The dark under belly and creatures of the night. The sick thoughts you dare not think and the impulses you hide. There are places where one doesn't have to hold back as long as they have the coin for it. How much would you pain for one night where you also can be one with the creatures of the night. How much would you pay for a night of fun and bliss where when you're done you can return to the life you live everyday without anyone having to know.

Now what if you're classier then that sort of dark under belly fun? What if you're a noble man or some sort of lord? Your spotless reputation couldn't use that type of scandal. Oh no, the last thing you need is to be spotted with some sort of whore on the street, or leaving a cheap hotel. Besides, something so cheap isn't in your taste. You're a noble man, a lord, a duke, something high up on the social food chain. You have more coin to spare.

That's when places like "The Crocus" came into play. The Crocus was a secret brothel made for those who wished to keep their little past time a secret from those poking their heads around. For those looking in on the outside saw nothing but a high end hotel and elegant restaurant. But for those who knew the secret word it was a place of pleasures.

The Crocus was run by two handsome men from an eastern country who claimed to be brothers. The staff came from a wide range of places. Each had something that contributed to both the dark side and the good side of The Crocus. Each one of the workers could either cook, clean, or do other work around the hotel or the restaurant.

On this cold rainy afternoon work was slow. With the chilling harsh weather they were lucky to get even a traveler hoping to stay the night in the hotel. The two owners sat in expensive leather chairs staring at out at the streets. "If this weather doesn't improve soon we can say good bye to that fellow you said would be coming today, what was the bastard's name again?" The eldest brother said, itching his bearded face.

The younger brother gave a tired worn out sigh. "Not even rain will keep him away. You've met his sister, the one woman you never could have, and he's came here plenty times before. How can you not remember?" He asked and smiled softly. The eldest brother smirked and a dreamy look came in his eyes.

"Elizaveta, I didn't even know she had a brother."

"Not by blood. She married one of his brothers, a duke of some sort, Roderich I believe his name was. The fellow coming in is the youngest, Ludwig. Both he and his brother Gilbert are regulars; they help break in the tougher whores," He said and stood from his chair. His brother looked at him sighing lazily.

"Is he coming to help with that brat you hired?"

"Of course, and the best part is, Ludwig is willing to pay good coin for this boy. It's a win-win for the both of us," He said heading for the stairs. He took a few steps up them before turning to his so called brother with a smile. "We have time before he arrives, why don't you come to bed."

"Each time you tempt me like that it makes it harder to keep up this shitty brother act. Go on without me, I'll be there shortly," He said standing from his chair and giving one last look out the window. The rain was coming down thicker and harder than before. But despite the thickness of the icy rain there was a tall figure with wide set shoulders heading straight for the door.

The man came inside, slipping off his massive coat and handing it to one of the workers standing nearby. The man looked at him with cold eyes and an air of sadness around him. He used to be a regular until he fell in love and got married. News in these parts traveled fast and they said that his wife had left him in the middle of the night with a former lover.

"Sadiq, it's been too long," He said smiling sweetly. Sadiq nodded his head and waved his hand over at the chairs. The tall man sat and formally crossed his legs as he waited for one of the workers to bring him a drink. "Listen my friend, we both know what I'm here for. So let's skip all the formalities and get down to the real dirt. Rumor has it that your little place has taken on a few new members, virgins to be exact; I wish to see them."

"Of course, Ivan, but I'm afraid one of them is already spoken for, but I can show the few others we have. I think one of them will be the most suited for your taste," Sadiq said and ordered one of his workers to line up the whores; the few virgin ones they had left.

They lined up, just four of them, three girls, and a boy. The first girl was a tiny thing with short blond hair and big round eyes. Ivan walked past her as if she were just air in the room. The second girl was also a tiny thing with smooth tan skin and long dark hair. The last girl began to get nervous that she would be picked by such a scary looking man.

