The night of the dance, Arthur leaned just outside Alfred's home, staring up into the sky. 'He was right, they are so bright tonight.' No other place in Europe he lived cast such gleaming stars, there was no need for candle lights nor lanterns. A soft blue, luster blanketed the whole village that the demon couldn't imagine possible. 'It does look romantic.' He inhaled with a smirk, knowing tonight his hunger for real human blood would be served. With closed eyes, he heard the chimes of bells from a distance, the band practiced their soften tolls. He lowly began to hum in tune to himself.

Walking up behind him, the other man listened to him hum, simpering. 'He sounds really good, wonder how he sounds singing?' The blonde was annoyed for not asking the British man to join him at the dance. 'I wish I knew how he felt about me. I don't like being this nervous. Nor do I like dressing my self up for no reason.' Blue eyes lined in fine charcoal looked over the man he had grown attached, and attracted to, so quickly.

The vampire sniffed lightly and caught a leafy scent wafting in the breeze. "Dear?" He faced him from the side and took in the blonde man's outfit. 'My, he looks dashing in that.' A blue vest hugged tightly around Alfred's chest, showing his body curves, Arthur noted. Long sleeves of a dress shirt revealed arm muscles that the demon only felt, never seen before. With eyes looking over him more, Arthur wished the matching white pants were tight instead of loose like they were.

Alfred smiled with light pink cheeks, slipping on a deep blue jacket. "Hi Arthur. What do you think, presentable?" He slowly turned his body for Arthur as he checked, imagining those green orbs staring over him.

His eyes twitched at the uneven folds around his collar and chest. "Almost." He stepped close to the blue eyed man, fixing and flattening the jacket's creases and wrinkles until it was appeasing. "That's better."

Alfred stopped his mind wondering about hands wandering to other places on him and grinned down at Arthur teasingly. "May I now be seen in public my Lord? Or should I just stay here tonight?"

"Yes, you're dressed as a proper gentleman should be, let me show you with a mirror." His father never let any of his boys leave the house without being straighten out. Stainless shirt, pressed pants, even socks and tied shoes. Growing up, Arthur became accustom to the routine and imposing it on Alfred brought back his childhood. "Where do you keep one?"

"It's on the door inside the closet. And the title of Gentleman would go to you, not me."

From that, Arthur grinned and headed to the bedroom inside the home, starlight flooding through the windows. 'So bright.'

He stepped forward to follow him then paused as he heard his name called.

"Alfred! There you are, I was worried I had missed you." Katyusha hurried forward, her green dress blew slightly.

"Ah, I thought you went straight to the dance. Is everything ok?" Alfred placed his hand on her back, making sure she stayed steady as she regained her breath.

"I came to gave you the flowers for your partner~" Katyusha held up brilliantly blue flowers.

Arthur opened the closet and searched carefully, not wanting to rip or ruin anything. "Found the bloody thing." He looked into the mirror, it didn't look back. He avoided mirrors to not exposed himself but he found it as an annoyance. With an invisible reflection, he couldn't checked if he had a spot after cleaning his face of blood. "I guess I won't have one again." He thought over time he would regain his image in a mirror, apparently, that had yet to happen.

Alfred sigh and looked away. "I didn't ask him to come... I'm sorry you spent your time here instead of the dance, Katyusha."

Her cheeks puffed up as she stood taller, poking his chest. "You won't know if you don't ask him!"

"I also won't be rejected if I don't ask." He glanced back at the house. "I could just give him the flowers though. I'm sure he will love them."

"They came from England, like him." Seeds from the United Kingdom were the ones she collected herself since a person from the island nation visiting was a rarity itself. "Just like he'll love you?" Katyusha peeked into the window, trying to spot the man in the house.

The blushing blonde turned her around to the hill, gently taking the flowers out of her hands. "Go and have fun, I'll either bring him or stop by to give you a dance too." He shooed her away, looking at the flowers in his arms. 'Moment of truth, huh?'

"Here, now you can see why-" Arthur stopped himself and set the mirror aside when the bouquet surprised him. "Are those-?" Flashbacks spurred of his youth, plucking those exact flowers in the fields and giving them to his teacher and mother. Taking in the memories of their thank yous, his giggles and all smiles dazed him. "When did you-?" He shook his head to clear it and asked. "Shouldn't you attend the dance? You're keeping your sweetheart waiting."

Alfred offered the flowers shyly. "I asked my friend for some flowers from England... and as I haven't asked him to the dance yet, he's not there."

