Roderich sat down and continued writing, erasing and rewriting some notes in his music. Why the hell had he agreed to stay here? Gilbert asked himself. Mentally scolding himself for his bad choice in 'host'. He was like a lab squid here. Roderich could do anything to him with that stupid music of his. Roderich stopped writing and looked at the little tune he had. He looked over to Gilbert who was sitting behind him and nodded once. Gilbert didn't like that nod, not one bit. Roderich sighed and played the tune. Wondering if the music would get his desired effect. Gilbert had no real choice but to listened to the music.
"What's your full name." Roderich asked, still playing.
"Gilbert." He said sulkily.
"Full name?" Roderich asked, playing the tune louder. Gilbert sighed.
"Gilbert Beilschmidt." He said annoyed. Roderich smiled and turned back to Gilbert.
"Nnh. Did the tune do anything? I'm Roderich Edelstien." He smiled to him.
"Not really... HEY!" Gilbert's eyes widened as he stood up annoyed. "You're experimenting on me again!"
"Of course I am." Roderich chuckled, turning looking at the tune, changing somethings and making it longer. Gilbert was not up for this. He had things to do. He still had to work out where Matthew was.
"I'm going to go now. I'll be back later." Gilbert said quickly getting up to leave. Grabbing his bag. Roderich began playing the tune again.
"Where are you going?" He asked as Gilbert reached the door.
"To look around town." Gilbert called back as he opened the door.
"Ah okay. Did tune didn't do anything?" He asked again. Gilbert sighed.
"I would of told you anyway. You would need to test it on something I wouldn't say." Gilbert called back. "See you later!"
"Ok. Get some milk while your out please." Gilbert looked back not amused. Since when was he an errand boy for some stuck up human.
"With what money?" Gilbert shouted back. Roderich motioned to the desk near the door, which had a wallet on it. Gilbert shot Roderich a spiteful look. He stormed over and swiped the wallet. He grumbled to himself as he went out into town. How did he end up like this? Roderich smirked as he heard the door slam shut. He went back to his note writing. Gilbert grumbled to himself as he walked into the town. He started his hunt for Matthew and Alfred.
Matthew was sitting with Alfred in the middle of the local park. The sun was shining and the day was nice and warm. Alfred smiled getting out some of the food they had prepared earlier from the picnic basket. Matthew grinned as Alfred pulled out the plates covered in food.
"So what are we having?" Matthew asked, his eyes glittering in the sunlight.
"Well." Alfred said smiling. "We have lot's of sandwiches. Some crisps, few cakes and some biscuits." He said opening some of the crisps.
"Oh yum. Can you hand me a sandwich please?" Matthew asked looking over all the food.
"Sure dude." Alfred handed Matthew some sandwiches wrapped in clean-film. Matthew took it and unwrapped it. Taking a bite into the bread. Alfred got out a flask of drink. "I'll pour you a drink." Alfred said.
"Thank you." Matthew giggled.
Gilbert heard Alfred's voice and quickly homed in on it. He found the pair sitting together in the park. Quickly he felt his blood boil. He knew he could confront the pair and ducked behind a tree. Matthew continued eating unaware of Gilbert lurking around. Gilbert grinned to himself glad he was undetected. He pulled out a flute from his bag. Blowing a few soft notes to test it's sound. Hiding he starts to play it softly. Matthew blinked looking up and listening to the tune, he recognizes it. It was definitely mermusic which aroused his suspicion instantly. He felt a twinge of fear as he could't quite predict what the effects were. Alfred also looked around trying to work out where the music was coming from. Matthew just shrugged it off and continues eating hoping whoever was playing wasn't a merperson. Humans playing mermusic were not able to pull off the effects of each piece. Gilbert continued playing the music, changing the tone to become more alluring. Alfred tried to ignore the notes but he couldn't focus on his food. He continued looking around searching for the source.
"A-Alfred?" Matthew stuttered concerned. His suspicion growing along with his fear.
"...Yeah?" Alfred answered. His voice betraying the fact he was becoming more interested if finding the source of the music than Matthew and the meal.
"What are you doing?" Matthew asked even more worried.
"Trying to work out where that musics coming from." Alfred continued to search, Gilbert continued to play, the music getting stronger. The intensity growing, the music becoming more tempting.
"Oh." Matthew's voice trembled as he was starting to panic. Alfred tried to focus back on the picnic but is unable to, he couldn't resist the influence of the music. Matthew squirmed in place, his worry and fear for Alfred's well being if the music continued. Gilbert quickly glanced round to see Alfred stand up, walking towards the tree he was hiding behind. He felt glad little Matthew looked scared. He did feel a slight pain as he caught Matthew's eyes but he tore himself away. Continuing the tune. Matthew got up and grabbed Alfred's arm. "Where are you going?" He begged. Alfred didn't say anything this time, he just tried to pull free from Matthews grip. Matthew felt a tear role down his face as he let go of Alfred's arm and just stood there. Alfred started to take a few steps away from him. Matthew slowly sank to the ground. He could only whimper as Alfred walked away from him. He knew he didn't mean it, but he could do nothing to stop him. Gilbert smirked and stopped playing. He didn't want Alfred to leave Matthew yet. He just wanted Matthew to feel uncomfortable with him. Alfred stood for a moment and shook his head.
