Okay, My little Tomatoes~ This is my new PruCan fanfiction which will be updated twice a week~! and if you're lucky I might post the new chapters sooner if they're finished in time~ I think this chapter was a bit short but you're going to have to deal with it! ha!

Enjoy~

I sat there silently as I stared down at my book. I flicked the page and began to read.

"Sup." I heard from the left of me, causing me to jump in fright as turn to the side. I was greeted by a tall platinum blonde teenager with, oddly enough, ruby eyes. He had porcelain skin , aside from his cheeks, that where slightly rosy. He had a smirk on his face that made me blush a bit. I closed my book and placed it down on my table.

"H-Hello…" I said, looking up a the stranger. I fiddled with the top of the chairs leg, my other hand also fiddling, but with the base of my sweater. I stared down at my lap before hesitantly raising my eyes. "W-what's your name..?"

He grinned and pointed at himself. "I'm Gilbert Belischmidt!" He told me . I smiled slightly. I raised my hand and latched it onto my other arm.

"I-I'm Matthew Williams." I must have stuttered or something because he looked at me strangely for a moment before and grinned again, sitting at the desk next to me.

"Nice to meet you, Matt." He said, welcoming himself to give me a nickname out of the blue. I think I blushed because he looked shocked for a moment before he added, "Is it okay I call you that?" I nodded hesitantly and stared.

"So… Umm…" I started and Gilbert looked back at me from his distraction that was across the room. He grinned and looked down at the sketchbook beneath my novel.

"You draw?" He asked, indicating the book. I nodded again and moved the novel out of the way so I could pick up the sketchbook from beneath. I was quite nervous as I gave him the book. He took it out of my hands and began to flick through it. I gulped and looked around the room, avoiding eye contact.

"S-so ho-"

"Wow! You're a really good drawer, Mattie!" He exclaimed, currently looking at my sketch of my back garden.

"I … uh… P-practice a lot?" I said, unsure. He jumped sat there and began to stare at me. I shifted uncomfortably and tried to smile. I probably looked like Jeff the killer gone wrong or something because his smiled disappeared and he handed my sketch book back.

"class is about to start," He began, turning around to face the front of the classroom and playing with a blue pen on his desk. "See you after school." I stared at him for a short amount of time and nodded my head in unsure agreement.

Why did he suddenly want to talk to me? I've never seen him before but I've sure as hell heard of him. He's supposed to be one of the worst students in the whole academy. Why he was considered that I didn't know. What would he have to do to get a role like that? Most likely something horrible.

oOOOo

I packed up my things at the end of the day and placed them in my bag, dragging myself out of the classroom and began to walk down the hall. Students were running up and down it, whispering to each other with worried looks on there faces. I wondered what had happened as I began to walk in the direction everyone was avoiding and looking at. I hurried my pace and stopped suddenly. My eyes widened slightly as I saw the silver hair Prussian from before, but he didn't look like he did before. This time, he had cuts and bruises, and blood almost everywhere. He sat alone in that part of the hall, no one besides him.

"Gilbert?" I asked as I looked through my bag for bandages. He looked up from the ground at me with a shocked look on his face.

"Mattie!" his voiced called, his sounded oddly happy for someone this cut and bruised. I sighed and sat down in front of him, taking his hand and began to inspect it. The cut on his hand wasn't too deep. I wrapped the bandaged around his hand and moved up his arm, where yet another cut was present. I cleaned the wound and then wrapped that one up too, moving to the next arm.

"What happened to you?" I asked him, wrapping yet another cut with the bandages. He grinned at me glanced down at the cuts.

"Got into another fight." He said, his smile was unsure and gave him a slightly nervous look.

"Another? how often do you get into fights?" I asked, dusting off my hands and placing the first aid back into my bag. He sighed slightly and looked up at the roof, bringing his arms back in to balance himself.

"Often, I guess."

"You guess? getting into a fight just once isn't good! not to mention that you get into them often!"

"Hey, Mattie, calm down,it's fine~" he finished, pushing himself up and waving to me, "See ya~!" he sing-songed and walked away. I looked at his back as he walked away. I felt my lips curve up into a smile and my cheeks warm up.

oOOOo

The next day I came to school feeling happier that usual, maybe it was because we got more maple syrup today... I giggled to myself and stretched, walking into my class where I saw Gilbert. I felt myself smile again and I walked over to my seat, Gilbert next to me again. He looked at me with his signature grin and began to talk to me about some random things that happened to him.

"Me and Toni went and crashed at Lovino's house again, he hit me." Gilbert said, rubbing his cheek, causing me to giggle a bit. "he and Toni were getting too chummy so I just left, Toni stayed though." He said, a smirked placed on his face. I felt my face go red from his words.

"who's Toni?" I asked. I knew who Lovino was since he was in my art class but that's about it. Was Toni his friend or something?

"My friend. Lovino's boyfriend." Gilbert stated, doodling something on the paper in front of him.

"Oh okay." I replied, glancing at his drawing of a random stick figure.

"You guys sound like good friends?" I asked, slightly curious.

"Ja. One of my best friends along with Franny." He told me, his grin widening.

"Franny? Is that supposed to be Francis?" I asked, thinking of my blond cousin. Gilbert nodded.

The teacher interrupted the talking class to begin. I turned away from Gilbert to face the teacher who began to talk about something to do with History. I must of fallen asleep because the next thing I remember after that was getting a tap on my shoulder by a pale hand that belonged to Gilbert.

"Huh..?" I mumbled as I lifted my head from the desk, looking up into my friends red eyes. He looked at me with a look I couldn't recognize, something soft and nice. It made him look even more ha-

What's wrong with me?

GUYS I ENDED THAT AT A HORRIBLE MOMENT OMG I'M ASHAMED. The next chapter ill have a bit of a time skip but it'll have heaps of PruCan fluffiness~! da~

-UnicornsAtDaClub