Oh God... I was in a dark place when I wrote this. :D

Chapter warnings: VERY GRUESOME AND DESCRIPTIVE DEAD BODY. (Get a puke bucket if you have a weak stomach)

Enjoy~

Matthew walked out into the dark alley. A man with a long coat billowing out behind him turned around the corner. He stood there, not knowing what else to do.

He saw blood slowly trailing from behind a large piece of wood leaning against the brick wall. He moved it away, and what he saw made him put a hand to his mouth.

A body of a young female, her stomach torn open, her rib cage protruding through the flesh, all her guts were visible, her intestines spilling out of her sides.

"Oh my god…" Matthew whispered. He wanted to throw up, but for some reason, he felt used to this kind of stuff.

He fell back, against the wall opposite of the body. He slowly slid down, till he hit the ground. He couldn't stop staring at her, laying before him, wide open.

"Matthew are you out here?" Gilbert's voice asked, coming closer. Matthew stood up, slamming the door shut and leaning against it, so Gilbert couldn't get through. "What the hell?" He heard the albino's voice mumble from the other side.

"Gilbert, go get help, there's been another murder." Matthew yelled, hoping to god that Gilbert would just leave.

"…Matthew, let me out there."

"No Gilbert, you really don't want to see this."

"Matthew. NOW." Matthew did as he was told and slowly opened the door, letting Gilbert slip through.

The second Gilbert set eyes on the body, he bent over and threw up. He had seen dead bodies before, but never one this revolting.

After he was finished, Gilbert grabbed his phone from his pocket and dialed 911. "Hello? Yes, this is Detective Beilschmidt. There's been another murder, come as quickly as possible, I don't know how much longer I can stand to be in it's presence."

Matthew sat back down on the ground, and put his hands over his ears. Gilbert glanced at the young blonde. "…Matthew?" Said boy's violet eyes were trained on the gravel, darting back and forth. "…Mattie?"

"NO ALFRED STOP!" Matthew cried out suddenly, throwing his head back and screaming.

Gilbert's eyes widened. "Matthew?! Are you okay?!" Matthew screamed one last time, before falling limp to the ground.

Gilbert picked up the small boy bridal style. Francis stumbled out of the door, and saw his son unconscious and freaked out. "Matthew?!" The Frenchman cried.

The albino stood up and handed Matthew to Francis. "Take him back home." Gilbert said tossing his keys the other man. "Just set him on the white couch in the living room." Francis nodded, and headed off toward his car.


"That's all?" Antonio asked. Gilbert nodded, leaving the Spanish man walk away to talk to the chief.

Gilbert approached the dead body, her body covered but her face still visible. "You kind of remind me of someone…" He mumbled, his eye catching something on the ground next to the body. A piece of paper. The same paper that he gave Ivan with his number on it. He looked at the bottom, and noticed a little note.

'Dear Natalia,

On this slip of paper is the number of a detective who knows Matthew. Call him if you run into trouble.

-Ivan

The albino frowned. "Who is this girl?" He asked no one.

"My sister." A soft voice came from behind him. He turned and saw a woman with HUGE tits.

"I beg your pardon?" Gilbert asked, making sure he heard correctly. The woman ignored this, looking at the matter.

"Why would brother give this number to little Natalia?"

Gilbert shrugged. "I'm sorry, but you're going to have to go talk to Antonio, he pointed at his friend. The woman nodded in agreement.


Gilbert was frowning all the way home. Why couldn't he find the son of a bitch? Why did Matthew freak out earlier? Why couldn't he stop thinking how cute the little Canadian was?

Gilbert's red eyes went almost as wide as they could go. He was so shocked at his own thought, he almost ran a red light. He slammed on the breaks, stopping right before he hit someone. He looked up at person he was about to hit.

The man wore a blue doctor mask, and a long black coat. His blue eyes shined with anger, yet instead of yelling at Gilbert, he turned and walked away. He noticed something strange though. His right eye had no black pupil in the center, just blue. On the same eye, and long white scar ran down from just under his eyes brow, and disappeared under the mask.

The albino slowly started driving home again, recollecting his earlier thoughts of Matthew.

His red eyes widened.

"I… I love him."

AWWWWW~! :D Chapter should come soon! If not, wait until after the 16th!