Well... in the next morning Vash was still hugging him... And thank god did not wake up aroused. Roderich is the one today, but... he is still asleep.

Vash checked HIS parts first relaxing when he realized he was not aroused. Then he discovered that, well... Roderich was not relaxed at all and he got closer to Vash unconsciously every time he move.

How did Roderich manage to make Vash uncomfortable even when he is the one aroused is one of the greatest mysteries ever. Rod's superpowers. The annoying uncomfortableitor.

Vash moved trying to get away but he hugged him tight.

Vash blushed not knowing what to do when Roderich searched his neck with his lips...

(He blame Francis of this. What the hell did you do with him when you sleep together, Francis?)

(Exactly that... And worse things)

(In your dreams, says Spain)

(Spain doesn't even appear in this story... So shut up!)

The goosebumps on Vash's neck. He made a soft sound.

"Mmmmm" whispered Roderich so pleased.

"Roderich?" Vash whispers, and he opened his mouth on his neck. "Oh my... God..."

And put on it his thorbbing and wet tongue. Again... The weird uncontrollable sound from the blonde one.

"I... I love you..." great Vash, great! A fantastic thing to say.

"Mmmm?" He answered, closed eyes.

"A-Are you awake?"

"Nnn?"

"Nothing is happening... Shhh" He caressed his hair. Roderich sighed and smiled. "Are you... Who do you think I am?"

"W-What?" He yawed a little more waken up. Vash caressed his hair again, nervous.

"Good morning..." Vash mumbled.

"Nnnn" He protested again because he was really REALLY bad fighting with mornings.

"Are you ok?"

Roderich nodded, without raising his head of the Vash's neck

"I-I think you..."

He didn't move, with his legs open, entangled with Vash's legs. The thing is... This felt extremely intimate... And natural.

"Ehm... Are you feeling well?"

Roderich pretended to fall asleep again, and didn't answer. Vash waited without moving and after a few seconds he stroked his hair a little... And he followed the hand unconsciously. It was really tempting... To do it again.

I have to say... that won't help to wake up him. A couple of minutes later, Vash tried to separate again but Roderich was asleep again, and he moved his hips against him like an answer to it. Vash hated him again. Or half hated him, really.

"Roderich please..."

"Mmmm..." He protested.

He placed one hand on Roderich's hips, but the hip resisted because he wanted friction, not to be separated.

"You don't want to do this... Do you?" Vash whispered softly, starting to react himself.

That... kiss/lick on his neck again. Maybe you are tasty, like chocolate.

"Ahhh..." the moan. Roderich was kissing him on the neck.

The moan did the trick, and waked up Roderich a little again. Vash moved his head wanting Roderich to kiss him more, but Roderich separated a little, to see Vash's face, with half closed eyes.

Vash blushed face AGAIN. The blond noticed the movement and stopped.

"Ugh..." He let his face fall again when he noticed that... He was Vash. It was OK.

"I... You were just... And I..."

"Mhm..." He didn't really pay attention.

"A-And I didn't do anything, really."

"Nnnn..." He protested again.

"You should wake up because you have a problem and its not my fault."

Some random sound that really didn't mean nothing.

"What were you dreaming?" He needed to ask, curious

"You..." He answered for some reason, and moved his hips again.

Vash froze once again and felt the now common butterflies in his belly sensation and Roderich sighed pleased again.

"Y-You are... You..." Vash stuttered and then... felt a fantastically pleasing sensation just on his private parts. "You shouldn't."

"Mmm?"

Vash tried again to separate his hips and ended up giving Roderich the wanted friction. Only for a second.

"Sorry… Sorry..."

"Augh!" Half moan, half pain.

"S-sorry... Sorry. Did I hurt you?" Hand to the area... He stopped before touching him, blushing even more but Roderich, of course, put his hands in his... manhood, protecting his vital regions and letting Vash go.

"Are you ok?"

"Yes!"

Vash just blushed knowing his problem and waiting for him to accuse him for being contagious.

"Could you... could you just give me some privacy, please?" He protested.

"I'm sorry" He whispered blushing even more and letting Roderich go, because he was still half hugging him. He rolled over to the other side of the bed.

