Well... then, in this exactly point in the history, the universe, the time and the everything is when Arthur Kirkland realizes that he is kissing someone for very first time... and this person is a boy.

Welcome to your nightmares, Arthur.

The first thing he did was to move away softly and slowly, with his eyes still closed.

Francis followed him initially but he was out of breath, so he smiled and separated, just a bit

Arthur breathed deeply and his heart started to beat faster and faster.

"Allo..." whispered Francis caressing Arthur's cheek with his nose.

"W-W..." it's the only thing he could pronunce... and think because all the sentations and thoughts are coming to his mind at the same time like somebody dropped a bucket of icy water on his head.

Francis laughed softly and hugged him tightly with a soft kiss on his cheek.

"Are you ok?" he asked... quite sure that this was his first kiss with another boy.

Arthur panicked more and more as the most important reaction to this, trying to push Francis away.

"Calm down, calm down... you are ok here..."

"No!"

Francis had kissed enough boys in his life to know when one was becoming hysterical with it... he sighed.

"What do you... why you... w-what..."

"It's just a kiss... is not that we are getting married" He still didn't let go, only raised one hand and placed on Arthur's cheek .

"Don't kiss me! I hate you!"

Francis raised his eyebrows... because this was the first time that the response was that. He licked his own lips and looked at him into his eyes. Arthur held his gaze.

"You will come after me for more" declared Francis, smiling, and then he let him go completely, taking a step back.

"No, I won't" Arthur said, so confident.

"Why not? Aren't you brave enough to like a boy?"

"Because I hate you!"

"Hate, love... there is almost no difference between those to."

"There is a whole world of difference!"

"Exactly, I'm here, you are there, and you feel a lot of hate... enough to go all around the globe, until you reach me again. But in the end, loving me is easier... I'm just beside you. You will see" He winked.

"I won't reach you again!"

"It was a metaphor."

"I don't care!"

"Could you please calm down?"

"Only if you could please don't kiss me again!"

"Don't you like my kisses?" Francis smirked.

"Of course not!" he frowned.

Francis looked him from top to bottom... stopping in his... vital regions... Arthur took a step back and looked down too to discover the ugly truth.

Francis smiled mischievously and Arthur hid his problem with his hand.

"Well... I can help you release, or I can leave you here so you can do it by yourself... what do you prefer?

"SHUT THE HELL UP!"

"Shh... God, they will hear you if you yell like that!"

"I DON'T CARE!"

"What's wrong with you? Dieu, what do you want?"

"Get lost! Leave me alone!"

Francis sighed, clearly not expecting this reaction.

"What if I don't want to leave."

Arthur snorted trhough the nose, glaring him.

"Well, what if I liked the kiss and wanted another, huh?"

"THEN GO FOR SOMEONE ELSE!"

"I'm just curious to know why are you in such a panic? I mean... it was just a kiss and it is normal to be aroused."

"Ugh!" he went straigh to the door without answering. Francis hesitated wanting to follow him. Because, of course, no one usually left HIM that way... and to make this worse... after a kiss!

Arthur left the room.

Francis smiled anyway... intrigued.

The british leaned back to the wall next to the door taking some air and trying to put some order on his thoughts and feelings about what just happened.

Francis moved his hair, thinking on how was he going to see him again... he decided after a few seconds to go and search his mother... Of course, he ran into Arthur

When he heard Francis coming out of the room, he blushed like a prawn on boiling water. He stopped moving the hand without removing it from that guilty place inside his underwear.

"Oh..." Francis didn't expect to find him here, much less with his hand in there. He smirked. "Anxious huh? Do you want to play swords?"

Arthur opened his eyes like plates and push Francis against the wall with violence. Restraining Francis with a hand on his neck looking at him with a furious look and clenched teeth with rage

Certainly this was not the first time someone confronted Francis.., back home on this stupid group that his brother loved, they used to teach them how to attack and defend. Both were awful at anything that implied physical contact... And Francis usually got quite scared. So he paled and didn't move or tried to defend.

"Wh-What are you doing?" He whispered, choking.

"I loathe all about you, don't kiss me" he hissed, and then... kissed him again.

The kid took him by surprise, making Francis heart run faster... And his body react more than with anyone before. The mixture of fear and aggression... And passion. He kissed him back anxiously, losing control for the first time... ever. Yes, Francis. You've found your match and then, with the same unexpected violence, Arthur left him and ran away. Taking, without realizing, half of Francis heart in his pocket.

