Authors note: Hello and welcome to my new fanfic. This is going to be a short multi chapter fic with maybe 3 or 4 chapters. Though I still haven't decided yet. This is an AU and is going to have yaoi and future sexual situations. Also, this story is dedicated to SalaciousCrumb for being an awesome writer. Okay, so enjoy and please don't forget to review and tell me what you think, thanks!
Fingers danced along the piano as a wonderful melody was played. From fast movements to slow, he played until his fingers got tired. He sat at the piano alone in the music room of his home, playing piece after piece with no rest or breaks. That's what it was like every day for the young talented musician named Roderich.
It had been long hours sitting at the piano playing and he was honestly starting to get tired. He wanted so badly to become amazing at the piano that he strived and gave up his life practically just to have his own shows one day. He wanted to be famous; it was always his dream since he was a little boy.
The piano was a beautiful instrument. He was destined to play it ever since he laid eyes on it at the mere age of four years old. He would sit all day and all night teaching himself how to play. He didn't even know how to read music at the time, but he seemed to do well without it. But besides coming up with nice tunes himself, he wanted to learn famous pieces such as Bach and Mozart in the future.
Day by day he would practice to the point where his parents were starting to notice that he had a great talent. So they gave him music lessons which he gladly enjoyed. Eventually he got so good at playing the piano, that on his sixteenth birthday they bought him a brand new one for his own.
And this was the piano he was still using to this day. Now it's been six years since that special day. He still loved his instrument very much. Nothing could tear him away from it. Nothing. Not anything.
Well except for one person…
"Rodyy! What is your lazy ass up to?"
Roderich cringed. Yep there was just one distraction from his music.
And that man was Gilbert Beilschmidt.
He has always distracted him and made him mess up on certain sonata's that he was trying to learn. Ever since he turned ten, that crazy annoying German tried to ruin his life every day. Yet somehow they became good friends despite it all. It still confused the hell out of him until this day.
Yet here he was, in his music room, with his albino best friend bothering him once more.
"I'm not being lazy you Dummkopf! I was practicing my own piece until you rudely waltzed in and destroyed it." Roderich frowned staring at Gilbert with his hands on his hips in annoyance.
"Ah don't act like you didn't need some time off that shit. You've been at it all morning. Let's go get something to eat I'm starving!" Gilbert walked up to him and nudged him hard on the shoulder.
Roderich grunted angrily and gave him a glare. "I need to finish this first. Can you not wait for a couple more hours?"
Gilbert's eyes widened. "Are you seriously crazy?! No wonder you're so damn skinny! Get up lazy, were going out."
It wasn't even an invite; it was kind of like a demand. Like it always was since he never had a say or choice in anything when the man was over.
Roderich sighed as he closed his eyes while rubbing his temples. Not even two minutes that he was in the room with him and he was starting to get a headache. Though he was right about something; he was on the skinny side. Also he was a little bit hungry too…
Roderich sighed. 'Ugh, might as well join the fool.'
He got up slowly from his seat and stretched. It actually felt good to stand after all those long hours of practice. Maybe going out for a little while wouldn't hurt his routine too much.
He started to head out of the music hall and up the stairs to his room to change into something more proper for the outside world.
He removed his coat and white button up shirt along with his dress pants and shoes. While searching through his wardrobe, he picked out some casual clothes which consisted of black dress pants, a white button up shirt and casual shoes.
He went over to the mirror and looked himself over. Then he realized something. He was wearing almost the same damn thing as before.
He sighed but then decided to just let it be as he left his room and made his way downstairs to the monstrosity that was waiting for him.
When he entered the living room he saw Gilbert passed out on the couch. Did he really take that long to get ready? He didn't think so.
He went over to the couch and nudged the sleeping form of Gilbert. The man groaned and opened his tired red eyes looking up into annoyed violet ones.
"Are you ready to go or not?" Roderich frowned.
Gilbert was in the process of adjusting his eyes from his sleep as he looked him over and laughed.
"What is so funny?"
"You're wearing the same thing as before! Did you even get dressed this whole time?!" Gilbert laughed again.
"Shut up yes I did! And I wasn't gone for too long."
"Yea actually you were. Jesus you take forever!" Gilbert got up from the couch and stretched. He turned to his annoyed friend and gave him a big smile. "I'm ready."
"Good, now can we please go? The sooner we get back the more time I have to practice."
"Ja ja, practice practice. You're always damn practicing. Live a little for once eh?" Gilbert brushed him off and walked to the front door as Roderich huffed in annoyance.
"Whatever you're just jealous because I have a life and a future career ahead of me and you don't."
Gilbert turned back around. "Psh, ja sure being a piano guy? Yea that's a real career there." He rolled his eyes.
