Chapter 2: Awkward thinking (CAN POV)

This has to be the most awkward thing an angel has ever done. I'm living with my crush and relying on him for pretty much everything until a healer can come. And knowing the healers the only ones that could possibly come are ones who will let me never forget this. Well Feli might but not Lovina, though neither of them can come for at least two weeks since they have their own jobs to worry about.

"Mattie? Can I come in?" Speak of the devil. Well not literally that's not a good idea for an angel but still.

"Gil it's your room just come in." It is his room. I'm currently sprawled across his bed. I barely moved from where he dropped me last night. It hurt to move but if I really needed to I could still kick some ass. Which I may have to do so Gil can forget that stupid bet he made with Amy.

"Yea well…" Gil said opening the door. God you slept on the couch, how can you look that good? His hair looked disheveled and his clothes were wrinkled from sleeping in them but he still looked fucking hot.

"It's ok Gil" I said rolling my eyes. Honestly just come in and leave so I can wallow in self pity.

"I just need to grab some clothes." He said going to his closet quick to do just that without looking at me. Then on his way out he glanced at me and froze.

"God Birdie…" he stared at me.

"what?" I know I was bruised up pretty bad but did I look that bad?

"You're beautiful…" he said in complete awe. I'm sure I blushed but before I could say anything else he ran out of the room. Maybe it's just my wings. I mean how often do you see an angel?

"Thanks…" Even if it was just him surprised by my wings it meant a lot. Most people only see Amelia or "Amy". Arthur refuses to call her that but everyone else does.

Now what to do? I can't really bear to move much but sitting here staring at the wall doesn't help pass the time. And if I'm not careful I might start thinking… Well there's nothing else to do…

Gilbert… He's handsome and kind and sweet and he noticed me! I mean sure it's not like I'm completely ignored by people but they generally don't really care. As awkward as it is I'm glad I landed on Gilbert. If I had landed on anyone else they probably would have taken me to the hospital which would be all kinds of bad. And he was more than just handsome. With his silvery white hair and ruby eyes and he's the only person I've ever met who's paler than me. Not to mention how crazy he is! He and his two friends Antonio and Francis make up the Bad Friends* Trio. They always play the best pranks and have so much fun. I wish I could me that loud or that confident.

Since moving here I haven't been able to make many friends. There's Amy, but she's my sister, Eli, the only girl I've met who didn't judge me for wearing hoodies constantly, and Rodrich, a talented musician. As far as I can tell Eli, Rodrich, and Gilbert were friends when they were little and stayed pretty close, but more recently it's been awkward for Gil since Rodrich and Eli are engaged. Weird but it is their senior year. I'm a junior. So is Gil and Ivan and of course Amy. Gil got held back a year for some stupid prank involving the teacher lounge and balloons.

Of course considering where I moved here from it's not surprising I've had a hard time. I'm, like all angels, from heaven. I was born there and then sent to earth to earn my place. Usually I would grow up with my partner but something got mixed up so my partner in crime Amelia Jones got sent to New York while I, Mattiline Williams, was sent to Quebec. That's where Amy met Arthur Kirkland. He's four years older than her and kinda helped to raise her when her foster parents dumped her on the streets at ten. Then one day I got in contact with Amy and we had to move so we could work together to earn our places in heaven like we were supposed to. Arthur was heartbroken at losing his "sister" but made sure she got to San Francisco safely. He even set her up with an apartment. Sadly that apartment wouldn't allow big dogs so I had to find a different one.

I think it's good that she moved here. It helped her come to terms with her feeling towards Arthur. She loves him as more than a brother, way more. Still Arthur doesn't want to come to terms but even Amy can tell he loves her at least as a sister. That's probably why three years after Amy moved here, he followed. Of course he had the excuse of finally finding a good school for vets. That probably means he was the one who set my wings, great…

It's more than awkward for someone I hardly know to touch my wings. I would rather Gil to…wait did I really just thank that!? I mean it's like super sexual to touch them! With Arthur he was helping me not trying anything so I understand that. I won't hold it against him. But do I like Gil that much?

