Vash opened the door, softly, and Francis raised his eyebrows when he saw him.
"Mon dieu, you two are quick" he protested a bit.
Arthur sould have raised his eyebrows too if he were paying attention to anything else apart of Francis.
Francis ran to hug his mother once inside of the room.
"Maman!" the overdramatic kid hugged her as if he had not seen her in a few weeks or months and of course she did the same in return.
Francis cried. Yes, cried. Because his father and brother had done and said aaaaaaawful things.
Arthur hestiated uncomfortable when he noticed that... he followed Francis until his family was.
Vash looked at him and blushed a bit, but he... felt the obligation of being nice wit hhim. Gays united.
"Hi, Arthur"
"A... Ah... Ehm..." the british hestiated.
"Come on in, I am glad you are here, then I am not the only foreigner here..."
"I'm not here! I'm leaving!" He said, looking sideways .Vash took him from the wrist and pulled him inside, closing the door.
"No! What are you doing!?"
"I need company here, and you need to show them that you are normal, come on... shh!"
"B-but... I'm normal! What are you insinuating?"
"I know, I know that you are normal. It's just that he... is... well, we will talk about this later. Please?"
"Come with me."
"I can't now, but... we can meet... on Monday."
"Why not?"
"Because they are here and I promised Roderich. But on Monday they will be gone!"
"Roderich can live without you."
"But his family is here, his mother. Where do you want us to go?"
"Far far away"
"This is really not convenient. Stay here and act normal..." Vash turned to the family.
"But..." Arthur looked them and smiled nerviously.
"But nothing, this is much more important than what you think!"
"What the hell?"
"Really! For you and for me... we have to be good and convince him"
"Convince him? I won't convince anyone."
"Shh, you will!"
"I have nothing to convince anyone!"
"Are you my friend?"
"What do you mean?"
"I need you to stay here, and I need you to be normal, I need him to... accept you."
"Why? He won't do it."
"He has to do it... come on, just stay here."
"Why does he have to do it?"
"Because... I need him to do it. And... I will explain it to you later, ok? Now you just... be normal!"
"It's because you want to marry Roderich?"
"What! No! SHhh!" he covered Arthur's mouth with his hand and paled. Marry Roderich! MARRY!? Arthur looked him raising his eyebrows. "Don't... don't say that! Please, please don't do it here"
"Is that, then?"
"N-Not exactly" Vash blushed deeply.
"But, does he love you?"
"He... I... I... i-it is complicated" Vash swallowed.
"Why?"
"He... is not aware."
"Why not?"
"I don't know, he is just... he is different, he is not like... your Francis."
"W-what? F-Francis is not mine!"
"Arthur, it is really not a good idea to discuss things here, I know... everything."
"No! You don't know anything!"
"We don't really need to discuss this here, shush! He is watching us!"
"Oh, my god!"
"Do something very manly... "
"What?"
"I don't know, we have to convince him that we are normal persons."
"But what do you want me to do?"
"I don't know, do... smoke! Do you have a cigarette."
"What? No..."
"Go there, let's... get a drink."
"At half past eleven of the morning?"
"Help me then, Arthur!"
"But how?"
"If you help me, I will help you, and TRUST ME, you will need help!"
"Me? I don't want to marry Francis!"
"You... don't?"
"No! He is a school kid! And I hate him!"
"Ugh... then what the hell are you doing here? Are you a spy? If you are a spy they will kill you..."
"I'm not a Spy I was... I just... I... I was arguing something important with that idiot before he went to cry on his mother's arms!"
"Why is he crying?"
"Who knows? Because he is an insufferable and dramatic crybaby"
"I still think you are a spy" Vash looked at him confused.
"Who in the hell I could be spying?"
"Who the hell knows! Them?"
"I'm spying you to acusse you as a homosexual"
"Shut the hell up! I am NOT!"
Arthur smirked.
"We... are going to... wait for all of you downstairs!" assured Vash, taking Arthur by the arm and pulling him to the door.
"Roderich, could you take Vash's hand for a moment?" Welcome to the brit family, Vash, you are oficialy a friend of Arthur.
Vash blinked.
"What? Do you want me to come?" Asked Roderich.
"I-I... w-well..." he looked at Arthur a bit confused. "Yes?"
Arthur blinked because he was trying to make Vash blushed. Sorry, but taking Roderich's hand is like breathing air. Push him a little more.
"What are you doing?" asked Vash confused. "He should not come!"
