A/N
Hi eveyone! Thanks for your support so far on this story! I'm having lots of fun writing this out and i'm glad that other like it too. And a personal thank you goes to 'Versatile' who reviewed the last chapter as a guest. I loved reading that review, thanks so much :)
I do not own Hetalia. Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya.
Chapter 3: Drinking Buddies
"So, you came here to meet your cousin? I'm guessing he is French also?" Arthur asked, briefly glancing at the tall blonde man behind him.
"Non, actually, he is Canadian" Francis replied as he followed Arthur closely. The Brit nodded and continued on in his fast pace, desperately trying to get a bit of distance between the Frenchman and himself but, alas Francis managed to keep up just fine. It's not that Arthur didn't want to be near him, quit the opposite in fact, but the thought of Francis being right there made him feel nervous and happy at the same time. At some points he could even swear he felt Francis's warm breath on the back of his neck. Luckily he was the one leading the way so Francis wasn't able to see his embarrassed, blushing face. "And I'm not here just to see him; a while ago mon partner threw me out of mon house so after talking the mon cousin I decided to move here" Francis added with a slightly melancholic tone.
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that…" Lies. Arthur was overjoyed! He felt ashamed to admit it but he was; he knows you shouldn't feel happy for someone else's misfortune but he just couldn't help it. Not only Francis was single but he is moving here. HERE, where Arthur would be able to accidently bump into him again. He did wonder though… why would anyone want to dump him? 'Just look at him' He thought. 'His clear blue eyes, his fair hair that falls about his perfect face and his lips are so rosy…'
"Arthur? Are tu still there?"
Snapped out of his thoughts he found himself standing completely still with Francis directly in front of him. He blushed when he realised that Francis was also leaning in slightly.
"Huh, oh- yes"
"Tu just stopped walking and starred at me, trying to imagine moi in your bed were we~?" He asked teasingly with the most perverted smirk he'd ever seen; and he's friends with Gilbert Beilschmidt!
"WHAT!? Of course not you frog!" He abruptly turned away to hide his now even darker blush. 'Ok… maybe that was the reason he got dumped…' He jumped a little when he felt a tap on his shoulder.
"Désolé but are we nearly at the library? It's just that we've been walking around for a little bit… don't tu know the way around your own town?" Francis smirked.
"Of course I do you git, and yes, we are nearly there." Arthur turned a corner, not even checking if Francis was following him. Then he spotted the library which was straight ahead. He pointed to it triumphantly with a smug smile. "Ha! There it is you wanker" Francis simply nodded and stopped to look at the building. He wasn't really one for architecture but it did look rather grand and impressive. It was built very high with big arched Victorian looking windows; it looked more like a church than anything else. And you could definitely tell that it was constructed a long while ago from the stains on the beige stone that was used. In the middle of Francis's observations Arthur said, "Now, I presume that you can make the rest of the way by yourself? Or do you want me to hold your hand?"
The Frenchman grinned. 'Oh, this is too good to miss' He thought. Francis, without warning, took hold of Arthur's hand and held onto it tightly. "Oui, merci mon cher~!"
Arthur's eyes went wide at the sudden contact and his cheeks were painted a cherry red. He tried his best to say any coherent words out, but the best he could say was "I- I- I- wha- fuck off!"; which roughly translates as 'Would you be so kind as to let go of me, good sir?'
Francis was unfazed by his foul language and the people starring at them and decides to milk this moment for all it's worth; he pulled Arthur to him, put a hand on his waist and held up the hand that held Arthur's. "Shall we dance?" he asked mischievously. However, he never intended to wait for Arthur's reply. He just began spinning them round and round and round.
All of this surprised Arthur, so much so when the pair was spinning he had no choice but to hold onto Francis with his free hand to prevent him from falling. Even when he returned to his senses he couldn't escape because, unfortunately for the Brit, Francis was considerably stronger. "Just what do you think you're doing?!" At this point a crowd had formed around them and various people cheered them on.
"Honhonhonhon~" Was the answer Arthur got.
