AN: well, here's chappie 4. DAMMIT, the DVD should hurry up and come already. I wanna watch it... oh yeah, and I forgot to wish Prussia a happy birthday on Jan. 18th... need to do that sooner or later... and apparently... the word count of the website is... 4000 off from the real number... 400 more.
Thank you nemiah, yukidaru, and BeerxxWinexxRumxxHamburger for reviewing~ less than three, less than three~
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Thinking about it, Matthew never did thought about going out with Gilbert in the first place. He never thought that he would, um, have the reason to, yeah, that sounds right.
All he really did was... thought about the possibilities...
And during those thoughts of... possibilities, he would sometimes (constantly) throw in some thoughts concerning his own... sexual orientation.
'cause he didn't really think that he was gay.
But why would his heart speed up at the sight of the albino? Why would it feel so... nice when that obnoxious man was around? Why? Why...
He was only gay for Gilbert, wasn't he?
The Prussian couldn't have been gay, no, he was looker, and humans (of any gender) (yes, there's more than two types of genders) have always flocked after him, despite his... personal differences. They didn't know whom he actually is, but that didn't stop them.
So Matthew just kept things that way. They were best friends, nothing more.
But that whole conversation online... what's with Gilbert asking him out? Gilbert...couldn't possibly... like him, right?
Right?
...But if he did, why does it feel so... weird inside? Why did everyone else get to know that Gil asked him out before him? Why does it feel so... crummy, knowing of nothing that's going on? Would Gil not asked him out if he wasn't dared? Why does it feel like he was being treated as... something that people could just include in their games? Despite of what was online... was it too good to be true?
... Must be...
Francis was pissed.
Yeah, very pissed.
Because for one thing, the whole dare that he had planned for Gilbert turned out way differently then what he had planned.
... And on the second thought, Matthew was in confusion. THAT WAS NOT SUPPOSE TO HAPPEN.
So now he was standing in front of the albino's room and banging on his door, fuming while muttering under his breath in French as he waited for that Prussian to wake up.
And probably getting ready to fly-tackle that albino bastard as soon as he opened the door...
BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, smoosh...
...
"AH! What the fuck, Franny!" the was-sleepy-looking Prussian gave the Frenchman a glare as the angry Francis stood there with his arms crossed, and then gave a crack of his neck as he gave France a quizzical look.
"Seriously, why did you even bother waking me up if you're not even gonna tal- AHHAHAHAHHHHH!"
Ah... and... there he goes...
"Yo, you're Matthew, right?"
The Canadian gave a slight jump as he felt a hand clamp down upon his shoulder, and reflexively swung his hockey stick full-force at the person who has their hand on his shoul-
Oh... it's just Matthias... wa-wa-wait, Denmark?
...
SHIT!
"OW! What the fuck do you think you're doing swing that fuckin' stick around like that!" The Dane yelped (very manly, for your information) and clutched his swelling face as Canada tried to stutter out an apology at the now-cussing Denmark.
"I-I'm sorry! Sor-"
"Ugh, nevermind... there's something I need to talk to you about." Matthias groaned as he slapped a hand over the Canadian's mouth and gave a loud sigh as the muffled words of Matthew tried to worm their way out of his grasp.
"About you and that fucked up asshole..." he began, and Matthew gave him a quizzical look, cutting off the Dane's sentence.
...
"Ugh, fine, Prussia, you know?" Denmark made a disgusted face as he grumbled those words, and Canada gave him a hesitated look before nodding, prodding him to go on.
"Well, sinced he asked you ou- OW!"
Oh, that must've hurt... Canada just bit him... ew...
Um, okay, back on topic...
"I... hadn't known about it... and... I didn't get a chance to... um... tell him my a-answer..." The Canadian blushed as he quickly responded, but his words got close to mumbling as he kepted on talking. Matthias gave a cock of his head before widening his eyes, and then...