Roderich looked at him, waiting. Vash stood up, knowing the importance of having some privacy (he would have paid all his money to have some privacy yesterday morning...), and went to the bathroom.

Roderich cursed himself mentally and tried to decide if... solve the problem or let it be.

Let it be! *Vash recommends just to give him a spoon of his own medicine*

He thinked on solve it, but maybe Vash could hear him and it was really disgusting. But not doing it... the problem is Vash. He needed some moments of privacy, but now they spent aaaall the day together

Vash, on the other hand, started to wash himself. Thinking seriously of something important. If he was sick because he had woken up aroused with Roderich... Was Roderich sick too?

He decided to solve it, because anyways, Vash was on the bathroom and didn't want that he saw him in this way again.

And Vash had... Roderich had requested some privacy, but yesterday he had touched and even got mad because Vash couldn't take any longer and ran to the bathroom.

But it wasn't the same... because Vash was ill.

Vash kept overthinking about this, making as much noise as possible to avoid listening to Roderich.

But he could do it very silent. In sure Roderich can do it very silently, but Vash was trying to do whatever he would have liked Roderich to do yesterday. Noise instead of listening through the door. (See how Roderich is irritant anyway, even when he is chibi)

It took an infinity to complete, according the Roderich opinion, but eventualy happened in a casual Vash moment of silence because I'm mean sometimes and just a few seconds after it happened...

"Roderich?"

"Ugh... Vash..." he whispered without breath.

Vash opened his mouth with that, blushing even more. Was Roderich thinking of... Him. He felt a nice and pleasant sensation in his heart. Maybe Roderich didn't know that he also had feelings for him, and that he didn't mind that much if they both were sick, maybe Rode...

"Yes, come in and let me go to the bathroom" he said, because only said his name because he heard him.

Vash interrupted his line of thought realizing that he was imagining stupid, idiotic things. It was very, VERY dangerous to start imagining such things. It would only lead him to be disappointed and, in a worse note, reckless. He opened the door.

Roderich stood up from the bed and went directly to the bathroom without knowing all the worries of his friend.

"O-Of course, sorry I was just washing myself and..." Vash looked directly to his own feet, wrapped up on his towel.

Roderich closed the door without answering because he was nervous and uncomfortable again. That didn't bother Vash, it was better not to see him after... he did that... and being naked.

So, a few minutes after... Roderich came out at last to find Vash already dressed up and "studying"

"Are we going to the station to receive your mother?" nice, neutral subject, thought Vash.

"Yes, that's exactly what I was going to say."

"Great minds think alike..." Vash smiled just a little. Roderich smiled and look at him askance. "We can wait for them at the cafeteria on the station"

"Perfect" He nodded.

"Tell me more about them... Is there something I shouldn't say? I want them to like me"

"Mmm... I don't know, you just... let them be, they are a little strange. And don't believe anything they say."

"How can I not believe anything that they say, Roderich?"

"Why aren't you going to do it?"

"That's what I am saying, why wouldn't I believe them?"

"Because I said it to you."

"Well... yes. I know you are saying that I should not believe them, I'm just asking why! Are they going to tell me lies of you?"

"Maybe, but it's easier that they invent fake things and stories that they believe are true."

"That sounds... weird."

"Exactly."

"So they invent... stuff. You know... you do not say lots of good things about them. The idea I have of them both is that they invent a lot of things, your brother bothers you with things that are not true, and your mother is beautiful and can read people very well, she always knows the things related to the heart of the people, but whatever she says is not true."

"Not whatever but... they live a lot in fairytails, they can explain you how she was the princess of Aust..." He stopped himself when he noticed what he was going to say.

"Princess?"

"Of course, she isn't, but she says that kind of things because she belive in it, and doesn't matter if it's real, she do it just because it's beautiful to think it.

"Well.. I am sure your mother is very happy, even if she sometimes live in a fairy tale world."

"Yes, but it isn't always so fun."

"I can imagine. I mean, I don't know if I actually can imagine that, my parents are completely the opposite."

"Lucky you."

