*flashback*
It had been over 15 years ago. I remember being called down to a family meeting. Dylan, Allistor, and Seamus were all sitting there. It was obvious that Seamus was upset. As I walked down the stairs none of my brothers would meet my eyes.
"Lad, brother, there is something we need to tell you. It has to do with the family business." Allistor said with a neutral expression. It was the expression he always wore with bad news. I was only 17 when he told me.
"Look, we lost ye." Allistor said quickly. I looked confused at him.
"What do you bloody mean you lost me?" I asked. It made no sense to me. That night I learned, officially, that my family was a part of the mafia. Allistor told me that he was a mob boss. He oversaw small territories around the world. He started telling me about his subordinates. Everything on how the mafia functioned.
"Seamus is my second in command. And Dylan is my weapons dealer." He says. I was still confused at what this must do with me.
"A deal fell through. A really important deal, with the French territory. The only way to keep our territories afloat and not cause an all out war is a trade. The heir to the French mob needs a bride soon….it has something to do with there customs. It's different from ours. " Allistor says. I knew right then and there what he was implying.
"A trade of peace for a bride…you." Allistor says. I stood there in shock.
"You sold me?!" I asked angered.
"For the greater good, lad! You are going to like him! I swear! And you will be powerful. More powerful than any of us are right now! This is for the best Arthur!"
"AND YOU GUYS LET HIM?!" I say yelling at Dylan and Seamus.
"Arthur, calm d-" Allistor tried to calm me down but I wouldn't let him.
"YOU SOLD ME YOU BLOOD WANKING SON OF A BITCH!" I yelled angrily as I ran upstairs and shut the door. I didn't know who was the heir to the French mob though…all I know is that I already liked someone.
Francis Bonnefoy.
I remember meeting the French heir. My brothers were obviously going to go through with it without my approval. I refused to come down and was physically dragged by Allistor downstairs.
"Damnit Arthur let go of the damn stairs!" He yells as I was grabbing onto the railing of our stairs. Meanwhile downstairs Dylan and Seamus were laughing.
"INSTEAD OF BEING BLOODY GITS YOU GUYS COULD HELP ME!" Allistor yelled at Dylan and Seamus as the two brothers walked from the kitchen to the bottom of the stairs drinking a beer and watching the show. I refused to move or let go. Until the doorbell rang. It shocked me enough to let go of the stairs. Allistor threw me over his shoulder and tossed me to Dylan, who dragged me to the couch. Allistor went to open the door.
"Hello. Welcome to our home." Allistor greeted.
"It is nice to be here. Where is..umm..Arthur?" I heard a familiar accented voice call for me. Oh god! Please don't tell me today of all days is the day that Francis decided to show up. I was about to say something when I noticed that Allistor let him in. Weren't we waiting for the heir? Why would he- NO! It clicked for me.
I saw him walk in. He was wearing a suit and had blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes. There was no mistaking who this was.
"Arthur. Meet Francis Bonnefoy! Heir to the Bonnefoy family." Allistor said. I tried not to look so shocked. The boy that would talk to me all the time in school. The boy I would write letters to and then burn them. The boy that drove me absolutely mad, who enraged me at times but yet I still like him. The boy who cares more about fashion than anything else and who could never hurt a fly IS THE HEIR TO THE FRENCH MAFIA?!
"It is nice to meet you, Arthur." Francis says holding a hand out to me. It was like we never met. We always talked in class and always teased each other outside of school. He was acting.
"It is nice to meet you as well." I say shaking his hand trying to look pissed.
"I will bring him back later. I want to get to know him more." Francis says as he grabs my arm and rudely drags me out of the house.
"You kids have fun!" Allistor calls out behind us as I hear Seamus and Dylan asking if he has lost his mind. I knew what they meant. This is a future mob boss…for all I know torture is pleasure to him.
When we got in his car, which was so much more flashier than the beat up car he took to school, I looked at him in shock.
