FrAus

"No, I wouldn't! But you could at least told me the damn truth--" Roderich was cut off by a familiar voice speak up between him and his best friend's bickering. "Francis, god damnit!--" he cursed, taken aback. Where the hell did he come from?! He blushes a bright red, feeling quite embarrassed. "Don't scare me like that, you fool! You could have gave me a heart attack!"

"Oh dear, wouldn't want that to happen-- but stay outside please, I'll have someone come out and let you in soon," Francis quickly stated, before poking his head back inside.

"What?! Why do I have to--" Roderich watch as Francis closed the door in his face and groaned. "What is that idiot up to?" He muttered. The aristocrat sighed and sat down on the cement steps, waiting impatiently.

(DOIN NICE THINGS)

Vash shrugged, then plopped beside Roderich on the step. "Just be patient for once."

"Like I even have a choice not to," Roderich muttered. He sat there and waited, occasionally checking his watch every minute or so. "This better be worth it. I could be at home doing something better than this."

Vash planted his elbows on his knees and rested his head in his hands. He glanced at Roderich as he spoke, merely shifting his eyes. "Quit making everything so dramatic," he huffed, "It will be fine."

"Whatever," he grumbled. Roderich sighed and turned his attention to Vash. "So what were you talking about when you said that you felt lonely?"

"I said to ignore it," Vash snapped, turning his head to Roderich now and giving him a scowl.

"No, I refuse." He argued. "You've been making a whole big deal over me and Francis and I refuse to endure and longer." He narrowed his gaze on Vash determined. "Tell me now, or I'm going home."

"Jesus christ," he growled, "Can't we just save this for another day? The last thing I need is dealing with more drama and if we deal with it today that's all it's going to cause." He huffed, sinking his head back into his hands comfortably. "Jusr focus on what you need to, okay?"

"If I don't ask now, what makes you think that I'll believe you will tell me later?" He presisted. "If I drop the subject now.... You have to promise me you'll tell me later. And you have to swear." Roderich refused to let Vash get away with it so easily.

"I promise then," Vash nodded tiredly. "You just promise me to not think about it today."

"I promise," he said. Roderich got up to his feet and stretched. He gave Vash a genuine smile of honesty. "I won't think about it or pester you about it until the day is over."

Vash didn't stand yet, and instead just remain seated, shifting his legs forward to stretch them out. "Good."

(LET ME INSIDE)

"Hmm," Roderich said, his thoughts trailing off to elsewhere. He huffed and walked over to the door. "How rude of him to make me wait out here," He hissed. Roderich looked around shadily then a malicious grimace shaped upon his lips. "But he can't stop me." He slipped inside the church.

"What are you-" Vash started, observing Roderich and only to be cut off as he slipped himself through the door. "Hey, wait--"

The inside of the church has been neatly decorated, covered with fancy decoration throughout the place, catered to interests between the couple. Francis was standing by the front end of the church, in front of the podium, and had not noticed the door open.

"Wow..." Roderich muttered in pure ah. The church was so beautifully decorated! He had to blink a couple of times just to make sure he wasn't dreaming! Roderich sneaked around silently, looking around the place. He hoped Francis wouldn't notice him, but Roderich wasn't exactly the luckiest of fellows.

(Watch me trip and bust my ass.)

Vash poked his head inside the church door, scanning quickly for Roderich before sneaking in after him. "What the hell, don't you ever listen?" he scolded in a hushed volume.

"I'm just looking around!" Roderich whispered back. He continued to sneak around, still captivated by all the beauty when suddenly he felt his leg get caught in something. He tugged his left leg. "What the hell--" In an instant motion, Roderich tripped and fell face foward onto the hard word floor. He hissed a curse, feeling his pride slip away in humiliation.

Francis jumped at the sudden commotion going on behind his back. He spun around to reveal the two who had snuck in, and before he knew it, found himself standing over the fallen Austrian.  "I thought I said to wait outside?" he questioned, not looking angry, but disappointed.

"Honestly, Francis," Roderich sneered. "Did you really expect me to be patient for so long? Especially with Vash outside with me? You should be at least grateful that we weren't arguing out there and causing trouble." He got up to his feet and dusts himself off, not wanting any help from either of the two men. "You could of at least told me why you wanted me to wait; it's already bad enough that this fool," he made a lazy and annoyed gesture to Vash, "brought me here so early. I could have left and done something productive or maybe even special."

Francis gave a soft smile. "You don't have to do anything," he assured, "I just wanted things to be a surprise; I didn't mean for you to get so stressed." He placed his hands on his partner's shoulders, giving him a small kiss. "There will be plenty of time to make things up- after today."

"I suppose you're right," Roderich admitted, stubbornly. He sighed, deciding it would be best to swallow his pride and just go with the flow of things. He gave Francis and a small smile but was hesitant to kiss him back, considering Vash was right there with them. The last thing Roderich wanted to hear was Vash's complaints and agonizing sound effects like Roderich kissing Francis would make him shrivel up and die. Then again, the Austrian wouldn't be quite surprise if it were true consider how his best friend acted around them. "Well if you're really that busy, I'll just leave and go do something with Vash maybe," he said. "Unless you want to come along with us?"

Francis lifted an eyebrow at Roderich. "We have less than an hour before people start showing up though," he reminded him, "We can't just leave and have people here without us." He laughed, spreading an amused smile across his face.

Roderich groaned in annoyance. This whole wedding was becoming quite tedious. There was nothing him to do and he can't even go and doing something either. But he knew better than to keep all his wonderful guest waiting for too long; that would be rude and inconsiderate. "Well then, what can I do Francis? Because I'm just going to stand here and keep waiting."