Mr. Edelstein returned to the room frowning, sweaty, disheveled and with blood in the corner of his lips, his eyebrow and one hand.

Gala was taking her morning bath and... swiming like a mermaid. Mr. Edelstein knocked the bathroom door.

"Come iiin..."

German blushed a bit for both entering the bathroon with his wife inside, for sure naked and also because he had been kicked, bruised and in general... beaten by an homosexual KID.

Gala... to be honest, didn't know that he was her husband. German only grunted, getting his hands cleaned.

"Oh... mon amour, are you ok?"

"Of course I am ok, do you think a ridiculous boy can win me on a fight?" he asked, obviously fuming. "He cheated!"

"Why were you fighting with a kid?"

"Francis... Francis! He was indeed with another man, a CRAZY man who attacked me with no reason!"

"Oh... was he with Arthur?"

"Y-Yes, he was with that... excuse of a man! A FAG!" he assured. "Sorry..."

"German..."

"Your son has forty five minutes to get here if he wants to return to the house ever again."

"Quoi?"

"I have told Francis to come with me immediately, but this... boy. He's like a cat! He claws, he bites... I have a bite on the back, I'm sure, and another one on the thigh I think... he's like a little beast!"

"Oh... the kind of guy do you like, then... Francis is like you in a lot of aspects."

German turned to her opening his mouth, dumbfounded.

"He is NOT like me! HE is like... no one I know, he does not have any respect, he is sick, what he does is wrong, he had sex with a MAN! And a crazy man! I have never... I could never... what are you saying?!"

"Yes, yes... but ignoring his sexual exploration..."

"He is NOT like me... how is he like me? He is weak, he is insolent, he is not even punctual!" he is mad, come on Gala, touch him.

"He admires you and he likes strong and brave boys, like your best friends."

"He doesn't admire ME, he admires your father! And at this point I am not... I am not sure he is going to come."

"Of course he is going to come."

German sighed.

"What is he doing, Gala? Why? It's dangerous... It's disgraceful, it's stupid, it's nasty, it's pervert..."

"Is love..."

German rolled eyes.

"He is your son, he likes the dramatical and dificult relationships... I'm very proud of him, at last he could be with a person until morning"

"You say it as if I liked the dramatic and difficult relationships, Gala... "

"Have you forgotten how were you at his age? How you saw me on my father's vineyard, from far away, a silly peasant who didn't know anything of the city or the modern life... and you, a soldier in the enemy lands just for one day... it was dangerous, dramatic and difficult too."

German blushed deeply, because... well, it was true. As much as he liked to ignore it, he had fallen in love with the peasant in an instant, and he had ended up making her Mrs. Edelstein.

"You are not "a silly peasant" and have never been one. You were... a lady" he cleared his throat "Look, I wouldn't be this mad with him if this... beast of a man... were a woman. But he is a man, with another man, and if YOU would just tell him that it is not right..."

"But..."

Mr. Edelstein unfastened his tie and got closer to the tub.

"Gala.. this is a serious perversion... do you really not care?"

"Is not a perversion, my love, they are people."

"Sick people... Roderich says it too"

Gala sighed.

"Do not sigh, explain me... convince me" he sat next to the tub.

"I agree with Roro and you when it is about find a cure, but I feel that you will be unsuccesfull."

"Gala do you know how these people... how... I have to tell you something terrible."

"What?"

"But it might help you understand my repulsion to these acts... "

"Aha..."

"It is not a conversation to have with a woman like you, but... I think it is necessary." he blushed again, but looked at her in the eye, quite stiff" .. you know how you and me have... sexual intercourse... but as you know I do not have the... same... anatomy. Have you ever imagined how two man..."

"Why don't you come here with me and explain me?"

"The two of us in the tub... that's..." he bit his lip in an expression he did much as a boy but he had auto-disciplined himself not to do now... just because it make him look unsure and hesitant. "Francis would probably come soon... if he comes."

"Maybe he changes his mind" Gala made a gesture to convince him.

"If he changes his mind... you will never forgive me... and you will never ever will want me inside a tub with you" he started unbuttoning his shirt, though.

"I will love him anyways."

"Maybe you will not that much when you hear what he's done" pants off... tadaaa

"Why not?"

"Let me get in the tub, and I will explain you..." he smiled a bit. Weren't you angry, dear?

"Je ne peux pas attendre"

He blushed with the french.

"You shouldn't speak french..." ah, so mean... you like it, confess!