"Huh?" Alfred looked confused and turned back to Matthew. "Hey what's wrong?" Alfred ran back to him, dropping to his knees hugging him. But Matthew shied away from him, sniffing. "Matthew?" Alfred said extremely concerned. "What is it?"
"You were going to leave me." He answered meeting Alfred's eyes. Alfred paused for a moment, he had no memory of the event. "I would never do that." Alfred pleaded with Matthew. Gilbert stepped out from behind the tree and grinned at the pair. Alfred's back was to him but he could see Matthews hurt expression.
"You were!" Matthew said, sniffing. Alfred wrapped his arms around Matthew. Remembering the music. "I would never leave you willingly Matthew." He sad holding him close. Gilbert enjoyed watching this. It should teach Matthew a lesson for picking him. Thought he did feel a twinge of guilt, he shrugged it off. His red eyes fixed on Matthews. Matthew held onto Alfred before locking eyes with Gilbert, recognition rang through his eyes and he glared. Gilbert smirked and turned to walk away. Matthew whistled a small lullaby, throwing his voice loud enough to be able to be heard by Gilbert. Gilbert paused chuckling. Was Matthew trying to effect him? He just continued to walk off. Walking back into the town, then he face palmed. He quickly had to find some shop to buy milk or goodness knows what Roderich will do to him. After the pair had settled down and started eating again. Matthew was writing down the tune he whistled, he figured he might be able to get Roderich to play it when they visited, he could tell the, Austrian?, man had a gift.
"Whatcha doing?" Alfred asked looking over his shoulder.
"Writing a lullaby down, I made a new friend in town earlier today and he asked me to visit him so he could play us a couple of songs." Matthew said.
"Cool. Let's go over there after we finish the food." Alfred smiled, glad Matthew had made a friend.
"Okay!" Matthew chirped, resuming eating. They both enjoyed the rest of the picnic. But Matthew was still worried about Gilbert and for Alfred's safety.
Gilbert had snuck off and wandered through the town. Luckily he had found some milk and bought it. But he was getting distracted and went off exploring the town. He might as well while he was there. Just to see what humans were like. Returning to Roderich's house pleased with himself and with a carton of milk. He knocked on the door. There was some shuffling from inside the house as Roderich opened the door.
"Oh good your back." Roderich said. "We have visitors."
"Huh? Visitors?" Gilbert asked confused.
"Yes, hurry and put the milk in the fridge and come to where the piano is." Roderich ordered him. Gilbert huffed.
"Fine." He sulked, putting the milk in the fridge. He got to the doorway to the piano room.
Roderich waved to Gilbert, in the seat next to him, Matthew waved as well. Alfred gave him a polite smile, not recognising him.
"Just in time, I was just going to play a couple songs for these two." Roderich commented. Gilbert looked around the room.
"I'm not sure about this." He said, trying to back into the other room.
"Why not?" Roderich asked, motioning for Gilbert to take a seat. Gilbert just gave Roderich a 'I'm not going through this again' look. Roderich promptly ignored. Gilbert stayed at the doorway. "So what would you like to hear first?"
"Hmm... do you know music that could make you feel good?" Alfred asked. Roderich raised an eyebrow.
"I may have something yes, a... friend of mine gave it to me." Roderick smirked. Alfred smiled happily, Gilbert stayed at the doorway unsure of this. Roderich set the music down on the piano and began to play, it started out fast paced. Alfred listened to it, smiling at the music. Gilbert quickly pulled back, keeping his back against the wall. He didn't want to be rendered to the state he was earlier. This was his piece he'd played earlier, and it was causing the right effect. Roderich continued to play, giving Gilbert a warning glare. Matthew shuddered hearing the tune. Alfred liked the music, he listen to it happily. Gilbert glared back, staying a safe distance away from everyone.
Matthew whimpered as heat began to course through his body. Roderich was oblivious to his surroundings and continued to play. Alfred looked to Matthew slightly confused as Matthew shivered and squirmed.
"Matthew?" Alfred asked resting his hand on his. "You alright?" Matthew let out a quiet gasp at the contact and shook his head. Roderich looked over at the couple and then over to Gilbert who he thought wasn't far enough away. Alfred tried to work out what the matter was. Gilbert was trying to leave the doorway.
"Where are you going?" Roderich asked, stopping.
"I need some air." Gilbert said relieved the music had stopped. Roderich nodded and turned back to the piano, no longer taking requests and played the lullaby Matthew had given him.
