Erreur dans l amour
Chapter 3- Switzerland X Germany
Ohonhon, you lucky bastard. Francis spoke jokingly as Ludwig came back with the drunken Vash. Ludwig face was blushed as he walked back to where Francis stood. Vash laughed, smiling happily, lost in his own little world.
I m gonna go talk to Arthur real quick. Vash winked at the German and walked off happily. Ludwig nodded, scratching the back of his head.
If I had of known some beer would have set Vash my direction I would have done it by now! Francis said; a teasing tone in his voice.
The German nodded, smiling softly to himself, the music was playing and the room seemed filled with craziness. Just as he was about to get lost in his own world, Vash ran by, shirtless.
Listen you bloody git! Get back here and put your shirt back on! I didn t come here to see that! Arthur ran by, extremely drunk as well; he was carrying Vash s black tank top.
I think Alfred gave Arthur too much to drink Francis took note, Ohonhon, all right, this is going to be a fun night!
Francis ran off after Arthur, Mon cher! Come with me!
No, you bloody wanker! Stay away from me! Arthur spun around, losing interest in the Vash chase and slapped Francis with the shirt.
Vash stood there, watching the two men fight; he suddenly really wanted his shirt back, beginning to pout.
Ludwig watched the two quarrel from the corner of the room, smiling to himself as his eyes fell on Vash s carefully sculpted body; he had the perfect balance of muscle for his body size, though perhaps a bit skinny. Probably from how little he ate, he was such a cheapskate sometimes, but he was strong.
Feli, does that not bother you? Lovino questioned, sitting in Antonio s lap and looking at his brother who was sitting next to them at the bar.
Ve? What are you talking about? Feliciano inquired, his face had a gentle smile gleaming on its features.
You know what I mean! I mean that Vash guy and Ludwig! Lovino snapped at his younger brother.
Nope! Not at all, I mean, Vash is drunk and all- Feliciano began to talk. Lovino glared at him and Feliciano frowned slightly, Seriously, brother, it s not like he s my boyfriend, I don t care.
Hmm, Lovino frowned, Antonio was trying to steal a kiss from his Lovi at the time, Your coming home with us tonight.
Ve~ Fine. Feli agreed, he tried to forget about it, he tried.
A few hours later, around 1 AM or so, everyone was leaving. Feliciano went with Lovino and Antonio. Ludwig waved a good bye to them and closed the door. Everyone was gone except the passed out Vash on the couch and of course, Francis, Alfred and Arthur.
I m going to take Vash home I don t think he can make it home by himself. Ludwig told Francis. The French man frowned.
Why not leave him here with me? He laughed happily.
I don t trust the likes of you! The German snapped and walked over to the couch that the drunken Swiss man lay in a daze, Come on, I m taking you home.
Mmm. I don t want to go home yet Vash complained, yet his face betrayed his words as he was still smiling.
Ludwig picked the emerald eyed man up and carried him out of the house, rolling his eyes as he heard the snickering of a drunken Francis behind him. The door slammed shut and the two men were left in the dark.
Where are we going, Ludwig? Vash questioned, feeling very warm in the German s arms, he wrapped his arms around his neck for a better grasp and looked around the yard.
Back to your house, v-where else? Ludwig told him and carried him back to his house.
When the German saw the mansion like house he walked up to the front door and attempted to open it. Damn It s locked.
Hey, V- He fell silent just as he was about to ask Vash for his house key. The young Swiss man passed out on his shoulder, Ludwig couldn t keep back a sigh, he hadn t noticed how cute Vash was when he slept and he didn t feel like disturbing his peaceful slumber.
The German set Vash down on a bench outside of the house and attempted to find another door, maybe unlocked this time. Ludwig was debating whether or not he should just let him crash at his house tonight, but the young blonde may be upset when he wakes up in the morning
Ah, screw it. Ludwig spat in his mind as he was zapped by another electric doorknob and walked back over to where he had left the passed out Vash. Picking him up again he took him to his house. At least he knew he could get in there without endangering his life.
Back at Ludwig s place, he carried Vash up the stairs and to a guest room. He pulled off the covers to the bed and set the young blonde down on the bed. Ludwig reached over the bed to pull the sheets over him.
As he was reaching over he felt arms wrap around him. The German looked down at the Swiss man; his bright green eyes shone up at him and stole another kiss. Vash kissed him, holding him there with his hands.
Ludwig pulled his hands back from the covers and stroked Vash s face; the smooth complexion of his face was warm at his touch as he returned the kiss. He found his hands carefully grasping Vash s side, pulling his waist closer to him. Vash let out a soft moan as they pulled their lips away from each other. The German felt hot as it continued, but as he opened his eyes something told him to stop.
Ludwig stopped, as much as he wanted to undress the Swiss man, he had a feeling it would have a bad after taste in the morning. He pulled his hands away from Vash causing a whine to come out of the blonde boy, Wait Don t stop..!
No, you ll only regret it. Ludwig heard the disappointment in the Swiss lover s voice but shook it away from his mind. He pulled the covers over the cute viridian eyed boy and kissed his forehead, Gute Nacht, liebe.
Leaving the room, he turned off the light and went to his own bed, tired yet happy at the same time.