"I can, here. We aren't in Vienna anymore"

"I cannot understand you correctly..." oh, what a LIAR!

"It doesn't matter, it is just a girl who speaks"

"And a man who listens... it is not fair when you speak french and you are naked, you know?" I'm sure Gala can see Arthur's bites on his back.

"Oh, my god, come here"

"What?" and he came there as instructed, getting into the tub. (German wants to be loveed)

"Look at you" she stood up to see the marks

"Careful, careful... you could fell down" he took her hand "What do I have?"

"So hug me then" she asked and, anyways caressed his fight marks. He hugged her.

"I've had worse injuries... but I have never been bitten by someone. And a British... maybe he will infect me. Oh! What if whatever he has is contagious"

"What if you become a briton, now?" She laughed a little

"Ugh! That would be completely awful. Can you imagine? A filthy rat like them!"

She laughed even more.

"Eh! Don't laugh... it is worse than becoming a monster!"

"I know, I know, but maybe you will have to be less hard with this if you want to see our soon regulary."

"What are you saying, Gala... he will forget this stupid kid soon enough, what I do not want is the british kid talking. Augh! It hurts!"

"Well, that is what I saying, he passed all the night. It's the first time he do it."

"And I was explaining you how he did it if he actually had sex! But before that... has he been with another man before?"

"Yes, but in a diferent way I think."

"Mein got in himmel! Why can't he be more like Roderich?"

Gala sighed thinking about his first son and the tub affaire.

"What? Another sigh! Do you know what he told me? His friend, Vash..." he started, playing a bit with her hair.

"Yes?"

"He has a sister and he is interested in courting her"

"Really?"

"Yes. But YOUR son is having sex with a man... and now, do you know how is it done?"

"Explain me" She smiled like a cat. German blushed with the smile.

"I learned this in the army... " not personally I hope. "One of the two has to place his... manhood, Ehm"

"Aha?"

"In the only possible place available... which is completely disgusting."

"Wich place is that?"

"A-A place that is not... for that. A place that is completely dirty."

"Oh, really?"

"Yes! If our son really did that, it means a British man really... profaned his body"

"But how, I can't understand."

"Well, I am guessing that with force. A lot of force. And I'm sure things get dirty and ugly, for sure he was also hurt... why would he allow someone to put his... thing, there!"

"Where?"

"Back... there. In the other... hole"

"Do you mean... the arse?"

"Yes" German touched her lips.

"And you think all of this when we do it that way?"

Again, caught in the act.

"We don't... we do but... it is certainly not the same!"

"Why not?"

"You liked that way. You are always very clean and I... never ever hurt you. And it is not a complete perversion"

"Do you mean that Francis would be dirty?"

"I am clean too, and you are a woman!"

"For sure they should be clean or Francis would dislike it."

"But it is not natural, two men doing that! And..." He blushed because no matter how narrow-minded he was, he also could not fight simple logic.

"Well, at last they are human bodies."

"Why do I feel so disgusted with it?"

"Maybe you are imagining it worse than it actually is"

"It even makes me nauseous. It's an awful perversion, my son, my beautiful son has done something... horrible."

She kissed him. Ok... forget about the nausea. He kissed her back of course and then someone knocked the door.

"Verdammt! Ugh! I am going to kill Francis"

Except because he was Roderich.

"I want a baby girl, you promised!" Mr. Edelstein frowned and sighed.

"I won't go anywhere"

"You pretend is to have sex here while Francis is in the room?" He asked getting out of the tub.

"No, but you don't pretend run away after the lunch, do you?"

"I should... but if you ask me, I could indeed spend he night here. Roderich told me he wanted me to meet one of his teachers and some friends" he took one of the bathrobes.

"That sounds good, I met a lovely man the last night."

"A lovely man, huh? Someone I should get scared?"

"Scared? Non, non, mon amour. You don't have to be scared of anything if you do the thing you must do."

"And which thing is that?" He smiled

"Make me feel loved"

German sighed because that was a complicated one.

"I... I love you. And I'll do whatever you tell me to do... "

"Try to be nice with Arthur"

"I..." he sighed. "I will try."

"Thank you..." she smiled.

"Could you please talk with Francis and ask him to at least be... more careful?"

"Of course."

"And not to bother Roderich that much. Be more discreet at least... I will... try to understand him without killing him" he promised going out of the bathroom to open the door.

"Try to be nice with Vash too."

"He is not worrying."

"Anyways"

"Alright, alright!" He protested watching the clock and opening the door.