How to Love (Arthur x Reader) 2

Chapter 2

The next day

"Whoa now Arthur, ch-chillax, you're creeping me out." The American cried at the messy blond haired male who wouldn't let go of his grip on his jacket. "Don't you tell me to 'chillax' Alfred! Why didn't you tell me she doesn't know anything about doing it?! Because of you I made a fool of myself!" He shouted shaking the poor man as if he was shaking a pair of maracas. "It would have been more amusing that way mon ami~" A French man with long hair stated with a smile. "Shut it frog-face! Wait…" He paused having a thought come over his mind. "YOU SET THIS UP DIDN'T YOU!?" He pointed accusingly at one of the owner of the bar. "Ugh! I should have known!" He complained releasing a rather dizzy Alfred.

"And besides, you should be showing us how you can hook up innocent little frau."

"Si~ It will be very entertaining~"

The Brit looked at the trio with a death glare. "I. Will. Kill. You." He threatened as the back door was opened in a rather rapid motion. "Good morning everyone!" _______________ greeted stopping when she identified the people in the room. "Am I… Not supposed to be here or something…?" She asked silently as the five looked at each other then to her.

"Non, non, mon cher~ We were just discussing something." Francis lied wrapping an arm around the girl's shoulders. "Ja frau. You see, we wanted to know how your little adventure with Arthur went." The (h/c) haired girl giggled. "It was awkward. Oh, mind if I ask you guys something?" All of their ears became wide open at her statement. "You see, Arthur asked me something I don't know about last night."

At the words, the trio huddled around her. "What was it _______________?" The brown-haired Spaniard asked interested to know. "It was about the top, bottom or both. That was the thing that kept me up last night. I didn't get what he meant." In cue, all three men glanced over to the blond man who was sitting on a chair covering his face with his right hand. "You are too innocent to know such things frau. But don't worry, the awesome me will tell you what it is when you're ready." _______________ blinked at the statement before nodding. "You better go to the practice room now mon cher. Roderich has been waiting for you for 20 minutes already."

When they cleared sight of her, they all gathered in front of the British man who looked intimidated by their glares. "Je ne peux pas croire que tu posé une telle question à notre innocente _______________!" The French complained in his own language making Arthur look at him confused. "Si! _______________ no sabe nada de esas cosas!" Antonio wrapped his arms in front of his chest. "Wir können die berüchtigte BTT sein, aber wenigstens haben wir nicht fragen, diese Dinge zu den Damen in der Öffentlichkeit." The albino Prussian claimed.

"I have no idea what you are talking about." Arthur answered to all three of them. "Look Arthur. _______________ is different from those women you have slept with. Even we are scared to deflower such innocence." Francis confessed as the sound of the piano being played was heard and an angelic voice began to sing from another room.

Now what if I never kiss your lips again
or feel the touch of your sweet embrace.
How would I ever go on?
Without you there's no place to belong

Well someday love is going to lead you back to me
but till it does I'll have an empty heart
So I'll just have to believe
somewhere out there you're thinking of me

As if in a trance, Arthur stood up from his chair and followed the captivating voice, the trio silently following behind him. They all stopped when they saw a figure standing in front of a grand piano. Roderich got their movement and looked at them with a look that said 'What are you doing here?' Gilbert simply motioned him to keep quiet as the pianist rolled his eyes.

Until the day I let you go,
Until we say our next hello
It's not goodbye, till I see you again
I'll be right here remembering when

And if time is on our side
there will be no tears to cry on down the road
there is one thing I can't deny
It's not goodbye

The blond British man took out his iPhone and started recording _______________'s practice. "Hey blondie, make sure you won't reproduce that or we'll sue you." The Prussian threatened holding his own phone to capture his own video of their star. "'Reproduce'? Ha, why should I let more people see her? Like I said last night, I will make her mine." The (h/c) haired girl sensed their presence and stopped singing to confirm her thoughts.

Roderich glared at the quartet who were at the door and stood up from his chair. "I thought we had a deal that there would be no disturbance while we are having a practice." The Austrian complained before closing the door shut in front of the four.

"BLOODY GIT!!!" Arthur shouted from the other side of the door while holding his nose. Apparently, the brown-haired pianist didn't bother to see it they'd get injured or not. As he got up, the Brit stopped the recording of his camera and placed it in his pocket. "I'm going to work now." He mumbled while fixing his hair. "Aren't you going to be a little late mi amigo?" Antonio asked helping Francis up. "It doesn't matter. I have my whole morning free so I thought I'd stop by."

~*~*~*~*~*~Le Time Skip with Nyan Cat~*~*~*~*~*~

"Oh mon cher~" A knock came from outside _______________'s dressing room with Francis suddenly barging in. The singer was startled at the sound but smiled at him nonetheless. "Is there something you need Francis?" She asked nervously seeing the look the Frenchman had on his face. "Oui~ We want you to wear this for tonight." He pulled out another version of the dress he showed yesterday to her. It was a lot better though. The skirt was longer and it finally had sleeves on. "I apologize for the other one yesterday. That was supposed to be for another singer and I had the both of you switched."

_______________ gave out a small giggle. "It's alright." She stated, taking the dress and placing it to a table. "Um… Francis…" The blond man looked at her with a smile. "Is… Arthur coming?" She asked shyly lowering her head. A hand suddenly landed on her (h/c) locks and slightly shuffled it. "Are you interested in him _______________?" The girl gave a small laugh and shook her head. "I just find him a bit… scary…" She sighed and leaned on the table. "It's kind of rude for me to be talking about him like this but… I don't know…" Francis patted the girl's shoulder.

