Of course Vash almost had a heart attack when he saw Roderich getting out... Naked. Forgetting about everything else in his
With a towel!
It doesn't matter!
Anyways, he walked to the closet to take out his clothes.
Vash eyes followed him in silence, wiiiide open.
"Do you feel better?"
"I-I... N-No"
"No?" He asked and looked at him.
"Please put on some clothes!?"
"But... what is happening to you exactly?" Roderich closed the closet and approached to Vash.
"I don't know, But you cannot help me"
"Why not?" He frowed.
"Because you... I... I... You..."
"You what?" He folded his arms.
"You are... I don't understand what is happening. I swear"
"What happens is that you are ashamed of the class."
"It maybe has something to do with the class" He admits.
"What are you going to do?"
"I have a question for you..."
"Which one?"
"Have you had any..." Vash hesitates because the question could lead Roderich to guess what his problem is and he does not want that "... problems with that physiology... Thing?"
"Do you mean... with the sexual arousal?" He asked, blushing a little anyways, because it's an unconfortable topic for him too. "Well, I don't have any problem to study about it, I think is an interesing and fundamental part of the human behavior."
"I was not referring to that." Vash cleared his throat.
"And what are you referring to? Do you have some problems with that?" He automatically looked in the conflict zone.
Vash covered again with his hands and blushed.
"Oh! Don't be embarassed, let me see" Roderich said.
"WHAT?! No! No no no no!"
"Vaaaash... come on, I'm not going to laugh and of course I won't tell anyone."
"W-What? What? You want to... See?!"
"Of course. Trust me, I'm a doctor" He smiled and placed a hand over Vash's.
"B-But what do you want to... S-See?
"Well, what's exactly the problem, of course."
"I don't think you... I don't believe you... You don't... I mean... You have one... Have you... Do-do you... E-ever..."
"What?"
"You have one"
"Yes, I do. If you mean a penis..."
"Oh my god!" He blushed and covered his head with the bed covers.
"Vash, Vash, calm down, it can't be that bad."
"It is even worse" And the idea of Roderich touching him there is not helping.
"Why? What is happening?" Roderich placed his hand on Vash shoulder and rubbed a little his arm to comfort him.
"I am not sure" Vash shuddered with Roderich touch.
"Just relax" He sighed. "We are going to calm down and assist to the class, and this night I will see what is happening, ok?"
Vash nodded thinking that at least this way he would have the entire day to figure out what was going on, instead of having Roderich looking at his... Excited manhood.
"Perfect!" He smiled. "It's better that way, I will feel more confident to examine you if we take the class before, and you won't have to go to see a professional doctor and be ashamed for nothing if I could touch you."
Vash blushed again with the smile. Roderich was a good friend, and it was very nice of him to worry about his problems that much. He liked him... As a friend. Maybe his body was confusing the affection he had for Roderich with something... Sexual.
Roderich was perfectly calm about this, so he rose from the bed to get dressed. Vash rubbed his nose still half hidden in the bed covers, watching intently as Roderich dressed trying to organize his thoughts and feelings.
"This migth be easier if you describe to me what are you exactly feeling."
"Ugh..."
"What? How long you have this kind of... pain? Do you feel pain?"
"No..."
"No? Some... discomfort?"
"It is uncomfortable, yes..."
"Why? It's about the arousal. Does it happen with no stimulation or it doesn't happen although you stimulate?"
"Oh god..." He hid again after that question.
"What? It happened just a few minutes ago, didn't it? That's why you don't want to go to class. So I imagine that it was the first deduction."
"Ugggh!" Vash protested, again, as a response.
"What? No?"
"Roderiiiich"
"What?
"I don't want to answer."
"Why not? I'm trying to diagnose you."
"I don't think we will like the diagnose" He mumbled.
"Why not?"
"What if I'm reacting to something... Wrong"
"Don't be so dramatical, maybe you just were... dreaming of a girl. Which girl in the university do you like the most?"
Vash covered his face with both hands. He was supposed to like a girl, however, right now the obvious answer to that question was "you" and he didn't know why or since when... this was a disaster.
"I... I... I-I like... One... Girl..."
"Nice! Who is she?"
"You don't know her."
"Mmm... I think you should go to see her. And know if it will happen again."
"What if it happens again? I mean... That would mean that I really like her... Ehm... That way?"
"Yes... and that means that you are perfectly healthy."
Vash groaned feeling anything but healthy. Was this something that was only going to happen with Roderich? Will he have this issue with other men? It was not right to like a man, much less men in general. He didn't like any woman... He didn't remember to have liked one in his life, but he was not really keen on men either. Until today. Until Roderich.