"Weren't you supposed to be meeting your cousin and his boyfriend?!" He exclaimed. The twirling stopped immediately. At this sudden movement he fell forward a little, and right into Francis's arms. After a moment though Arthur pushed him away but the taller blond just chuckled. Arthur stood and brushed himself off as he tried to will away his blush.
"You're right! Honhon, I almost forgot" He claimed possession of Arthur's hand again and said smoothly "Let us go, mon cher" before he darted through the crowd, dragging the poor Englishman behind him. Once they got to the library door they paused for a minute for Arthur to get his breath back.
"W-What the bloody hell was that?!"
"Honhon, désolé about that Arthur, I got caught up in the moment. But it was fun, non~?" Francis said, playfully.
"No, it was not! We have only just met and you do things like that, it's incredibly embarrassing!"
"Oui, oui, but tu have to admit that you did rather set yourself up for that, asking me if I wanted you to hold my hand"
"I…" 'Damn, the frog's right' "Yeah, yeah, whatever…" He pouted.
"You know…" Francis started "… if you continue to do that cute pouty face I will be forced to pinch your cheeks~" Arthur blushed, for what it must have been for the millionth time that day and averted his eyes to anywhere but Francis.
"I-I'm not a child, you git" He continued pouting.
Smiling evilly Francis walked up to the small Englishman. "I warned tu, Arthur Kirkland~" Before Arthur could respond he grabbed both of his cheeks and started pulling them and cooing him. "Awww, how adorable~"
"Stwop touching me thwis instant Frawncis!" He protested, his words sounding distorted due to his face being pulled into numerous positions.
"Non, this is too entertaining! Honhonhonhon~"
'I'm not here fwor your pwersonal amuswant!" This scene went on for the next few minutes until a voice called out to Francis.
"Hey, Franny!" The pair froze and turned their heads to the side to see who the voice belonged to. They watched as a silver haired man with, what looked like red eyes stalked towards them. His facial expression was a mix of a glare and an amused smile and he spoke with a German accent. Following him was a slightly shorter blonde with blue eyes that could be mistaken for violet. He held a plush bear to his chest. "Where have you been? Making people wait is not awesome!" Francis smiled and let go of Arthur's abused cheeks.
"Bonjour Gilbert! It's been far too long hasn't it?" Francis moved to try to give Gilbert a hug but he skilfully ducked out of the way.
"Ja, ja, just don't try to hug me" He said, crossing his arms across his chest in a defensive manor.
"Mais pourquoi mon ami? I have seen tu receive many hugs in the past"
"Keseseses, true as that is my ass still lives in fear from the first time you hugged me!"
"Honhonhonhon~! Oui, oui, good times"
"Still quit the pervert I see…"
"It's not like you can talk mon ami"
"Hey! That was not awesome Franny!"
"… Gilbert?" An English accented voice said. The red eyed man looked over to his left and saw Arthur starring with a confused look.
"Whoa! It's Artie! I didn't realize that was you standing with Franny" He walked up closer to Arthur and slapped him a couple of times on the shoulder in greeting. Arthur smiled and rubbed his shoulder a little as if it hurt.
"Yes, well, I was just…"
"Do you two know each other?" Francis cut in.
"Hell yeah! Artie here is one of my best drinking buddies" Arthur nodded and asked,
"Yes, that's right. And you two know each other?" He gestured at Gilbert and Francis.
"Oui, we have been friends since our childhood"
"I see…"
Now it was Gilbert's turn, he asked "How come you two know each other?"
Arthur spoke before Francis could even think of what to say. "We don't, I was just showing him were the library was. That's it, nothing more, nothing less"
"Mais mon cher, we danced together! Surely that adds more to our relationship?! He said dramatically.
"What relationship frog?"
"That hurt mon lapin…" He said, placing his hands over his heart as if he'd been shot.
"Keseseseses, that's our Artie"
"Anyway, Gilbert, what brought tu here today?"