"But if he comes you could kiss him a little in the intimacy"
"Whaaaat? No! Arthur!" There you go, blushed and hysterical.
Arthur smirked.
"So, what are you two doing?" Asked Roderich
"Arthur..." Vash warned him, suddenly scared.
"Planning to run away from your father."
"Why do you want to run away?"
"He is quite scary..." mumbled Vash not looking at Roderich.
"He is absolutely crazy" Arthur said. Roderich rolled his eyes.
"I didn't say that!" assured Vash. "B-But you have to agree with us that he is... well, capable of killing"
"What? Because he was a little relentless with Francis?"
"A little?" Vash looked at Arthur sideways.
"A little?" Asked Arthur too.
"He didn't do anything more than scold him" Roderich explained.
"He almost killed him!" yelled Arthur.
"Well... " Vash thought that was a little too much from Arthur.
"Did you see how he punched him? He is like a little girl!"
"He punched him?" Vash asked, surprised
"Yes!"
"You are as dramatic as him" comolained Roderich.
"Has your father ever punched you?"
asked Vash thinking that... well, if he ever punches Roderich, he would kill him...
"Of course not!" And he won't do it if he knows what suits him...
"Well that explains why he is crying, maybe"
Arthur blinked with that.
"He is crying because he is a dramatic" said Roderich and surprisely, Arthur agreed.
"Maybe, yes, but that doesn't make your father less... scary. I understand why Arthur wants to run away"
"Then will you run away with the gay?" Roderich asked.
"I'm not gay!" Arthur complained. Vash looked at Roderich and raised his eyebrows not expecting such a direct accusation.
"I was just convincing him to stay!"
"But you are saying that my father is scary and you understand that he wants to run away"
"I'm not gaaay!" Insisted Arthur
"I understand it but, I was still trying to tell him that for him is much more convenient to stay, so we all know that he is just a normal guy!"
Vash ignored Arthur, nervous
"Why would we wanted to know that he is a normal guy?" Roderich ignored him too.
"I'm a normal guy! I'm not gay!" Arthur almost jumped.
"Well, because you want to treat everyone fairly... you are a doctor, aren't you? If he is just a normal guy, even if he is gay, you couldn't hate him or your brother..."
"He is not normal if he is gay. He is sick."
Vash blushed and looked at his feet with the constant reminder.
"Well we all have to deal with sick people... and accept them. Don't we?"
"We have to cure him... and be sure that it isn't contagious"
Vash sighed.
"What if there is no cure. If there is only part of him... if he is that way and it is irreversible?"
"I'm not sick!"
"Well, then we should proceed as in a cronich disease"
"That means, just accept him. Even more if he is going to date your brother, we better only talk to him and just act normally around them, we will end up even forgetting that we think they are sick"
"No, I don't think that is the way we should proceed."
"And what is the way we should proceed...?"
"Put him in observation."
"Which is exactly what we are doing..."
"Yes."
"What about your brother... is he sick too? You called him..."
"Yes, but my mother forbade me to do experiments with him"
Vash sighed again reminded that he is a complete experiment for Roderich.
"Nobody will do experiments with me!" Complained Arthur again.
"You like experimenting a lot..." Vash whispered.
"Yes"
Vash looked at Arthur and thought that they didn't need to do any experiments with him, Roderich had him to do all his experiments... as soon as he found out he was the homosexual.
"Let's talk on Monday. Arthur"
"Anyways, I'm done" The british said.
"Done? Are you leaving?"
"Yes"
Vash was not impressed at all... he would have wanted to leave too if someone's brother were bragging about experiments with me as the test subject.
But then Francis, softly and sweetly, called Arthur, who hestiated for a moment.
Francis made a gesture with the hand urging him to come, smiling a bit although he still had reddened eyes. Arthur shook his head
Francis smiled to his mother and walked towards Arthur, who blushed and took a step back.
"Let's go"
"I'm not going with you!"
"What? Why?"
"Because I hate you!"
Francis looked at himintently.
"Do you hate him?" Roderich asked.
"Of course he doesn't" Said Francis.
"Of course I do!"
"Arthur!" Protested Francis because he didn't need him to do this right now.
"What? I do!"
Francis rolled eyes and crossed his arms. He felt he had exposed completely to him, all his family was here.
"Well... if you act like this while hating me, imagine you loved me... oh, the things you will do..."
"What? For sure you would notice if I loved you!"
"That's exactly what I notice right now, dear."