'Why is he...?' Arthur held the blue bouquet close to his heart, trying his best to surpress the tinge of pink brushing his cheeks. "I'm glad you're giving these to me..." 'He's not wanting me to go with him, is he?' The demon stared into blue eyes, finding the answer.

He looked into green orbs, face light pink and eyes filled with nervousness and longing. "I was wondering if you would go to the dance with me, Arthur?"

His emeralds widen, mouth gasped lightly, heart beating louder. 'I...' The vampire calmed down with a smile, taking one of Alfred's hands and kissing the knuckles softly. 'I can use him to my advantage.' That's right, he needed someone to take him. "I want nothing more then to treat you to the Starlight Dance."

Alfred smiled widely, face flushed and leaned forward to place a quick kiss on his cheek. "Are you ok with leaving now or do you want a few minutes?" He stared at Arthur's lips again. 'I wonder if they'll be cold? Or soft on mine?'

"I'm ready for you." The beast hid his smirk. 'I'm ready to drink.'

He held out his arm. "Then we should head out, the opening song will start soon."

Arthur glanced at the limb. "I understand you have asked me but I feel as though right to be escorting you, my dear." He bowed, tipping his hat and gave his arm.

However, the other man raised his eyebrow and shook his finger. "Nope. I asked you out my fine sir. I shall be escorting you."

'I'll have my way with you soon.' His parched throat didn't want Arthur to ensure a fight and took Alfred's arm. "Lead the way."

"Thank you." He placed his hand over Arthur's and lead him towards the hill until he heard Roderich begin playing.

Arthur followed, planning his moment to strike the blue eyed man's neck. "You're welcome, my sweet Alfred." Perhaps find a good reason to separate the fool from the crowd and isolate him deep into the forest? Alfred didn't seem too afraid of the assaults, Arthur could tell another lie to lure him. 'Hmm, he does like me.'

Slowing their pace, Alfred noticed a young couple already under the archway, but Romano sounded displeased with them. Felix and Torris held their hands together but each time they faced each other to say their vows, they burst in chuckling fits. The reverend grunted, waved his book around, threatening to smack them. "Let's try this again." He pinched a nerve between his furrowed brows then rubbed his temples. "I, Felix, will cherish and honor you, Torris, will all my love and care."

The Polish man relaxed to a smile and repeated. "I, Felix, will cherish and honor you, Torris, will all my lust and-" A snort broke out another giggle party twitched Romano's hands into fists.

"Che cazzo stai dicendo?! I said love not lust!" If it weren't for the fact he was holding a sacred book, he would have thrown it to the ground. He huffed loudly, sneered at the happy, almost newlyweds. "I'm going to be here a while, aren't I?"

"That poor man, he seems really frustrated." Arthur observed the reverend turn red and sigh during the ceremony.

Alfred tugged Arthur to the buffet set up by Italy, wanting to dance closer to the music. "Don't mind him. He has a really big heart under all that toughness." A cat ran by them, Venciano chased the furry animal with an annoyed Heracles chasing him.

"Please, I promise I'll return her, I just a wanted to play with your kitty!"

"No, you're suppose to be watching the food!"

Letting them pass by, Alfred let out a laugh. 'Almost like last year.' The blonde blushed faintly, glancing over at him and noticing the flowers still in his hand. "When I saw them, I thought they were beautiful, but compared to you, they seem so plain and dull." Blue eyes faced the ground, face flushed. 'That was horribly cheesy. I should have just kept my mouth shut.'

'That was actually sweet of him to say.' Wait, what was Arthur thinking? Pay attention! "Love, look at me now, let's have none of that." The vampire lifted the lowered chin. "Let's enjoy ourselves together on this romantic night." He gestured to the stars above and music below.

Blue eyes gazed up into the stars, simpering softly. 'I like being called love.' "Since I escorted you, you can lead during dancing."

"My pleasure." It really was. He had many favorite pass times and dancing almost topped the list. The Englishman placed the flowers on a near by table and smoothen his hand down Alfred's hip, grasping securely.

The blonde moved closer, face still the shade of flamingo feathers. "Ignore any whispers please, they're all surprised I came with someone." But all too well, Alfred heard the gossip among his fellow people as if whispering in his ear.

"Alfred's not alone this time?"

"Who is with him?"

"I've never seen that person."

"I think they look so lovable together."

Green eyes fixed on blue, as he swayed their bodies together. "Is that so?"