Well, then Mrs. Edelstein came again, but Roderich didn't let Vash go. So, she smiled.

"How are you?" she asked.

Vash jumped a bit but didn't separate from Roderich who didn't pay attention to te jump. Vash remained silent, hidden in Roderich's chest.

"Fine, are you hungry?"

"I'm starving" whispered Vash

"Yes, I'm hungry" answered Mrs. Edelstein.

"Then, come on to look for some place to lunch. Vash knew she needed to let Roderich go... But it was so good in here.

Roderich just moved a little to hug Vash from the shoulders while they walked

"Vash was telling me that he wants to meet Ludwig."

"Do I want to?"

"Don't you?"

"I... Well, yes, I'm intrigued."

"Maybe you could write him and invite him to come, Roro, I'm sure he will feel happy to do it."

"What if he doesn't like me?" asked Vash thinking that was the most probable thing to happen.

"Why wouldn't he like you?"

"Because Ludwig likes you, Honey, and Vash too. Maybe he will feel a little jelaous."

"I don't like him!" protested Vash, blushing.

"They don't like me in that way, mutti."

Vash looked at his mother in law... (it is not your mother in law! Stop thinking of her that way!) She winked to Vash, who blushed a bit, not because of the wink, but because of the reason of the he needed to talk to her and explain...

"Don't worry, you are much cuter than Ludwig."

Roderich rolled his eyes.

"Being cute is like... being... soft and sweet..."

"Yes" she nodded.

"I'm not soft and sweet... or cute."

"Yes, you are, that's why Roro is hugging you."

"He's the one who is hugging me, he is the soft one."

"What?" protested Roderich.

"Do you think I'm soft?"

"Well... after the first impression..."

"Which first impression?"

"That one that makes you seem like a very serious and hard person."

"I am a very serious and hard person!"

"Just at the first sight

"No, not only at first sight! I'm not soft!"

Roderich smirked and looked to his mother, who laughed a little.

"What?!" Vash completely taken aback. "I'm tough and serious, and... I could kill you with one push"

"Could you?"

"Of course! I'm way stronger than you."

"I'm not talking about strength."

"What are you talking about, then?"

"He think's that you can't do it because you appreciate him too much to really do it." explained Mrs. Edelstein.

"I... well I do appreciate you, and you also appreciate ME, so it is not that I'm softer, I am just a decent man."

Roderich laughed

"Don't laugh... you wouldn't kill me either."

"In one word: poisson."

"What?! You're telling me that... what?!" Vash again... waaay to impressed. Roderich laughed again. "You would not poison me! I am... you care about me... don't you?"

"Do I?"

"Roderich!" Vash protested again and he laughed again while his mother looked to them with heart shaped eyes.

"I don't believe you! You like me, no matter what you say."

He was still laughing because he seemed really worried and that's so cute. Vash crossed his arms and... blushed.

"You said you love me!"

"And you believed me, of course... "so cruel, Roderich. Vash looked at him and gasped, feeling a hole in his stomach.

"Rorooo!" his mother scolded him a little, smiling and he laughed more.

"Well I don't care! I'm... going to... go! I will ask for a new room! Maybe you could share with Ludwig!" do you need to be really transparent?

"Awww" said Mrs. Edelstein.

"What?!"

"That would be really great" answered Roderich.

Vash looked at him... because just a few minutes ago he had told him that he was going to take care of him and look after him and no one will know about his disease, and now he wanted to leave his room. He frowned.

"Fine" he mumbled without looking at him.

"Vaaaash" protested Mrs. Edelstein still smiling a little.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Edelstein" don't ask me WHY is he saying he is sorry.

"Don't get offended, he is joking."

"He is NOT joking, he is an idiot!"

"Of course he is joking."

Vash looked at Roderich, who smiled and winked. The swiss frowned.

"What do you think?"

"That you are stupid!"

"No, I'm annoying."

"YES!"

He smiled so proud.

"Stop smiling that way!"

"What if... I don't do it?"

"Well I... I will... I..."

The smile became broader.

"No, stop smiling!"

Roderich laughed a little.

"And laughing!"

That make him laugh even more.

"Roderich!"

He couldn't stop.

