"Francis you are la... oh, Roderich."
"Heil."
Vash squeezed his hand, nervously and again he caressed his hand a little with his fingers. Which relaxed him like every single time.
"Your mother is... I was... we... Well your mother was, I... well... i was just... Ehm..."
"Oh were you taking a bath? She likes the tub, we took one yesterday night." said Roderich.
"Oh... did you enjoy it?" German asked thinking of course that he refers to Roderich and his mother.
"Well... yes."
Vash looked at Mr. Edelstein for a moment, then blushed and looked at his feet.
"Hmm. You don't seem too convinced."
"Because mutti came in before we ended."
Wasn't him with her, he wondered...
"Interrupted? I don't get it..."
Vash looked at Roderich sideways. Was he really going to tell his father? He swallowed.
"Forget it. Are we going to go somewhere? Do you want to know our campus?"
Vash breathed again.
"Ah, yes. But we have to wait your brother... do you know anything about him?"
"About Arthur?" Roderich sighed and entered in the room going to sit in a big leathered seat "He is Vash's friend."
Vash looked at Roderich with huge eyes.
"He is not such a good friend of mine!" He said quickly.
"Well, not a close friend like me, obviously" he answered shrugging.
"Hmm... what a friend, Mr. Zwingli... " Mr. Edelstein said, disgusted. "Is it common here to have those, Ehm, preferences openly?"
"No! No, sir, no. He doesn't have anything openly, I'm sure this is something that only happened with your son!" Vash assured.
"Oh, now you are saying this was my son's idea..." Mr. Edelstein didn't seem to like the response, frowning. Roderich smirked a little.
"No! I'm... I-I'm saying A-Arthur is not, he has never... I have never seen him do anything like this before."
"If you are a decent man, I don't see how could you see him do anything intimate..."
"I am, sir, really!" He looked at Roderich sideways, worried.
"Why you doubt about this being absolutely your son's idea, vater?"
"Because my son is not a pervert, obviously he's found a bad influence!"
Roderich stared his father above his glasses and his father sighed.
"I would think Francis should forget him as he has forgotten all of the ladies he has met back home... but your mother says..."
"Mutti always says."
"And she is usually right" German looked at Vash sideways. "Will Arthur talk? Or do I need to ensure he will not?"
Roderich looked to Vash.
"I-I don't think... he will" Vash responded, nervous. "He would damage his reputation..."
"Hmm... you will have to be careful and spy for us, Mr. Zwingli..."
"That sounds brilliant, could you do it, Vash?"
"S-Spy? Who, A-Arthur? Well I can... check if he... I... "he was certainly not happy with spying a friend. "If he talks, I'll come back and ensure he doesn't..."
"Anyways he is a briton, so... any information will be welcome."
Vash shivered with that... threat. Yes, you are now spying for the nazis
"Hmm..."
"Oh, come on... it's easy, don't you think?" Roderich stood up and walked to Vash smiling... and then caressed his face. Did it was necessary, you, gaul?
Vash blushed and nodded.
"I knew it. It's just because... is my brother, we want him to be safe. You want to be a doctor to protect people and make them safe..."
"Alright then, this is set!" Mr. Edelstein nodded. "My final question has, I hope, an obvious answer. Roderich, will Mr. Zwingli talk? Will he be discreet and loyal to us instead of to his "friend" Arthur?" Mr. Edelstein addressed the question to his son but looked at Vash with piercing eyes.
Vash, who was looking to Roderich and about to answer him, looked at his father confused of having him talk about him as if he were not there.
"He will talk with me, we don't have secrets between us, do we?" Roderich asked Vash directly this time, without stopping caressing his face.
"I-I... o-of course not, you know I-I am your b-best friend and I would never betray you!" He whispered. Roderich smiled in accordance with it.
"Hmmm... good. I value loyalty. I'm glad you've found a good friend here too..."
Roderich smiled to his father so proud... (and all the latins are trying to hit their heads because no one are noticing what is Roderich doing)
German is too used to it. Of course, with Ludwig. Then, Gala left the bath in a vapor cloud, as usually.
"It was not Francis, it was Roderich" Mr. Edelstein told her and blushed a little because she was beautiful and well, PERFECT
"Oh! Roro! Good morning" she got closer to them and hugged, first Roderich, and then Vash, who blushed a bit with her too.
Well, she ruined a little the magic of Roderich seducing him to be a nazi spy.
Ugh! And in front to his father!
Yes, that is exactly why the latins are trying to punch someones face. German got closer to Gala and smiled placing his hands on her waist.
"So, are you friends with Vash?"
"I am, yes... he is very helpful" Mr. Edelstein nodded. "I'm going to get dressed."
"Ah, I'm glad you like him." Said Gala.
