Dragons and Cross-dressers – Chapter twenty six

Meanwhile, Ivan was up early in the morning, when he knew that the dragons would just be waking. He was going to check up on his pet when he bumped into one of his old 'friends' in the room with the gate to the dragon's cavern.

"Ah. Yao. How are you, comrade?" The Chinese emperor turned around quickly in surprise. He quickly frowned.

"Ivan, aru?"

"Da." He replied cheerfully, smiling slightly wider than usual.

"Why are you here? This is the dragon arena…. Are you now a gambling man or here just to see them? It is very expensive to enter."

"Nyet. I have my own dragon now." The china man stammered in shock.

"W-Wha-What?"

"A dragon."

"How?"

"I captured one."

The black haired man frowned slightly. He had to buy his dragon and it had been very, very expensive, even for him. He was here to pick it up today, he was moving back to the Chinese region to settle a political matter with the Korean region.

"How?"

"Ahh... It was guarding a certain place. I just had to follow some rumours and old legends. It took quite a while to track it down…."

"And you managed to stop it from escaping, aru?"

"It refused to leave its 'post', da. So it was quite easy." Yao frowned more.

The Chinese emperor had to buy one of the extraordinarily rare and reclusive beasts himself and he was the ruler of the East Kingdom. It was near impossible to find a free dragon. It was even harder to capture it as it usually fled and was never seen again.

"Jealous, Yao?"

"No!" He snapped annoyed at him.

"Hey, you guys! What are you doing here so early?"

They turned to see the albino come down the stairways, followed by a Spaniard and his younger brother. The German blonde held what looked like a huge metal milk carrier.

The jug came up to the waist, had two large handle and its lid had 4 hooks, each with a padlock. He placed the obviously very heavy metallic jar down with a grunt. Liquid sloshed about in it.

He wiped his brow before glancing at the two visitors. He nodded in greeting the Russian and Chinese dragon owners.

The Spaniard held out a hand to the white haired man with a smile.

"There. Your order has been delivered. I shall need the money now, amigo."

Gilbert sighed before handing over a bag of coins. The browned haired man counted it while chatting to the white haired man cheerfully. They seemed to be close friends. Suddenly he frowned slightly before smiling again.

"Ah. Gilbert. It seems you have miscounted. You are fifty silver coins short." Gilbert pouted.

"Come on! Vhat about a discount for friends? Especially the awesome ones!"

"Sorry amigo. But it is not my decision. My lovely tomato would kill me."

"You know the rule, Antonio! Bros before hos!"

"Si. But my 'ho' is my boss too." The Spaniard tried to explain. The blonde suddenly yelled over,

"Gilbert! Just pay the correct amount!"

"But West!..."

"No 'buts' Bruder! We do not need Romano on our backs!"

"But it's okay for you to be on Feliciano's back?" The German went the brightest of beetroot reds.

"A-a-ah… B-bruder… That is.. uh… highly i-inappropriate!..."

"Whatever West…" He handed over more coins grudgingly. Antonio beamed merrily.

"Gracias mi amigo!" He waved at the albino happily as he hopped back up the stairs and disappeared.

The oldest brother turned to the two 'customers'.

"You guys are early. I vas expecting Yao 'cause he here to pick up the lil' black one, Kiki or something… Vhy are you here Ivan? You only dropped him off yesterday."

"Hmmm… I want to test his strength. Can you place him in a fight, comrade?" Ludwig hesitated. His blush was having difficulty fading so his face was still a light red.

"Ja. He can replace Kiku~"

"Kiki."

"It's Kiku, bruder… He can replace Kiku in the first fight against a minotaur that we have coming in from one of the other arenas."

"Uck. Minotaurs… Just big, common slobbering bulls with arms… They don't deserve to enter the awesomeness of this place."

"Da. The beast would be killed in minutes by my dragon." Yao frowned a little at the subtle boast.

"Ve do have a chimera if you vish a more interesting fight... But the risk is greater. He may be damaged and his value reduced." The blonde suggested.

"Ja. Ve were just gonna display him in my awesome showroom today before you came." Yao cleared his throat slightly, subtly attracting everyone's attention.

"When will I get my dragon? I have a tight schedule, aru."

"Ja, of course. In fact, my friend just delivered a very important tool for dealing with dragons."

He walked up to the large metal milk cylinder, unlocked the four locks and popped the top off.

Suddenly a horrible, heavy smell filled the room. Ivan and Yao covered their noses, gagging violently, while the two brothers, who were more used to the aroma, simply wrinkled their noses in absolute disgust.

"A-Ammonia?"

"Ja. Stops the merchandise from attacking things or going to places we don't want them two. Keeps them out of trouble too."

The cap was replaced but the putrid smell still lingered heavily in the room.

"So gentleman… Let's go get your dragons."

(A/N - You cannot have France and Prussia in the story without Spain making an appearance. The bad touch trio are just so badass and awesome.

Spain and the Italy brothers are business partners that deal in the trading of illegal/stolen chemicals. They share the company but it's usually Spain who makes the deliveries because he's the more cheerful and friendly one. The company is called the Carriedo Vargos Chemical Vendors or CVCV for short.

France, Prussia and Spain are best friends in this world too. France hasn't seen the other two in a while though. Since Prussia's dragon arena was actually opened fairly recently, France doesn't know that it belongs to his friend.

France does know about Spain's illegal though because he has been doing it a long time.

What a strange but awesome trio – A fabulously rich noble man who is a pervert, a cheerful merchant that sells illegal chemicals and a once poor albino that now runs a very successful business.

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