Chapter 11
I meant to upload this ages ago but completely forgot! Sorry all!
I really like Roderich and Arthur friendship. Any ships anyone wants to see? I decided it will be Lovino x Arthur in the end. However, I can include as many as you want. Feel free to send your ideas in a review.
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Arthur drifted into the living room where Roderich was playing the piano. Calming, elegant music drifted sweetly through the manor, causing Arthur to smile.
"This reminds me of how I first met you."
He had obviously startled him but Roderich regained his composure quickly; he was once an Austrian Aristocrat once.
"Indeed. I had no idea you weren't human back then. You weren't even a vampire at the time." Remarked Roderich lightly, his music secondary concern for the moment.
"I always have had a flair for theatrics. I thought you were the best I had ever heard; you still are. There is no music more beautiful than yours." Arthur said it with a grin.
Roderich smiled slightly, touched by the heartfelt compliment. Arthur wasn't anywhere near this open with him when they had first met. He was cold, quiet and closed off.
"Then you had better let me play in peace then" he sniffed but the sentence had no heat to it.
Arthur chuckled and fell silent, yes Arthur could be quite obedient when it pleases him.
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Lovino was grinding his teeth. He knew it was stupid to be jealous; Roderich was obviously head over heels for Gilbert. The way they undressed each other with their eyes- Mio Dio! It was enough to make him want to shout get a room. (My God)
Maybe he should just go for it. Maybe he should just proclaim his love loud and proud- he had no idea how Arthur would react but he might be able to sneak a kiss in the confusion.
Wow. That was sad. Lovino groaned to himself, alerting his brother to his distress.
"Ve~~ Lovi what's wrong?"
"It's nothing" He grumbled, dramatically dropping back on his silk sheets. He was an incubus after all- the bedroom was his domain! The things he would do to Arthur-
"Aww! Lovi's in love!" Cooed Feliciano with a giggle.
"Shut it bastard!" Lovino hissed, turning red and hurling a pillow across the room.
"Ve~~~ Lovino don't throw things at me! You'll make me smudge it" Whined Feli.
"What are you drawing anyways?" Asked Lovino curiously, leaning forward to try and see.
"It's a surprise silly" He giggled.
Lovino humphed and returned to thinking about the possibilities. He loved Arthur... So all he had to do was make Arthur love him back! Arthur was cute and sweet but he hid it behind a icy exterior, cold enough to send shivers up his spine.
But he loved it. He loved Arthur's thick golden hair, piercing emerald eyes and slender body. He was smart, strong and didn't take shit from anyone! They'd be perfect together, he could already imagine it. The romantic dinners, walks along the beach, stargazing...
And sex. Hot, steamy passionate sex the likes of which Lovino had never experienced before. Arthur was good- he had his sources... It was the irresistible cherry on top! Arthur was the full package!
"Waaaaaaah" Feliciano wailed suddenly, dropping his brush and huffing.
"What's with you bastardo!" Spluttered Lovino shocked out of his Arthur filled daze.
"I cant paint them right!" Feliciano ran his hands through his hair in frustration.
"Paint what?"
"Their wings! They were brilliant Lovi!" He sighed dreamily.
"Wings? Ohhhh. Idiota, let me take a look." Grumbled Lovino, crawling off the bed and sauntering towards his brother at the easel.
Woah!
"Feli these are brilliant! I've never seen you this inspired before" Said Lovino stunned.
"But they aren't perfect. I cant get the colours right" Feli pouted.
"Bastardo! It's good enough already."
"It isn't. It still isn't close enough... Their birthdays are coming up and..."
"So that's why you're so set on this. Idiota. Why don't you just ask to see them again?"
"Lovi! That's WHY I'm painting them! They shouldn't hide them- they're just as much a part of them as everything else."
Feliciano was passionate to a fault...
"Tell them that." Snorted Lovino slinking back to his bed and letting is daydreams take over. Maybe he would go and find Arthur later...
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"Hey Matthew..." Said Alfred thoughtfully.
"Hm?" The older twin didn't look up from the book Arthur had leant him. A battered, worn copy of a Sherlock Holmes novel. Arthur said it was the best thing he had ever read and Matthew wasn't going to disagree. He took it enthusiastically and when he had walked past Alana in the corridor he had earned an approving nod.
"I really like it here." Alfred grinned, stretching out in his chair. He had set down his game to face his brother, eager to hear his opinion.
"It is great" admitted Matthew with a smile. They were like a family now. Francis was like a brother, he enjoyed spending time with him, despite his dramatic ways.
"Can we stay?" Alfred asked hopefully, giving him puppy dog eyes.
They weren't necessary, Matthew wouldn't let wild horses drag him away.
"Sure." He replied, returning to his book.
"Yes!" Alfred pumped his fist in the air like a five year old, drawing an amused look from Herakles who was curled up on a nearby couch next to Kiku who was reading manga.
Yeah, they were an awesome family.
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