Well, they spent like an hour in this before the stomach of Vash starts to be really really hungry. And not only hungry but cold. Vash started to shiver after a while and had to interrupt the brown haired boy.
"What is the matter?" he asked, frowning, and stopping to play.
"I'm sorry... I'm just really hungry and it is freezing in here."
Roderich rolled his eyes, placing the violin inside the box
"We can come here tomorrow" Vash proposed rubbing his hands together rapidly to gain heat.
"If you're freezing it's not so helpful"
"I can bring something warmer."
"OK that can be a solution"
"I know. Aren't you hungry?
"I forget all these things when I'm playing the violin."
"You seem happier when you play.
He blushed a little, because that was true.
"You are not usually that happy" Vash shrugged walking to the door. "We will have to find a good place to place that violin in our room."
"We were talking about your bed..."
"Why not your bed?
"Ok, I can sleep in your bed."
"What? Do you want us both to sleep in my bed?" Vash blushed.
"Mmm... yes, why not?
"Oh... we... we will see then" Vash responded nervously.
"You seem a little unsure"
"I guess sleeping on the same bed... could keep me warm."
"What?"
"I am always cold. I used to sleep with my dog back home."
"Please, anyways, don't say it that way."
"What?"
"It sounds like... something sexual."
"What?!" the level of hysteria is noticable this time. "S-S-Sexual?"
"I know you aren't saying in that way, but... you know... warm... in a bed..." He blushed a little, because he was a teen too. And that topics...
"I... I... but... I was referring to be warm, no... hot."
"I know, and it isn't like I am a girl, but...have you ever been with a girl?"
Vash blushed deeply with that question.
"B-Been with... a... Have YOU been with a girl?!"
"Mmm... no, not really."
"S-So... you are... you don't... I mean... sex... you know."
"What a indiscreet question! I asked you first!"
Vash blushed even more with the accusation.
"I... I have not. I told you I am very clumsy with people."
"Even for a kiss?"
"N-No. Have you kissed a girl?"
"Yes."
"Who?!"
"A girl, in my high school, in Vi... in my home."
"Vi..."
"My home."
Vash hesitates, wanting to know, but also trying to respect him.
"So who was the.. girl?"
"Vi...chyssoise. A little Village in the north of the border with Germany.
"Of Switzerland?"
"No, of France. I told you I'm french."
"The girl, let's go back to the girl"
"She was only a girl of my school."
"And you had the courage to kiss her"
"Mmm... no. She did it."
"SHE kissed you!?"
"Yes, it was a very messy situation. In our last day of school."
"Why did she kiss you? Did she say anything"
"Well, she said that she likes me."
"You have a ridiculously easy life!"
"Why do you think that?" Roderich asked when they are in the room again, placing carefuly the violin in his bed, hiding it inside the sheets and covers.
"Girls even kiss you like that, that is having a simple life."
"No, if you don't like that girl."
"You did not like the girl?"
"No, she is a je... hum... ugly."
"Ugly?" Vash rolled his eyes. "Of course, you are THAT kind of guy."
"What?"
"You expect a super model as a wife, I presume?"
"No! But... if any girl in the world kisses you, would you be happy? No matter who she is?"
"I..." He thinks about it for the first time, imagining... a random kissing him. He blushes. "I... well.. I... I guess not but was she really that... bad?"
"Yes."
"Well... unless she was really dirty...
"What?"
"Well if she had dirty teeth or something like that."
"Dirty teeth? Is that what is worring you?
"Well, I think it's nice knowing that someone likes you... if she was not dirty or anything really gross... It would not be THAT bad."
Roderich rolled his eyes
"It's not like you had to have sex with her or something, it was only a... Kiss..."
"A Kiss never is just a kiss!"
"Oh... isn't it? Why?" He looked at him curious.
"It's something important!"
"I... I... well, I guess so" He admitted defeated.
"Then?"
"I haven't thought about it..."
"Why not?"
"I have not been even a little close to kissing a girl."
"Anyway, some day in your life you could think of... for example, your wedding day."
"M-My... wedding day. Do... Do you think of that often?"
"No, but sometimes."
"And what do you imagine? A beutiful girl, I guess"
"Of course"
"I would prefer a smart one... a nurse, like my mother."
"You said that you never thought in it."
"I am thinking about it now."
"Why do you prefer someone smart?
"Well... if I am spending mywhole life with one person, that person should be smart, and helpful."
"Why? If you can't talk with her anyways" Roderich laughed at his own joke. Vash frowned.
"Well... I will be able to talk to her."
"Yes? How would you?"
"Well... I don't know. When I meet the correct person I'm sure I will be able to talk with her without problem!"
"So romantic" He mocked. Vash crossed his arms and blushed even more.
"At least I am not ridiculous enough to mind if she is beautiful or not"
"The good thing of it is that is easier to talk with an ugly girl."
"Is it? I do not see the difference, to be honest"
"The normal people... or maybe the normal boys are nervous when they should or need to talk with a pretty girl" He said meanwhile he hid the violin on the Vash bed.
"Are you saying I'm not normal."
"Mmmm. Well, yes... more less.
"What? As if you were so god damn normal!"
"What do you think it's not normal in me?"
"You are hiding a violin in my bed... You align everything obsessively, you don't like Switzerland"
"All of it it's perfectly regular."
"For you. I think it is completely insane and obsessive"
"Why?"
"A violin could be hidden with your shoes. I'm organized and like order but your case is compulsive and Switzerland is a paradise nowadays"
Roderich rolled his eyes.
"Also you are pathologically unable to accept that you do certain weird things... You think that your way is your only way... Shall I continue?"
"Yes, please"
"You are obnoxious... And get lost all the time even when you've been there a number of times."
"Like music for my ears."
"See? You aren't normal either."
"Why not?" He laughed a little.
"Because all those things together don't make you normal... They make you... Roderich."
"It sounds better than you would, I think."
"How would I sound?"
"Like an insult, maybe.
"An insult?"
"You are trying to annoy me, aren't you?
"Me?! No! YOU are trying to annoy ME"
"That's better, because I'm being succesfull, but you aren't"
"What... But... Ugh! You are an idiot" Vash protested... Annoyed. Roderich smiled feeling that he won.
"I hate that smug smile!"
"I'm not an idiot, I'm right
"I'm right too!"
"No, you aren't."
"How come?"
"Because you are wrong.
"I'm not wrong! You DO get lost and you are obsessive, I'm not inventing that!"
He laughed again.
"You're just making fun of me!"
"Yes."
"Well that isn't nice!"
"No? Oh!"
"Don't act as if you don't know!"
He laughed again. Vash childisly stuck his tongue out at Roderich.
Roderich raised his eyebrows and walked to the door
"Where are you going?"
"Aren't you hungry?"
"Yes, very..." He remembers suddenly going to the closet to get a warmer coat
Roderich waited for him.
Once he was done also taking a scarf and a pair of gloves, Vash went out of the room along with him
And they went to the bar of the University