WEEEEE. I got the fourth chapter out. I would have had this out this morning but I went to a party and it got out of hand. I have been having problems over here with my parakeets Ivan, Gilbert, Alfred, and Matthew, I got two others but they don't give me any trouble which are Arthur and Luka. Ivan has been making Matthew stay away from the group and Gilbert and Alfred have been getting pissed at him for doing it and have been trying to get Matthew back, making Ivan even more pissed. I had to separate Ivan from the others and he is pretty pissed at that. Now Matthew is kept in the safety of Alfred and Gilbert following his every move and when he sleeps his protectors sleeps on either side of him. xP
Ivan: Phantom does not own Hetalia or making money off of this fanfiction. *goes find Alfred to kill him for the rest of this story*
~Canadian Slave~
The Day Out
Gilbert was not able to go to sleep last night. He finally was able to get to sleep about two in the morning and woke up at seven, dead tired. Gilbert was now in the kitchen waiting for the coffee to finish with his head pressed to the cold granite counter top. The only sounds in the house were Gilbert breathing and the coffee maker. Usually Matthew was up by now and Gilbert was getting worried about the neko.
Forgetting his coffee, Gilbert treaded up the stairs to his servant's room. By knocking Gilbert got no answer so he tried to turn the door knob only to find it locked. Gilbert banged on the door the hardest he could and still got no answer. Now Gilbert was panicking, trying to remember where he left the keys to all the doors in the house. The thought came to him that he would not be able to find them.
He banged on the door more, "Matthew!" Gilbert pressed his ear to the door to see if he could hear anything before banging again, "Matthew open up!" Shit I got to break down the damn door. He thought. Gilbert backed up to the opposite wall, took a deep breath, and slammed his shoulder into the door with all his might. He did that two more time before the door gave way. "Matthew where are you!"
Gilbert ran into the room franticly looking for the neko. When Gilbert turned his attention to the floor on the right side of the bed, there was a curled up blanket shaking. Gilbert was taking small steps towards the trembling object. He stopped about two feet from the figure and reached out.
"Don't touch me!" The figure said.
"Then tell me what's wrong, Matthew. At least let me take off the blanket." Gilbert said.
Matthew shrugged the blanket off his head, showing he was facing the wall and his ears were down, "Nothing is wrong."
Gilbert pulled Matthew's figure to him, and getting a squeak out of the boy in the process, "Something is wrong, now tell me."
Matthew just shook his head. Gilbert growled making the poor boy shake even more than he already was, if that was even possible. He grabbed the poor boy under the armpits set him on the bed before pushing Matthew into the bed. Gilbert's expression softened when he saw Matthew's wide eyes and tear stained cheeks.
Gilbert stood on the side of the bed looking at the smaller in the fetal position, "Mattie, I didn't mean it. I'm sorry."
Matthew did not give an answer; he just crawled over to Gilbert and started fumbling with his pants button. When Matthew got Gilbert's pants open he grabbed the boxers too and started pulling them down. Gilbert's eyes went wide once he knew want Matthew was doing and he rapidly grabbed his hands to stop him.
"Matthew Williams, what do you think you are doing?" Gilbert's voice was stern.
Oh no. I upset my master, what am I supposed to do now. Matthew thought.
Gilbert started to panic once again now that Matthew was shaking and crying again. The papers on Matthew came to Gilbert's mind. That had said Matthew's first master had him trained for pleasure.
He probably thought I was mad at him and was trying to make up for it. Damn his last owners were fucked up. Gilbert thought.
Matthew opened his mouth, "I…I…" He closed his mouth once again.
One of Gilbert's hands grabbed Matthew's jaw and made him look up "Matthew, I'm not mad. I'm also not like your past owners, so don't do what you did to them on me." With that said Matthew's hands released the hem of Gilbert's pants and sat back on his calves and looked down.
Gilbert fixed his pants. The look on Matthew's face was enough to make the hardest heart melt, hell melt Ludwig's heart. Gilbert did something himself nor Matthew would have expected, his arms went out, hooked Matthew under his armpits and pulled him close like a small child. Involuntary Matthew wrapped his legs and arms around Gilbert's waist and neck, like how a child would to its mother. Gilbert repositioned Matthew so he was on his hip and could hold him with one arm and the other to help him get downstairs.
He's lighter than I expected. Gilbert thought.
Gilbert carried the boy downstairs and deposited him on the couch. Gilbert had to assure him that he would be right back. He ran upstairs back into Matthew's room to get him some day clothes. Digging through the closet, Gilbert decided on a pair of ripped at the knee blue jeans, a shirt that looked like Canada's flag, a pair of red converse, a black beanie, and a simple black jacket. Gilbert went down stairs to see that Matthew was curled up by the arm rest.