"Oh really? Are you going to become anything greater than what I have planned?" Roderich raised an eyebrow in questions and smirked.
"Well that's for me to know and you to find out. Now let's go spectacles! I'm hungry." Gilbert turned back around and headed out the door.
'Haha, thought so.' Roderich thought and smiled to himself as he made his way out as well.
The whole time they were out, Gilbert just joked and poked fun at him. He knew it was a bad idea from the beginning to go out with him. All he wanted to do right now was to go home to his beloved music.
When he played the piano, it soothed him. It brought him to a whole other fantasy world of sanctuary and peace.
But that peace was always destroyed once Gilbert let himself into his house. Until this day he had no idea how he does it. His front door had three locks!
Yes, hence the word 'had'. That was until one sunny day when Gilbert fell through the front door smashing it open and breaking the hinges saying he "tripped on a snail" or something?
But anyways, maybe he got in through the window? Ugh, now he had to bolt them all down. But then he would most likely have to clean up broken glass…
"So then I was like, 'Why don't you kiss him? He must taste like pasta since that's all he ever eats!' Kesesesese!"
Roderich rolled his eyes and took a sip of his water trying to ignore him.
Why was he his friend again? He took a moment to really think about it while trying to ignore his rambling about idiotic things.
Oh yea, now he remembered…
Flashback
Roderich was so happy to have received his very own piano for his sixteenth birthday. His parents told him to go to the store and pick up some groceries so that his mother could cook him a nice dinner to celebrate.
He walked the streets almost in a skip and with a bright smile on his face. He was so proud. Soon, oh so very soon he would become a great pianist and play at many concerts.
That was his dream after all. Plus, he was pretty content with his decision on becoming a musician.
As he walked up the street, he saw the market come into view. He lived in a little town called Hallstatt located in Austria. It was such a small peaceful town and very secluded since it was up in the mountains. Nothing ever went wrong in that town. It was also a historical site for tourists so he got to meet new people every day from around the world.
Also the crime rate was low; no one harassed or messed around with him, and everything was just perfect. So perfect that he didn't even notice the scream for help just by the lake to the right of him.
Roderich sighed and breathed in the clean mountain air when suddenly the scream came again, but this time louder than before. He stopped in his path as he looked around in confusion.
'What the hell was that?' He thought as he looked around and suddenly he heard splashes coming from the lake. He ran over to see what all the commotion was when suddenly he saw someone struggling to swim.
They splashed around violently trying to get to the surface to breathe.
Roderich's eyes widened as he quickly rid his coat, shoes, and bags and dived into the lake. He swam as fast as he could to the person drowning but noticed that they weren't at the surface anymore. In a panic, he sucked in a breath and descended down into the water to try to find the drowning victim.
Down he swam as his eyes searched frantically for the person when suddenly he caught something shining. It was a boy about his age with what looked like platinum white hair.
For a second he looked like an angel surrounded by water with the sunlight shining through the lake and laying onto him beautifully. Though he quickly snapped out of it and swam over grabbing him from around his waist and started to swim up to the surface.
When he reached the surface he gasped for air thankful that he knew how to swim in the first place. He had saved the kid, but now he was scared. The boy wasn't breathing and his eyes were closed. He was unconscious and he had to move fast to get him breathing again.
As fast as he could, he swam to the shore part of the lake and pulled the boy along with him until he was free from the cold water and onto solid ground once more.
He had no idea what to do and he was panicking. But he had to do something quick or else this poor kid would lose his life and he will regret it forever because he didn't do enough.
Then he remembered something he learned in school long ago. He had to give him mouth to mouth.
He was nervous because he never touched his lips to someone else's before, but this needed to be done. The kid's life depended on it.
So he pried open his mouth with his hands and then took in a deep breath. He descended down quickly without thinking about it anymore than he needed to and met with the boys lips. He then exhaled heavily giving the boy air into his lungs and removed himself quickly sitting up again. He then placed his hands on his chest and started to pump up and down.
At first there was nothing and so he tried again.
In he exhaled again, removed himself, and then pumped.
"Come on you fool!" He exclaimed in a panic as he kept trying to revive him. Then after the fourth time the boy started to cough violently and out came the water from his lungs.
'Oh thank fucking Gott.' Roderich thought as he took in a couple of gasping breaths himself as he finally felt relived from the panic he just had.
Roderich looked down at the kid to say something and then suddenly his eyes met with red. It wasn't just any red, they looked like rubies.
A breath caught in his throat as he was struck with the most gorgeous eyes he'd ever seen.
Silver like hair, red eyes, light flawless skin…
He was overall astonished of how beautiful this boy was before him.
Though he was quickly brought back to reality as soon as the boy spoke.
"You..you saved me."