"But sometimes, especially when you are a kid, I think it is nice if your mother makes you think nice things instead of the reality."

"Yes, but when you grow up a realize that all you always thinked was false..."

"It would be better to have a... intermediate point, right? Neither total rationality nor fairly tales all the time. But Well, we cannot choose our family... Me... I'm sure they all do whatever they think it's best for us. I am still curious and nervous to meet them.

"Why?"

"Because I like you, and..." who is not interested in meeting and be nice with his mother in law, he thought... And then blushed because he should not be thinking that!

"You like me?" He smirked.

"Well what I say is that... I, kinda, think you are... nice. You are my friend."

"Don't say it with them."

"That you are my friend?"

"That you like me."

Vash blushes.

"You are making me even more nervous, you know?" Vash sipped from his hot chocolate.

"Nein."

"Well, now you know. I will not say anything about your violin either.

"Ah, no, with my mother it's OK, she can know it."

"Ok..." Vash looked at him thinking that if she knew they slept together and then knew that he liked Roderich... It will be a disaster.

When someone announced that the train was in the station.

"They are here!" Vash stood up almost jumping while Roderich finished his coffee without hurry.

"Yes" He smiled, still sit.

"Come on... hurry!" Vash walked to the door of the coffee shop and back, visibly anxious.

"Shhh, calm down."

"Well the train is here! Trains are always on time! Come one!"

"Yes, but they... no. Simply not. We have time."

"We don't, I don't want to be late Roderich..." Vash looked at his watch.

"We aren't going to be late..."

"Well we only have one minute..."

"Relax, they have to put down the baggage."

"Shouldn't we help your mother?" Awww... she and Francis already have a line of people wanting to be elected to help them.

"They will sure apreciate your gesture."

"Well come on!"

"Ok, ok... let's go" He stood up.

"Thanks" Vash took his hand, and pulled him a bit to go to the train tracks and he followed him.

Of course, Vash went to check the second class part of the train, because no one on his family would travel first thinking that it would be a waste of money.

"Where are you going?"

"To search your family."

"But... these are the cheap wagons."

"Who would pay an expensive ticket to do the same tri... oh..."

"Someone who wants a good trip."

"It is a waste of money."

"No, isn't it."

"My parents would think so... I mean, you travel comfortable in second..."

"Not enough. Come on."

Vash rolled his eyes and followed Roderich without letting his hand go. But... that woman and that boy, the princes of France and Austria and everything they want... were the lasts to come down from the train.

"Do you see them?"

"Yes..." He sighed when the woman waved her hand to them with a big and clear smile. Vash stood on his toes and the woman ran (on hills) straigh to Roderich, hugging him.

"Oh..." the thing was that... the woman had some sort of... aura. Probably it was her perfume, or her dress, or her hair.. Vash didn't know what, but she was impressive.

"Mutti!" Roderich protested, anyways letting her to do it and hugging her back.

Vash waited patiently balancing himself on his feet... until another person, a blond boy with quite long hair and a huge smile approached them and hugged Roderich and his mother.

"Roddie!"

"Ugh! Francis..." He tried to move a little to scape of the two huggs.

"Mon dieu, don't be surly... we know you have missed us too" Francis laughed kissing his brother's cheek. (France says that it is weird to be speaking English)

"Roro! How are you?" Asked his mother kissing his other cheek. Vash couldn't decide which one was more handsome...

"I'm Ok, I'm ok... I miss you too, but... please" Roderich asked for space, but it's very difficult to have it with them.

""Ok"... only "OK". Maman, they do not treat him well... look how pale he looks!"

"Are you eating enough?" Asked the woman noding at the idea of his younger son.

Francis combed his brother's hair and gave him another kiss. Meanwhile his mother grabbed him from the shoulders and tried to check his eyes.

"Enough!" yelled Roderich with his nazi voice, putting his hands on their faces to keep them out.

Vash was impressed. He thought he took care of Roderich, but this seemed to be a bit extreme... Then raised his eyebrows with the yell.

"I want you to meet someone..." said Roderich glancing one and then the other. Francis looked at his brother with a lopsided grin.

"Oh la la... are you in love?"

