Pairings: Prussia/Gilbert , Canada/Matthew
Warnings: Yaoi Smut(just in case),profanity,Gilbert
Disclaimer: Hetalia is not mine (I would not be worthy) and belongs to Himaruya Hidekazu. The song's lyrics belong to their rightful owners. The story and plot is mine though Mwahahaha... You saw nothing o.o
Italics are memories
Bolds are text messages
As he entered the bar, Gilbert yelled out to him,"Hey Mr. Bartender mix me a drink! I relly need something to tell me it's okay not to think."
Taking a seat and seeing a younger blonde guy sitting in the back, he thinks. 'Have I seen him before?' Gilbert feel's his tiredness leave him and let's a smirk slide onto his face. 'Last bar of the night of bar hopping.' Lovino had dared him to go to every single bar in town and have one drink from each. If he dose'nt throw up, The violent Italian won't bother him the next 7 time's he goes over to hang out with his friend Antonio. He lost count at 17, but he knows this is the last bar.
A woman with long, straight black hair in a tight dark blue dress 'Close, but not Prussian blue.' Gilbert thought as she sat down next to him. Watching him from the corner of her blue eye she spoke slowy, making it sound sensual. "Hey sexy, you want to get out of here and have some real fun?"
'Have I seen her before? Hmmmm... I don't think so, but she must know that brunette girl from last week, those are the exact words she said, and the same pose.' "Frau you do look beautiful, but i'm a little busy at the moment." Gilbert finished his drink and got up to leave. "Good luck though." Gilbert gave her a wink, and with a last look at the blonde guy in the back he payed and left. 'He has to like me, he was watching me the entire time!' "Kesesesese"
Hailing a cab, he got in. "Cab driver, cab driver take me away." Giving the directions to his house, Gilbert let his mind wander.
Waking up next to a warm body, their back against his chest, Gilbert let his hands wander the body he was holding. Sliding his hands over the side's and then the hip's Gilbert was proud at how wonderful the body felt. Just the right amount of fat for the person to be healthy and when he traced the stomach he smiled at the subtle abs he felt. Stopping his movements when he heard footstep's approaching, Gilbert began freaking out.
Last time he was in this situation he ended up with a black eye and bloody nose, although, that time, he woke up to a woman and her boyfriend got angry, so he left the other guy some similar colors in return as a thank you.
Quickly slipping out of the bed, Gilbert still half asleep, pulled his pants on 'commando is the way to go' he thought with a nod, grabbing his shirt and slipped out to hide beside the window onto the roof. hearing the knocking and the door opening, he was able to catch some of the words.
"Matthew wake up...-some cool...-and we need to go right now!" When he heard the door shut he heard some hissing and mumbling. 'shit I must have been rough with him.' Gilbert thought, grimancing as he waited until his bedmate left the room. He was able to grab onto a branch from a tree close by and swing down, taking off on a run thinking if he remembered the voice from his mystery bedmate.
"Were here."
Opening his eyes, Gilbert payed the driver and walked into the house he shared with his younger brother, calling out. "West ze AWESOME ME IZ HOOOOME!" Getting no responce, he figured Ludwig must have been at Feliciano's house. 'Those two should just get together already' he thought idly. Going downstairs to his basement suite he took a shower, and went to bed. Listing off the bar's he has been banned from, he remembered making out with a blonde whos name started with Ma but just could not remember. The make out session was intense and Gilbert let the blonde dominate it. Although it was cut short when the apperance of an overprotective brother pulled the two apart. Who (Gilbert would never admit) kicked his ass. 'That guy HAD to have been on steroids, superhuman strength or some shit.' Brushing off the worry his idedic memory is losing it's pazaazz, Gilbert let out a breath knowing he cant control it anyway. 'Now what to think of?... . . I wonder how fun sexy cop role-play would be?'
Letting his mind wander again, he imagined himself as a criminal hand-cuffed to a bed post in a florecent orange jump suit opened all the way, letting his body glow and breath in the moonlight coming in from a window. An officer in a black garter belt and matching corset was standing at the bottom of the bed in front of him. "Officer, officer tell me the truth. How many times can I get in trouble with you?" He asked, awarding him a smack on the hip from the riding crop the officer was holding.
"Whats your name?" The officer asked, leaning onto the bed on their hands.
Smirking he lowered his voice. "I'm ze awesome Gilbert Beilshmidt. I might let you moan it when you unlock my cuff's."
The cop crawled up the bed to straddled him, leaning close he realized the pseudo-officer was a younger man.
"I'm going to have to keep you locked up for how filthy your mind is, eh?" Shivering, Gilbert watched the other lean in for a kiss, wavy blonde hair tickled Gilbert's jaw.
BANG! the front door slammed shut.
"VERDAMMT!" Gilbert yelled, getting out of bed and walking to the top of the stair's where he met his brother, who he sent an annoyed glare at.
"Ludwig, have the judges gave you the award for cockblock yet? They need to get here soon so you can stop being one!" Noticing how tired looking his brother was, Gilbert's glare took on a little worry. Ludwig continued his way to his room, mumbling under his breath. Letting out a small huff, Gilbert went back to his bed and fell asleep. The alchohol finally winning for the night.