Roderich felt like a hero then. He never thought that on his sixteenth birthday he would experience so much. Especially saving someone's life.
"Ja, I did."
The boy looked around in confusion. Roderich could tell that he was a little out of it from losing consciousness before. He didn't know how the boy ended up in the lake in the first place, but all that mattered now at this moment was that he was okay.
"T-Thank you. No really thank you! Oh mein gott! Ich kann es nicht glauben, dass ich am leben bin!" 'Oh my god, I can't believe I'm alive!'
Roderich smiled. "Ja, und ich kann es nicht glauben, dass ich gerade vor dem Ertrinken gerettet…" 'Yea, and I can't believe I just saved you from drowning…'
The boy's eyes widened. "You speak German?!"
Roderich's smile faded and then raised an eyebrow. "Um, ja we're kind of in a secluded town in Austria you know?"
The boy started laughing and it only made him more confused. It was the strangest laugh he had ever heard.
"Kesesese, oh man! First I was just walking by the lake admiring the mountains and the next I turn around and a bird swooped down over my head! It surprised me so much that I tumbled backwards into the water. Wow…I really should have taken some swimming lessons when my mutter offered." The kid laughed again now starting to get up from the ground. He smiled down at Roderich who was still crouching down in confusion and held his hand out for him to shake.
"I'm Gilbert Beilschmidt." He smiled.
Roderich stared at his eyes which were so bright with life and then moved to look at his hand. He slowly lifted his hand and took it in his shaking it.
"Roderich Edelstein."
Gilbert then pulled him up quickly to stand causing him to yelp. "Well, nice to meet you Roddy. If that's okay if I call you that right? You live around here?"
"Uh, ja. Just a couple blocks east of town-"
"Hah! I live around there too! What a coincidence." He smiled. "Want to walk home together? I can't wait to tell my parents what happened!"
Before he could decline he was being pulled along when Gilbert started walking.
"Hey! Wait, I still have to get my thin-"
"Nonsense! Let's just walk together. I want to get to know my hero you know? Kesese!" Gilbert smiled to him as he looked down and noticed that his hand was still in his being held tightly. Roderich looked away quickly and blushed.
The whole way to his house Gilbert mostly talked about his life and crazy things he never heard of before. Roderich wasn't paying attention much because he was more worried about his coat and shoes that were left behind. Did this guy even realize that he wasn't wearing any shoes?! Also, his mutter will be upset at him if he didn't come back home with the groceries. Especially since she lent him some money. She would wonder where it all went.
But he figured that for once in his life he would do something different and this was it.
Gilbert talked on and on about different things and it honestly made Roderich smile. He was paying attention now and he even responded back to certain things. Before he knew it, he was starting to like this kid no matter how strange he was.
Yes he looked different, sounded different and even acted differently. Maybe things wouldn't be so bad to be friends with him. It wouldn't be much of a distraction to his practice right?
They stopped almost right in front of Roderich's house. He was confused because he never told him where he lived before.
"Well, this is where I live. I'm sure your close by right? We should meet up again sometime." Gilbert smiled, hopeful that Roderich would accept to hang out one day.
It sounded nice and he wouldn't mind much, but right now he was really confused. "Um…this is my house right here." He pointed to the large blue house just to the right of Gilbert's green one.
Gilbert's eyes widened. "No freaking way! We're neighbors!? That's awesome! Now we can see each other every day!" He exclaimed and it made Roderich cringe for some reason.
"Ah, yea. E-Everyday, sure.." Roderich didn't know whether this was a good thing or bad. But he guessed he would only find out in the future.
Roderich was snapped out of his memory by a loud laugh. Gilbert cackled and continued talking to him while drinking his beer like a mad man.
Roderich sighed. He guessed that this was the outcome of their future together. Two lonely young men, one striving to become a musician and the other…a..um, psycho drunkard?
Well, anyways, a good hour passed as they finished with their meals and then started to head back to their homes. The town was fairly small so there was never much of a walk to begin with which meant they didn't really need cars for getting everywhere.
They walked next to each other down the street passing by all the townspeople. Gilbert kept yapping about some nonsense while Roderich just sighed having to hear what he had to say practically forcefully.
Soon he couldn't take it anymore as he quickened his pace. Gilbert noticed right away and shouted after him.
"Hey what's the rush? I was just getting to the good part!"
"I need to get home so I can finish my piece." Roderich called back now noticing that he was much farther away from his friend.
Though of course Gilbert caught up with him quickly and nudged him on his side.
"What the hell? You never can catch a break can you?" Gilbert prodded.
Roderich snarled. "Shut up, what do you know? I have better things to do rather than sit and listen to your nonsense."
"Haha please, I have way more cooler things to talk about. But you're just boring to begin with, so that's why you can't really enjoy it." Gilbert gave a devious grin.
