The four sat in the kitchen and ate silently. Nothing too unusual about this… well, minus the fact that GILBERT was in the room and SADIQ was sitting across from him.

Besides that… everything was pretty normal seeming.

Roderich smiled a bit as he finished his food and sipped at his tea. "This is a nice change of pace."

"Huh," Gilbert looked over at him, a mouth full of pancake.

"I take that back," Roderich looked away, "don't talk with your mouth full."

"You love me talking with my mouth-"

"I do not love any such thing." Roderich bopped the man's chin in an attempt to get him to shut up.

"Abusive!"

The Canadian at the table sighed, "you should have just kept your mouth shut, Roderich."

"Probably…" The Austrian shook his head, "there was a time, and this may seem a bit obtuse a thought, where people had manners and uncouth beasts ate where beasts normally eat…" The other three stared at him a moment before he sighed, "…a barn."

"Ah, I see…" Matthew wasn't going to tell the man of the thoughts that that brought to mind.

"There was a time where prissy aristocrats got some what what in the butt."

"GILBERT!"

"RODDY!"

"DON'T YOU DARE MOCK ME!"

"Don't you dare mock me~" The Prussian mimicked.

Sadiq looked over at Matthew, the Canadian blushing madly, "What's wrong with you?"

"Gilbert threw Roderich on the ground of the barn and sank to his knees before him. After days of planning, he was going to take the Austrian somewhere where he would never forget it. Untamed, daring, and just plain old-fashioned as old-fashioned got. He was going to fuck the man into the floor of his own barn…"

Covering his mouth, the Turk stared at him, eyebrows raised. "Oookay… someone needs to get out more…"

"GILBERT! STOP THIS INSTANT!"

"Ooh~ look at me~ I'm a prissy aristocrat who can't stand that my boyfriend is the most awesome person I know~!"

Violet eyes narrowed before the Austrian fought back, "look at me. I'm a Prussian who can't understand the concept of hygiene."

"Hey now! That's not true and you know it!"

"I know nothing…"

"Shut up Specs!"

"I suppose one also insults another's size as well…"

"Don't you dare Specs…"

Roderich smirked a bit, "Oh, but Gilbert. Your size doesn't matter. I'll help compensate. Besides, it's how you use your five millimeters."

Gilbert's face grew dark pink before he lashed out in fury, "At least I've had sex with a woman!"

Roderich stared at him a moment before standing, his eyes shut. "I'll be in the other room."

"Specs…" Gilbert stood up as the man started to leave the room and frowned, "Specs, I didn't mean it like that… wait."

He followed the man into the other room and Roderich turned to him, speaking in a low, calm voice. "Did you know that you speak in your sleep as well, Gilbert?"

"Huh?" Gilbert looked at him blankly.

"Anita…" Roderich looked over his shoulder in a knowing smile, the look sending volts of worry through the Prussian. "You and Anita were much closer than you had me believe."

"Specs…"

"It's none of my business. You got what you were after from me Gilbert. We have a stable enough relationship."

"What the hell, Specs, I lov-"

The Austrian put a hand to the other man's lips and shook his head, "I don't want to hear you say that again." Roderich turned, "Don't tell me you love me when you'll only leave in the end. Our, as they call it, 'fuck buddy' relationship is working for the best. Let's leave it be."

Gilbert watched as he headed out of the room and sat on the couch, wiping his face in weariness. "Damn it, you stupid, prissy aristocrat…" He looked up and looked at the door the man had gone behind, "I only love you, idiot."

~.~

Ten flanking in the backyard.

Another five taking the sides on both sides.

Anita smirked as she approached the door. Unlike her dear friend, she preferred a fair fight, letting the cards fall as they may. She rang the doorbell and smiled brightly, listening to the sound of footsteps approaching.

"Hello-"

"Good morning!" Anita flicked her boot knife out and held it to the blond's neck, "my name is Anita, will you help me? I believe my dear lover is waiting for me here with a dear acquaintance of mine who needs to be killed."

The blond stared at her in horror before the woman pushed her way in, not caring the least bit about the Turk standing nearby.

"My grip is so lousy! I really need work, I tend to push too hard on others." Blood spilt onto the Canadian's neck and Sadiq sat down, holding his arms out in surrender.

"Just don't hurt him any worse."

"That'll depend on your little friends, now won't it?"