A/N: Friendship PruCan one-shot that I may or may not add more to, because I only have so much time. Enjoy~

I was already having a bad morning before I arrived at my school. I forgot my homework folder and I missed the bus! I was disheveled when my mom dropped me off, so I wasn't looking where I was going. I tripped on the icy curb and fell, and I made it to class in time somehow, even though I was limping. I was finally mostly ready to learn. I loved school, unlike my brother, but my mind tended to wander a lot. I thought about the hockey game I had caught a part of on the TV the other, and how awesome the Canadian team was. No one in my family knew I even liked hockey, they tended to ignore everything about me. I had friends at school (granted not many, but they were nice), and my teachers liked me too.

By the time I had snapped out of my head, our substitute teacher Mr. Bondevik was already putting up math problems on the board. I was able to finish most of them before the lunch bell rang; the two hours had gone by fast. That's when I remembered my terrible morning. My polar bear lunch box felt heavy in my hands as I scanned the cafeteria for my friends. I was scared, I saw none of them! But, as I frantically searched, I noticed a kid I hadn't seen before sitting alone. Hesitantly, I walked towards his table by the window, where he was picking at the school's lunch food carelessly plopped on a foam tray. I stood awkwardly by the table and gathered the courage to introduce myself.

"H-Hi, m-my name is Matthew, b-but you can call me Matt." What a smooth start.

The kid grinned at me anyway, so I decided that he probably wasn't mean. I finally sat down and focused on eating my lunch for a few minutes.

"Sooo… Do you like this school?" he said, breaking the silence. I wasn't expecting a conversation, so I was caught by surprise. If I was being honest, I didn't particularly like the school itself, but I tried to make it sound okay.

"Dude, don't lie. I know school is a drag. How 'bout we get through this year together? Oh! I almost forgot, my name is Gilbert,"

"Well, nice to meet you Gilbert. I hope we can be good friends." I managed to say without stuttering and with a smile.

Gilbert and I talked until lunch ended, and even though we had different personalities, we got along very well. After a few weeks, we got closer. There were a few times when Gilbert would be made fun of for being albino or would be ignored, and I found it annoying and upsetting. I saw how much it was upsetting him, and I felt helpless. I didn't notice that he began to fade away until a few days later, when we were sitting together. He was leaning against the window and it looked like he was translucent. This had disturbed me, and I hoped that my mind was playing tricks on me. When we were walking down the hall, he looked the same way. I was internally panicking and the negative and cruel part of me wanted me to ask my other friends that I hadn't been talking to, to take me back. I knew I would cave in, so that part of me took control and decided to go to them during the next lunch. The only problem was that he noticed my changed attitude.

The next day I did my best to ignore Gilbert, and instead of staying at our table, I went to my old table. They were confused as to why I was there.

"Who are you?" Fear and embarrassment creeped into my chest and I felt my face heat up. Before I left, I needed to at least try something.

"I'm Matt, don't you remember me?"

"No, never seen you before." answered this kid Ivan. I turned away. It's all his fault, you know. If he had never answered you, then you wouldn't be in this situation. I felt nauseous and I wiped traitorous tears that were threatening to spill. That was when I blanked out and had no control over my actions. My legs marched over to Gilbert who was waiting for me with a concerned expression on his face.

"Hey Matt, what's the matter?" he questioned seriously. I mumbled uncertainly.

"I don't think we should be friends anymore,"

"What was that?" I felt ready to tear myself apart or explode when he didn't hear me.

"Maybe we should never have become friends in the first place, because now everyone else has forgotten about me!"

I knew that I would regret my actions soon after, but at the moment I had just wanted to leave him and fume by myself. I hadn't noticed the tears streaming down my face until I reached the bathroom and saw my face. I felt light headed, and I clutched the sink tightly. The emotion was taking over my brain again, and it hit me like a ton of bricks. I doubled over and I spat blood into the sink. I was becoming just like Gilbert; I could see through my hands and my legs were giving out. I think that at that moment, I realized that I was destined to be friends with him. That disappearing was a part of me that hadn't spread until Gilbert had torn the barrier down. I knew I wouldn't be able to patch things up right away, so I had to wait.

I stopped coughing, and I saw no blood, like it had never been there in the first place. I felt better than I had a few minutes ago, and more relaxed. I was internally silenced.

The mornings after that day became easier, and I was gathering up the courage to speak to Gilbert. One day, it felt like the right time. I watched Gilbert from several feet behind him. He whirled around.

"WHAT… do you want?" He looked conflicted. I shuffled my feet awkwardly.

"I-I-I was hoping I could walk with you to school?" He gestured for me to walk with him, and I finally felt whole again.