Triple Date Night

A/N: Herro! I'm back with the seventh part of this fanfiction! I'm so sorry for making this late! The thing about me is I'll only make one chapter per day no matter what. There has never been a time where I wrote two whole chapters in one day.

Also, apparently I ended up giving three people a oneshot from the 'clap, ooh, snort' question. Meh. I'll write them all. Who cares.

In this chapter, watch as the second part of the Bad Touch Plan gets followed through with! What will the Badly Treated trio say about having a triple date they were never told about? Find out in this chapter! Enjoy!

X~Epic pagebreak~X

Francis and Arthur were the first ones to arrive at the restaurant. It was dim-lighted, nothing too fancy. "Table for two?," questioned the overly-cheery waitress, bouncing on her heels as she waited for a response. "For six," Francis whispered, too low for Arthur to hear. "Okay! Follow me~" They did as she asked and followed her to a table with a booth around it. "Quite big," mumbled Arthur, clearly clueless about his partner's plans.

Just as they sat down, Gilbert and Matthew walked in the place. Before the waitress could ask if they needed a table, the German scuttled up to their friends at the table. "Hey, Francis, Arthur! Great seeing you here!," Gilbert laughed out quite loudly, Matthew just reaching the table. "Bonjour, Gilbert! Sit down, let's all eat together!" Arthur and Matthew opened their mouths to say something, but were cut off by the Prussian's laugh-hiss. "You know it!" Gilbert shoved Francis in a bit to sit beside him. The Canadian merely sighed and sat beside his boyfriend.

They were about to order drinks as a certain cheery Spaniard and his hot-headed lover walked in the door, Antonio shouting across the room, "Francis! Gilbert! Hola!" He quickly ran over to the four and began a conversation. Lovino's eyes narrowed. Didn't Arthur say he was going on a date with his boyfriend only? And now they were sitting side-by-side with Gilbert and Matthew? Lovino was getting a little suspicious when Antonio sat down with the rest if his trio. He motioned to the Italian with his hand to go over there. Lovino complied, putting a scowl on his face as the Spaniard said, "We're going to eat with these guys~" Lovino, not in the mood for fighting back, slumped into the booth, right beside Matthew.

"They did the same thing to us," Matthew said in his whisper-like voice. Something in the Brit's head clicked. "They planned for this to happen." As soon as Arthur said that the other boys from the Badly Treated trio's eyes darkened. "Should have known...," commented Matthew. "Of course they aren't going to break their stupid-ass tradition for a date," deadpanned the Italian, glaring at seemingly nothing. "Well, what did you expect? They are the Bad Touch trio..."

X~Eating conversations~X

By now, everyone had their food ordered. There was an awkward silence until Arthur decided to pipe up. "I have a question to shine light to. At least for me. What DID happen yesterday while I was... Sleeping?" The Brit seemed to have stumbled on the last word, glancing over at Francis for a split second. "Oh~! I threw a ba-" He didn't finish, as Lovino started glare at him meaningfully. Arthur was about to open his mouth to question, when Gilbert cut in. "Antonio threw a ball at Lovino and there began a... kitchen war?" The Brit decided it was not worth it to push any farther, as he understood next to nothing about what the Bad Touch trio did. He just nodded and went back to eating.

"Did you guys see that guy in his front yard making some weird shrine thing while we were driving here, or was it just me?," Gilbert asked at a random time. "Don't worry, you weren't the only one. Frere saw him too~" Everyone else was at a loss. "Who the hell would be making a fucking shrine in his front yard?," spat Lovino, scowling. Francis shrugged. "Who knows. Some people just do things odd things like that~" Everyone began staring at the Frenchman. After a few seconds, Arthur muttered, "You do not have a right to talk about people doing odd things..."

Just as they were paying the bill, Antonio brought something up. "Hey, don't you think it's odd we all came here at the same time?" The Badly Treated trio's faces changed to wear expressions of unamusement. Gilbert was about the respond, but Matthew cut him off. "Guys, we knew this whole time that you planned this." The Bad Touch Trio's expressions faltered, then they all sighed. "Well, phase three failed before it even started," Francis muttered. "Mm~ We can't get anything past you three...," Antonio chuckled, bright yet a little defeat in his eyes. "Well, the bill is paid, so let's go home."

X~At the house~X

As soon as they reached the Spaniard's house -they only went there since it was the closest-, everyone put their jackets up on the hook and sat down on the couches in the very modern looking living room. No one said anything for a while. Everyone was either staring at the clock that read 10:30pm, the floor, or the blank television screen. "I'm going to make some drinks," Arthur spoke, quietly getting up and walking to the kitchen.

When he arrived back, he gave everyone the drink they thought they would like the best. No one knew why, but everyone just broke out laughing. Everyone was smiling, some tears starting to shed. "W-what are we doing?," Matthew laughed out. "I don't know!," cried Lovino, a very rare smile hanging loose over his features.

And that's how their night ended, laughing, talking, rolling on the floor. They fell asleep at midnight, ghosts of smiles left on their faces.

X~End of chapter seven~X

A/N: I'm sorry if there is any spelling or grammatical errors, I have absolutely no time to check this over of have someone beta it, as I still need to write today's chapter. So sorry for the minor setback, I had no time to write yesterday, as I was home for only about a half hour yesterday and only pre-wrote about half of this the day before. Please forgive me!

-Have fun and writ fanfictions a ton, Ryuka