He gave a huge smirk and smacked at Canada's shoulder, making the American nation choke on his own spit and start a hacking cough. Matthew gave Denmark another confused look as the Nordic nation sprouted a huge grin, and Matthias gave his own hacking laugh before responding to that confused expression on Canada's face.
"Okay, okay, then pretend I didn't say anything, yeah, you'll understand later~" he snickered along with a amused tone, "Oh yeah, if you see Yong Soo, tell me. Haven't been able to find that idiot since this morning. 'Kay?"
And, with that, the Nordic nation walked off (still snickering), and left Matthew in a heap on the ground.
Still confused.
WTF...
"WHAT THE FLYING FUCK WAS THAT FOR!"
One very pissed off Gilbert and one pretty satisfied Frenchman sitting in a room...
"Well, mon cher, not much compared to what you did to me last time, if you'll remember... I'll pay you back for that soon... BUT... this it's for you not keeping your side of the dare, unless you would like me to do it in place of you, but I dorequire payme-"
"No thanks. Aaannnnddd, before you go onto one of your bitch-rants, I did do my part. You only said to ask him out, not that he has to KNOW if he got asked out or not." Gilbert interrupted the Frenchman with an annoyed tone and Francis looked at him with a relaxed expression, totally different than what Gilbert was acting like right now.
"But, despite what I just said, that wasn't why i decided to come and talk to you, cher. Do you know what you could've possibly done to Matthieu?" France's tone turned from relaxedto downright serious, ans Gilbert took an involuntary step back at the sudden mood change in the Frenchman.
"No... why you getting so worked up over something like this? I'll just go tell him properly later, gott, if you're going to b-"
"That isn't what I'm talking about." Francis said, and Gil half-heartedly raised his hands in front of him as the Frenchman made his way over to the albino.
"Seriously, don't go all unawesome on me. Gott, chill." he responded with a annoyed sigh, and Francis gave him a narrowing of his eyes before responding to that comment.
"Gil, listen. Do you know what Matthieu might be feeling like right now? Used. Yes, i know it might not seem so obvious to you, but Matthieu loves you too. And after denying himself for such a long time, and suddenly having everyone know that you 'asked him out' even though he had no idea what was going on, I doubt he would like it much. Originally he was suppose to be the first one that was to know, but after your stupid tricks, I can daresay that he'll hate it how everyone else knows but he doesn't."
The Prussian nation was trying to process everything that was just uttered by the Frenchman as France folded his arms over his chest while staring at him, and after a while he gave a snort at what Francis said.
"Psh, and how would you know? What goes on between us isn't anything you should be concerned about."
A hand slammed itself next to Gil's face on the wall, and Gil gave a slight jolt at the expression on Francis's face as France growled out a reply.
"Gil, he is my son. You are my friend. Of course I would be conce-"
"DUDE! YOU GUYS KNOW WHERE KIKU IS? CAN'T FIND ANY OF THE ASIANS TO- er... am i interrupting something here?"
... the two people in the room stared at the door that was busted off its hinges and the American that was standing there with an awkward expression, and Gil gave a muttering of curse under his breath at the sight of the broken door as Francis gave Alfred a raise of his eyebrow.
"Yes..." a curt answer was replied, and America fidgeted under the gaze of the Frenchman, and immediatly responded back to the older nation.
"Um... sorry, dude. I'll, um, just leave, 'kay?" and along with a nervous chuckle, Alfred took off at the sight of Francis's intense glare.
...
"Now, back to what we were saying... It is something I would be concerned about. AND... If I find Matthieu upset over this whole ordeal..." Francis gave Gil a hard glare before placing a hand on the doorknob, leaving what he would do to the albino to Gil's imagination.
"I will do something about it, Prussia."
...
SLAM.
From: TheNordicKing From: Awesome5meters From: TheNordicKing
To: Awesome5meters
Message: It looks like you still haven't got a boytoy yet, priss
To: TheNordicKing
Message: Fuck off, brat
To: Awesome5meters
Message: yeah, but Mat and I just had a little talk, and it seems like ur 'courting' skills aren't working, bitch