He wrapped his arms around his neck, nodding while moving slightly closer. "I've never asked anyone to come with me before and have only danced with two people." He was never surprised when no one asked him to dance, there was a reason only his best friend and the town flirt danced with him.

"I take it you do know how to dance well?" Not likely, with how hesitant Alfred stepped in time with the music.

"That obvious, huh? I never learned when I was younger, was always taking care of the family." He regretted not learning how to dance in later years of his life, mostly during moments such as these when he was unsure exactly how to move. "You, however, must be a professional."

"I'll teach you." Arthur began to stroll steps like strides and twirled his partner close to himself. "Dancing is like caring, you need to know the right move to keep your loved one with you at all times."

He laughed and tried to follow the moves, keeping his eyes focused on green. "Oh? Never thought of it that way before."

"Well, it is also like making love but I'm afraid you'd blush." Smiling back, the demon spun them slowly, keeping body and eye contact close.

More feathers flocked on to his cheeks as Alfred tilted his head up. "I've made love before and it seemed nothing like dancing."

At this, Arthur stopped. "You... have?" So many questions riddled his mind. When was this? Alfred didn't look a day over eighteen. With whom did he make love to? It couldn't have been the woman he spoke of since they were just friends. Why didn't it feel like dancing to the young man? One should be that close if they are intimate. Lastly, why did it concern Arthur?

"Before I came to this village I fell for someone hard and fast..." Only after the fact, Alfred knew the one he loved wouldn't return his feelings. "It didn't last and I would change several things about that night given the chance but I can't." If there was anything he could give just to have a second try, he would at a moment's noticed. 'But, I'm with Arthur now, maybe this is my chance at love?'

"My dear, I'm sorry to hear about that." He brushed a finger against blushing skin. "I hope you learnt such affections must be taken with paces, like dancing." Arthur lead them closer to the center of the hill, drawing their faces near.

He nodded, leaning into the touch. "I did, it's why I haven't had a relationship, hadn't found the right partner." Of course, after his first and only brush with love, he never really looked again, unable to handle the same experience twice.

"For your heart's sake, I pray you do find them." Giving a deaf ear to the low remarks, the gentleman continued swaying in sync with the tune played by the small band.

Alfred followed the tempo, looking deeper into green eyes. 'I think I already have. Question is does he feel the same or will my heart be crushed?'

Arthur broke the strong gaze with a question he pondered. "Where are you from?"

"I'm from the Colonies actually, probably why my accent is so messed up."

"It's fine, I like your voice." He nuzzled the neck he so wanted to bite. "I've never been over seas before."

Alfred exposed his neck slightly. "It's a long boat trip over. If you do plan on it, make sure you're prepared."

It would grant him a new food supply and he liked the idea. He saw a woman come near with a white haired man at her side. "Who's that?"

Alfred looked over his shoulder and groaned lowly. "Oh great... the man's Gilbert, don't take anything he says to heart. The woman is my best friend Elizaveta." 'I didn't want to see him tonight, I know he's gonig to tease me.' He had an interesting relationship with him, mostly involving him ignoring whatever Gilbert said when he was drunk while the Prussian poked fun at him for any numerous things he thought unusual or wrong about the blonde.

Glibert laughed at the sight of the village loner with another person. "So tell the great Gilbert how much Alfred paid to get you to dance with him?"

Alfred twitched, turning slightly to look down at him. "I see no great Gilbert anywhere, are you sure he exists?"

The Prussian sneered and joked again. "Oh, that's right, you have no money, I guess you paid with your body." Gilbert examined the gentleman behind. "Must have not been that good if he's all you could get."

Elizaveta slapped her hand on his chest roughly. "Mind your manners! We should be glad for our little Alfred!"

He glared and met face to face with Gilbert, leaning down to whisper in his ear. "You can insult me all you want but if you say anything about Arthur, I may mistake Gilbird for my next meal."

"Eh?" The Prussian faced between the two men. Alfred always gave his jokes and insults the cold shoulder, never did he threaten him or his pet bird. "Alfie... are you...? You like this man?"

"I do." The blonde knew he acted mean which was unusual for him but when Gilbert suggested Arthur was worth so little, he gotten so angry and defensive.

"I want to wish you two the best of luck." The Hungarian woman added with confidence.

Alfred grinned at her. "Thank you Elizaveta. Make sure he doesn't give you too much trouble, hmm?"

"I can handle my own." She giggled.

"There is a nice spot I've been want to take you."

She hit him again as Gilbert laughed, then waved, returning to the dance. "Have fun you two!"