"Take me back." Matthew stated
"Back where?" Gilbert was confused by what the boy said.
"To the auction house, I don't deserve it."
Gilbert raised an eyebrow, "Why is that?"
"I've made you mad. I don't deserve your kindness."
Gilbert rubbed Matthew's head and threw the clothes at him, "Get dressed we're going out."
Matthew looked at Gilbert and blinked in confusion.
"You have been stuck in this house in a while. Even if I show you the town I know you won't run away. Now get dressed, I am going get dressed myself and call the car." Gilbert said before ascending the stairs.
Matthew was alone once again. He made sure the windows were closed before stripping to his boxers. Matthews sighed while tugging on the pants followed by the shirt with the maple leaf on it.
Maybe he is not going to get rid of me. If I was him I would, I bring nothing but trouble. Matthew thought with another sigh and began to tie his shoes.
"Okay we might have a problem." Gilbert said scaring Matthew.
Gilbert was standing before him in a tight black shirt and baggy blue jeans. Matthew just looked up at the man and blinked, his eyes were practically saying 'why'.
"Your tail will still show. I know," Gilbert grabbed the bottom of Matthew shirt and pulled it up in one swift movement, "Wrap it around your waist."
Matthew did as he was told, "What about my ears, though."
Gilbert grabbed the beanie that was lying on the couch, "Put your ears down." Matthew complied and winced as the cloth pushed down on his ears. "Just endure it for today alright. You look like a normal person now." Matthew smiled. "Keep that smile on; you look better when you smile. Now come on the car is waiting."
Matthew grabbed his jacket and waited for Gilbert to retrieve his from the closet. Gilbert dragged Matthew to the black Rolls Royce by his hand. Matthew watched the city went by through the window. Gilbert laughed at Matthew's expression as they went by the casinos and bright bars.
"Like what you see." Gilbert giggled.
"I was always in the country with one of my old masters and was never allowed into the city, this is kind of new to me."
"Mr. Beilschmidt, we are here." The driver said.
Gilbert got out behind Matthew, "This is the French Quarter. I like it here because there are so many stands and stores here. There is always something new here and old things never get old. It's not tourist season yet so it not as crowded as it could be." He grabbed Matthew's hand. "Come on I'll show you around."
Gilbert took Matthew all around the major parts of the city. They went in through almost all the shops lining the streets. They only took a few breaks out of the whole trip, which had Matthew pretty winded but seeing the shops and all the things they had made him forget about it. Halfway through their trip landed them in front of the Aquarium of the Americas. Matthew went wide eyes as he looked up to see all the parakeets flying around, letting go of Gilbert's hand.
"How about I'll take you there one day? It's pretty fun in there." Gilbert asked.
Matthew just looked up at Gilbert and smiled, "Yeah."
Gilbert felt a blush creep over his face, "Let's go to The Riverwalk."
"Alright, it sounds like fun" Matthew grabbed Gilbert's hand once again.
Gilbert did not have to drag Matthew because the boy stayed right by his side. Matthew had a small smile on his face as he walked along Gilbert's side, even though the hat irradiated his ears. A big building appeared in front of the duo. Matthew just gawked at the size while Gilbert just stared at Matthew's expression.
Gilbert gave a tug on the hand he was holding, "You just going to stand there or you going to come inside. It's warmer then out here."
Matthew gave Gilbert another smile, a true happy smile. Gilbert tried to keep his normal pale face but could not and ended up light red. It ended up with Matthew dragging a red faced Gilbert through the doors. Matthew was in wow when he saw the inside of the shopping mall. As Gilbert walked through the mall Matthew was holding his hand and was connected to his hip the whole time. He led Matthew to any shop he wanted to go in if he pointed to it.
"Matthew, you want a cameral apple." Gilbert asked when they were seated.
Matthew just tilted his head.
"You're trying one. Stay right here and don't talk to anyone." Gilbert said pointing to the bench.
Matthew nodded as he watched Gilbert walk away over his shoulder. Now he left alone and vulnerable. A cold chill went through Matthew's spine and he felt like he was being watched. People would look his way then then look away but this was a constant feeling.
Where's Gilbert. Matthew thought fumbling with his fingers.
A tap on his shoulder made him jump about a foot in the air.
"You okay Matthew. You don't look alright." Gilbert said sitting down next to Matthew.
"I got a bad feeling." Matthew took the precut cameral apple that Gilbert was handing him.
"Well let's go look at other stores. I want to take you to some other places." Gilbert said grabbing Matthew's free hand and pulling him to the escalator.
