AU: Wilhelm Searches For A Mate

Wilhelm sat in a chair, sipping wine and observing. He smiled, as he saw the people mingling together. It was going well, he thought. Very well.

There was one man who caught his attention. He was very beautiful. Tall, long silver hair. Impossibly graceful.

He stood up, walking over to him.

"I don't think we've formally met..."

"But I've heard of you," he said bluntly, flipping his hair over his shoulder. Though he had been standoffishly leaning against a wall, he wasn't the least bit flustered by the new conversation.

"You're the one throwing this party, right? Your reputation precedes you. My father speaks of you a lot." He ran a finger along the rim of his wine glass, which was still full.

"You should drink," he replied, motioning to the glass. "It's delicious."

Wilhelm ran his hand through his hair, slicking it back into his braid.

"I don't enjoy drinking," he answered with a shrug. "I prefer tea to wine, but failed to find any."

"My apologies," he stated, bowing ever so slightly. "I'll have my servants make you a cup."

"No need," he said, glancing at the other occupants of the room. "I take it you don't know who I am, right? I doubt my father speaks of me half as much as he speaks of you."

"I must apologize, I don't know much about you," he admitted. "Forgive my ignorance."

"...My name is Eadric St.Lovitt. You'll forgive me if I don't remember your name quite yet, as I haven't had a face to connect it to."

"It's no problem, Herr St. Lovitt," he said, smiling. "You may call me Wilhelm."

"You can call me Eadric," he replied, taking a minute sip of wine. "Tell me, why is the host of the part chatting with some young stranger leaning against a wall?"

"Well, to be blunt, I find you interesting," he replied, smiling at him. "And a bit attractive...if you don't mind the compliment."

Eadric glanced around, and took another sip of wine; he needed it.

"...You're aware my father is at this party," he said quietly, barely moving his lips. "If you wish to speak of such matters, it would be better to do so in private."

He flashed a full smile, showing his very white teeth.

"As you wish," he replied, highly amused. "Perhaps we should meet in private at a later date."

"Name the time and place," he said, shrugging. "I have schooling during the day but I'm free on weekends and evenings."

"Tomorrow night, then. Whenever you finish with your schooling." Wilhelm replied, smiling at him. "Does that work for you?"

"If you're not as boring as my father would have me think, why not?" He said, taking another sip of the wine and grimacing.

"Alcohol is truly not my cup of tea, I apologize."

"Do not worry. Alcohol is good only in diluted amounts." He shrugged slightly, taking a step back. "I'll be seeing you tomorrow, then."

-x-

Eadric waited outside the five-star hotel they had agreed on as a meeting place, tapping his foot impatiently. He had arrived early, as always, yet he already found his impatience getting the better of him--was he really that eager to meet with the weird man from the party?

With his stupid suit and his airs he seemed very much like a sugar-daddy character, someone looking for a young man to toy with. Eadric couldn't say whether or not he liked the idea, but he resolved to keep his guard up anyway.

Wilhelm was late because he had actually forgotten he had set up a date. Or at least, that was his excuse. He wiped the sweat from his brow as he swung a towel around his neck. Wlhelm had just gotten finished playing tennis against one of his loyal servants.

He opened the door, greeting Eadric with a smile.

"Forgive my lateness, I forgot that we had a date."

"How rude of you," he said, toying with a strand of his hair. "Dinner had better make up for it, yes?"

"Of course," he replied, highly amused. He showed Eadric to the dining room.

"Sit, and I'll return once I'm fully dressed."

"Nice to know I was expected," he said pointedly. A lot of his hostility was fake, but he was eager to poke holes in everything Wilhelm did--after all, his dad wouldn't shut up about the man. What was so great about him? He seemed like a faggot, and a ditz to boot.

"I'll be sure to thoroughly make up for my grave mistake," he insisted, as he disappeared upstairs. Minutes later, which was hardly sufficient time to change, Wilhelm returned, seating himself across from Eadric. His hair was wet still, and he slicked it back, tying it into a ponytail.

"Now, what would you like for dinner? I can have my chefs prepare anything."

"When we discussed this meeting, you made it sound as though you had something other than dinner in mind," he said, tapping the table with his fingertips.

"...I'll have curry."

"Only if you have something more than dinner in mind," he replied with a smile. He beckoned to his servant, speaking in German briefly. "Dinner will be prepared shortly."