"Nope I'm too tired to go there" I said trying to go back to sleep.

*!i!PruCan!i!* (GIL POV)

God did I really say that out loud? I mean I've thought that since I first saw her. With her cute shy smile and that pale honey hair that always falls in her eyes so she can't see and that random curl, that I'm really tempted to pull, and those violet lavender eyes, it's like she can't make up her mind what colour they are, and the way she is so nice even though people are asses to her. Let's not even get me started on her ass…

"She's an angel for fucks sake! It's probably a sin to think like that!" I said banging my head on the mirror in the bathroom. I changed into some lose jeans and a MCR* shirt. I grabbed my manly pink jacket of manliness and wrote her a note saying I was going on a walk. I needed to clear my head.

"Be back later!" I yelled leaving the apartment and heading to my secret place*. Ok it wasn't very secret since its public property but I'm the only one who ever found it.

After a few minutes of walking I reached the creek and carefully crossed it jumping stone to stone. I followed what looked like a deer path for another minute or so before reaching it. My tree. It was just a tree that had fallen down a couple years ago in a nasty storm. For some reason it hadn't died and even though it was at a 45 degree angle it still was growing. New leaves gave it the feeling of some kind of canopy. I had brought blankets and rope to make a sort of hammock under it. Before I got the apartment this was my home. I still kept it clean enough that if I ever needed to I could come here.

"Gilbird!" I called for my pet. Normally it would be at the house but sometimes it went on little adventures in the woods and wouldn't come home until it got really hungry. Bit like me really…

"There you are" I said letting him land on my head. He looked more like a little yellow chick but I know he's full grown. I've had him for four years now. Since I first ran away…

My father loved me a great deal. He loved my brother too. The only problem was cancer wormed his way into his heart, literally. He left me at fourteen and Ludwig at thirteen parent-less. We got bounced around the foster system for a couple months before I finally convinced Ludwig to run away with me. If we wanted to stay together it was the only way. We slept in alleyways and gutters for almost a year. Then I signed us up for high school. We both passed the entrance exam and soon found friends. Then a year ago he took a test for an "awesome" private school. If he aced it then he could go for free. And of course him being my awesome brother he didn't miss a single question. Sadly it left me living alone barely covering rent with my part-time job but it wasn't any different than before. Just a little more empty.

That's why Gilbird meant so much to me. He was the last thing my father gave me before life took over.

"What a great job at clearing my head" I said crawling into the hammock. Gilbird made himself comfortable in my mess of hair.

"Maybe I should think about something more recent…" like Mattie landing on me. The way she had tumbled angel or not it's a miracle she's alive. God the way her ponytail flowed behind her as she fell towards me. I had just hung up on Ludwig telling him that "no coming home for Christmas would not be a hassle and you better be there." I didn't even have a second to react. She fell on me and was bleeding. Of course that's not what really bothered me at first. It was the way she had landed. She was on top of me with her legs on either side of me and her head on my chest. I got up quickly and held her in my lap but god…

"Yup defiantly a sin jack ass" I said leaning back. But I couldn't help it. She's just so gorgeous and she doesn't even know it. Amelia is just as pretty but she at least has an idea. Mattie is completely clueless. It leaves me wondering how clueless she is…

"Stop thinking that it has to be wrong" I said facepalming. "She doesn't even like me that way. We're just friends."

Then of course that little annoying voice in my head said 'but she didn't protest to staying with you'

"Of course she didn't she didn't have any other choice!" This is why I come here most people would think I'm crazy. In reality I just need to say what I think. If I don't I focus on it and don't get anything done.

"Maybe coming here wasn't such a good idea…" Yea I should probably get back and see if Mattie needs anything. After all she hasn't eaten since yesterday and it was almost noon.

*!i!PruCan!i!* (CAN POV)

"Ow! Ow! fucking Ow!" I said standing up. Seriously it fucking hurt. I did a quick mental inventory of my injuries. My left wing was defiantly broken and the right one felt bruised and battered but functional. My right ankle was twisted but if I limped I could kinda walk. Then there was the bruising. I felt like my entire upper body was bruised when the shadow hands grabbed me.