"What?" His mother finally let him have some space interested in that.

"No" Roderich glowered to Francis. "He is my best friend here, in the University."

Vash opened his mouth in shock with what the blond said, and blushed a bit anyway with the conclusion.

"Oh... a "he"" Francis smiled even more.

"And... maybe it's a little early, honey?" Asked his mother with complicity.

"No!" Roderich protested.

"Well, who is he?" Asked Francis expecting a tall and handsome boy... like Ludwig, his nazi friend. (Germany blushes)

"Is him" Roderich pointed to Vash. "Vash... these are... My mother and my brother, Francis. He is Vash."

Vash blushed, and tried to clear his throat.

"Ohh..." Was Francis' only comment, smiling and analyzing the swiss.

"Oh" said Mrs Edelstein too, letting go Roderich a little more, looking the blonde guy and thinking that... Ludwig was more handsome. And Roderich looked to Vash too... knowing exactly what they are thinking.

"Ehm... N-Nice to... nice to meet you Mrs. E-Edelstein" babbled Vash in the most stupid possible way... in his opinion, raising his hand to take hers as if she were a man.

She smiled automatically, and let her hand in the position that he only could kiss it. Vash hesitated not knowing what to do and Francis smiled even more considering the boy quite charming and cute.

To be honest, Vash had never kissed a hand that were not form the bishop on his church... but thank to that he was able to do it quite properly... kissing the ring instead of the actual hand of Mrs. Edelstein.

She laughed a little with this because it's sweet. And Roderich rolled his eyes behind her.

Francis waited until Vash let go his mother's hand, and approached him kissing him on each cheek.

Vash had absolutely no idea of what was going on... he had never been kissed by a guy that he had just met... (only Roddie could kiss him!) And it seemed as if... it was done precisely now that he was having all those questions on his sexuality... like a test. Being kissed by a handsome man, see if you react or not. And how. So... he blushed.

"Aww, so cute" said Mrs. Edelstein when she noticed. Francis hugged him with one arm and turned to his big brother, smiling.

Roderich was looking at them with a... disinterested attitude.

"I certainly like him more than Ludwig" concluded Francis. "Don't you maman?"

"He is different, Ludwig was... really really different. Oh, he send regards and a letter for you, Roro" said she, searching on his bag.

"Oh! Really?" Roderich smiled sincerely for first time since they arrived.

Vash looked at Roderich feeling again a bit stupid... he was still blushed and had not said anything interesting... he had only stuttered while talking with Roderich's mother. And why did his brother said he liked him more than Roderich's friend? He had not yet crossed one single word with him.

"Yes, really. He misses you a lot, and says you don't write him enough... and also that the meetings are not the same without you" Francis rolled his eyes, still huggint Vash with his arm.

Roderich smirked with that waiting for the letter that his mother gave to him.

"I really don't know if he meant that the meetings were now less scary..." Francis added turning to Vash. "Tell me everything about you and my brother."

"Francis! We don't talk about the meetings!" Roderich scolded his brother, opening the letter and deciding that it had some more swasticas than it should.

"I talk about whatever I want" Francis stated, shrugging. "What do you think Vash?"

"I-I don't know what are you talking about..." Vash confessed.

"Thank you, mutti, I will read it later" Roderich said to his mother, putting away the letter on his pocket.

"Some veeeeery boring and awful meetings that he loves and I hate" Francis explained, smiling. Vash tried to escape from his hug to no avail.

"Where are you going to take us, Roro?" asked Mrs. Edelstein.

"Yes, Roddie... somewhere nice... have you located a good restaurant here?"

"Well, we always eat in the school, but maybe we can do an exception for today. Can't we, Vash?"

"I... yes. I mean... ehm... yes" Vash nodded thinking that this woman would like a fancy restaurant... a fancy expensive restaurant, for sure. Roderich and his mother smiled in exactly the same way.

"W-What else would you like to do?" Vash asked in a small voice.

"I want to see all the campus and your classrooms, and your bedroom and your colleagues and your teachers."

"So basically you want to see everything, mutti" answered Roderich putting his glasses on the right place.

"Maman is very interested in your life, Roddie."