APH Fic Reunion chapter 4
Title: Reunion
Author/Artist: Me!
Character(s) or Pairing(s): Germanic!Family, FemGermany, France, FrancexFemGermany
Rating: T
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Louise is finally bringing her boyfriend Francis to her home to meet her family. Her entire family. Her entire insane overly protective family.
Francis sighed in slight pleasure as he and Louise sat on a bench. He looked around the park where children ran this way and that.
“My brother, sister, and I always loved to play here.” Louise said curling up next to him. She placed her head on his shoulder.
Francis took her hand in his and entwined their fingers together. “Will we be going anywhere else today?”
Louise threw him an amused look. “Tired already?”
Francis gave her a small smile. “Darling we have been walking around Germany since about nine o’clock and it is now.” he checked his wristwatch. “Four o’clock.”
Louise giggled. “Alright I see your point. Are you hungry? I know a very nice restaurant just a few blocks away. If it’s still there.”
Together they walked hand-in-hand down the street slowly simply admiring the scenery.
“Well hello there Louise.” a somewhat smug voice suddenly said.
Francis felt Louise freeze beside him and her hand clench at his hand before they both turned towards the voice. A man stood there with brown red hair and brown eyes. A curl of his hair stood out and floated in the air.
“Hello Feliciano.” Louise said curtly.
Feliciano stepped forward and ignoring Francis entirely, he took Louise’s free hand in his and pressed a kiss to the back of it. Louise wrenched her hand out of his grip.
“You haven’t changed a bit Feliciano.” she said.
Feliciano smiled slightly before his eyes turned to where Francis stood.
“And who is this?” he asked.
“Francis Bonnefoy.” Francis replied.
“My boyfriend.” Louise added.
It almost looked like Feliciano’s eyes darkened. He smiled then although it didn’t quite reach his eyes.
“Well then.” Feliciano said clasping his hands behind his back. “You are a very lucky man Francis. Excuse me but I need to go.”
Without waiting for an answer Feliciano took off.
“An old friend?” Francis asked glancing back at his retreating back.
“More like an old fiancé.” Louise answered.
Francis froze. “What?”
Louise didn’t meet his gaze. “Feliciano and I were engaged. We broke up two months before I moved to France.”
“Why did you break up?”
Louise did meet his gaze then and she smiled sadly. “Catching the groom to be in bed with the maid of honor does tend to put a bad strain with the bride and the groom.”
Seeing Francis face she said “I’ll tell the entire story over dinner. Come on.” she said, pulling him towards the restaurant.
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Francis waited until they had been seated, looked through the menus, ordered their meals, and had gotten their drinks before he folded his hands on top of the table and looked at her expectantly.
“Well?” he prompted.
Louise sighed as she placed her elbow on the table and her head in the palm of her hand. “I guess the best part is to start in the beginning. Feliciano and i…we were childhood friends. Our fathers knew each other so we knew each other. We grew up together.”
“We were best friends; he was the closest person to me besides my siblings. We told each other everything and always hanged out. Simple childhood things.”
She smiled here. “He was always a target for bullies because he was weak and never fought back. I always had to defend him and stick up for him. That lasted until the end of high school.”
“We started to date at the middle of senior year, for me it was because it was expected of us. I don’t know why he wanted to but he didn’t say no when I asked him out. It felt somewhat natural because we both knew each other and we didn’t have to pretend to be someone else.”
“Unlike myself Feliciano was a flirt, big time. He had dated a lot of girls in high school and was notorious for nearly always having a new girlfriend by the end of the week. I still don’t know if he had remained faithful to me when we were dating.”
“Then when high school ended I didn’t really know what to do. I had the choice of going to college or taking a year off to do some traveling. A few months later Feliciano and I were talking together trying to figure it out. We were sitting on my bed surrounded by books, pamphlets, and broachers. It was there that I looked at him silently for a moment. When he asked me if I was okay I asked him to marry me.”
“Why did you ask him?” Francis asked.
Louise shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe it felt right maybe it was fear. I didn’t want to go alone even if I could take of myself. Maybe I loved him, I don’t know.”
“You don’t even know if you love him?” Francis asked.
Louise nodded. “I know I felt something for him, I just didn’t know what that was. He looked at me surprised for a minute and then said yes.”