Gilbert quickly exited the room trying to escape any effects. But he felt himself getting tired. He cursed under his breath as he staggered to the sofa. Curling up on a sofa in another room. Matthew began nodding off the effects of the previous song wearing off. Alfred smiled as Matthew started to fall asleep on his shoulder. Matthew slept quietly as Roderich kept playing.
"Matthew?" Alfred smiled, gently shaking him awake as Roderich finished.
"Nnnh." Matthew mumbles, waking up.
"Dude you fell asleep." He said softly to him.
"Oh I did?" Matthew asked, rubbing his eyes.
"Yeah. You look so cute when you sleep." Alfred chuckled, Matthew blushed.
"T-Thank you."
"Hey... where did the other guy go?" Alfred asked looking around.
"I-I don't know." Matthew said also looking around. Alfred looked back to Roderich.
"You're really good. I wish I could play that well." He complimented him. Roderich smiled. "Thank you, I've been practicing for years."
"You can tell. It's amazing."
"Thank you again." Roderich felt a small blush forming on his cheeks.
"Matthew seems a little tired. Maybe we should be heading home." Alfred said looking to Matthew. Matthew nodded, still partially affected by the music. "Thanks for inviting us. We'll have to make a move now." Alfred said offering his hand to Roderich. Roderich shook his hand.
"No problem, it was wonderful playing for the two of you." He smiled. Alfred grinned. He went back and helped Matthew up.
"Come on let's go." Alfred said helping him up. Matthew nodded. Alfred helped the still tired Matthew out of the house and walked home with him. Matthew leaned into Alfred's side as they walked home together.
Gilbert was still curled up on the sofa. Roderich looked over to the sleeping male and felt his heart throb, he looked confused for a couple of moments before shaking his head and going back into the piano room, hitting one key loud enough to ring throughout the entire house.
"Ah!" Gilbert woke up with a start. Rubbing his eyes he tried to work out what was going one.
"Intresting. So if I play this note." Roderich hit the key again. "Does it hurt your head?" Gilbert stormed through, he should of known.
"No. It just woke me up." He shouted.
"Ah all right." Roderich said looking back at the piano. Gilbert relaxed a bit. Then realised Matthew and Alfred had gone.
"Where did they go?" Gilbert asked.
"They left, apparently Matthew had gotten tired, and Alfred took him home." He said, writing some notes down.
"Awwwwwww." Gilbert sits down in a cute huff. Roderich chuckled at his reaction.
"Now now don't get your panties in a twist." Roderich said.
"I will do no such thing!" Gilbert said outraged at such an idea. Roderich blinked. He started to laugh.
"It's a saying." He explained.
"Huh?" Gilbert looked really confused.
"It means, don't get so stressed." Roderich explained it further.
"Oh...okay." Gilbert pondered this for a moment. "I'm not getting stressed!"
"You sure sound like it to me." Roderich said.
"Wouldn't you get stressed?" Gilbert asked still annoyed.
"If what?" Roderich asked.
"If the person you liked liked someone else." He grumbled. Roderich sighed.
"I guess, but maybe I'd like to see them happy."
"Even if it hurt you?"
"Of course."
"Huh... you humans are weird." Gilbert kicked back in one of the seats.
"No. Just smarter." Roderich chuckled.
"Hey! You're not smarter!" Gilbert retaliated.
"Well not as smart as other people."
"We are smart." He sulked.
"Some of you more than others I take it?" Roderich continued, enjoying seeing Gilbert's face flush red.
"Are you trying to say I'm stupid?" Gilbert shouted.
"No." Roderich chuckled.
"Good. Cause I'm not." Gilbert looked lost in thought, he only wanted to be with Matthew but he was starting to question himself.
"Is something wrong?" Roderich asked.
"Nah... I'm fine."
"I see. Well, it's getting late, the guest room is upstairs the door to your right at the end of the hall." Roderich said pointing to the stair way.
"Thanks." Gilbert said, grabbing his bag, he walked upstairs. Roderich nodded and went back to writing his music. Gilbert sat upstairs, pulling out his flute. He sighed and started to play. The soft music drifted through the house. Roderich perked up and began playing something that would compliment the flute. Gilberts music resembled some what the cries of a lone wolf, the feeling of displacement and searching being prominent themes. Roderich played along side it, the piano sounding like a second voice. Gilbert heard the piano music and the two pieces harmonised beautifully. Gilbert relaxed in the music. Having a sense of belonging. Roderich eventually stopped playing, yawning and heading up to his room. Gilbert continued playing, his music turning softer. Changing to a lullaby. Roderich had changed into his pajamas and slipped under his covers. "Good night!" He called to Gilbert. Gilbert seemed to reply in the music, as the lullaby continued. Roderich soon drifted off to sleep. Gilbert played the final notes of the song. Sighing and wondering. He looked up to the moon and slowly fell asleep.
