You guys have no idea how much I love you. Seriously. In fact you all motivated me to publish the second chapter earlier than I expected. Like, much earlier. Hugs go to you all, and kisses for my people that gave me alerts and favorites and reviews. When i opened my inbox on Saturday my cousin's jaw dropped and I started doing a happy flailing motion. But enough of that, you don't care.

P.S. That thing about the change in style? By that I meant there would be a little talking.

Disclamer: (I forgot to put this in the first chapter, my bad) I do not own Hetalia, but I would like to, very much.

"Alright Gilbert just put the note in his locker like you've done before" The nervous boy spoke to himself in very quiet tones despite being the only one in the hall. "You snuck out of class for this, not that that really matters," He paused and slightly tilted his head to the side as he considered what he said, "Okay.." he mentally prepared himself and put the folded up note to the vent-hole-thingy.

Then the bell rang.

"Fuu-"He paused the note in in surprise mentally whining at how it got a little bent up as he pressed his back to the locker and opened his eyes wide in a convict-in-an-old-movie-that-just-got-spotted sort of way then he blinked and ran away.


Matthew came out of his class and went straight to his locker sighing, which meant it had been a good day by the way, normally he didn't even justify the day with a sigh.

The reason for the day being so good was that he had been given only a few weird looks from the meaner of people because his brother was actually awake today and would notice if his only brother was being harassed. Unfortunately his brother, however an excellent bully stopping device he may be, was just a tiny bit annoying. The name calling on the way home will almost be better than if he would walk home with his brother. Almost.

He opened his locker and the hastily shoved in note almost fell to the floor, but he swooped down and caught it with reflexes born of having to fight for the remote with his family.

Matt almost opened the note in his haste to see it but then decided he didn't have time before other people would come by his locker so he put it between books and scurried away with his backpack to find a less occupied place to pack up.


Gilbert paced back and forth, and back and forth. What if he decided to skip his locker today and didn't get the note? What if he rejected him? What if he doesn't want to even be his friend anymore? He went back and forth…


Matthew packed up everything and more or less hid himself in an empty hallway close to the teachers work room, just in case you know? He opened the paper expecting another drawing but instead it was a note in the sense that it actually had words.

'I have been waiting for a long time to tell my feelings Birdie. It's just not fun being alone anymore, would you like to be alone with me?'

That had been all the paper had said, there was another polar bear at the bottom and sitting on its head was a bird. It reminded him of Gilbird actually. And speaking of things with Gil in the name, he had someone to go meet. Matt grinned; he had been hoping for this, he dashed off after putting the note safely into his hoodie's pocket.

He slowed down before going outside, calmly walking down the sidewalk to look no different from normal. It was a walk that said 'look here, or actually don't, nothing off at all' as he went on his way.


Gilbert wasn't worried, that's what he told himself anyway while he was playing with his phone. He had been alone before, he could do it again. Wait, why was he jumping to conclusions? School just got out about a half hour ago. Twenty-eight minutes to be close, twenty-eight minutes and forty-two seconds. He forced himself to stop thinking about time and to just admire the day, the sun, the budding leaves, and the reviving grass.

Twenty- nine minutes and thirteen seconds.

Shut up, me…


Matthew had been getting close to the bench, he didn't think he would have taken this long to get here and he hoped he hadn't taken too long. His legs sped up without his mind's permission but he didn't care too much. He had to talk to see him in person.

When he had reached the place Gilbert was looking the other way, perfect. He casually walked up looking at the sky, hands in his hoodie pockets. Then he looked at Gilbert as Gilbert looked at him.

"Hi"

"Guten Tag, Birdie" Gil decided to copy Matthew and play it cool. But there were beads of sweat running down his back and starting up on his forehead. Birdie had a small smile on his face and his eyes were half lidded and observing. Gilbert felt his mouth go dry and he waited for the other to make the first move be it rejection or… otherwise.

And what a first move did he make, closing his eyes he made a sort of shrug as if there was no big deal to be made out of the situation, and then he leaned down and planted a peck on Gilbert's lips. Gil did a comical blink and made an 'oh' shape with his mouth.

"Come on now, I accept your note and that's all you do?" Matthew made a fake sort of pout to make his boyfriend focus on the present. Yes that did sound good now didn't it? Boyfriend, boy~friend, it rolled of his mind quite easily.

In response to Matthew's wakeup call he sprang to his feet and planted a big kiss on his lips while spinning around in a circle that could rival that of the ballet dancers in Ivan's homeland. He pulled back and their grinning faces were identical.

"So," Matthew began, "I didn't know you could draw. So do you have a secret notebook or do you draw only for me?" He grinned at his boyfriend; yes he loved that word a lot… And his grin grew even bigger when Gilbert pulled him down to the table and his books eagerly showing him the notebook cleverly disguised as a math notebook.

They sat there and talked long after they had nothing more to talk about and after the sun had gone down. Then they departed for the night, reluctantly letting go of the other's hand and thanking whoever is up there that it was too late for the people that would normally taunt them to be out.

The chapter's ending fails, I know.

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