Matthew took his hand back, earning a confusing look from Gilbert, to eat his snack. One particular store caught Matthew's attention. There was a stuffed polar bear in the window that made Matthew stop in his tracks. Gilbert stopped when he did not feel the nekos presence next to him.
"Matthew!" Gilbert looked around then caught blond hair in the corner of his eye. "Jeez Matthew don't scare me like that." Gilbert said walking to the boy.
"Sorry," His attention turned back to the bear in the window, "I didn't mean to do it, eh." Matthew slapped his hand over his mouth with his accent slipped.
"That was cute." Gilbert beamed.
"No it wasn't, it's weird." Matthew said looking away with a blush.
"Wait here."
"Alright, I won't move." Matthew promised.
Just as Gilbert walked into the store the feeling of being watched came back in full blast. Matthew did not like the cold chill that ran down his spine. He looked around but did not see anyone or anything looking at him for a long period of time. In the corner of his left eye he saw a mess of blond hair with a weird cowlick sticking up. Now Matthew started panicking, his body was involuntary shaking.
"Matthew, there is something wrong isn't there." Gilbert said reappearing out of the store.
"I feel like I'm being watched." Matthew confessed. "I didn't want it to mess with our day out."
"Let's get out of here and go to the other places." Matthew nodded. "I got a question Matthew." Gilbert asked ask they were making their way out the shopping mall.
"What is it?" Matthew looked up.
"How would you feel about getting a piercing?"
Matthew's eyes went wide, "W-why?"
"Just on your human ear, just one, that's all I ask, as a sign that you are mine." Gilbert said, not trying to scare the boy.
"Wouldn't it look better if both were done and not just one?" Matthew asked.
"So you're willing to do it." Gilbert was shocked.
"I guess."
Gilbert beamed and threw his arm over Matthew's shoulders, "If you're good I got a treat for you afterwards."
~Canadian Slave~
Alfred was watching Matthew the whole time he was in The Riverwalk, staying in the shadows or behind a group to move. He did not like it one bit how the albino was treating his pet.
Matthew knows he is being watched. He thought when he spotted Matthew sitting on the bench, alone. But he does not know where from. Why does that boy have to be so damn smart?
He was about to make his move but the damn red eyed bastard came back in the nick of time. Alfred was getting pissed at the albino for just for being near his pet. His targets were on the move so Alfred used the shadows and other people to get as close as he could without Matthew spotted him. Alfred was going into the hallways and out the corner he saw Matthew catch a glimpse of him moving.
If he saw me, I have nothing to worry about. Alfred thought just as he saw them going back towards the exit.
Like usual Alfred followed them, watching his pet's every move like a student studies for a test. He knew his biggest obstacle would be the albino. Alfred had done a background check on the man but did not find much but what he did know was that if his two buddies were in town they would go drinking to oblivion and that would be his chance to strike.
Alfred exited the shopping mall after he knew he would not be spotted by the duo. He made his way to the Saint Louis Cathedral, to pray. Hell, he maybe a mafia boss but he still had his Christian roots. He knew kidnapping was wrong but it was necessary to get Matthew away from that demon spawn. His head started to come up with a plan.
~Canadian Slave~
Gilbert and Matthew were almost back at the French Quarter. Matthew was clutching the polar bear he saw back at the shop with his left arm and holding Gilbert's hand with his right. His ears throbbed but he was told that it was normal because the ears went through trauma. He had to clean his ears with cleaner every night to fight off any infections.
"Still hurts Matthew?" Gilbert asked.
"It's just light throbbing now; it only hurts when they are touched." Matthew answered.
"I got another treat for you."
"You're being too kind to me. I don't know what I did to deserve it."
"You have been working hard, you deserve something nice."
Matthew hugged the bear to his chest, "I already got the bear and a kind master, I couldn't ask for more."
Gilbert blushed at what Matthew said about him being kind. "You know nothing about me Matthew but you still say I'm kind."
"To me you are. You treat me different than my other owners." Matthew's hand, with the bear in it, touched his throat where the collar always used to be. "I have always had a collar on me making me a slave to whoever owned me. You were the first one who took it off. For once in my life I didn't feel like I was owned, I almost felt free though I know I still owned and I will be my whole life, if not by you then by someone else."
Gilbert looked at Matthew dumbfounded, let go of his hand, turned around and grabbed Matthew's jaw to make Matthew look him in the eye. "Matthew, I'm not letting go of you not now or ever. So get use to me being your master and having some freedom."
Matthew could only blush, "A-alright."
Gilbert just smiled before releasing Matthew's jaw and grabbing his hand, "We're almost there."
