyes. Why would my dear sister lie about his death? She loved him too did she not?" Ivan asked himself this rather than Eduard.

" And who exactly is this boy affiliated with you sir?" Eduard asked, his face was rather apathetic yet his voice clearly showed he was interested to know.

" He was the first person to accept me, I fell in love with him because of that. My guardian would never approve of the relationship, I'm glad he's dead. But is life being cruel to me by showing me a replica or is this my little rabbit coming back to me?" Ivan sighed as he finished off his vodka in one gulp.

" You like games don't you sir? I suggest instead of ruining the fun by looking through his papers, why not try to get yourself reacquainted with him and see if you still desire him? It should not be that hard considering your power, demon of lust" Eduard smirked at his idea.

Ivan eyed at Eduard " I know I'll still desire him, nothing in the world could ever change that. I don't want to win him over using that demon in me, I want him to fall for me because I worked for it, da?" Ivan closed his eyes as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

" I had a feeling you'd say that, that's why I took it upon myself to look at his documents before I came to see you. Quite interesting if you ask me" Eduard smirked as he crossed his arms over his chest. Ivan looked at the other in disbelief " Fool! Why do such a thing! If Toris wasn't here-" Ivan began but sighed " What can you conclude from it?"

" Currently he is seventeen, will be turning eighteen in two days. Takes residence in a orphanage in Hamburg. He graduated with high test scores, a smart boy indeed. Was found near Lake Baikal in the motherland, with no memories whatsoever. You can make up your own conclusion" Eduard sounded just like a machine, reading off the facts in his mind.

" You are not to tell anyone about him, that's an order. This time will be different, I'm the one at the top and I'm not letting him go" Ivan muttered.

" There's a reason she lied sir. I'm sure she was just trying to protect you both-" Eduard lectured but stopped when he the glowing violet orbs look at him with a lethal threat " You're a subordinate, Eduard. You don't make choices, I do. Now run along back to Raivis, let me relish the moment of happiness, da?" Ivan smiled.

Eduard nodded and left as his form merged into the wall beside him, completely being absorbed until he was gone.

Ivan took the wallet that was placed beside the end table next to him, he opened the leather wallet and took out a slightly wrinkled photo. " Soon we'll be together again, Liet" Ivan kissed the photo, it displayed two children dressed in thick layers of clothing, the children were both boys and seemed no older than five. The boy on the left had sincere smile on his face as he had his arm around the boy next to him, who smiled shyly at the camera. It seemed like they were in a winter wonderland.

No one would suspect the shy boy to grow up to be a force to be reckoned with…..

….

Toris let the steaming water fall over his stiff shoulders. He took a big sigh, earlier in the morning Roma Vargas had arrived along with his grandsons and Feliks, apparently for all of them to be there to greet him ,Roma had to leave his brother in charge of the orphanage.

Toris recalls the man to be from Vatican City, and has only ever seen him once. The man never really got along with Feliciano or Romano for unknown reasons.

Currently Toris was taking a shower in Antonio's apartment while the others were out exploring the city for a bit while he stayed behind, a new pair of clothes and undergarments awaited for him on the counter of the sink. Toris had awoken before anyone just to head down to Antonio's apartment, he had no idea how he was to explain sleeping in Ivan's apartment and he rather not get caught.

After finishing, Toris slipped into a white short-sleeved collared shirt and a forest green cashmere sweater that clung loosely on him. The white collar was pulled out so they framed the sweater. Beige pants hugged his thin legs and somehow managed to put emphasis on his rear. Using a towel Antonio gave him, Toris dried off his dark locks. Already brushing his teeth before having a shower, the boy left the room to search for the others.

" I was waiting for you, Mr. Carriedo was kind enough to leave the door unlocked for me. He said you'd probably needed the company, I agree as well" A all too familiar voice spoke to Toris, violet eyes stared at him with joy and a smile was directed towards him.

Toris stood there as he gave Ivan a blank expression, no words or facial expressions could be made, not a smile nor a frown just blank.

" I-I see, but why is that you came to see me? Do you need something Ivan? Perhaps my boss could-" Toris offered but Ivan raised his palm to signal Toris to stop.