All the ladies were skipped and they gave sighs of relief. Their heads then turned to the boy at the end of the line. They looked at him sadly but they were thankful it was him and not them. "What's your name?" Ivan asked and the boy looked up at him. His eyes were a deep blue; they looked as if they could be purple.

"Matthew," He said, trying to keep his voice from shaking. Ivan gave a nod toward Sadiq and the two men walked to the office to talk about price. The girls left and wished Matthew luck, but their words were empty and they quickly darted upstairs.

Sadiq sat behind a desk and Ivan stood in front of him. "If you like, we can set up a meeting to see if he's to your liking. You can look all you want, you just can't touch. After that we can make a final decision. How does that sound?"

"I like the sound of that very much. Can we set this up now, I'm afraid I won't have time any other day this week. I promised my sister I would be the best man in her wedding."

"Of course Ivan, you are an important client after all. Have Matthew show you to his room, if the room isn't to your liking just have one of the servants find me or my brother," Sadiq said and stood from his chair. He walked Ivan out into the lobby and placed his hand on Matthew's shoulder. "Try not to mess this up kid," He warned.

By now his younger brother had returned downstairs, clearly angry that Sadiq hadn't come to bed. He then saw Matthew and Ivan walking up the stairs. "Sadiq! What's going on?" He snapped. Sadiq smiled at him and cupped his cheek in his hand.

"Relax Heracles. It's just a meeting between the two. I'm ready to go to bed if you are."

"No forget it! Ludwig will be here soon and with money like that coming in to lend a helping hand I would rather not keep him waiting!" He said and walked past him. Sadiq rolled his eyes and returned to sitting in the chair by the window. Heracles paced in front of the door and looked over at the time with a huff. "He should be here by now!" He said.

Sadiq smirked and stood, taking Heracles by his waist and pulled him close. Heracles glared at him but didn't fight against being held so closely. Sadiq then kissed him, his hands moving to give the other's ass a tight squeeze. The door opened and Ludwig cleared his throat. Heracles pushed the other man away and stared at Ludwig with wide eyes.

"I'm sorry to interrupt the two of you, but I do believe you knew I was coming. Now, if your little love fest is over with, can we get down to work? I have a lot of things to do today," Ludwig said removing his coat and hat. One of the servants took them from him and darted off.

"Of c-course, I do apologize."

"Don't bother, I always had a feeling the two of you weren't brothers. Now, will you please just take me to see this new worker you're having so much trouble with?" Ludwig demanded and Heracles nodded and started to lead the way. Sadiq sighed and followed at his side.

Heracles stopped outside the door and turned to Ludwig. "Just a warning, he has a short fuse. Try not to mention his brother," Heracles warned.

"You told me all this in your letter and I told you that I can handle myself," Ludwig said and Heracles opened the door. Right as he did a lamp came flying pass them. They dodged and stared inside. An Italian stood rather unhappy, out of breath from screaming cuss word and insults. Ludwig gave a dry laugh, "It's been a long time, hasn't it Lovino?"

"Fuck you!" Lovino yelled and looked around for something else to throw.

"You two know each other?" Sadiq asked, staring at the German with curiosity. Ludwig smirked softly.

"I guess you can say that, and if you think I'm going to change my mind just because I know him, you're wrong. That's exactly why I want him," He told them and they didn't question him further. Lovino yelled at them in Italian before Ludwig walked into the room, closing the door behind him.

Hello everyone so this is the fic that won the poll. I hope it's to your liking.

A few things you might want to know about this fic is I picked the owners of it at random .So that's why of all the people it could have been its Turkey and Greece. I have no clue why I made them secret lovers. But the name of the brothel is actually a type of Greek flower.

As for the girls that where shown, they can be whoever you want, Lichtenstein and Seychelles if you want them to be, not like it matters.

Also in this fic Austria, Prussia, and Germany are all brothers. Normally I make Austria their cousin but not this time. Also I have a new poll up, it's not related to this fic but I would like it a lot if everyone could vote.

Thank you for reading

* Edited 1/16/2012 by Mrsgaarayaoilover1995