Louise sipped from her drink. “We decided to have a short engagement and have the ceremony as fast as possible. Neither one of us liked to show off like our parents wanted to. I went to his house about four months before the wedding to go over some things that we needed when I heard noise upstairs. I went up and saw Feliciano in bed having sex with my best friend and maid of honor Angela. I didn’t even say anything, even though he saw me and tried to cover it up somehow, I just took my things and I left. Called my parents and told me everything. The wedding was off.”
The waiter had come with their dishes. After thanking him they ate in silence for a moment.
“That picture you had on your desk.” Francis asked without looking up from plate.
“It was a moment of temporarily insanity combined with anger.” Louise answered. “It was one of him and me.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you this before.” Louise said. She looked up at him. “I assure you that are the only thing I have ever kept from you.”
Francis was silent for a moment. “Do you remember I once told you I had a girlfriend?”
Louise nodded. “The only other girl you dated besides me. You told me it didn’t work out.”
Francis nodded this time. “I didn’t tell you why however.” He took a sip from his glass. “As you might remember her name was Jeanne. She was this cute little quiet girl. Most of the time she was overlooked by everyone never really getting their attention. However when she wished to she could easily have gotten their attention.”
“We had started to date sometime in our junior year of high school.” Francis continued as he cut into his meat. “Around senior year however she learned something horrible. She had a weak heart since birth and with all the stress she had been going through as well as a surgery that she had kept a secret from me it was tolling on her and causing her heart to start to fail.”
“On the day of our prom I took her to the dance, I knew about her condition so I made sure that she wouldn’t overdo herself. When she couldn’t dance anymore I picked her up and drove her home. On the doorstep we kissed and I left. The next morning I get a phone call from her mother. She had passed away in her sleep that night.”
“Francis.” Louise murmured. She placed her hand on top of his and squeezed it reassuringly.
Francis smiled at her. “I honestly did love her and when she died I didn’t think I would ever be able to love again. Until I met you.”
She smiled back and leaned across the table to kiss him quickly on the lips.
“I think that is enough talk of our pasts.” Francis said. “Time to talk of the present. What exactly should I prepare for with the rest of your family coming here?”
“Well I told you all about them.” Louise said. “The main thing is to not be afraid. My uncles can sense fear and three of them thrive on it.”
“I should expect interrogations?”
“Definitely.”
Francis sighed. “This is going to be a very long reunion isn’t it?”
Louise smiled at him once more. “You are the one that wished to come to it therefore you must have a death wish.”
Author/Artist: Me!
Character(s) or Pairing(s): Germanic!Family, FemGermany, France, FrancexFemGermany
Rating: T
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Louise is finally bringing her boyfriend Francis to her home to meet her family. Her entire family. Her entire insane overly protective family.
Francis sighed in slight pleasure as he and Louise sat on a bench. He looked around the park where children ran this way and that.
“My brother, sister, and I always loved to play here.” Louise said curling up next to him. She placed her head on his shoulder.
Francis took her hand in his and entwined their fingers together. “Will we be going anywhere else today?”
Louise threw him an amused look. “Tired already?”
Francis gave her a small smile. “Darling we have been walking around Germany since about nine o’clock and it is now.” he checked his wristwatch. “Four o’clock.”
Louise giggled. “Alright I see your point. Are you hungry? I know a very nice restaurant just a few blocks away. If it’s still there.”
Together they walked hand-in-hand down the street slowly simply admiring the scenery.
“Well hello there Louise.” a somewhat smug voice suddenly said.
Francis felt Louise freeze beside him and her hand clench at his hand before they both turned towards the voice. A man stood there with brown red hair and brown eyes. A curl of his hair stood out and floated in the air.
“Hello Feliciano.” Louise said curtly.
Feliciano stepped forward and ignoring Francis entirely, he took Louise’s free hand in his and pressed a kiss to the back of it. Louise wrenched her hand out of his grip.
“You haven’t changed a bit Feliciano.” she said.
Feliciano smiled slightly before his eyes turned to where Francis stood.
“And who is this?” he asked.
“Francis Bonnefoy.” Francis replied.
“My boyfriend.” Louise added.
It almost looked like Feliciano’s eyes darkened. He smiled then although it didn’t quite reach his eyes.
“Well then.” Feliciano said clasping his hands behind his back. “You are a very lucky man Francis. Excuse me but I need to go.”
Without waiting for an answer Feliciano took off.
“An old friend?” Francis asked glancing back at his retreating back.
“More like an old fiancé.” Louise answered.
Francis froze. “What?”
Louise didn’t meet his gaze. “Feliciano and I were engaged. We broke up two months before I moved to France.”
“Why did you break up?”
