Once again, this isn't what I wanted. I hope you like it though.
TADA! It's not over yet! I focused on Oz more than I'd planned, so there will be three parts to this instead! I told you this thing's writing itself.
But I have a feeling Oz is reeeeaally OOC this time, he's even harder to write than Gil!
If parts of it seem a bit repetitive (because you saw them in the previous chapter), I did that on purpose(:
And if it wasn't easy to tell, the line-ruler things imply a small time-jump :)

I wanted to thank everyone who reviewed favorited part1 and put it on their little story-alert or author-alert thingies, but there's way too freaking many. So thank so much to everyone who did! But I will say special thanks to CasperKupo-, Deathgirlalexis, Audacity-cupcakE, and kyotoprincess for reviewing. I really did do a happy dance ^^

If I owned Pandora Hearts, Gil would have been forced to wear a maid outfit when they snuck into Rufus's place *snicker*
...And Oz's would have been more revealing XD So yeah, I don't own it.


"Gonna go tell Elliot! Be back in a few, Gil, love you!"

Wait…what?

Oz quickly turned around the corner of the building and skidded to a halt. He slid down the wall as he tried to figure out what had just happened.

I…just…I…
I said...

Shit. Oh shit shit shit.
That was not supposed to come out.
I was not supposed to come out.
'Love you.'
There is no way he didn't hear it, I practically yelled.
But maybe, he didn't take it -that-way, did he?
He didn't.
Did he?

Oz hadn't planned on ever telling Gil how he truly felt about him. He hadn't planned on anything at all to be frank. He'd only discovered his feelings fairly recently, and he'd actually been trying to suppress them. Because the object of his affection most likely did not return his feelings. They'd been best friends for almost their entire lives (possibly longer?), there was obviously a strong bond between them. But it was a bond of friendship and the word "friendship" has no hidden meanings or romantic connotations. As for the words "master" and "servant"...well...

Oz blushed thinking of the many ways the man could 'serve' him, but he was certain Gilbert didn't see it that way, those words held no romantic connotations for him either. Yes, if Gil only wanted to be his friend and (innocent) servant then it was best for Oz to keep his emotions bottled up.

But keeping your emotions bottled up is kind of hard when the sexiest man alive thinks it's okay to just open up your shirt to see if your seal has moved. Or when he insists on taking off his glove with his teeth just so he can touch your face with the skin of his palm (did Gil have any idea how sensual that was?). And it's especially difficult when he's trying to stop you from leaving even though you'll only be gone for just a few days. Oz hoped against hope that Gil wanted him to stay because, more than anything else, he would miss his little blonde master.

Only be gone a few days.

Why didn't he notice it before? Going alone didn't just mean Gil wouldn't be there to protect him, it meant that Gil wouldn't be there at all. For two days. Two days and three nights without Gilbert would surely take it's toll. Oz hadn't been away from him for that long since he was in the Abyss. But even when it was two days for him, it was ten years for the man who was left behind. The man who worked hard to get him back. The man who also had to sit and wait. The man who will have to sit and wait again.


And now I've gone and said it.
How could I have been so careless?
Poor guy probably has no idea what's going on.
Now I'll have to explain.
So will I try to explain it away or will I actually tell him?
Do I really want to lie to him?
Do I really want him to know the truth?


He is too handsome... there's no way he would like me back.
With his looks and that I-don't-care expression he wears so much, he could have any girl he wants!
He practically had a horde of them at my ceremony!
The girls were "Kyaa-ing" for him more than Vincent!
(more than they were kyaa-ing for Vincent and more than Vincent kyaa-ing was for Gil)

Oz shivered. From Vincent's unsettling incest? Or from a lack of Gil maybe? He preferred to assume the latter. There were no strong, sturdy arms around him; holding him, keeping him safe. Isn't it natural that he would feel cold?

"Oz!" The boy in question heard a wonderful sound and looked up in its direction. Sure enough, there was Gil. "Be back in a few, huh? You've been gone for hours."

Gil had been worried about him. That was so like him. So he poured all the mirth he could muster into his question, "Gil~Were you worried about me?"

"Tch. Of course I was." The raven held out his hand and Oz took it, remembering a time when he had held out his own hand for his companion to take. Things were so simple then, why weren't they simple anymore?

"Come on, let's go back." Gil said, making towards the building. Oz followed, looking up at someone who, come the end of this week, he wouldn't be seeing for a long, long time (that's how it seemed anyway). If they were to be separated, it only made sense for him to want to spend as much time together as they could before he left? Yes, it made perfect sense.

"Hey Gil, you wanna take a walk with me?"


Hours later Oz lay awake in his bed staring up at the ceiling. He reviewed the day as he has done every night lately. The walk had been nice; it wasn't cold at all with Gil beside him. They made their way along the perimeter of Pandora's grounds once, just taking everything in. Although he had been to Pandora plenty of times, he had never actually seen it all. Gil had pointed out everything interesting (which wasn't much) and Oz made a few comments, but aside from that, they didn't speak much. There wasn't anything to talk about, other than Oz's little slip up. Perhaps neither of them was ready to talk about that yet.

Also that day Oz had won another victory over the useless one. The blonde snickered to himself, why does Gil always fall for the same trick? It certainly never worked on anyone else. Why Gil?, he wondered. He guessed he didn't really care as long as it worked. Oz also remembered what he had to do to win his victory.

Our faces were so close...
Did I blush?
...Gil did. Why was he blushing?...?

...What if...What if Gil...?

Eventually, when Oz did fall asleep, his dreams were filled with answers to the question he left unfinished.


My sincerest apologies to Elliot Nightray, who was supposed to appear in this part. I wrote a part2 with him in it, but I didn't like it, so I wrote this instead. Sorry sweetheart, it just didn't work out.

Elliot - WTF REALLY! Why couldn't you have just put me in? Chibi said he was gonna go tell Elliot! D:
Me - I really am sorry. But this is an Ozbert fic. I wanted to focus on Ozbert.
Elliot - *bares fangs*
Me - *fangasm*