"Enjoy it?" Roderich slowed his pace now to a complete stop. Now he was starting to get annoyed. How come this fool doesn't understand that he was too mature for these kinds of jokes by now?
"Yea enjoy things. You know, like take pleasure and like things once in the while out of your norm?" Gilbert smiled but Roderich only rolled his eyes.
"Yes actually I do. And it's my music. That's all I need and all I ever want to take pleasure in. Now if you'll excuse me, I'll be taking my leave."
Roderich walked up his path to his front door leaving Gilbert standing there staring back after him. Before he entered the house something stirred inside of him that made him feel a little strange.
Was he too rough with him just now? No, he never takes offense to anything because he's been talking to him like that ever since they were younger.
Though he still felt weird…
Slowly he turned his head to see that Gilbert was still standing there with a serious look on his face. It was kind of like he was deep in thought and it made him a little confused. But he didn't dare to ask why he was looking at him like that.
"Aren't you going home?" Roderich asked a little hesitantly.
"Yea…I was just thinking that's all."
"Oh..okay well. Bye." Roderich opened the door to his house and stepped in. Before he could actually close it he heard Gilbert shout after him.
"See you tomorrow Specs!"
Roderich cringed and then shut the door.
Oh great…another fun fulfilling day out with Gilbert Beilschmidt.
The next day Roderich woke up in his large bed and stretched. Today was a perfect day to work on his music and finally catch up. For the past couple of days he has been interrupted by Gilbert nonstop and it made him fall behind just a little bit. But today he was happy because he woke up early enough knowing that the fool didn't get up until around noon. So he had a good enough time for himself to catch up on things.
He took care of his hygiene first then headed down stairs to grab some breakfast. After he ate he made his way to the music room and sat down on his seat at the piano.
He loved the fact that he was alone for the morning hours doing his favorite thing in the world. Maybe he was obsessed, but who cares? It was his life and he could do whatever he wanted and whenever he wanted.
This was his time, alone here in his music room. He stretched outwards with his hands intertwined with one another until he heard a couple of cracks. Then he shook his hands and closed his eyes taking in a deep breath.
Now was the beginning of the next couple of hours of playing. He began with a warm up and soon followed into a beautiful symphony. He played for a good half hour until his hands started to hurt a little as he had to stop and take a five minute break.
He felt relieved after that moment he had for himself. It felt good to have silence and not be interrupted rudely by 'him' for once. Even if he was living on his own since his parents gave him the house a couple of years ago to move to Berlin; he still felt too crowded.
All because of him.
Why couldn't he move too? It wasn't like his parents offered to give the house to him; it was actually quite the opposite. Gilbert forced his parents to leave and go live elsewhere. God knows where they went and Roderich thought it was the craziest thing he has ever heard.
Gilbert stayed. Right next door to him. Who knows how long this would go on for before he cracked? It was just a matter of time before he did if he kept it up like this.
Although, even if he was alone at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a presence that was near. It was a strange feeling and he couldn't shake it off. He felt like he was being watched, so he quickly turned around and scanned the room.
It was quiet. Perhaps too quiet.
He thought that it must be his nerves or something so he decided to continue on with his work. He played for a while until he couldn't take the feeling of eyes on him anymore.
He jammed the keys creating a loud sound and shouted out. "Gilbert you Dummkopf! I know you're here, so come out!"
There was still silence. He sighed and got up from his chair to walk around the room and check first behind the door. But no one was there.
He spent the next couple of minutes scanning his house until he was convinced that it was just him being paranoid. So he made his way back to the music room once more and took a seat at the piano.
Even after a confirmation that Gilbert wasn't in his home he still felt like he was there and watching. He must really be on edge because he was starting to think that he was going crazy.
On he played again as he moved his fingers against the keys in a fluid, elegant way. He managed to play through one of his pieces that he just finished before he stopped to take a minute break.
He went to stretch once again. And when he raised his arms while leaning backwards, he turned his head just a little and there at the window staring in was Gilbert with his face pressed against the window smiling.
"Schiesse!" Roderich fell backwards off his chair and hit the floor hard.
"Oh Roddy! I'm home!" Gilbert exclaimed from the outside while laughing.
Roderich groaned in pain trying to breathe after having the wind knocked out of him. The window opened and in came Gilbert running up to him. He stood right above his head and smiled.
"Looks like you're having a bad day specs, kesesese!"
Roderich opened his eyes and frowned. That damn bastard was ruining his day once again. It wasn't even noon yet!
"Shut up you -cough- fool and help me up!" Roderich tried to shout but he was obviously trying to take in oxygen. Gilbert bent down and grabbed his arms lifting him up quickly. When he was standing he clutched his back in pain but Gilbert didn't seem to notice. Or care.