"What? No! You are wrong!" Arthur blushed again because a few seconds ago, he had been talking with a nazi, who wanted to do experiments with him becaue of this, and he was imagining his body full of electrodes while Roderich took notes and asked Francis to excite him.
Hmm... that doesn't sound that bad, huh?
Whaaat? It sounds horrible!
"I can keep saying things here, but I am sure papa and Roddie will not like them" he whispered to Arthur and winked.
"SHUT THE HELL UP!" he put his hands on Francis' mouth, histerically.
Francis licked his hand softly, feeling again that he was in charge.
"Waaah!" He removed them
And I have to say that Mr. Edelstein felt nervous again and he had been here for almost only ten seconds. He grunted with Francis' attitude..
Francis jumped with his father's grunt and turned to him, scared again in one instant.
"What the hell is HE doing here?"
"Eh... don't worry, sir, I'm leaving"
"Papa... "
"Do not "papa" me, Francis, this is not respectful to me or your mother!" Mr. Edelstein turned to his wife again... he was not expecting having to be nice with Arthur SO soon, although he had promised her...
She took Francis by his shoulders and stared at his husband
"A-Arthur... I believe my son and my wife would like you to stay and have lunch with us... "
"W-What?" Arthur almost pissed himself with that.
"I also think I should... get to know you better, so it will not hurt anyone. Just do not touch my son."
"NOBODY IS GOING TO MAKE EXPERIMENTS WITH ME!"
Mr. Edelstein blinked. I mean, this boy was quite crazy
Just quite?
Ok, ok... completely crazy.
"I am inviting you to have lunch with us, which is way more than I should considering your attitude in the morning... and now... you yell at me?"
"I'm not going on a date with him! I knew him yesterday and he is a little kid! I hate him! I'm not prepared for a lunch with all his family"
Francis sighed.
"I told you that we could meet after lunch and you were only whining!"
"I'm not going to date you!"
"Date?! Verdammt!" protested Mr. Edelstein pinching the bridge of his nose. "Why can't you two be friends like Roderich and Vash?!"
"You are ALREADY dating me!" pointed out Francis.
"What?" yelled Arthur.
"We are already... friends or whatever papa wants us to be. You linked your life with mine and there is nothing you can do!"
"I'm not... I didn't... I..."
"Mr... What's your last name, british boy?" asked Mr. Edelstein
"Kirkland" answered Roderich.
"Well, Mr. Kirkland. Are you going to come with us, or are you going to disappear from my sight?"
Francis frowned to Arthur because they were STILL discussing this, in front of everyone.
"I-I..."
"He is coming, papa..." Francis decided.
"What? No!"
"Arthur!"
"What?" He was yelling all the time. Francis got a step closer and took his hand, squeezing it.
"No!" He tried to let let go, not knowing what to do.
"What do you want?" he asked softly.
"To leave!"
Francis sighed again.
"Can I see you later?" he asked again, almost in a whisper. Arthur's heart was beating as he had been running a maraton.
"No!"
Francis looked at him, sadly.
If he wasn't so histerical, he could start to regret just now.
"Ok, then. Go" Francis raised his hand and pointed to the door. He had the most wonderful night of all nights, he felt a fantastic connection with someone, he felt loved... Arthur had fought for him against his father! And now he was being stupid, he was humiliating him in front of his family and he didn't even know why... and to be he was also really scared at the moment to even think of Arthur's feelings. Too scared to think straight. He wanted Arthur to... at least give him hope, and he was not doing it. Maybe Arthur was also too scared of his father... yes, for sure it was his father's fault! It was easier to think that it was his father's fault than to think that Arthur didn't really love him.
Arthur looked the door and swallowed
"Four o'clock" Francis whispered.
He blushed more but didn't move. Mr. Edelstein grew more impatient waiting for Arthur and his son to decide.
"Let's go, Gala" he decided taking her by the arm and making Roderich a gesture to ask him to move
Roderich went for Vash's hand who took it without complaining, of course.
"I hate these ridiculous scenes" commented Mr. Edelstein to his wife. "Come on, tell our son to come with us."
"Francis..." she asked. Francis looked at his mother a bit disappointed. "Come on"
Francis looked at Arthur sideways and... started walking towards his mother, hoping that Arthur would follow.
Arthur looked them as a puppy in the rain. Francis returned for him and took his hand, then pulled him to come with them.
And agaaaaaaaaain he started to complain because he did,'t want to go.
(And that is how German will go out to have a stroll in the university with his two gay sons and their couples)