"Oh yeah, that reminds me…" He turned away from the group and pulled the blonde from earlier to stand next to him in the circle they had formed. Gilbert wrapped an arm around the quiet man's shoulders and he let of a little squeak. "Franny, the awesome me is dating your cousin"
Francis's jaw dropped so much that it nearly fell off onto the floor while Arthur was confused yet again; he had completely forgotten that he was there!
"… Matthew… is this true…?" The person addressed as Matthew looked at the floor and nodded with a blush. "Quand?! …COMMENT?! When were tu going to tell moi this?!"
"Uumm… now?" Matthew fidgeted nervously.
"Oh relax Franny, I'm going to take good care of him, I promise!"
Francis then glared at Gilbert menacingly; Arthur shivered slightly, he didn't think he was capable of being this serious and it was worrying.
"Tu better… Matthew is family and if this ends up like your previous 'relationships' I swear…"
"Keseses, no need to worry. This is time I know I'm in love" He pulled Matthew closer and he blushed more. It seemed that both of them were un-fazed by the sudden change in character from the Frenchman. "Now then, never mind that, have you got anywhere to stay?"
Francis returned to his carefree demeanor and replied, "To stay? That's easy; I'll be staying with Matthew"
"Um, Francis, about that…" The Canadian spoke up. "I'm so sorry but Gil has moved in with me very recently and… well… now there's not really any space left…"
"Not to worry, I'll just find a hotel"
"Are you serious Franny? Have you even seen the prices around here? It costs an arm and a leg just for one night's stay"
"What should I do then?"
Gilbert paused for a moment. "You could…ah! I know!" He removed his arm from around Matthew and gave Arthur a hearty slap on the back which nearly knocked him down. "You can stay with Artie here! Isn't that an awesome idea?!" He grinned stupidly at his, so called, 'awesome idea'.
"You what?!" Arthur shouted.
"It makes perfect sense, you're my friend, Mattie is my boyfriend and Francis is related to him which directly connects you to him. You see?"
"No, I-"
"Oui! I see it perfectly clearly~!"
"You have a spare room, right?" Gilbert asked, already knowing the answer.
"No-"
"Don't try to deny it, I remember from my last visit"
"We just met-"
"Did I just not explain to you how you know him?"
"Matthew, please I am begging you, help me out here?!"
"If you could give Francis somewhere to stay it would really help…" Matthew shyly spoke with hope in his voice.
"Everyone's conspiring against me today…"
"Is that a yes Artie?"
There was a tense silence as everyone waited for Arthur's reply.
"…there will be a few conditions…"
Triumphantly Gilbert punched the air. "Alright Artie! I knew you would do it in the end"
"Thank you very much Arthur, and I apologize in advance on Francis's behalf for anything he might say or do…"
"What do you mean by anything?" A slight fear now crept over Arthur's soul.
Matthew opened his mouth to speak but Gilbert interrupted, "And that's all the time we have for today! Danke and goodnight!"
"Tu are leaving already?"
"Ja, sorry but we have a movie to catch. See you around and Artie…"
"Yes?"
"Keseseses, good luck"
"Wait, don't go! You still haven't told me what anything means yet!" His frantic pleas fell upon deaf ears as the couple evacuated the area at light speed. He felt a hand on his shoulder and the owner of that hand was smiling like a kid at Christmas.
'And may the lord protect me…'
A/N
Yay PruCan! I hope that you guys like/don't mind that pairing. It's just that in my FrUk fanfics I always write UsCan and it was kinda getting boring. Plus I had a HUGE urge to write PruCan for some reason... Anyway thanks for reading and please do review! And you can tell me if this chapter is a bit confusingand i'll edit it to try to make it better, Lastly if you see any mistakes please do correct me! (I fail soooo much at French).
Translations:
Non = No
Mon = My
Tu = You
Moi = Me
Désolé = Sorry
Oui, merci mon cher = Yes, thank you my dear
Bonjour = Hello
Ja = Yes
Mais pourquoi mon ami = But why my friend
Quand = When
Comment = How
Danke = Thank you