"So what's up? Playing your piano shit again? Let's go for lunch!"
Roderich felt like ringing his neck. "It's only ten o'clock in the morning!"
"Yea so what? Stop being so formal all the time. Come on let's go!" Gilbert walked past him and grabbed Roderich's jacket from the closet.
Roderich just stood there glaring at him like he wanted to kill him.
Gilbert frowned. "What's wrong Roddy?"
"What's wrong?" He let out a mocking laugh. "What's wrong?! What's wrong is that you scare me out of my wits when I'm trying to relax and practice and then you barge into my home once again without permission! And on top of that you want lunch in the morning time! That's what wrong Gilbert!" Roderich was now in rage mode.
Gilberts frown disappeared as he walked up to him slowly suddenly feeling bad. "Hey listen. I didn't mean to ruin your work. I just thought that uh..you know we could spend some time together, heh." He rubbed the back of his neck nervously.
Roderich seemed to calm down a little bit because he noticed that Gilbert was actually sorry for interrupting him. Plus, he was being extra sweet about it for some reason, so he supposed there was no reason to be upset with him for much longer.
"That's…fine." Roderich looked away so he wouldn't show his sudden weakness for him.
Gilbert always made him feel weak. No matter how much he annoyed him or no matter how much he wanted to strangle him, he couldn't resist it when he was being apologetic. It was cute he admitted. It was strange because it made him look bipolar in a way how he could go from wanting to kill him to forgiving him in a matter of seconds.
Maybe it was because he was his neighbor or maybe it was because he was his only friend he ever had…
…Or maybe it was his eyes, or his smile, or his laugh, or his ability to make him forgive him after feeling like he wanted to murder him with just a simple apology and smile…
He quickly snapped out of it quickly and realized that he was being ridiculous.
"Oh~ So Roddy forgives me?" Gilbert steps even closer to him until they are only a breath away from each other.
Roderich feels himself blush as he is suddenly in close contact with his friend.
"W-What?" Roderich looks down to the floor in embarrassment.
"I said~" Gilbert raises his hand and lifts up Roderich's chin so that they are staring at each other eye to eye. Roderich's cheeks burn even more as he starts to tremble a little not knowing what to do.
Why is he feeling like this? He should be moving away and bashing him for even coming so close to him.
"Do you forgive me then?" Gilberts red eyes pierce right through his violet ones and suddenly he feels himself give in but he doesn't know why.
"Y-Yes. I forgive you." Roderich breaths as Gilbert smirks and leans even closer with his eyes closing little by little. His own eyelids start to close too as his breathing started to pick up.
So close, too close. Gilberts lips just an inch apart from him.
He was moving in. His heart was beating so fast that he might just pass out.
But then the feeling was quickly pulled away from him. Gilbert moved away and laughed a little leaving Roderich standing there flushed and confused.
"Well then let's go! My stomach doesn't have all day you know?" Gilbert turned to go.
Roderich opened his eyes wide snapping out of his trance. Did that really just happen? Did Gilbert mean to kiss him just now?
And what was this feeling he was having? He was so confused. He didn't know what to think but that the guy was taunting him into forgiving him and getting him some food.
Yes that was it. He was tricking him. Well if that's the case then he wasn't going to be fooled anymore. He noticed the game he was playing right away and he would just play back for revenge.
Yes revenge. Roderich smiled.
This should be fun.
"Come on I want some ice cream!" Gilbert exclaimed in a childlike manner.
"Are you joking? We just ate so much food." Roderich sighed.
They walked together down town trying to digest the large amount of food they just consumed. Roderich always wondered where it all went because after Gilbert ate, he always wanted sweets right after.
He didn't feel like hearing him whine and groan so he decided to take them to the nearest ice cream shop. Luckily there was one just around the corner so he could finally shut him up.
He bought him some ice cream and then he was finally quiet. Roderich was relieved as they exited the shop and began walking once more.
"Here, do you want some?" Gilbert offered holding out the ice cream to him but Roderich just waved it away.
"Fine, your loss!" He then practically ate it in three whole bites which amazed the other.
They continued to walk together not caring where they were going at this point. It was already half past noon and the sun was high in the sky shining down on them. Though it wasn't too warm out today. In fact, it was just perfect.
Roderich was thankful for the nice weather because he hated it when it rained. It always made him feel depressed for some reason.
Not before long they ended up by the lake. It was one of Gilbert's favorite places to go with him because it reminded him of the day he saved his life. Roderich was honestly tired of hearing about it. The first couple of times were nice and it made him feel like a true hero. Then after the fifteenth, or actually hundredth time it kind of got annoying.
"Hey Roddy, do you remember the time when I was drowning and you saved me?" Gilbert asked obnoxiously.
Oh great here we go again.
