A Face that launched a thousand ships

Part 6

part 6

"Come on, Arthur! Tell me what you said!" she pleaded him with huge puppy eyes. "I can't, it's a secret." He calmly said, looking into the horizon with a slight smile. His hands were stretched behind him, supporting his sitting position. She plopped her hands in front of her, "No fair!"

"Ah~ Mon Cherie, what a coincidence to see you here!" a voice very familiar to the gentleman spoke behind them. "It's nice to see you again, Arthur." This time, a female voice spoke out. Arthur, hearing the familiar voices, immediately stood up and covered the girl he was with from the view of the new arrivals. "I never expected to see you here, what might you be doing in my country?" Arthur asked with a spark of displease in his jade orbs.

"Ohonhonhon~ calm down, mon Cherie. I just saw you with a girl when we were passing by. I just wanted to greet you!" the man opposite to Arthur spoke. He had long, wavy blonde hair matched with a pair of navy blue eyes. The man held a rose in his hand and wore a purple tailcoat. "Yes, hello Arthur." The girl beside the blonde man spoke. She had a tanned skin almost similar to that of Maria's only darker. Her brown hair was tied up into two pigtails; she wore a blue dress which complemented her brown eyes.

"Who are they, Arthur?" the girl behind Arthur finally spoke up—still sitting behind Arthur. As soon as the other blonde man heard the girl's voice, he laughed like a perverted, "Won't you introduce us to the belle fille behind you?" Arthur clicked his tongue and his brows met at the middle. Maria stood up and tapped Arthur's shoulder making him a little relaxed. "Arthur, what's wrong?" she asked.

Arthur turned his head around to look at the girl then back to the two unwanted guests. He stepped beside and held Maria's hand. "Shellie, this is Maria, Maria—Shellie." The brunette curtsied while Maria smiled in return. Arthur sighed and faced the other blonde man who had a perverted look on his face, "Bloody frog, Maria. Maria, bloody frog." He introduced rudely, holding the girl's hand tightly. "Arthur, that's not nice." She pouted cutely, tugging the man's hand a bit. In a flash, the bloody frog made his way in front of Maria, "Vous êtes la plus belle fille que j'ai jamais vu." He reached out for her hand and kissed it. The girl's head tilted in confusion, "Excuse me?"

"I said, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen." He winked at her as he repeated his sentence. Maria became flustered and turned a beet red. Arthur snapped, pulling the girl's hand away from the other blonde's. "Aww... don't be such a kill joy Artie." The blonde man whined. Arthur scowled and crossed his arms in front of him, "Shut up you bloody frog! Don't touch Maria!" Maria patted the man's shoulder, "It's alright, Arthur. No need to be super protective of me." She smiled, "Hello, I'm Maria, and you are?"

"Francis Bonnefoy, ma belle fille." He replied with a wink. Maria giggled, "It's nice to meet you, Mr. Bonnefoy." Francis chuckled, "No need to be formal, just call me Francis."

"So, what brought you here, Shellie..." his jade orbs stared in despise directly at the other man's navy blue eyes, "... and frog?" Shellie laughed with a sweat drop. "Mon Cherie, who was that Maria anyway? Is she an acquaintance?" Francis asked playing with his glass of wine. "None of your bloody business you bloody frog."Arthur replied coldly, crossing his arms and legs as he sat on his couch. "But I'm interested in her!" Francis countered, turning his head from left to right. "Don't you dare make a move on her!" Arthur roared, echoing all throughout the room. "Well, if you're not going to tell me who she really is, then I'll really make a move on her." The blonde threatened drinking from his wine.

Arthur clicked his tongue, "Fine. She's my first love." He blushed and turned bright red as he said this. The blonde man with longer hair widened his eyes as he heard the royal man say this. "So the girl's his weakness." He thought, nodding to himself. He grinned evilly which vanished in a split second, "Oh my, how come I just learned of this now?" Arthur scowled and walked across the room to the window, "None of your bloody business you frog."

Francis smirked, "Now I know." He said in a pleased tone. "I'm sorry, what?" Arthur turned around, unable to hear the other blonde's murmurs. "N-Nothing." Francis shook his head and waved his hands in front of him in a denying manner. Arthur pouted then turned his head back to the window. "Well, Mon Cherie, I must go now. We will talk again later." Francis stood up and headed for the door out of the room. Arthur waved his hand dismissively still staring out the window.

"Found it." Francis grinned evilly.

The door opened slowly making a creaking sound. A blonde man peeked inside the room—it was Francis. The girl inside the room turned her head around to see who it was who opened her door. "Oh! Francis, how may I help you?" she asked with a smile as she approached the man slowly. Francis returned the smile and took her right hand, "Ma Cherie, I am here to talk to you, May I?" His blue orbs met with her hazel ones. The girl nodded and led him to a miniature living room in her room which was provided by none other than Arthur. Francis took a seat across the girl, resting his arms on the chair's arms. "What would you like to talk about?" the girl asked, taking a seat. "Maria, what do you think of Arthur?" the blonde man asked straight to the point.

The girl blushed as the blonde's words processed in her mind. "W-What's with the sudden question?" she said—flustered. "Oh my, that is adorable." The blonde thought as he saw the girl getting all worked up with such a simple question. He laughed as he saw the girl turning an even deeper red. Maria's eyes widened in embarrassment at the sudden realization, she tried her best to be still and prevent herself from flustering. "H-He's... a good friend of mine." she answered, struggling to speak normally. "You don't think of him as anything more than a friend?" he asked.

"W-Well... I... He... He was my first love." Her face heated up at the declaration. Francis' eyes widened in surprise, "Are you serious?" he asked. The girl nodded and looked away in attempt to hide her red face. "This is going to be hard." Francis sighed inwardly.

"I need them to hate each other so much, but how? This is hard. "