The Joke

Pairings: ArthurxFrancis; AlfredxIvan; more will appear...

Warnings: implied sexual situations, implied abuse, descriptive masturbation, illegal substances (and legal);

Notes: written on the first person. It will change plots.


The night came and Francis was at 'home' baking. He already had baked one orange cake and was in the middle of a chocolate one, he needs to vent and Alfred will surely enjoy free food. He looked to the clock and noticed that he should start dinner but wasn't sure if Arthur would eat with him so he decided to wait and do something light, after all they do not eat that much.

While preparing the cakes he thought, too much, he reminded when he started working on that company and his past.

He was a waiter, and needing money he started working young doing small jobs at bars and restaurants, he was good-looking and knew it, so he used it to gain some tips and make more money-saving it to fulfil his lifetime dream, open a familiar bakery on his own gain and sweat.

He left France at 16 years old, his mother didn't approve his deviant bohemian life and tastes and his father cursed him for not wanting to continue the family job and there was always the fact he liked man but they never touched that directly until one day where he was caught.

He finished obligatory school and ran, at first to England taking a degree in English with the money his mother send him without his father knowing and the money he earned, when he was 22 he was already in the United states working as a waiter and doing small things for the chef on the kitchen, earning a bit more than most employs.

He met Gilbert and Antonio there, on that small restaurant, and they became instantly friends, Antonio was very open and Gilbert with no sense of shame invited him to a date, he couldn't refuse they seamed very nice. They started making company to each other on a bar every night and their friendship flourished, secrets, small things and even pranks become apart of a very close friendship, and even if they are all a bit strange in their own ways they couldn't ask for better friends.

When a translating company opened it was a chance of improvement for the three of them, Antonio was unemployed and Francis needed to earn more, as much he wanted the small restaurant was loosing clients and unfortunately he was expecting to be fired soon. Destiny or something was kind enough to let Gilbert keep around them, soon enough they discovered that Gilbert brother was the owner of the company and it was a mutual investment, for some reason the albino doesn't work there and no one is sure of what he does to earn money, not that anyone cares, as long he is there they are happy.

Soon enough all the nationalities become filled, the most difficult ones where Russian, Chinese and for some reason British, the owner wanted someone very good to fill the job and he was perfectionist enough to not let nothing expect perfection fill the job.

After some months a young blond gentleman filled the job and a pleasant 'relationship' came to life

"Bonjour mon cher I'm Francis and I am the French translator" with that he winked and felt the man's ass and received a non expected punch on the jaw.

"You bloody frog! What you think you are doing? Is that some stupid French agrrrr' stop looking like that, you don't go around here feeling each other arses! Git!" with that he stormed out, a few hours later he learned that his name was Arthur and had a huge pride in being a gentleman, well he didn't punch like one that was sure.

He and the Brit had a functional dispute between the two, each other getting on each other nerves until one day for some reason the Brit was on the Spaniard house and saw something that, besides his friends, had the non pleasure of seeing.

He awoke with a hangover, a dirty and not pleasant hangover, he was still on the ground with some woman in his friend house, his miserable being in his peak, dark rings on his eyes, hair deranged and guilt all over his face. He looked up and saw someone who shouldn't be there, not watching him half-naked in the ground like that. Arthur.

Arthur looked at him pity on his eyes and before going away said "You're pathetic…" pity, just pity, he never thought he would receive such awful feeling, watch or feel such feeling and yet he never felt more miserable.

On that day he realised he was broken and falling. Nights of party, drinks and sex, hollow smiles and loneliness. Yes he had his friends, his party friends, his beloved lifetime friends but he needed something more, he needed to fall in love, someone to keep him on check, someone to make him feel loved. On that day he realised he only fell in love once and he didn't even remembered well, should it feel good? Angsty? He didn't even know. He prided himself of being a concerned lover, wanting to make the partner feel good but he realised he never felt good for long, it was just empty and lonely to simply have sex instead of making love, to simply let carnal urges and lust take over instead of waiting to find someone who will truly embrace him and make him feel loved, he didn't feel loved and it was just wrong.

Those blasted words make his way on his mind and he decided to make a return point on his life.

It was hard at first and even harder when he friends decided it would be fun to start another round of bets, after a few that day, the bet day came and something happened.

The young American, him and Arthur were eating together, a few weeks ago a Russian came to the company, a creepy man for sure. The American was very quiet and lost in thought, they were slight concerned, the American was young and a lovely person, kind and childish, very warm and they attached to him like a little brother so Arthur asked what's wrong.

"How it feels to be in love?" that question took both aback and Arthur looked to him as wanting him to answer but he couldn't, he didn't know how…

"It feels good and bad at the same time lad… it's a bit angst and at the same time it feels like your on high, addicted to that one person and you can't stop thinking of him and every little thing reminds you of him…" he looked to his hands that were placed on his mug of tea "I don't know how to explain but when you find that person you know it… is a feeling so intense you can't avoid.. You will know…" Francis saw some sadness on those words. So that was love; Alfred interrupted his thoughts.

"So, if you feel unease, nervous and strange with that person that means you love him?" he frowned when he nodded "shit… and no, forget it… not going to happen!"

"Oh cher, does that mean you fell in love?"

"No! I just had this dream and then couldn't stop thinking how it would feel to feel those l-"'

"You git! We don't need to know! And don't say such things in front of the frog! He is a pervert and will teach you wrong things!"

"Oh but Arthur, I will only teach him pleasurable things~~" he laughed when a paper was thrown to him but his laughed sound empty even on his ears, he looked to them and both were frowning and looking at him strangely.

Now that he thinks properly he never left a place so suffocating like that table on that day, it was like they were reading him like one open book and he felt naked, exposed, angered and that was maybe one of the reasons he decided to accept the bet…

After that many things changed, soon started living with Arthur, both were needing to save money and that little apartment near the company appeared like a blessing, many blessings came with that. His behaviour changed, he got older and fell in love.

He sighed, slight broken and heavy breath leaving his mouth and nose.

How desperate that sounds? He can't even imagine his life without the man! One hour has passed and the next cake was in the oven, still no sign of him… He looked around and saw Arthur staring at him with a stiff upper lip as always, and a concerned look on his face, did something happen? Now he was nervous flashbacks of the last night coming with strength and guilt and pain filling his chest.

"Oh there you are, is everything alight sourcils?" he asked trying to light the mood.


Notes: I re-posted.

3rd person because I was showing you Francis life, next Arthur's life ^o^

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I am sorry for the mistakes that the story probably has.

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