Matthew looked at his boyfriend of three years, Gilbert Weilschmidt. His eyes darkened in sadness, knowing what he had was just never going to be the same.

Gilbert was moving. In three days. Ever since the news reached the blondes ears last week, their relationship changed so much. They no longer acted as a couple, and seemed to act more like friends. It was weird, since Matthew knew that he loved the taller male. His childhood was not a pleasant one, and he'd never gotten close to anyone else before.

Last week they'd gone to the amusement park, enjoying life as if nothing were going to happen. They'd laughed, and got their fair share of thrills.

Gilbert stood up and walked out the door. "See ya tomorrow…"

Matthew's eyes began to water; he looked away, not replying to the albino. He never wanted to hear that again. He never wanted to hear the German's steps leave, never again wanted his scent to fade from the room.

They were seniors. Fresh out of school. But, as most seniors go, they still lived with their family. Well… Gilbert did. Matthew's family had forgotten him long ago. He lived in a small apartment by himself.

The next day was truly the last one they had together. Gilbert had gotten permission to stay at Matthew's till late, which made Matthew extremely happy.

When he arrived, they just sat in the livingroom watching random T.V shows for a good four hours before the first words flew.

"Why do you have to leave?" Matthew turned off the television and clutched his knees close to his chest, head down. "Why can't you stay? I don't want to believe this is over…"

Gilbert looked at the blonde with only pain in his eyes. "Please, Mattie, don't stray to this unawesome topic…I really want to stay with you, too. I don't want to say goodbye either." He reached over and took the smaller mans hand in his own pale one.

"Why are we doing this? Why are we even hanging out if there's going to be nothing in a matter of hours?" Matthew looked up, his violet eyes at the edge of welling with water.

"B-because…"Gilbert had no reply. Well, he did have a reply, but there was no way in hell he was going to admit it.

After another half hour of silence, Matthew stood up and walked over to the door. "If we don't have anything else to say, you can just leave." He tightened his grip on the doorknob and turned it.

"Mattie, I-"

"Leave."

Gilbert's eyes once again only showed pain, but he obeyed and stood up, walking towards the opened door. He looked down at the blonde, sighed then walked out.

Before Gilbert could get a word in, Matthew shut the door. "If you're going to say goodbye, it's better if you just leave without saying a word." His back pressed against the wood, Matthew sighed. He didn't hear any movement from the other end for quite some time. Thinking he had left, Matthew once again opened the door.

The hall was empty. No pale bodies with pale hair and beautiful ruby eyes were anywhere. He sighed once again, closed the door and began to cry. He took the only picture he had of the two, and held it tightly to his chest. It was during the second year they were dating. The picture was taken at the winter festival at their school, in December. Matthew remembered that night all too well.

"Hey, Gilbert" Matthew asked, fingers intertwined with the albino's. "Let's promise eachother something."

Gilbert looked over at the shorter one. "What's that?"

"If we ever get separated," Matthew pointed his free hand upwards. "That we'll never change what we had. Never regret anything, never turn back and wish something had changed."

Gilbert let out a bark of a laugh, and nodded. "Yeah."

A knock at the door snapped Matthew out of his thoughts. He wiped his face and headed to where the knocking was getting more and more impatient. "Y-yes?" He sniffled helplessly as the big wooden rectangle creaked open.

"I'm back. I can't leave yet." His eyes met red as he looked up, startled. "Did you really miss me that much in the hour I was gone?"

Matthew nodded and tackled the taller male, knocking him to the ground. "I don't want to hear you leave ever again!" He cried helplessly into Gilbert's chest.

Gilbert sighed and patted the blondes head and sat up. He had nothing to say. Looking into the room that Matthew had exited from, he closed his eyes.

He'd miss the fresh scent of pancakes, the cheers as they sat and watched hockey, the taste of syrup on Matthew's lips… They spent the last night together in comfort, darkness enveloping them, except for the flickering of the television in front of them. Wrapped in blankets, legs crossed over one another, they only felt the warmth of one another's company. Forever seemed to pass in only moments, because Gilbert's phone interrupted the calming silence.

"I-I have to-"

"D-don't say it…" Matthew whispered, head leaned against the taller male's chest. He tightened his grip on Gilbert's shirt. "P-please… I don't want to hear those words tonight, or any other night… Don't say anything if that's what's going to happen."

Gilbert nodded and stood up, smaller hands still clutching his shirt. He looked back. "J-just stay happy. I never want to see you sad."

Matthew's eyes grew wide, despair clinging to his lungs. He released the albino, not bothering to look up as the door closed. He cradled himself, silence being too loud. "St-stay happy, like we were…though we will never change."

QAQ I started crying while writing this. Yes, I get too into song fics, mostly because I have the song playing while I write. I'm wondering…should I have a happy ending? What do you say? And, please send me some song ideas for a reuniting fic~~ I don't have any.

I know they're OOC. Please don't remind me. I actually love the lovestruck!Gilbert. version of him. He's so sweet~