A/N: Hey thar dudes! You guys make my day so much that I wrote another chapter.
Chapter 8
Date: October 20th 1948
The small bike zoomed down the road, going around ten miles per hour. Speeding past the people walking along the road. Two hours had passed before he came around the chapel, braking just before the door. He paused, why was he doing this again...? Oh does it matter? Gilbert reached his hand out to grab the doorknob, twisted and pulled it open before walking inside. "Hey! I'm back!" He said, wandering the church. A boy, slightly taller than Gilbert walked up to him, his eyes closed.
When he opened them a look of shock was written on his face, but turned into a great big grin. "Gilbo?" He asked, unsure if this was just another albino boy and not the Gilbert he had become friends with.
"Yup, it's me. And you better be Tonio because if Lovi grew taller than me, then he wouldn't be breathing." The platinum blond said with a laugh, "So, who else still lives here? I know Lizzy has a family a bit south of here, but who else got adopted?"
Antonio frowned, not liking the topic of his friends leaving, "Heracles, Lilly, and the boy that showed up after you left, Sadiq I believe his name is all left since you disappeared. What happened anyway? Father Dante got a call from some other priest saying that they found you and that they were bringing home later that night, but you never showed..."
Gilbert shrugged, "Beats me, maybe I just wanted some freedom for once, and I found a family that wanted me. I'm Gilbert Vargas-Beilschmidt now," He said, rubbing the back of his head. "I even have an awesome baby brother who I call West!"
Antonio's face fell farther, "W-wait...You didn't come here to come back home...You came here to say good-bye didn't you...?" Tears streamed down the over emotional Spaniard's cheeks.
"Wh-what? No! I'm here to...to...visit..." The words didn't sound right, like lies. "We're bruders forever Tonio! I couldn't leave you or any of the others, except for Arthur and Ivan, those two aren't nice enough to be friends with this awesomeness!" He tried, hoping the joke would make the lies more believable. He strode up to the brunet and hugged him tightly, softly repeating the words he heard from Ludwig, "Ich werde Sie schützen...Bruder..."
Arthur, the eleven year old, cocky, British, asshole walked over, "Aw, isn't that cute? Two stupid, incompetent fags hugging. So cute it makes me want to gag." He said, pointing a finger towards his open mouth as if to say 'gag me'.
"Hey brows, go die." Gilbert said in an indifferent tone. He saw Ivan materialize out of the woodwork.
"Kolkolkolkolkol...So our little comrade has returned, da?" His voice cold yet still childlike, "You are ready for warm welcome, da?" He grabbed Gilbert's arm and started to drag him away.
"What the? Let go of me you fucking soviet!" He screamed, a lot of things had changed over the past couple of years, especially Gilbert's colorful vocabulary, but one thing certainly did not. The Russian was still stronger and larger than the street-smart German.
Lovino skulked out of the shadows and said to the pale haired boy before slapping him clear across the face, "Welcome home Gilbert,"
To be continued~ I love you guys too much not to add more chapters.
