"Hey Ludwig?" you asked as you looked at the grade on his math test. "Do you think you can help me study or something?"

He looked at you, then down to your math test. Written on it was a D-. It made no sense! You seemed to study your butt off for this test, and you ended up getting a sucky grade! But then again, maybe your studying was nothing compared to his, because written neatly on his test was an A+. "Sure, I'll help you." He said he leaned against the wall.

You sighed, "Thank you! You are like my savior! If I didn't get good grades my mom would totally kill me." You giggled as you stood next to him. "Just name the time and place!"

His blue eyes looked at you, "After school today at my house."

You smiled, "I've never been to your house!" you thought for a moment, "but it's probably best at your house. I mean last time I brought you home, my mom and my brothers tired to listen to our conversation…"

He simply nodded as the memory scanned through his head. "I'll see you after school then." He told you.

You giggled, "Absolutely." Just then, the bell rang, signaling that you had to get to class. You waved at Ludwig before walking to your last period class.

Well, this was strange… Usually by the time you got the drinking fountain by the gym, Gilbert was on your hip and wouldn't come off. But today, he wasn't. Shaking your head, you continued to your class, only to get questioned by a certain Frenchman and Spaniard.

"Chica [1]~ where is Gilbert today?"

"Oui [2], where is our friend at today?"

You shrugged, "I seriously have no idea…" They blocked your way, "but I really do have to get to class." You pushed past them, only to have them follow you to class, since it was also theirs.

Last period World History went quickly. You would have dozed off once or twice but, that was impossible considering the certain bubbly Italian who sat on one side, and the more serious Italian who sat on the other.

You were cushioned between Feliciano and Romano, the Italian twins. Constantly the two fought with each other, and even one time got their ahoges stuck together. You honestly didn't get it. How could someone as stern and serious and Ludwig be friends with such a bubbly –idiotic- person such as Feliciano? The concept of opposites attract was the first thing that popped up in your head.

Bell ringing once more told you that the end of the day had come, and that you should go find a certain German. Picking up your bag and books, you elbow made contact with Romano's ahoge causing the Italian to shudder and fall out of his chair. You looked at him, mouth opened wide.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry! Did I hit you?" Panic filled your voice, for you where afraid he was injured.

His amber eyes looked at you, wide as plates. "y-you..." He paused and squeaked as you leaned forward. "Touched my curl!"

Your face turned blank. "That's it?"

"It's super sensitive Ve~ that's why we don't like it touched~!" the other Italian told you as he picked up his brother.

You clicked your tongue. "I'll keep that in mind. Sorry Romano~!" you giggled. "Ciao~!" you laughed, using the one word of Italian you could remember before slinging your bad over your shoulders and walking out of the room.

Taking a left outside of the room, you face made contact with someone's chest."Oh, I'm so sorry!" You looked up and met baby blue eyes. "Oh hey Ludwig! I was about to go find you."

He looked down at you, "You should really watch where you walk."

You smiled, "I'll never learn~!"

In his mind, all he could seriously think about was teaching you a lesson. Being the inside pervert that he was, everything innocent you told him, could turn into a perverted thought in his mind. But he never thought that you were the type who would wear a garter belt, or a revealing maids outfit…

His eyes widened as images flashed through his mind. "Hey? You okay?"

He just nodded and tired his hardest to push all naughty thoughts out of his head. "Ready to go?" he asked, making sure his voice didn't break.

You nodded. "Let's get going~!" He gestured for you to walk, which you did as he began leading you to his home.

You stepped up the 3 stairs that laid in front of his house, and waited as he pulled his keys out and unlocked his front door. With a simple push of his arm, the door swung open, and he gestured you to enter. You walked in, him not far behind you. Shedding your jacket, as well as your shoes, you were attacked by three dogs.

"You guys, leave her alone." Ludwig told them. Obeying automatically, the dogs settled down and sat down.

A bang upstairs caused you to look up the stairs. "What was that?"

Ludwig looked awfully pale as his eyes scaled from the stairs to your curious eyes. "I'll be right back."

You nodded as he started up the stairs; taking a left one he reached the landing. The sound of a door opening raked through the house. You could hear Ludwig and whoever was up there speaking German.

"Was machst du?[3]" you recognized as Ludwig's voice.

"Ich bin Herumspielen mit diesem Mädchen[4]." The other person replied and gestured into his room, where a woman was tied to his bed.. You reconized that voice too... It was Gilberts! Gilbert turned around and told the girl he would be back in a moment. Walking out of his room, Ludwig followed."Jetzt kann ich das nicht in meinem eigenen Haus[5]?"

"N-nein! Das ist es nicht!" Ludwig tried to stop his brother before he saw you."Ich brachte jemand zu Hause.[6]"

"Lst es ein Mädechen?[7]" He smirked. Gilbert made it to the stairs and looked down to the visitor. His smirk grew as he laid eyes on you, who had taken a seat on the bottom of the stairs."Oh Ludwig~! You didnt tell me it was Emma!"

You turned to look at the annoying German and nearly fell over in a numbing nosebleed. He stood at the top of the stairs, no shirt on, leather pants and gloves and a police hat on his head. And to top it all off, he was twirling what looked like a riding crop in his hands. Ludwig stood next to him, blush dusting his pale skin.

"You're next." He said teasingly and pointed the riding crop at you. You blushed and looked at him.

Ludwig quickly made his way down stairs, literally picked you up, as well as your shoes and walked out of the house as fast as he could. For if he didn't, he was certain Gilbert would have told you about his overly obsessive love for all things kinky.

1-girl

2-Yes

3-What are you doing?

4-I'm messing around with this girl.

5-now I can't do this in my own house?

6-No, that's not it… I just brought someone home!

7-Is it a girl?

Oh my friggin gosh. Sorry it took forever to update this one~! alot of things have happened, but heres the new chapter and i promise i'll try and update as much as i can~!

-emy