"But... well. Now it's better if you stand up. The teacher will blame me if you are late"
Maybe... Maybe that was the reason why he had such a hard time finding friends. Maybe everyone knew, or could feel that he was different. Was he condemned to be alone for the rest of his life?
Roderich smiled and, for some reason, blinked to Vash, and he blushed again closing his eyes.
"I'm not going to go to class. I can't."
"Oh! Not again!" Roderich protested and went to lay in the bed with him again. "Do you know? If you don't go, me neither. We will rest all the day in the bed doing coochie coochie things" He wasn't thinking because that's the way his mother says "do nothing" or "lose the time" according his father opinion.
"W-What?"
"Of course, I suppose that you don't pretend that I take notes at class while you are here, laying on holiday. And then, afterwards, you will criticize my letter and my way to study like every time. But think that if I don't go to class I can't help you and you will have to talk with a professional and pay for it."
"Pay for it. Ugh. Ok. Let's go" Vash decided thinking that stay in here in bed with Roderich was even worse than going to class with him.
Roderich smiled because he pressed the right buttons... and he knew it.
However, Vash was sure that he was not able to look at Roderich in the eye without blushing. So he stood up with the head down looking at his feet and Roderich took his bag, giving it to Vash to carry it, and later took his hand to be sure that he won't get lost.
This was torture...
Why? That's usual.
Yes, but today it was torture. Vash felt like EVERYONE just... Knew. Yesterday no one knew, not even him, but today it was completely OBVIOUS. He liked him, he allowed him to take his hand, because he liked him. He carried his bag because he liked him. And Roderich was the only one who didn't know. If he knew... If he realized, he would never talk to him again.
Someone greeted them on the corridor. He was... Arthur, the forense medicine student and the lord of the drugs, why not?
Vash just tried to run away with Roderich and ignore him. Roderich was waving his hand when Vash pulled him.
"We are late."
"Oh, come on" Roderich rolled his eyes, but followed him anyways.
"And if we talk to him, he will know. We can't talk to anyone"
"What? What he will know?"
"That I'm sick."
"How he will know? Are you still excited?"
"No, but that is not the problem."
"What's the problem?"
"I can't tell you. And we are late, come on!"
Roderich ran behind him to the class, and they arrived just in time. Vash still refused to look into Roderich's eyes, sitting next to him in class and the professor was asking for silence.
Roderich got closer to Vash to whisper on his ear.
"I can ask for you if you are embarrassed, just let me know..." It isn't strange he being so sweet, he is just... like Chibi!Austria. They are that way... Now is Rod's "innocence" or unawareness what protects him.
"T-Thank you..." Vash whispered back... Blushing anyway. Not for the reasons Roderich thought.
"So, don't forget to tell me, I want to know too the details of your problem" Roderich smiled.
Vash looked at him for just a second and regretted it, thinking that instead of making things less... A problem throughout the day, to hang out with Roderich was making things worse.
"Maybe you could tell me your dreams of that girl. The professor Freud said that we can found the real essence of our problems in the unconsciousness." He whispered again, because for some reason, today Roderich decided that he needs to talk with Vash all the time like he never could do it again.
"I didn't dream of her..."
"Why I don't believe you?" Roderich smirked.
"I don't know!"
"Maybe because I know you." He laughed a little.
"You don't know me. If you knew me you wouldn't talk to me anymore."
"Eh? Why not?"
"Shh... Pay attention to the class"
"Herr Zwingli" the teacher yelled.
"I beg your pardon, herr..."
"It seems like you don't need to pay attention to the lesson, maybe you could tell to your colleagues the symptoms of the sexual arousal."
"W-What?" Vash wonders if he is actually British.
"Or maybe you could came here to be our example for today's lesson."
Everybody in the class raised his eyebrows with that. An example... to talk about this subject. Nobody was envying Vash's bad luck. Vash wanted to DIE while he stood up.
"We aren't prepared to see that little thing!" someone yelled... with the Gilbert's voice.
"I... I rather... I..." Vash frowned and blushed even more but he was brave, and he was going to prove that he wouldn't be stop by a teacher and a bully student.
"Thank you, Herr Beildschmidt. Maybe you could came here too" the teacher asked.
"Ehm... no, but thank you" Gilbert answered. Vash walked to the front of the class
"You have a point less on your exam, Herr Beildschmidt" the theacher replied. "Someone could help Herr Zwingli?"
The silence in the classroom could be cut with a knife.
"What do you plan to do, sir?" Vash asked in a mumble.
"Herr Edelstein?" the teacher asked, ignoring Vash. Roderich jumped a little in his chair with his back so straigh.
"No... Please..." Vash begged.
"Please, could you stand up?" the teacher did a movement with the hand. Roderich watched to Vash eyes, and obeyed. Vash blushed AT ONCE.