" Net, I don't need him. This is not business related. I came to see you. I was….worried when I did not find you. You understand why I felt that way, da?" Ivan spoke gently as if he was talking to a child.

" Ah! I'm sorry but I left early to avoid complications with my caretaker! I didn't want to bother you with my exit because you needed your sleep, I understand that you were worried, I'm sorry for making you worry" Toris sat beside Ivan who was sitting on the leather couch.

" It is alright. Tell me Toris, do you like pelmeni? I was wondering if you would like to join me for lunch, surely some Russian influence could do you no harm?" Ivan smiled as he put his hand on Toris' shoulder, giving it a tender squeeze.

" Pelmeni? I have never had any before. I've had pierogi, my friend is Polish so he makes them for us back home from time to time" Toris replied with a thoughtful look on his face.

Ivan's smile dropped a bit " Pelmeni are much better than pierogi, I guess I'm just going to have to take you out for lunch to experience Russian cuisine" Ivan inquired. Toris looked at Ivan in disbelief " L-Lunch? But I can't-" Ivan intruded with a smile

" Don't be modest Toris. Just show up is all you have to do, simple da?" Toris looked at his lap, trying to avoid Ivan's gaze " No it's just I have to go back home tonight! I had complications going home yesterday, I wasn't supposed to be here to begin with" Toris looked away as the thought hit him full on.

" You worry so much! It is quite adorable in it's own way, It shall be my treat. I would be terribly sad if you'd deny me" Ivan leaned in closer to Toris so that their noses were barely touching. Toris froze as he held his breath, he felt light-headed as he struggled to keep his eyes open due to the other's piercing gaze.

Toris closed his eyes and flinched when he felt cold fingers run caress his cheek, he opened them to see that Ivan had taken off one of his gloves just to touch his cheek

" Skin is much better than leather, hm?" Ivan whispered as he leaned away from Toris.

" I'm sure some lunch wouldn't hurt, as long as it's before my train's departure?" Toris mumbled, Ivan chuckled and nodded " As you wish"

The two males found themselves driven by one of Ivan's personal chauffeurs, with a rented car they arrived at a family-owned restaurant, decorated with objects from Russian culture.

They sat down at were both given a lamented menu, and Toris found himself being served vodka. " It's the best they got here…" Ivan informed as he began to down his drink.

Toris nodded nervously, this wouldn't be the first time he's drank alcohol, it was during one of his awkward teenage summers when Lovino bought some beer and decided to experiment with him and Feliks. They were never caught but Toris recalls talking about the most random things at such a hyper speed.

Toris let the liquid touch his lips, it burned as it passed down his throat, Ivan stared at him as he licked his lips, savoring the vodka's flavor.

" Strong" Toris coughed slightly as he used a napkin to wipe off the flavor off his lips. " It is, perhaps I should of ordered you something more subtle?" Ivan commented, a deviant grin on his lips. Toris couldn't help but feel a slight attraction to the man, Ivan was beautiful all on his own, he could wear a trash bag and still look attractive.

" It's alright, I can finish it. Ivan tell me about yourself" Toris muttered as he felt the alcohol effect him already, he had no resistance built up whatsoever.

" I'm from Moscow. I have two sisters. I have a good job. I like sunflowers. I like Vodka. I like you" Ivan answered with a wholesome smile. It took Toris a minute to process the last statement, surely the man was joking?

" You like me?" Toris cocked his head to the side, what on earth made him lead on the other was beyond him. " Mhmm, I do. Know why?" Ivan purred lowly. Toris was a deep crimson shade, he didn't know if he wanted to know why, but once again the look of Ivan's face made him pry on further. " I don't, tell me" Toris whispered as he felt Ivan's foot slide against his leg playfully yet intent on something.

" Because your you" Ivan chuckled as if telling a joke. Toris blinked several times and realized the man truly was fooling around, he mentally slapped himself for thinking of such thoughts. " Your just teasing me" Toris countered with a frown as he took another sip from the glass.

" Not true, I have a weakness for brunettes with green eyes, with kind hearts and even more accepting souls. Da. A weakness indeed, for boys like you…" Ivan insisted as he took Toris' hand within his own, rubbing the back of the other's hand in soothing circles with his thumb.