"Don't think about it too much. He's really nice once you get to know him. Though… Being a little too close might ask for a payment." She eyed him with a confused expression but he made her shrug it off with a smile. "Get changed now. You're on in 30 minutes." And finally he walked out of the room, closing it. _______________ gulped and looked at her reflection in the mirror. "Okay _______________... Keep calm and trust on what Francis just said."

~*~*~*~*~*~

_______________ did her usual routine of singing an opening song and receiving the flowers from the men. She looked up from where she stood to find Arthur sitting there looking tired along with Kiku and Alfred again. "Excuse me gentlemen." She stated trying to get down the stage and away from the crowd. A hand was suddenly offered to her by one of the musicians to assist her out of the situation she was in. "Thanks Emil." She said and made her way to the counter in time for Elizabeta, another singer in the bar, to arrive.

"Looks like you had a busy crowd for today." The sandy blond male commented as _______________ sat down beside him with, taking a deep breath. "Yeah. Luckily Emil helped me get down." Kiku placed a cup of warm tea in front of her with a smile. "Here. This will help you relax your throat." He stated. "Thanks Kiku." Her (e/c) eyes glanced over to where Arthur sat. He seemed to be covering his nose. "Arthur… Is everything alright?" She asked as the addressed looked at her and blushed. "Y-Yes. Everything's going quite smooth."

Alfred laughed at the Brit's reply. "Don't trust him _______________. He actually got his nose hit by the door earlier when Roderich closed it." Arthur glared at the man who sat between him and her. "Shut the hell up Alfred." He mumbled looking away. "I'm really sorry about that. I probably shouldn't have stopped singing back then." _______________ lowered the cup that she was holding and looked at the flushing red male.

"You don't have to apologize… Kiku give me some vodka!" He ordered as the Japanese bartender looked at him surprised. "But Arthur-san, you know you have small alcohol consumption. I-If you get drunk too much who will accompany you home." Arthur's left arm wrapped itself around Alfred's neck and pulled him close. "This one. This idiot will bring me home when I get drunk, right Alfred?"

"Sorry dude but I have to take _______________ home once my turn ends." Alfred excused pushing himself away from the man's hold. "I really don't mind having Arthur along with the ride. I'm sure he's really like the gentleman he is when he's drunk." _______________ innocently said as the American and Japanese looked at each other then smirked. "Alright, one bottle of vodka coming up."

~*~*~*~*~*~Le time skip with Mr. Puffin~*~*~*~*~*~

"Damn bosses… Damn paper works… Damn Natalya and Iryna… Leaving without a goodbye for me…" _______________ glanced over to the drunken British beside her whose head was on the table. "Is he alright?" She asked seeing an amused smile on Kiku. "Hai, it's really normal." He replied as the drunk one stood up. "You don't have the bloody right to say that it's really normal! You don't even know who I am! I'm Arthur Kirkland from the United-bloody-kingdom and I could hold my liquor better than anyone of you any day!"

Arthur glanced over the feeble figure who sat one seat apart from him. "Hey you." _______________ looked at him and flinched. "Why aren't you sitting next to me?"

"Oh, well, you see… Alfred was sitt--!"

"Alfred. It's always Alfred, Alfred, Alfred!" He cried like a little kid. "Why is it that no one ever appreciates me?! People practically say that those with British accents are damn sexy but they always go with Alfred a lot more than me! Emily, Francoise, Anya, Anneliese, they all slept with me but hang out a lot more with that bloody American!" _______________ face turned red at his last clear statement. Finally, Alfred finished performing and rushed over to the three. "Sorry about that! Whoa, he's really drunk." He mumbled seeing the state Arthur was in. "Come on now big guy, we're bringing you home."

Kiku hopped over the counter to help Alfred place Arthur properly beside him. "_______________, are you okay with having this guy in the same car with you?" The girl broke from her day dream and stood up with her bag. "Y-Yeah… I guess…" She replied waving goodbye to the dark-haired Japanese man and walked up beside Alfred, opposite to where Arthur was.

~*~*~*~*~*~

"Alfred…" Arthur whined at the back seat as the American sighed and continued to look at the road. "What is it dude?" The sound of shuffling was heard then the drunken Brit wrapped his arms around him and poked his cheeks. "Why is it that all the women I slept with like you more than me?" _______________ blushed hearing the topic her two male companions were going to be talking about. "Arthur, you chose a really bad topic right now…" Alfred excused glancing over _______________ who was looking away to hide her blush.

Arthur pouted and turned to where _______________ was. "Are you going to sleep with this bloody git tonight?" He asked as the (h/c) singer blushed deep red and shook her head as a response. "Well if you are let me tell you that it's going to be so rough and hard that you'll be feeling pain all over your bo—..."

The car came to an abrupt stop causing the blond to fall forward and hit his head on the gear and knock himself unconscious. "Sorry about that Arthur, it was necessary." Alfred stated placing him back to the seat behind them in a sleeping position. "_______________, are you still here?" He asked looking to his seatmate who lowered her head to hide the deep flush that was covering her face. "Y-Yeah… I just found the conversation earlier awkward… I don't know how to react…" She mumbled as a reply.

"Don't worry, by tomorrow he'll be back to normal and just pretend that this conversation never happened." He assured giving her a pat on the shoulder. "Just don't remind about this or he'll hide away for a week without anyone finding him." _______________ simply gave a nod as the car started again heading to her apartment.

She looked over to her window to see a reflection of the peacefully sleeping British. He looked so innocent like that… but a voice at the back of her head warned her about him… About the part of him that was perverted and the other parts that she still doesn't know. Moreover…

Why is she starting to get so attracted to him?

No… She mentally shook her head and the thought off. I have to keep my guard up… "We're here _______________." Alfred announced, stopping in front of an apartment. "Thanks Al. As always." She said getting out of the car. "Anything for you babe." He replied winking at her. _______________ simply gave out a slight giggle before waving at him and enter the building.