Within five minutes they were right in front of Café Du Monde. It took about another two minutes to find a cleared table and sat side by side, so their shoulders were almost touching. Within a minute the waiter came by to take their order. Matthew was baffled about that Gilbert ordered, he side something about four orders of beignets and two orders of Au Lait. Matthew knew they were in for a wait with all the people.
"This place is famous for their beignets and Au Lait. They get them out as fast as they can, with the demand being so high." Gilbert commented.
"What are 'beignets' and 'Au Lait'?" Matthew asked.
"Uh, see what that man is carrying." Gilbert said pointing to the man passing them with a tray with something on it. "Beignets are pieces of fried dough covered in lots powdered sugar. Au Lait is basically the kind of coffee this place uses that is commercially sold. Don't worry it's good, I love it here."
"I trust you on this." Matthew said with a pout.
"Stop with the pouting, you look too cute like that. I don't want other people trying to get a hold of you."
"You care about me, eh." Matthew let his accent slip on purpose.
"Don't use that on me, Matthew."
"What am I doing?" Matthew tilted his head looking at Gilbert.
Gilbert let out a growl in his throat, grabbed Matthew by the jaw and slammed his lips in Matthew. "Don't use your accent on me. You might end up getting yourself in a sticky situation you can't and probably won't want to get yourself out." He whispered against Matthew lips once they broke apart.
The blush of Matthew's face extended from ear to ear. His pulled himself out of Gilbert's grasp and looked down at the bear in his lap. Gilbert now wondered if he should not have done that. A pregnant silence was between the two men. Soon the waiter brought the order and set it down.
Gilbert pushed a cup of coffee and a plate of beignets in front of Matthew, "See if you like them, you got another plate but see if you like them first. Give me the bear; I'm going to put him back in the bag so he won't get dirty."
Matthew handed over the bear without question and just stared at the food in front of him. He did not know how to even start to eat it. He looked over to Gilbert to see that he had already demolished his first one and was going onto his second. Matthew picked up the beignet by the corner and bite into it, to say he loved it was an understatement.
Gilbert looked over at Matthew to see he was enjoying himself. On a closer inspection Gilbert finally noticed Matthew's elongated canines in his mouth. Gilbert's mind started to wonder, as he was taking a sip of his coffee no less, to what Matthew could do with that little mouth of his even with those teeth. All of a sudden he started chocking on his coffee once he noticed what he was thinking about.
Matthew's attention went over to his master who was coughing wildly. He started to pat Gilbert's back. Soon Gilbert was able to breathe air in again. Gilbert's eyes wondered over to the boy who stopped patting his back with wide lavender eyes. Once his eyes locked with Matthew's, a blush quickly covered Gilbert's face and he turned away.
The rest of the meal was eaten in relative quiet. Matthew had finished his coffee and two plates of beignets. The waiter came with the bill and Gilbert put twenty dollars on the bill holder. Matthew really wanted to move his tail and ears but he could not blow his cover.
"I going to the bathroom, through it might take a while okay." Gilbert said getting up from the table.
"Alright, just don't forget about me." Matthew said pulling his bear out of his bag.
As Gilbert left, Matthew got the feeling of being watched again. If felt worse than before, almost if it was right behind him. Matthew's mind started to think back to Gilbert and how he was eating. He started to play with the extra sugar in his plate with the spoon. Matthew looked lost in thought and had a glazed look in his eyes as he thought about Gilbert. The way he moves, the way he talks, how his body would press down. Matthew's thought was interrupted by someone breathing down his neck.
"Long time, no see, Matthew," A voice said behind him.
Matthew swung around so fast, "Alfred."
Canadian Slave~
A/N: Damn you Alfred. Shit is about to go down. OK one lucky reviewer will get a Hetalia story written for them because I feel with all the support I get from all of ya'll I want to give something back. So the lucky reviewer will get a Hetalia story written for then with they favorite yaoi or hetro couple, no yuri I not familiar with it, with their plot it could be a one-shot or chapter story.
Ivan: The rules are simple: 1) You can only post one review per chapter, we will check, 2) It has to be about the story, 3) Feel free to bash on the characters and feel sorry for Matthew, 4) The special reviewer number will be kept a secret but the name of the winner will not unless the winner wants it to be. If any of those rules are broken I will beat you with my pipe.
Oh I'm thinking about writing another about a piano prodigy, violin prodigy, and a saxophone player. I am thinking about using Alfred, Arthur, and Francis for this one and making it a love triangle. Feel free to give me other ideas for any other characters that would work for this idea cause it is still a work in progress. Hey Ivan you caught Alfred yet.
Ivan: No, why?
I saw him running towards the pantry
Ivan: *grabs pipe* I will be right back
Okay thank you for reading this A/N and good luck for the lucky reviewer now I got to go stop Ivan from getting blood in my kitchen. Good luck