"Yes dammit it's only been the thousandth time you told me!" Roderich groaned pinching his fingers on the bridge of his nose in annoyance.
"Haha, that was awesome!" Gilbert exclaimed as he found a free bench to sit on. Roderich sighed and followed after him sitting next to him.
Oddly Gilbert went quiet for a while. Roderich was confused as he glanced at him quickly to see why he was being so silent all of a sudden. Gilbert stared off into the lake with a thoughtful look on his face then it followed with a smirk. He had no idea what he was thinking about, but it must have been nothing good by the way Gilbert's mind set was on.
Another couple of minutes had passed by, he couldn't take it anymore. He wanted to know what the damn fool was thinking about.
"Why are you being so quiet?"
"Why are you complaining?" Gilbert turned his head to him and smiled.
Roderich huffed and stared out to the lake annoyed all over again. "You are never quiet, that's why I'm asking."
"Well isn't that a good thing? Why are you so worried about me talking? Aren't you the one who gets annoyed all the time?"
Roderich's eyebrows lowered as he frowned. "You are annoying!"
"Oh really? So why do you always give in to hang out with me?"
Roderich turned to face him and was about to give him a smart remark but then choked. Gilbert gave him the sweetest smile causing all of his anger to cease.
It reminded him of that day. After he had saved him, Gilbert smiled up at him with joy in his eyes and he could never forget that moment even if he wanted to.
But now he was giving him the same smile and he couldn't help but blush.
"I…I um.."
"Kesese! Don't worry Roderich! I'm only messing with you!" Gilbert patted him on the shoulder and he blushed even more.
He felt so embarrassed and weak every time he smiled at him. He didn't know why and it was confusing him to no end. He practically despised the man, but he had a good point. Why did he always give in to spend time with him if he hated him so much? Also, why were they friends all these years? It just made no sense.
Maybe he was going insane.
Roderich looked back to the lake and watched as the water sparkled from the sun. He sighed to himself and wondered why he was feeling this way and why he blushed and gave in almost every time to this psychopath.
He always ended up with the excuse that he was his only friend and he had no one else. But those were a bunch of lies because he didn't need friends. Was it because he brought excitement into his boring quiet life? Maybe he needed this to actually see the part of his life that was missing instead of excluding himself from the world totally.
He kind of felt bad at times for treating him like crap and talking to him like he was lower class. But what was he? Yes he had a bright future ahead of him, but they were practically the same as far as money and their current stand points in careers.
He thought to himself that maybe he should calm down with being upset with him all the time. Maybe the man was trying to let him live a little and it took him this long to realize it now.
Suddenly a hand was waved in front of his face.
"Ah Hallooo! Earth to Roddy! Now you're the one who's being all quiet!" Gilbert frowned and Roderich quickly snapped out of it.
"W-What? No I was not being quiet, I was just thinking!" Roderich got upset again but then caught himself.
'Okay I can do this. I can catch Gilbert off guard and be a different person. Maybe that will show him that he isn't a boring person all the time.' Roderich thought as he smiled to himself.
"Yes you were! You cannot lie to the great Gilbert!" Gilbert exclaimed and smiled.
Roderich remembered from before that he wanted to get him back somehow for tricking him. Two can play that game and now was his chance.
He cleared his throat and sat up straight. "Okay yes, I was quiet. Well that's because I was thinking of something nice."
Gilbert raised an eyebrow obviously now intrigued. "Oh? And what is that?"
"I'm not telling. It's a secret of mine that will go to my grave." Roderich smirked.
Now this really caught Gilbert's attention. "Tell me, I want to know!"
"No." He sighed. "I think I shall just keep it to myself and enjoy the memory to my own pleasure." Roderich turned away and stared back at the lake laughing inside of how easy this was.
Gilbert huffed and turned away from Roderich while crossing his arms acting like an annoyed child. He stared off into the same lake but was becoming restless in his seat.
Roderich was having the time of his life knowing that Gilbert was dying inside to know what he was thinking about. He always wanted to know things and hiding a secret from him was destroying him from the inside out.
Soon after a minute or two Gilbert snapped.
"Rod just tell me already!"
Roderich jumped in his seat startled from the shout. He wasn't expecting him to be so crazy curious about this little thing. But what he didn't know was that he was going to be more shocked than anything when he told him.
"Hmm..well if I tell you then you have to keep it to yourself."
Gilbert stood up straighter in his seat and gave him in full attention.
Roderich cleared his throat again. "Are you sure you really want to know? You may not like what I say."
"Yes yes just tell me already!" Roderich wanted to crack up from the way he was reacting to this.
So, so very easy. Though at the same time he felt butterflies in his stomach at the anticipation of telling him.
"Okay so…I was thinking about how you always mention how I saved you that day. That was your favorite memory of us right?"