"He is useful" Answered German
"And sweet" she winked to Vash who bluuuushed again.
"Hmmm I don't care if he is sweet or not, he seems to be a good friend of Roderich's"
"It's important to be sweet and nice."
"If you are you, yes... he also seem to be quite tough, physically" Mr. Edelstein analyzed Vash making him quite uncomfortable.
"I don't know if he is stronger than Ludwig" Roderich pondered.
"He cannot be stronger than Ludwig, have you seen how much he trains?" commented Mr. Edelstein.
"He does it too, every morning."
Vash blushed even more every second... since they seem to continue talking about him as if he were not here.
"He is too short."
"But... he has... Vash, take off your shirt." Ordered Roderich.
"Whaaat?"
"Come on, just so my father can..."
"B-But..." Vash hesitated, but Mr. Edelstein got closer to him, curious.
"You don't have to be ashamed, you have a perfect body" Roderich assured.
"Come on, Mr. Zwingli, we are all curious" Great, Roderich, that almost doesn't make Vash nervous.
"Well, not me, because I saw it before, but..." pointed Roderich
Was it necessary to tell everyone that he had seen him naked? Vash blushed even more but very obedient, he started unbuttoning his shirt
Better that way, because Roddie was close to do it by himself
Oh, god. Vash finished unbuttoning but still kept the shirt closed with his hands.
Ok, you want a bit of fun, Vash, we know it.
No he doesn't, it's just... it's not that easy!
Roderich took the neck of the shirt and begun to open it
"R-Roderich..." he whispered opening his eyes even more.
He smiled and passed his hands through his chest... don't you want to kiss him too?
Mr. Edelstein looked at them a bit suspiciously with half closed eyes, although he was not able to point what was the problem. Vash shivered and got goosebumps in the chest.
"Do you see?" He asked. No, nobody can see because you have your hands still on it.
"Not really. Are you hiding something? A scar maybe?" Asked Mr. Edelstein thinking that that would explain everything.
"Hiding?" He asked without moving the hands. Well or maybe moving for Vash's chest.
"With your hands..."
"Eh? nein..."
Vash placed his hands above Roderich's softly and Mr. Edelstein turned to his wife to confirm if she couldn't see anything either.
She smiled which always meant she understood something he did not.
Roderich smiled to Vash because that means that he wasn't unconfortable. Vash looked at him with huge eyes.
"What's going on..." asked Mr. Edelstein in a whisper to His wife.
"Nothing, every thing it's OK" she smiled
Vash caressed Roderich's hands softly, completely immersed in a bubble with him. He only touched you!
Someone will take them out of the bubble?
"Roderich?!" called Mr. Edelstein suddenly, feeling a bit nervous.
"Mjm?"
"Are the rest of us going to see his chest of only you are going to touch him?"
"Ah, well, I like to do it, but... Ok" he smiled to his father and removed the hands.
Vash blinked and blushed and took a step back, trying to cover himself up again.
"No, no, come here..." Mr. Edelstein did a movement with his hand asking him to get closer to him "You do have good muscles."
"Don't be afraid, I'm just here" Roderich took his hand. Vash squeezed his hand and relaxed as aaaalways.
"Thank you, sir."
"You do not get these muscles in one day or with little exercise in the mornings!" assured Mr. Edelstein quite impressed.
"I told you" Roderich answered.
"Well certainly I see that Ludwig is no going to have it easy against him."
"Maybe I will make them fight, when he come" fight for your love, won't they? Vash says he will win.
"Fight... well, it could be a good idea. I can also offer him a job if he wants..."
"Do you want a job with my father?" Asked Roderich to Vash
"A-A job... with your father" Vash hesitated. He needed a job, he always needed a job. But... he was affraid of Roderich's father. "But I am studying now..."
"Yes... he can't leave the University"
"Well... once you are finished, then"
"Where do you work, sir? If I may ask" asked Vash, curious.
Roderich licked his lips. German looked at his son, a bit taken aback that he had not yet told his "best friend" of his work.
"You know he works for the army"
"Well, yes, but I wanted to know specifically what was he planning for me" explained Vash.
"To fight, of course, for the best army in the world."
Vash looked at Roderich, sideways.
"We... will see. Thank you, sir" he responded neutrally.
Mr. Edelstein took the combination of Vash being their new spy and Vash probably working with him as a "Vash is a new Ludwig". He even smiled a bit.
Roderich smiled again because that was a good answer and that's when someone knocked the door.
"Mein gott in himmel, finally. I am going to dress before I receive Francis. Vash, could you open the door, bitte?"
"Ah, yes, yes, sir" he quickly buttoned his shirt thinking again that he was a bit out of place.
Roderich got closer to his mother.
Vash opened the door, softly, and Francis raised his eyebrows when he saw him.