The demon of lust and is therefore responsible for twisting people's sexual desires.

Ivan smirked as he pulled Toris' hand closer towards him, the brunette allowing him without any thought of protesting. Toris winced when he felt his fingers cradle Ivan's cheek, the blonde nuzzling lovingly into his palm " Your beautiful. Although I can tell you yourself don't seem to think so. It's okay. I can show you how beautiful you are, just follow me and you can see too, da?" Ivan whispered lowly for only Toris to hear.

People who fall to Asmodeus' ways will be sentenced to an eternity in the second level of hell.

" Okay" Toris mumbled as his bangs covered his eyes, his lips slightly open and inviting. Ivan let go of Toris and stopped playing footsie with him altogether, he dare not go any further tonight. Toris had to come to him on his own, for the life of Ivan, he will not call for Toris like the others….

" We should order the pelmeni now so you can go back to the hotel soon. I don't want you to miss your train" Ivan said in a almost distant voice, Toris felt himself return back to normal, he felt more in control of his feelings and actions than a few seconds ago.

" Your right…." Toris replied just as distant and yet more confused.

…

" It's good to be home, thank you Roma. I will repay you when I can" Toris spoke the older man as he headed for the stairs. " Nonsense. Your like family Toris, I would of done it for Feli or Lovi. Now off to bed for you, bambino" Roma sighed as he headed for the kitchen, searching for leftover pasta from the previous night.

" That was so much fun! Ludwig took me to see a movie then afterwards we went shopping" Feliciano giggled as he was talking to a equally giggling Feliks " Totally cute" the other replied. " What did Antonio do with you?" Feliks asked Lovino who blushed and flipped him off and cursed lowly in Italian. " Someone went all the way today huh~?" Feliks teased as he nudged Feliciano's elbow. Lovino walked past Toris up the stairs as he still flipped off Feliks who in return laughed in triumph.

" I got, like, five different numbers from guys today. Yes, I am just that damn amazing" Feliks declared with a fierce pride as Feliciano congratulated him with a naïve smile.

" And you Toris? Got any of that German experience today?" Feliks asked as he winked at the other. Toris blushed 'More like the Russian experience..' He mentally murmured.

" No, I didn't pay mind to anyone. It was just business. Goodnight-" Toris began to ascend the stairs. " Lies! Who the hell is Ivan?" Feliks tackled Toris and put him in a choke hold.

" Ah! Feliks your hurting him!" Feliciano whined. " He's strong enough to endure it! Now my uptight best friend, tell me who is Ivan? Why haven't you told me about him? Elizabeta had to tell me during our little outing today!" Feliks demanded. ' She can't keep things to herself can she?' Toris thought as he elbowed Feliks, who now held his stomach as he chuckled at the expression the brunette had on.

" Ivan is just a friend, he's really nice and I'd appreciate it if you didn't talk about him if he were a piece of meat!" And with those words Toris marched up the stairs and went into his room, ignoring the apologies from his blonde friend. Feliciano just seemed to lightly scold Feliks on delicate topics such as this one.

Toris took in a long inhale as he nuzzled against his pillow, he missed the scent of his room and sheets, it comforted him greatly. Toris suddenly remembered about his scarf, jumping off the bed and opening his closet door, he opened a small shoe box to reveal the dull scarf. On closer inspection it really looked liked Ivan's, to the point that it couldn't be a coincidence that they had identical scarves. " Ivan.." Toris said in slight sorrow as he gently took the scarf in his hands. He let his fingers grasp onto the fabric and let his cheek rub against the soft object, almost felt nostalgic in a way.

Toris needed to see Ivan again…..

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* Translations

Pobrecito = Poor little thing

Net = No

Bambino = Baby boy

* Realized I hear a whole variety of songs when doing this story XD From Vocaloid to music box renditions to Björk!*

* Also see any mistakes point them out! I try to fix it but I just don't seem to have an eye for catching on to these types of things D: More shall be explained next chapter 0_0*

* Please keep watch for the next chapter ( 030)/ See you guys soon!*

-Kiaara-Chan