Gilbert nodded. "Ja, true."
"Well…my favorite memory was on that day too. I remember how I gave you mouth to mouth to save your life and I couldn't stop remembering your reaction when you woke up from unconsciousness." Roderich laughed.
It was quiet for a second and Roderich wondered why Gilbert wasn't freaking out. It seemed kind of awkward that he was laughing to himself, so he slowly turned his head and was shocked.
Gilbert's cheeks were almost a bright red and the look on his face was pure shock. Roderich never felt so accomplished in his life. Not even when he finished his first piece and surprised his parents. No, this was so much better.
"You…you did what?" Gilbert looked like he was going to faint.
"I gave you mouth to mouth. You know the term CPR? To save your life Dummkopf!"
Gilbert breathed out and looked away. Roderich wondered if he really didn't remember that he performed CPR on him to save his life. Now that he mentioned it, he had never told him.
Suddenly Roderich felt really bad. He might have really scarred the poor bastard for life, but he wanted his revenge so he got it. He slowly got up and stretched feeling victorious.
"Ja, so I think we should head back home now. I have to finish a couple of things for my sonata piece. Are you coming too or are you staying?"
Gilbert kept his eyes glued to the lake and just nodded. "Sure."
"Okay.." Roderich began to walk and as he took a couple of steps he heard Gilbert follow behind him slowly.
Now he felt really bad. He might have ruined their friendship, but he didn't think it would be that bad because it was just a life saving technique that he kept from him all this time. What was so wrong with CPR? He didn't get why his reaction was so dramatic like this. But he couldn't take the silence and it kind of worried him, so he had to ask.
"Are…are you okay?" Roderich asked hesitantly as they walked to their homes on the path they always took.
"Ja, I'm fine. I'm just a little sick from the ice cream, heh."
It was obvious that this was bothering the poor man to death. Roderich got over the whole revenge thing and was really concerned now. Maybe he should have kept that memory to himself. But at the same time, what was the big deal? It wasn't like he had kissed him or anything.
They eventually arrived at their homes as they said their goodbyes and parted. As Roderich made his way into his house he couldn't help but notice that Gilbert was being extremely quiet the whole way home. He frowned and wondered why he was so bothered by what he told him.
But he just shrugged it off and thought that maybe it was a good thing this happened because now he could get some peace to himself.
Maybe some alone time would do him some good with his music. He sighed and went into his house locking the door behind him.
Yea, things would definitely be different and easier now after what he just done.
The next day Roderich woke up and he noticed that it was almost noon. He panicked to himself getting dressed quickly and brushing his teeth as he made his way downstairs.
'Ugh, I only have a half hour until that buffoon comes barging in!' He thought frantically to himself as he prepared himself some coffee and toast.
He ate as quickly as he could and then made his way to his music room. He did his normal routine scan and made sure Gilbert wasn't hiding anywhere and wouldn't break in and scare him half to death like all the other times he did. When he was pleased that the coast was clear, he sat down on his seat at the piano and stretched out his arms like he always did.
Just a couple of papers more and he would be done with his piece. Then he would have a total of five sonatas to present to the music association so he could finally have his first concert.
Excitement rose deep within him as he began to play. His fingers danced across the keys gracefully producing a beautiful melody. The room was flooded with the sound as he closed his eyes and really got into the feeling of it.
But before he could lose himself too much into his music, he snapped out of it and stopped playing. He turned around quickly and shouted to try to scare Gilbert if he were to be behind him trying to startle him.
But when there was no one there he frowned and then went back to playing. He was now in his second verse moving his fingers quickly trying to keep up with the difficult piece. Then he looked to the wall clock and saw that it was five after twelve.
He immediately stopped playing and got up from his seat to check the room and house. But strangely there was no one.
He knew Gilbert would appear out of nowhere and scare him again so he wanted to be ready this time. After he checked all the rooms and made sure the windows were shut and locked, he sighed in contentment and made his way back to the music room.
He cautiously entered and scanned the room with his violet eyes once more before he was sure he wasn't in the house.
He sat back down on his piano chair and was about to play when something hit him.
He must be outside again.
He smirked to himself knowing that Gilbert must think he was naive and wouldn't check out the window for him. Last time he appeared outside the window and that scared the soul from his body. But no, not today. Today he was prepared and would startle him for once. He slowly got out of his chair once more and then out of nowhere he ran to the window in a quick pace and shouted outside after opening it.
"Ahah!"
But…Gilbert wasn't there.
He frowned again now feeling confused and wondering if he had another plan to surprise him this time? But how else could he do it?
He literally checked everywhere. All over the house, under things, inside of things, outside, inside, up, down, everywhere! Gilbert was nowhere to be found.
