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Maple Leaves and Gilbirds

Chapter 9

1955

They were in love. Two puzzle pieces that fit perfectly together. They were Yin and Yang. Matthew was the maple syrup and Gilbert was the pancake. At school they just looked like the best of friends. They knew that they couldn't be affectionate towards each other in public that would ruin everything that they had. They would be outcasts again.

For the first few days they would keep the make-out sessions to a minimum, they didn't want to get caught. They also kept their distance; if anyone walked in on them while they were cuddling… they didn't even want to think about the consequences for that. They probably would be forced to stay away from each other.

The first two weeks together they started to calm down about being caught. They even began touching each other. Of course they never went too far; they had to make sure that they could stop themselves. This was a big problem for Gilbert. He hadn't gotten… any… since that last time with Elizabeta. He was getting pretty antsy. Of course he could just masturbate and get it over with, but he just couldn't make himself do it. He knew that if he masturbated his sick mind would bring up pictures of Matthew. He didn't feel like he could defile Matthew like that. What could he say… he was whipped. Being with Matthew was great. He couldn't even think about a girl in a perverted way anymore. He had gotten rid of all his girly magazines because he just couldn't stand them anymore. The only one that could make Gilbert happy was Matthew.

After a couple more weeks they had started to spend even more time together. They would go on long drives. They would drive to the most secluded places that they could find. Usually Gilbert would drive them into the forest and park the car. They would climb into the back of the seats and talk, cuddle, whatever they needed to do to get their fill for each other. After their nightly escapades, Gilbert would drive Matthew back home.

The first time Gilbert had scaled the side of Matthew's house. He thought he was going to give Matthew a small heart attack and then he would realize that it was his lover and come running full speed into his arms and they would cuddle for the rest of the night, until Gilbert had to leave early the next morning. No. That is not what happened. Gilbert had expected Matthew to get scared yes, but he hadn't expected Matthew to grab his hockey stick and beat the shit out of him. That was a big surprise. Of course when Matthew found out that it was his Gilbert, he started to scold him. 'What the fuck are you sneaking into my room for?' the small blonde asked. 'I just wanted to surprise you. I wanted this to be romantic, ya know? Like I scare you in the beginning and then you realize it is me and you come running into my arms and we would cuddle for the rest of the night.' Gilbert tried to explain. God, it sounded like a great idea when he first thought about it, now it just sounds really stupid. Matthew literally laughed at Gilbert to his face. 'This is one of the reasons I love you.' He said as he rose on his tip-toes and pecked Gilbert's red face. That night they did just as Gilbert wanted; they cuddled and kissed each other until morning came. Neither of them got sleep that night, but it was worth it.

Today, Matthew was in the Beilschmidt kitchen making pancakes. They were at Gilbert's house alone, which was good because they could be as affectionate as much as they wanted. Matthew jumped as Gilbert wrapped his arms around the Canadian's waist as he was flipping a pancake.

"Gil, don't do that, I don't want to make a mess in your house."

"Come on Birdie, making a mess is not that bad." The albino said as he rolled his ruby red eyes.

"Gil, do you remember last time we made a mess and didn't clean it up?" Matthew asked. Gilbert glared at his boyfriend. Yeah he remembered, his little Bruder barged into his room, luckily Matthew had already left so there was no chance of getting caught, and demanded to know what the mess was downstairs. Of course Gilbert, being the idiot he was, claimed that he didn't know. Yeah, he knew. Matthew was making pancakes and Gilbert had hugged him from behind and started kissing Matthew on the neck. Well, it is not that hard to imagine what happened next; the flour fell on top of them as the older ran his hand up Matthew's shirt. In his defense he was going to clean it up before Ludwig had gotten home. Matthew had left not too long ago and Gilbert went upstairs to clean himself up before he started to task, but as luck had it, Ludwig beat his mental clock and found the big mess downstairs. His ass still hurt from being hurled down the stairs. Damn, Ludwig was strong.

"You win this time, Birdie." Gilbert said as he let go of Matthew. He waited a few minutes until a plate of steaming hot pancakes was placed before him. The two ate in silence; they were too busy enjoying their food to talk.

After they had finished their food, Matthew got up to do the dishes. He started the hot water and put in soap. As the sink was being filled he walked back to the table to grab Gilbert's dishes. When the sink had enough water in it, Matthew started the dishes. He again jumped when he saw two hands stick themselves in the water and watched the hands catch some bubbles. The young blonde turned when the hands left the water, he looked up to see Gilbert put the soap bubbles on his chin.

"Ho, ho, ho. I am Santa Clause." The albino said as he put his fists on his hips and puffed out his chest.

(ﾟヮﾟ)中 (ㅎ_ㅎ✞)७ ⌒▽⌒ (≖ิ _ ≖ิ) ㅎ_ㅎ *Nordic Five Character change*

Elizabeta was angry. It had been a couple weeks since she had talked or even seen Gilbert. Which was odd; he was always following her. Of course they had sex but he had told her after they had finished that he was defiantly coming back. He told her that she was a good bedding.

If she was being truthful with herself, she would admit that she had fallen for Gilbert. At first she was afraid to, he was a player after all. But after they had 'done the do' her feelings had changed. She had never felt anything as wonderful as she had when she finished with Gilbert. It was magical.

Lately though, she was having second thoughts about the albino. He told her that he would be back, but he never came to her. She heard rumors that he was hung up with his new friend, Matthew Williams.

'That will have to change.' She thought to herself. 'Gilbert is mine. He told me he wanted me.' She went to her dresser and pulled out a picture of Gilbert. She had taken it after they 'did the do'. It wasn't anything bad. It was just a picture of Gilbert's face while he slept. He looked so at peace. She smiled as she went over to her desk and grabbed a tack. She placed the picture of Gilbert on her wall and tacked it in place.

They were going to get together. They will be together. Whether Gilbert liked it or not.

"We'll be together, forever, my love."

A/N: Well… sorry guys. I suck. I really do suck. I got caught up with school and anime things that I was just like "oh, I am going to write tomorrow"… then I never did. I feel bad. I am a bitch. You are free to come find me and throw things at me… as long as it is not like rocks and shit like that. I get bruised enough as it is. Just bring like rotten tomatoes…. I am okay with that…. And if I ask you what that was for just be like "yo bitch, maple syrup is good." I should like get it then… yep. Next chapter will be soon. I promise.