Louise did meet his gaze then and she smiled sadly. “Catching the groom to be in bed with the maid of honor does tend to put a bad strain with the bride and the groom.”
Seeing Francis face she said “I’ll tell the entire story over dinner. Come on.” she said, pulling him towards the restaurant.
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Francis waited until they had been seated, looked through the menus, ordered their meals, and had gotten their drinks before he folded his hands on top of the table and looked at her expectantly.
“Well?” he prompted.
Louise sighed as she placed her elbow on the table and her head in the palm of her hand. “I guess the best part is to start in the beginning. Feliciano and i…we were childhood friends. Our fathers knew each other so we knew each other. We grew up together.”
“We were best friends; he was the closest person to me besides my siblings. We told each other everything and always hanged out. Simple childhood things.”
She smiled here. “He was always a target for bullies because he was weak and never fought back. I always had to defend him and stick up for him. That lasted until the end of high school.”
“We started to date at the middle of senior year, for me it was because it was expected of us. I don’t know why he wanted to but he didn’t say no when I asked him out. It felt somewhat natural because we both knew each other and we didn’t have to pretend to be someone else.”
“Unlike myself Feliciano was a flirt, big time. He had dated a lot of girls in high school and was notorious for nearly always having a new girlfriend by the end of the week. I still don’t know if he had remained faithful to me when we were dating.”
“Then when high school ended I didn’t really know what to do. I had the choice of going to college or taking a year off to do some traveling. A few months later Feliciano and I were talking together trying to figure it out. We were sitting on my bed surrounded by books, pamphlets, and broachers. It was there that I looked at him silently for a moment. When he asked me if I was okay I asked him to marry me.”
“Why did you ask him?” Francis asked.
Louise shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe it felt right maybe it was fear. I didn’t want to go alone even if I could take of myself. Maybe I loved him, I don’t know.”
“You don’t even know if you love him?” Francis asked.
Louise nodded. “I know I felt something for him, I just didn’t know what that was. He looked at me surprised for a minute and then said yes.”
Louise sipped from her drink. “We decided to have a short engagement and have the ceremony as fast as possible. Neither one of us liked to show off like our parents wanted to. I went to his house about four months before the wedding to go over some things that we needed when I heard noise upstairs. I went up and saw Feliciano in bed having sex with my best friend and maid of honor Angela. I didn’t even say anything, even though he saw me and tried to cover it up somehow, I just took my things and I left. Called my parents and told me everything. The wedding was off.”
The waiter had come with their dishes. After thanking him they ate in silence for a moment.
“That picture you had on your desk.” Francis asked without looking up from plate.
“It was a moment of temporarily insanity combined with anger.” Louise answered. “It was one of him and me.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you this before.” Louise said. She looked up at him. “I assure you that are the only thing I have ever kept from you.”
Francis was silent for a moment. “Do you remember I once told you I had a girlfriend?”
Louise nodded. “The only other girl you dated besides me. You told me it didn’t work out.”
Francis nodded this time. “I didn’t tell you why however.” He took a sip from his glass. “As you might remember her name was Jeanne. She was this cute little quiet girl. Most of the time she was overlooked by everyone never really getting their attention. However when she wished to she could easily have gotten their attention.”
“We had started to date sometime in our junior year of high school.” Francis continued as he cut into his meat. “Around senior year however she learned something horrible. She had a weak heart since birth and with all the stress she had been going through as well as a surgery that she had kept a secret from me it was tolling on her and causing her heart to start to fail.”
“On the day of our prom I took her to the dance, I knew about her condition so I made sure that she wouldn’t overdo herself. When she couldn’t dance anymore I picked her up and drove her home. On the doorstep we kissed and I left. The next morning I get a phone call from her mother. She had passed away in her sleep that night.”
“Francis.” Louise murmured. She placed her hand on top of his and squeezed it reassuringly.
Francis smiled at her. “I honestly did love her and when she died I didn’t think I would ever be able to love again. Until I met you.”
She smiled back and leaned across the table to kiss him quickly on the lips.
“I think that is enough talk of our pasts.” Francis said. “Time to talk of the present. What exactly should I prepare for with the rest of your family coming here?”
“Well I told you all about them.” Louise said. “The main thing is to not be afraid. My uncles can sense fear and three of them thrive on it.”
“I should expect interrogations?”
“Definitely.”
Francis sighed. “This is going to be a very long reunion isn’t it?”
Louise smiled at him once more. “You are the one that wished to come to it therefore you must have a death wish.”