"Well I'm alive at least" I said grimly. Yea of course I'm alive the only way I could have died is if the stupid demon ripped my wings off and tore out my heart. It was way too weak for that to be a possibility.

"Gilbert?" I may be injured but I'm also hungry. And it would be nice to maybe get some clothes of my own.

"Gilbert?" I said walking into the kitchen. He wasn't there but a note on the table said 'Just went for a walk Birdie! Don't worry be back before you can say Awesome!'

"I doubt that" I said rolling my eyes and sitting down. Maybe I could make some pancakes…

*!i!PruCan!i!* (GIL POV)

I walked up to my apartment and almost had a heart attack when I saw Mattie in my kitchen. She was wearing skinny jeans from yesterday and my shirt. Except she had cut holes in it for her wings. One had bandages wrapped around it and the other's feathers looked ruffled but she was still, for lack of words, angelic.

"Hey Birdie what you doing?" I asked walking towards her. She jumped about a foot in the air at hearing me.

"Oh Gilbert! I'm uh making pancakes." She said gesturing to the pan and batter.

"Yum! But are you sure it's a good idea to be up and moving?" Seriously yesterday you almost die and the next you're making pancakes?! Wtf!?

"I'm sure. Besides I was hungry." She rolled her eyes. I like this sassy Canadian.

"You could have just asked me." I said taking the flipper thing and making her move over.

"You weren't here!" was she pouting? Cuz that's fucking cute.

"Oh well yea but still…" what do I say 'sorry I left you alone when I thought you could hardly move'

"Just let me make the pancakes." She actually had the audacity to push me out of the way! Yup I fucking love sassy her.

"Fine then!" I said sitting at the table admiring her figure. That's probably a sin idiot. Stop thinking those bad bad thoughts.

"There!" she said quickly turning and placing a small mountain of pancakes on the table. She grabbed the maple and attacked it with the delicious stuff.

"Hesh Mattie! You're drowning them!" I laughed.

"Good I like my pancakes dead!" she laughed back.

"Ok then but you are so sharing this. No way can you eat this much! I don't care if you're related to Amy the burger queen!" Seriously that small mountain was still a mountain.

"Of course mon amour secret!" she giggled handing me a fork and knife.

"my what?" me no French.

"Nothing!" she said a little too quickly. And she was blushing.

"Ok…" fine then I'll just ask Francis later.

*!i!PruCan!i!* (CAN POV)

Why the fuck did I say that!? 'my secret love' thank god he doesn't speak French!

"These are really good!" he said stuffing his face. I couldn't help but laugh. I'm an amazing cook when I want to be.

"Don't eat all of them! I want some!" I made them I should get some too!

"Then take them before I eat them all!" he said slowing down.

Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. Awkward. Sure as hell it will be awkward. But maybe, just maybe, it might be good.

*!i!PruCan!i!*

*the translation in the last chapter should be brat but google translate so...

*friends was less awkward and as much as i love awkward i have a little too much in this fic

*The place Gil describes is real. Well it used to be the city decided to kill the tree since it crossed over a creek. It was a sanctuary for me and I still like to go to the clearing where it was and just think.

So what you guys think? My first real mutichapter fic! And it totally didn't take me like five times to get this posted! Ok so it mentions a dog and (SPOILERS!) that's . I totally spelled that right...idk really... But he is going to be a adorable samoyed that doesn't really like Gil. And I'm sorry if this wasn't as good. I didn't like it nearly as much as the first one but meh. As always I don't own anything! Not even this computer! Please review and follow and fav you know the regular stuff!

Hasta La Pasta~

(Also for a prize fic if anyone can name three of my otps they win a fic! {durdurdur} So as a hint no ScUk and FrUk are not my otps. At least two have been mentioned here and the characters for another. Good luck!)

*England's demon summoning song starts to play*

-Red