And for some strange reason he felt empty.
He didn't know why, but he felt alone at that moment. He was so used to having Gilbert show up out of nowhere and distract him from his work while annoying him to no end. Then after that he would beg him and seduce him in a strange way to go out with him. So why wasn't he doing that today?
Then Roderich remembered that it might have been because of the confession yesterday. What he said may have freaked him out so much that he just wanted to keep his distance. But isn't that what he wanted in the first place? To be alone and to have things silent so he can practice his music?
So why was he so bothered by this?
He decided to ignore his feelings and went back to playing once more. He spent quite a good time playing before his nerves started to shock him.
The lack of distraction was killing him and was causing him to mess up more than when Gilbert was there with him.
His fingers struck the wrong keys every so often and it was causing him to get frustrated. He now forced himself to play better and it only made him sound worse.
He hated the way he was feeling and he didn't understand why.
He wanted Gilbert away. He wanted his own time to himself and to his music.
It was just a lifesaving technique. It wasn't a kiss. It wasn't a kiss…was it?
His fingers hit the piano hard causing a loud tone to reflect all around the quiet room.
He was angry now. He was upset and confused. He wanted to know why Gilbert was ignoring him and why he was so upset about his confession.
It was just a stupid confession and it meant nothing. But he wanted to get to the bottom of this. It wasn't normal for the albino to be acting this way and he wanted to know what was going on.
He made his way out of the music room in a fast pace towards the front porch. He nearly threw open the door and angrily walked outside of his house while slamming the door shut behind him.
He was furious and he didn't know why. He wanted answers because this was bothering him. What was strange is that he didn't know why he was reacting this way.
But for some reason he wanted to see Gilbert. He wanted an answer otherwise it would bug him all day and all night.
He walked across his lawn missing the rock paved path leading to the sidewalk. As he reached Gilbert's front door, he knocked on it loudly. He waited a couple of seconds in between and knocked again.
He knocked and knocked as hard as he could not caring at all if he annoyed the other.
Then suddenly the door opened.
Gilbert was standing there looking all tired and disheveled. It was shocking to see him like this, but in this moment he didn't care.
"What is wrong with you?!" Roderich shouted angrily. His shoulders were tense and scrunched up and his eyes blazed a dangerous purple.
Gilbert frowned at the question. "What do you mean?"
"What do you mean 'what do I mean?'?! You didn't come over and see me today!"
He must have sounded crazy, and he kind of did. But he didn't care. He wanted to know why Gilbert was acting strange.
And of course this confused Gilbert. "Um…didn't you want me to leave you alone while you played?"
"Yes of course I do!" Roderich shouted back now sounding like a mad man.
Gilbert raised his eyebrow looking a little amused at his response.
"Well then why do you want me to come over?" Gilbert half smirked.
This made Roderich furious and embarrassed. He really did look like a fool now and he should have stopped talking then, but he couldn't.
"Ja, well, I, you know, and…shut up! I'm asking the questions here and I want answers!" Roderich has never lost his mind like this and it was sort of scaring him the way he was acting.
Then out of nowhere Gilbert started to laugh. He let out one of his most epic hysterics and suddenly Roderich calmed down. He felt like there were butterflies in his stomach and for some reason, all anger seemed to cease once again leaving him standing there just staring back at him blankly.
What was it with this man that made him feel this way?
"So let me get this straight." Gilbert opened the door more allowing himself to move closer to the furious man before. "You want me to come to your house and bother you, but at the same time you don't?"
Roderich was starting to feel really stupid and uncomfortable at the same time. Gilbert was stepping closer to him and he felt himself swallow hard. He knew he sounded insane and he was also growing more nervous by the second.
"I, y-yes that's it!" Even though he wasn't making sense, he was not going to back down. They were already too far into the conversation to stop now. It would only make him look worse.
Gilbert stared at him in thought. Then he smiled. "Okay, I understand. So this is what I'll do since you miss me so much."
Roderich gritted his teeth at that. He did not miss him!
At least, he thought he didn't…
"I'll come over and bother you like I always do and you can continue to get angry at me all you like. How does that sound?" He smirked.
Actually, it sounded really ridiculous. Was he bipolar or something? Why would he agree to something so absurd like this?
"Fine." Either way he still agreed and for some reason he felt a lot better.
Gilbert smiled and held out his hand. "Good. Let's shake on it then."
Roderich quickly lifted his hand and shook the others and then turned quickly to make his way back to his house.
He was almost at his own door before Gilbert spoke again.
"Oh, and one more thing Roddy. When is this agreement in effect?"
He thought about it for a second. "Now. It starts now."
Roderich walked into his house and slammed his door shut still not knowing to what he just agreed to.
Gilbert smiled and laughed a little to himself. "And so it starts."