GerUk/GerEng Collection

If Music be the Food of Love

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the songs used in this fic. "I Can't Help Falling in Love" is by Elvis Presley, "99 Luftenballons/Red Balloons" is by Nena, and "One Song" is from Disney's Snow White.

     A sweet voice drifted down the music hall as it did every Wednesday. Considering it was around 5:00, very few people were there to hear such music, making Ludwig feel even luckier. After staying late one day after class, Ludwig had discovered this secret voice and started staying late every Wednesday to hear this private show.

     So there the tall, blond man sat, leaning against the door of the practice room, becoming wrapped up in songs spilling out. Sure they were mainly older rock songs from the 70s, 80s, and 90s, but Ludwig found himself enjoying the music, finding new favorite songs among the musician's playlist.

     "You and I in a little toy shop

     Buy a bag of balloons with the money we got

     Set them free at the break of dawn

     Till one by one, they were gone

     Back at base

     Bugs in the software

     Flash the message

     Something's out there

     Floating in the summer sky

     Ninety-nine red balloons go by."

     Though the lyrics were foreign, Ludwig knew exactly the song that was being performed. As the next part began, Ludwig began to sing softly along with the original German lyrics:

     "Neunundneunzig Luftballons

     Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont

     Hielt man für Ufos aus dem All

     Darum schickte ein General

     'Ne Fliegerstaffel hinterher

     Alarm zu geben, wenn's so wär'

     Dabei war'n dort am Horizont

     Nur neunundneunzig Luftballons."

     With every lyric, Ludwig's voice grew as he became lost in the whole moment. He didn't even notice when another person joined him in the "audience" or when the song ended and thumping came from the studio.

     "What the bloody hell are you two doing here?" came an annoyed British accent. This finally snapped Ludwig out of his trace as he came face to face with fiery green eyes. "A-Arthur?" The shaggy blond only glared even more at him. Arthur was in Ludwig's history class, though they rarely spoke due to Arthur's distant and often harsh nature.

     "Answer the question."

      "I-I...ah..."

     "Luddie here has been coming to listen to you every Wednesday," a cheery voice sounded. Ludwig tore away from Arthur's gaze to find his best friend Feliciano sitting across from him with a teasing smirk. As his friend gave away his secret, Ludwig felt his cheeks go warm. He could feel Arthur's eyes searing into him.

     "Please don't kill him," Felicano whined, rising to his feet, "he loves your voice so much. Heck, he's looked into songs he's heard you sing and is now on his main playlist. Plus you sound amazing together!" Having said his piece, the bubbly Italian turned on his heel and headed out of school, leaving Arthur and Ludwig alone