"We will!" He waved while they left, the faced Arthur. "Sorry about that."

"It's alright. I should be introduced to your friends."

Another man caught them together, then began skipping to them, laughing. "Honhonhon~"

"I know but he still shouldn't have said such lies." Alfred fluttered his hand on Arthur's shoulder and smiled.

"My I have this dance~?" Francis copied Alfred and turned the mystery man at him.

"Francis." He glanced at Arthur, letting him decide since he was the one asked to dance.

Arthur paid little to no mind to the other Frenchman, strolling away with Alfred. "I must turn down your offer, Sir." He never got along with people from France, too touchy and close for his liking. "I am to remain with the man who asked me, my dear Alfred."

The blonde smiled widely at Arthur, leaning down to whisper in his ear. "That's the man I told you about, the one who dances with everyone, bit of a flirt."

"Ah but Mon Cher, I would have asked you to the dance myself if our adorable, little Alfred hadn't hidden you away~" Francis followed after them.

"Might I add, sir, that I wouldn't have accepted you." Arthur pulled Alfred by his side, showing he was going to not change his partner.

"Sorry Francis. Maybe you should go dance with Gilbert? He was talking about looking for you when he was over here." Alfred grinned slightly.

Alone, dancing again, the gentleman looked over at the other couples. "I just want to be with you."

Alfred looked up at the stars then smiled at him. "Would you like to go to this little spot I found last year? We can still hear the music but no one else will bother us there."

XXXX

"I congratulate you and wish for a happy marriage." Dr. wang bowed to the just married couple with Natasha, the younger sibling of Katyusha. Her older brother, Ivan, grew weary by her. If he were attending, finding shelter from her landed first spot on his priorities. With good reason, Vash and Natasha sold weapons together, having the same affection for blades.

"Have this for protection and as a wedding present." The woman handed them a long dagger.

During his break, Roderich danced with Elizaveta but the glint caught his eye and he marched himself to them, trying not to raise his voice. "Put that thing away! I share the same worries but we are to have fun tonight."

"We want to make sure no one is bitten tonight of all nights." Yao explained, as Torris nervously took their gift in hand.

"I appreciate that but if we all stay together, that won't happen. Remember, it attacks those who are alone. Now please, just relax." He left them, wanting more to be with his dance partner more then scolding at the good doctor and weaponist.

The Romanian man returned to the Austrian, not caring he interrupted his dance with Elizaveta. "I will be leaving in a few days, this is your last chance for my services."

Roderich turned slightly to look at the new comer, frowning. "We still do not know if you speak the truth, and the fee you charge is too large to take such a chance."

"I believe any price is worth your life." He then gestured at the Hungarian woman. "What if this pretty young lady was next? Hmm? Would you throw her in the jail, knowing you could have prevented her ill fate?"

"Our people are in the jail for their own protection as well as the people out here. Our doctor, the best in this country is researching for a cure. We will inform you if we need your help."

"Very well..."

XXXX

"Like them?" Arthur asked, watching a couple Felix and Torris sneak into the forest.

Alfred also watched Felix and Torris walk past and shook his head slightly. "Not quite like them, but yes." 'I know what they are going to do and it's a dance of a completely different nature.'

"Then yes, I'll follow."

Alfred turned and walked the grassy feild, until it grew taller into the forest, keeping his arm around Arthur's waist. 'If I remember right there were some wild flowers there too.'

The gentleman relaxed in the grip, despite unused to being held there. He stroked his bouquet, grinning. "Thank you for these, they comfort me."

"I'm glad they do so, I had hoped you would like something from your homeland." Alfred stepped into a small clearing where light seeped through the trees and grinned finding no one but the stars just as bright as in the hill everyone celebrated in.

"I'm... really touched that you would do this for me. It's romantic that you would to ask me to your village traditional dance." The vampire gazed with Alfred, truly pleased.

"You must have made me the happiest person here tonight when you said you would come."

"You saved my life that night, it's the least I can do. Also," he looked into those blue eyes, "I wanted to come with you."

"I believe this has been the best dance ever. Thank you for making it so." The blonde leaned down and kissed his cheek then stepped into the middle of the clearing and held out his hand. "Shall we continue dancing?"

"Of course, love." They pulled closer, beginning the strides and strolls as one in harmony.

As he moved closer, the blue eyed man notice the Englishman's cold skin. "Are you cold?"

"Are you?" He wrapped an arm around Alfred and pushed him along a tree, bodies warmly against each other.

