AN: Is it just me, or does Gilbert get increasingly cuter with each chapter? I don't think it's just me…anyway, you know the drill. I don't own the characters and all that. Thanks for all the comments! As somebody once said to me, Praise feeds my soul! I love you guys!

With the only adult in the house at that moment sitting in the kitchen sobbing Gilbert, well…he freaked out a little bit. Okay, he freaked out a lot. He ran around trying to think of things that would make him feel better if it was him in that position, and ran up to his bedroom and grabbed something running back downstairs and shoving into Antonio's face with a blush. The brunette looked up and was startled to see the teddy bear, and then smiled softly, pulling Gilbert into a tight hug as he whispered his thanks. Sure, it wouldn't be the Gilbert he knew, but this Gilbert was a lot cuter. The Spaniard chuckled a little before pulling away and kissing the boy on the temple, ruffling his hair, and standing to clear the table. He turned back to find Gilbert standing in the same spot, his face as red as one of Antonio's prized tomatoes and still holding the fluffy teddy bear.

He was just about to say something when there was another knock on the door and Gilbert raced to it, flinging it open to reveal Elizaveta standing there smiling with a camera around her neck and Roderich behind her. "Hello there, Gilbert! May we come in?"

The Prussian stared at Roderich warily for a moment, who looked away feeling embarrassed, and nodded. "Yeah, come on in to my palace of awesome. Unless you aren't awesome. Then you're not welcome here." Elizaveta giggled and Antonio chuckled while Roderich looked away again, knowing Gilbert was talking to him specifically.

"Well, Gilbert, it's nice to meet you in person! My name is Elizaveta and this is Roderich! And I was wondering if you would like to learn how to play piano? Because Roderich here is more than willing to teach you!"

Roderich looked over at this, his eyes wide. "I am?"

Elizaveta glared and turned to him. "Yes you are." She turned back to Gilbert with a bright smile. "So? How does that sound?"

Once again the child stared intensely at Roderich, his eyes boring into the man. "Well…music is awesome, but I don't think I want to learn from him…" Antonio laughed at Gilbert's words and smiled at the slight anger on Elizaveta's face.

"You know it's cute, Eliza." Antonio rested his hand on the woman's back, saying her name teasingly. "He's too cute to get too angry at, right?" The Spaniard smiled and picked Gilbert up again, swinging the boy around, this time making the child laugh manically. "See? Too cute!"

Elizaveta giggled and even Roderich smiled fondly at the boy. Suddenly the Hungarian woman blushed a bit and pulled out her camera, snapping some pictures and muttering softly to herself that she'd have to remember to give Kiku some copies. "He is really cute now. But I remember back when we were kids, he was way different than this."

Gilbert looked around in confusion as tension filled the air. "Can someone please tell me what's going on?"

At his words, Elizaveta's head snapped up as she glared at Antonio. "Have you not told him anything?"

"No. I don't see a point to. I mean, what good will come of telling him?" Antonio set Gilbert down and whispered for him to go up to his room. The Prussian simply nodded, gathered up his teddy bear, and walked upstairs. "In the end, telling him will just hurt everyone and put pressure on him!"

"Pressure? What kind of pressure can be put on a child by telling them their past?"

"Do you not get it? He aims to please the people around him! If we tell him, he's going to feel pressure to make himself more like he used to be and please everybody!" Antonio turned away from Elizaveta, running his hands through his hair in rage. "There's really no need to tell him!"

Elizaveta grabbed the Spaniard and forced him to look at her. "But he needs to know what happened to him! You don't have to tell him what he used to be like, but he does need to know what his past is like!"

"No he doesn't! I don't even know what Ivan did to him, but I can't let him relive that!"

"What do you mean by relive?"

Antonio sighed and squeezed his eyes shut. "I mean that there's a chance that he does have his old memories, but that they're repressed. There's a chance that if he hears about his past, he'll remember those repressed memories."

Elizaveta and Roderich stared at the Spaniard in shock for a moment before the Austrian spoke. "That's…pretty deep coming from you…"

"It's Ludwig's theory. It was his decision not to tell Gilbert. Ludwig of all people should know what is right for his own brother!"

Elizaveta stared down, her eyes shadowed by her bangs as her hands clenched into fists and she bit at her lower lip. "Like heck he does! Gilbert needs to know about his past, you idiot!"

All three adults jumped as the front door slammed and Ludwig walked into the kitchen, looking seriously angry. "What is going on here?"

Elizaveta looked toward Roderich with a guilty expression as Antonio turned to Ludwig. "She swears up and down she know what's best for Gil-"

"I heard what happened. I want you out of my house right now, Elizaveta. No buts or anything. I want you out of here. Now!" The booming voice sent the Hungarian woman toward the door, dragging Roderich with her as she glared backwards at Ludwig and Antonio.

"Ludwig, about Gilbert…do you really think there's a possibility he could remember everything?"

"I do. But I don't want him to. I know what Ivan did to him, and that is the last thing I want him to remember. I refuse to take any chances with him!"

Antonio shuddered as he stared into the German's ice blue eyes. "I feel the same. But I just…"

Ludwig sighed, his expression softening. "I know, you loved him and want him to remember all the good times you two had." Ludwig softened even more as Antonio nodded and looked away, trying to hide his quiet tears from the German. "It's okay to feel that way. In fact, it's natural. There's no reason to feel ashamed."

"There was earlier when I couldn't hold it in and started sobbing in front of Gilbert!" Antonio's quiet crying suddenly escalated into full out sobs. "You didn't see how freaked out he was! He even offered me his teddy bear to calm me down!"

Ludwig stood staring at the brunette for a moment before having to stifle a laugh at the mental image. "He's so cute!" The blonde suddenly let lose and started laughing hysterically as he yelled the words.

Antonio smiled and chuckled as he remembered earlier that afternoon. Finally he wiped away his tears and turned to the staircase. "I should probably go check on him, yeah?" He climbed up to the second floor and walked down the hallway until he reached Gilbert's bedroom. The creaking door slowly opened under his soft touch as he peeked inside to see Gilbert curled up on the bed, snuggling with his teddy bear. Unable to resist, Antonio walked to the bed and lay down next to the child, pulling the silverette to his chest. "Buenas noches. Tener buenos sueños." Those were his last words as he drifted off into the world of sleep.

AN: Btw, what Antonio says to Gilbo at the end is "Good night. Have good dreams."