"You are laughing of me!"

He shook his head

"Oh, stooop! "he smiled just a bit because Roderich's laugh... has powers, but he shook it again

Vash raised a hand and covered Roderich's mouth but it didn't work.

What do you want? A kiss, Roddie?

That's exactly what Mrs. Edelstein thinked but no, that was what Roderich did on the Vash's hand.

Vash pretrified and had to remove the hand from there, super blushed and he smiled as the winner.

"You.. YOU did... that!"

"What?"

"Something with..." the voice gets slower "your tongue."

"Lick you?"

"Yes!"

"And?" he raised his chin, without feeling guilty.

"Stop smiling that way!" Of course, Vash blushed again because he was tall, and irritating, and fun, and soooooo bloody handsome.

And yes, he had licked his hand and that was awful because it gave him ideas of other parts he would like him to li... Noooooo!

Oh, yes.

Ugh. Where's his bucket when he needs it?

I think that Austria is sitting on it.

"And... You don't... You shouldn't lick... My hand" you can lick my lips instead...

"Why not?"

Triple blush with the thought of him licking his lips.

"B-Because..."

"Aha?"

"You are only doing it to irritate me!" what would it be a good reason then? To seduce you?

"Yes."

"Ugh! Why are you being mean?"

"I'm just playing with you."

Vash tightened his lips and looked at him because well, it was nice to play with someone, right? It made him normal and funny.

"I don't like him! "protested Vash, blushing. Roderich smiled to him. "Well, just because you are you..."

"Will you forgive me everything?"

"No, not everything, but I can play with you."

"How?"

"We are playing, aren't we?"

"Yes."

"Well... Just because you are you... We can play."

Roderich looked at his mother, who smiled

"Ok..."

The Professor Hughes joined the group again smiling to Mrs. Edelstein.

"Thank you for waiting me after you so kindy invited me to join you for lunch, I really needed tho talk with Dr. Meier."

"Professor Hughes! "exclaimed Roderich because this was unexpected.

"Mr. Zwingli, Mr. Edelstein..." Wallace blushed a bit and smiled them turning to speak to Roderich. "I was talking with your mother and as I saying she kindly invited me to join you... I hope you agree with her."

"Ehm... well... y-yes, of course." He looked askance to his mother, not really sure about it and she shakes his head dismissively

"She also said that your brother was here, it would be very interesting to know him."

"Ah, he is... in the morgue with Arthur Kirkland I guess" He answered, rolling his eyes.

"Maybe we should wait for them, before to start to eat" said Mrs. Edelstein a little worried.

"Why don't we go and search them?" asked Vash looking at Roderich, who raised his eyebrows because he wasn't sure to want to know what were they doing.

"N-No?"

"Ok... well..."

Probably Mrs. Edelstein could see Francis roaming through the other side of the hall.

"Oh! Wait, sweety, your brother is there" she stood up and waved his hand to him.

It took Francis just a couple of seconds to locate his mother, then he ran to her with dreamy and happy eyes, smiling.

"Allo..." he grinned goofily. She smiled and hugged him tight. "He kissed me..." Francis whispered to her. "And it was incredible."

"Really?"

"Yes..." He laughed softly. "I kissed him first."

"Yes?" she giggled. He nodded wanting to give her more detail but weirdly, this time he didn't want Roderich to hear.

"Oh, ehm... why don't you start without us? We will return in a second" his mother asked to the others.

Vash hesitated nervously, because he didn't want to spend a minute alone with Roderich... And the professor.

"Ok..." Roderich glanced Mr. Hughes, not very happy.

"Ehm... Which restaurant are you going?" asked Mr. Hughes. "I can wait your mother and brother and escort them there"

"Oh, don't worry, darling, we will find you."

The professor blushed with the "darling"

"Come on, maman..." Francis pulled his mother away from them, too excited and happy to lose his time with the rest. "Please order something good, Roddie, we will be there in a minute."

Roderich rolled his eyes, and Mrs. Edelstein took Francis by the arm, who smiled and blowed a kiss to his older brother, walking besides his mother.

"He... I think he had never kissed a boy before"

"That's so amazing. What did he say?"

"I am confused by that part... he was not very nice, although I think he was very very nervous..."

"Oh, that could happen at the very first time, you know"

"He was nervous and aroused, but... very aggressive. Not the regular nervous, he's different. He said he hated me, then he kissed me with a passion so... different."