"I'm fine, thanks." 'I do like being this close however.' Alfred unconsciously nuzzled the top of Arthur's head happily.

"Better?" Arthur placed the flowers to their side, best to not crush them, he thought. Rather, best to not spill any blood on them.

"Yes." Alfred glanced away shyly then whispered. "Its tradition to kiss your partner who you mostly danced with."

"Is it?" His brows rose. "This village is heavily based on romance, no?"

"It sort of is, yes. I believe it's mostly because the people who started this village were a couple and got married on this day."

"If it's tradition, then I won't be the first to break it." Arthur moisten their lips with his cool tongue, closing his eyes and leaned in slowly.

Tightening his hold on Arthur, blue eyes closing, he blushed cherry red while leaning forwards. He prepared himself to take in every sound and feeling as soon as they touched. He had been so lustful for Arthur's kiss. 'Please, let this really be happening.'

Frosty from the air, soften lips touched lightly, the vampire pressed his body harder to the other man's on the tree. 'Exactly according to plan.' Maybe not exactly, but attacking Alfred somewhere secluded was his ideal plan.

He knew his greed pressed for more but, taking the advice, the blonde gradually pressed his lips further onto Arthur's, the blush increasing as he heard himself moan escaping his throat. A wave of heat passed over him and settled just between his legs, twitching forwards. Already, his legs started to weaken and he clinged to Arthur's neck.

'Feisty, aren't we?' Arthur took note, moving his hips on Alfred's, returning a light moan and cradling his head. The demon was surprised by the reactions, not a professional in kissing and felt a surge of confidence once their gap closed between them. He ignored the height in his body temperature and stronger, almost pounding of his heart.

The swooning man groaned quietly as he tilted his head, hips almost thrusting into Arthur's, wanting more pleasant heat. 'So much better than I dared dream.' Their lips worked faster, searching for a spark to warm the throbbing skin under their clothes.

'I have him in my grasp, it's all play right now.' The monster smirked, knowing he could do what he liked with Alfred, finally. He licked for entrance, blowing softly and rubbing his hips slowly. Deepening their kiss, he heard more of the hard groan from Alfred which he enjoyed hearing. 'His voice is more of a song then...' Enough, stop getting distracted!

Sucking on Arthur's tongue, the blushing blonde whimpered, bringing a hand up and cupping the back of his head gently. The other, gripped the blue cloth on Arthur's shoulder, hanging on from shaking legs. 'Oh, yes, yes... more... please.' His hips thrusted into a grind as he needed air, but that wasn't vital to him, he didn't bare to think about stopping the passionate kiss.

"Mmm." He hummed, running his muscle on Alfred's teeth, noticing two were uneven. No matter, it didn't stop Arthur from pursuing what he desired so greatly. 'Him. His blood.' He slipped out only to lick down Alfred's delicious neck, but his scarf covered most of it.

He tilted his head back and moaned loudly, mouth open for heavy panting. "A-Arthur~"

"Alfred." He named back, pulling the scarf down and found a faint, partial scar. 'He kept that covered?' Not important to him, he kisses a spot he thought sweetest and licked hard. Groaning from his stomach begging him, his tongue licked faster, preparing the skin for his fated fangs.

A groaned slipped past his hot mouth, his back arched, hips never tire from moving. 'My necks been covered for so long, i-it must be sensitive to touch.' He gripped Arthur's strands, pushing his head closer to the skin, voice wavering.

Oh, so lightly the hungry vampire nipped the skin, slicking it one last time with his tongue. He felt every part of his body urge for a bite, Arthur moaned giving his neck a final kiss before going in for the kill. 'You're mine, poor lad.' He opened his mouth, baring dry fangs, and pulled blonde hairs to increase his access, so close to quenching his thirst.

It amazed him to be in such a position, he never thought the feelings from his first time could rekindled in his heart again. Lust and arousal overwhelmed the blonde, both physical and emotional. At the same time, it was different, more emotion than his first, more than just wanting him at the moment. It was wanting to stay with him. That's what he had been experiencing the moment he first saw the Englishman now pressed against him. He shunned the thought of the other man leaving, he enjoyed his company.

"A-Arthur." Everything felt perfect to the courted man, they danced alone sharing their first romantic kiss. Just like how Alfred wanted with Arthur. So close and warm, he was at peace with the man touching his neck. Alfred whispered softly in wonder, tilting his head back more. "I love you..." Cheeks deepened in color as he realized what he had said out loud.