"WHAT THE BLOODY FUCK, FRANCIS?!" I yelled.
"Shhhh mon petite. Calm down." He says softly letting out a small laugh.
"Calm down?! Who are you?" I asked shocked. He faced me toward him as he parked in some remote spot not far from my house.
"I am Francis Bonnefoy. I am who they say I am. But I am also the boy I have shown you." He says obviously referring to all the times we talked in school.
"You're the heir of a mafia family!" I yelled back.
"And you come from a mafia family." He retorts back with a smile.
I still couldn't believe this guy was a mob boss.
"I still can't believe it. I can't believe I am sold to you!" I yelled.
"You are no slave to me! Arthur, I made the deal fall through. I knew your brothers would trade you away. I wanted you. In this world you have to be one piece ahead of everyone else. You have to have a strategy and stick to it. And I just won." He says with a smirk as he pulled me into a kiss. I knew he won that night. I knew he was someone to trust. He knew a lot more than what he has said. And I was determined to find out everything about Francis Bonnefoy. One day.
"Arthur!" Allistor says looking at Arthur. Arthur looked to Francis as if asking 'what happened?' He still had that damn smirk on his face, Arthur thought as he looked back to Allistor.
"It was different then Allistor! Francis and I knew each other!" Arthur yells at him bringing to light a secret that had been kept for over 20 years.
"Matthew and Alfred won't know these people! They will be st-" Arthur starts but is quickly cut off by Allistor. They are now both in each others faces over the kitchen table.
"Are you daft?! We will just send them out on one date with them and if all goes well…" Allistor starts
"We make a deal." Francis finishes. Arthur looks at Francis incredulously. He looks back at him as if he had been slapped across the face.
"You would sell your own children?!" Arthur yells at Francis obviously wanting to attack him.
"Non! I would never want to!" Francis yells shocked. "Mon amour, you know me better than that." Francis says his voice softening. Francis tilts Arthur's chin up so that way he is facing him.
"Your brother has a good reason. And if he doesn't tell it to me soon I am going to skin him alive." Francis says with a smirk. Causing Dylan to pale at how calm Francis was making that threat, and causing no reaction in Allistor.
"Look, we have intel that something is about to go down between Beilshmidt and Braginsky. Look, those two have some of the most well-trained factions in the business. Not to mention that they have territories all over the world. They basically run this game, and if they get into a war we all go into a war. All of our territories could be lost, our lives could be ruined. We could get arrested or worse tortured and killed." Allistor says very seriously. It's obvious that he is not the only mob boss who is concerned.
"We could be in financial ruin." Francis says.
"Where do my boys come in?" Arthur asks very sternly.
"Its not just your boys keeping those two mob bosses…distracted… it's the fact that they are so close.-" Allistor was cut off by Francis.
"They have such a close connection to each other that if Beilshmidt and Braginsky are taken with the boys they couldn't hurt each other. Because by extent, it would hurt the person they are taken with." Francis says. He was always a step ahead.
"Your using them to manipulate people." Francis says sternly.
"The lads will not know. It will be kept a secret. This is to protect everything we have built and everyone that we love." Allistor says. Arthur looked convinced…
"No." Arthur says.
"You are not using my sons as pawns!" Arthur says. Allistor looked at him.
"That's not your decision to make, lad." Allistor says sternly and looked to Francis. Francis' face was unreadable.
"They will do it. One date." Francis says with a neutral tone. There was silence and a loud slap before footsteps ascended the stairs and slammed a door.
Allistor and Dylan didn't look surprised that Arthur slapped Francis. Francis didn't have an expression.
"Who are you setting up with who? I will deal with Arthur later." He says. He knew it upset his love, but he has seen a mafia war. And he needed to protect Arthur, Matthew and Alfred. If this worked…the protection they would have would be far greater than anything he could do.
"Lets talk." Allistor said.
To be continued….
A/N: Gahhh I am hoping to have the next chapter up this weekend! Thank you guys for reading!
Love you all,
-zen4365