The next night, Gilbert went back to the same bar he saw the blonde. Looking to the back, he locked onto the blonde at the same booth as the night before. Strutting over, he placed a hand on the table and leaned down to see the blondes face better. "Name?" The only resident of the table looked up at him with large lilac blue eyes that smacked Gilbert in the face like a frying pan. Remembering the other, Gilbert realized they hooked up more than just once.
The place that he had to leave out the window. The blonde he made out with, and got beat up over because the blondes lips just looked so kissable, and he seemed so interested. Oh shit!...
Still watching the albino, the blonde started shifting to exit out the other side of booth. Standing, the blonde took a few quick steps towards the door.
Seeing the other leaving, Gilbert got a hold of his own body from the shock and grabbed the other's wrist to stop him. "Matthew!"
His hold was shaken off and he was given a glare. "If your only remembering me now, I don't think I want to see you again." Was the monotone reply he got.
Watching Matthew leave the bar, the door shut. Gilbert noticed his finger nails digging into his hand's hard enough to make them tingle. 'He can't leave like that! I wont let him!'
Slamming the door open with his body, Gilbert ignored the angry shouts from the bartender. Looking left he caught sight of short, blonde wavy hair and gave chase. Catching up to the other, Gilbert looked around for a place to talk to him alone. He grabbed Matthew's wrist again and pulled him into an alley, and a kiss. Gilbert trapped Matthew between the wall and himself, pulling away when Matthew started to respond to the kiss. Gilbert leaned forward so their foreheads were against eachother. "I want you..." The long pause worried Gilbert. "Matthew?" Looking into the lilly blue eyes Gilbert tried to decifer what the other was thinking.
Matthew's face looked down to cover the blush that was starting to spread over his face. "I don't know."
"BUT!-"
"Gilbert! I remembered your name! Is It relly that hard to remember mine?... Your going to forget, and I'm just going to be left alone!... Your going to leave me like the rest..." Matthew brought his sweater sleeve up to wipe away the tears in his eyes. "I fuck'n s-swore I w-wound'nt cry... DAMMIT!"
Not sure what to think, Gilbert watched, before just deciding to wing it. Moving to pull the other in a hug, Gilbert found the best words he could. "I don't remember you because the places we met at were to dark. I barely saw your face. I remember your body though Matthew.. I had a kinda-dream of you even."
Matthew's sobs died down, but before Matthew was still, he pushed Gilbert away looked up with guarded eye's. "If you put my cell on speed dial right now... we can go out.. but, if you forget me again, I'm letting my brother know who you are."
Replying with a grin Gilbert grabbed Matthew's hips and switched places with him. Leaning his back against the wall, he pulled Matthew against his chest and into a hot, excited kiss, he let himself get lost in. Pulling out of the kiss when he started to feel dizzy, Gilbert breathed out a a soft "wow". Enjoying how red faced and hazy eyed Matthew was.
"Y-yeah..wow.." Matthew sighed out still leaning against Gilbert, obviously dizzy too.
Trading cell numbers (Gilbert put Matthew on speed dial as agreed on) Gilbert walked Matthew to a McDonald's, his brother was picking him up at. Waving goodbye, Gilbert walked around the block to watch Matthew in secret, until his ride got there. Getting angry when he saw someone check the other out, he stayed hidden in case someone actually tried something. Seeing a truck pull up, Gilbert froze when he saw the driver of the truck Matthew got into. "Thats the guy..." he swallowed, although his throat was dry. 'That freakishly strong guy is Matthew's brother!?'
As Matthew got in his brother's truck and buckled up, they started to drive away, confusing Matthew a little. "Aren't you going to get something Alfred?"
Alfred laughed. "Mattie, I may love McDonald's but I DO eat other things.. and I want to get my abs back." Finishing his sentence in a mumble.
Matthew watched Alfred grimance and laughed until the red light they were stuck at turned green. "Thanks for letting me stay at your place until all my stuff is moved into my new one...You still want pancakes tomorrow?" Silence filled the truck the rest of the way home. Locking the truck, Alfred unlocked the front door to his two story house for them to enter.
"Every morning you make them, so I don't see why not Matt." Giving him a noogie, Alfred snickered and dissappeared up the stairs to his room.
Matthew went to the room his brother always saved for him, noticing he had a text from Gilbert. Reading it, Matthew blushed and replied deciding it was time to go to sleep.
Gilbert: You're sexy. You want to continue this Deja vu thing we have going? *wink face*
Matthew: You're pretty hot yourself Gilbert (0/./0). If you mean meeting at the same bar sure.
Gilbert: I was thinking more around one of our sleepovers, but thats awesome too. see ya this weekend Birdie. *wink face*
I was going to make this a one shot, then I was wondering if I should follow it up with a Gilbert fantasy (not telling you if it's a new one or the sexy cop). So if anyone wants one of Gilbert's bedroom fantasies to happen, just stay tuned.
Thank You for reading (hug's all around)