She raised her eyebrows

"It was like... kissing a beast. A wild... wolf! And at the same time a sweet bunny that hug me tightly and lovingly during the first kiss."

"That is strange."

"It is... fantastic! It is different than any other person I've kissed. Papa is not that way, right?"

"Why do you think that?"

"I don't know... he seems to be quite... boring."

"Nah, but I'm glad for you. Where is he?"

"He is... gone. I don't know where."

"Why?" she seemed a little sad.

"He was very very very veeeeeeery nervous."

"Oh... that sounds hard."

"I know, maman, but... what do you think I should do? It would be nice if he went tonight to sleep with us..."

"Did you invite him?"

"Well... I didn't have time... he ran away."

"You should look for him."

"Do you think so?"

"Yes... but after lunch."

"What did Roddie say?"

"About what?"

"About me... And him. Is he angry? Or just... Ignored us."

"Well, you know him..."

"Good. Two birds with one shot." He smiled mischievously.

"Francis, don't be mean."

"I'm not mean, he is ridiculous and you know it."

"But don't make him angry expressly."

"I'm not making him angry, I'm just making him a better person. Also he is completely homosexual!"

"I know, but you have to let him be."

"He will never be happy this way... Have you seen him with Vash?"

"Yes... yes... I know."

"He is in love with him, and we need to do something, maman... Or he will never be happy."

"Just let him be... He needs to go on own pace or it will be worse.."

"On his own pace, maman, he will be unhappy forever and you know it. He will deny forever his sexuality... What do you think that will happen with Vash?"

"Well, I think we could give them some time and then decide."

"But if we don't help... What do you think that will happen?"

"Maybe he surprises us."

"Do you think so?"

"Maybe... I just think it's still early."

"No, it's not early, it's too late and you are way to soft with him."

"But FranFran... "she stared at him a little sad.

"Don't look at me that way!" He hugged her. She hugged him too. "I know that you are not sure but I want him to be happy."

"Me too, you must focus on you this time. Really."

"But... Arthur is... Well, it's funny and all that but..."

"I feel a good vibration about him."

"Really?!" He asked smiling as if good vibrations were the best possible thing his mother could say.

"Yes, I don't know why..."

"That's great maman... Do you think I could... Find love with him?" He asked happily already thinking of a great love story.

"Maybe... Maybe that one is the ONE at last."

"Noooon! Don't say that that I will believe you!"

"But that would be great." She laughed.

"But But... I don't know if it's possible!"

"I know it is."

"But there are so many things that can come wrong! Papa wouldn't like it"

"Don't worry about that"

"Mayve if Arthur never come home he'd never find out."

"I will talk with him in that case."

Francis smiled.

"Imagine that... Finding love and be happy and... Oh"

"What?"

"I was thinking of... Hmmm" He hesitated, thinking of grandchildren and their last name... And decided to change the subject because it made him nervous. "Have you ever kissed a girl?"

"Mmmm... no, not really."

Francis sighed. He would've liked his mother to share this with him. To be different like him.

"But it doesn't matter."

"If Roddie gets married with a girl... Papa would kill me maman. He would never, ever speak to me again."

"Your father is a very difficult person, but at last he loves you, no matters what happens" she smiled, caressing her son's cheek.

Francis sighed. He always said that he didn't mind and didn't worried but that was not entirely true. He didn't like the idea of his father hating him.

"Well let's not worry about that. If he ends up hating me I have you... And grand papa and grand maman."

"The important thing now is Arthur."

Francis smiled a bit again

"I'll go and find him after dinner... And you? What about that professor you invited?"

"Oh, he teaches Roderich, and he is so cute, so... I invited him to come"

"Is he cute? Really? I think he is really serious... Well, since you like papa, no wonder you like him" Francis hugged her laughing.

"Yes, come... let's go so you can meet him." She hugged in return and then took his hand.

"We should all go to do something fun... Like dancing. Do you think Roddie would like to go?"

"Yes! For sure, he loves music, you know!"

"I do know my brother better than I'd like to." He smiled. "Arthur could come." And get jealous, dear, because you two will not be able to dance together so easily...

"Then, after lunch, when you find him, you invite him to come with us. Maybe you can talk with him... You are always able to relax people"

"I will try"