Sex, Drugs, and Money Ch.10
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(A/N): Hello again. Man, you guys really ARE awesome. the amount of feedback I get just drives me insane XD and I know I said I would update at least twice a week but it seems like I'm updating like, everyday (or every other day). Hopefully I can keep that up when school starts again (if I don't finish the story before then).
This chapter is REALLY long. I thought about making it two chapters but decided against it because I didn't like it split in two. We are now REALLY getting into the story with this chapter and hopefully things progress how I want it to. I will still probably put filler chapters up when I need some more time but I'll try not to put them in between chapters like this one and the next (you'll see why after you finish reading).
Well, that's all I have to say. Please enjoy this chapter (I'm sure you all will) :3
Matthew walked down the hall and into his room. It was almost the week of Christmas, almost two months since the first time he and Gilbert kissed. It must've been the worst timing ever. The next few days, Roderich had occupied Gilbert's time with some work related things, and then the next few weeks after that he was busy with planning and work.
Of course they still saw each other, just not as much as Matthew would like. Gilbert would kiss him occasionally, but they were only small pecks before he had to get back to work. Matthew was now one hundred percent sure that Gilbert liked him back (if he didn't, why would he continuously sneak away just to see him or kiss him?).
Aside from Gilbert being too busy for his and Matthew's relationship to progress, the two months had been incredibly normal. Alfred had gotten mad at Gilbert and Ludwig for not having a proper thanksgiving dinner ready, and continued to be mad even after the two German's had asked what Thanksgiving was. "You're lucky you're dating my brother!" Alfred had yelled. Matthew eventually told him his feelings for Gilbert and what was going on between them and that they were NOT dating (yet).
Matthew took a quick shower and made his way down to Gilbert's office. He knocked softly on the door just in case someone was in there with him. "Come in." Matthew opened the door to see Roderich looking patiently at the door
"Hey Birdie!" Gilbert called. Matthew blushed. "Great timing. Come on." Gilbert got up from his desk, walked over to Matthew, and put his arm around his shoulders. Roderich sighed and followed after them.
"Wh-where are we going?" Matthew asked.
"Dining room."
"Wh-why? Didn't we already eat?"
"You'll see," Gilbert said with a wink
At the dining room, Matthew was surprised to see everyone seated at the table. "Wh-what's going on?"
"Sit down Birdie," Gilbert said, somewhat serious.
"Yeah I wanna know what's going on too!" Alfred yelled. Michelle shushed him.
Matthew thought it was strange. Everyone looked like they always did, as if this was a recurring event. Matthew took a seat next Michelle. "Hey Chelles, wh-what's going on?" he asked, whispering.
"Gilbert's got a job so he's gonna tell us what it is, how long it'll take, all that stuff," Michelle said simply.
"So that's it," Alfred said. "Sucks for you Mattie. Looks like you're gonna have to wait longer to get laid," he teased.
"Shut up Alfred!" Matthew said in the loudest whisper he could manage.
Everyone was silent as Roderich cleared his throat. "Good evening everyone," he said. "As you all know, Gilbert, Berwald, Ludwig, and I will be departing tomorrow afternoon for Baden-Baden for a job. The job: we will be 'relocating' a man who owes us 1.5 million dollars and, um, 'will scare the shit out of him' so that he returns the money instead of using it on gambling." Gilbert nodded approvingly.
Matthew thought. If the guy owed them 1.5 mil and they were gonna 'scare the shit out of him', what would he have done to him and Alfred? Why were they even working here if scaring the shit out of people was the way they normally handled cases like this? What made them so special? He would have to ask Gilbert later. Right now, his mind was wrapped around the fact that Gilbert would be leaving for a job…during Christmas, the time for presents and awesome Christmas sex (damn Alfred for filling his head with ideas like that!).
Matthew was about to speak but Roderich spoke first. "The job will take about two to three days depending on how well the man cooperates. All in all, we should be back before Christmas so no need to worry." Well at least Matthew's question was answered, but he still wasn't happy. He barely had time with Gilbert as it was and now he was leaving for three days? That was just great. Matthew was so busy thinking that he didn't realize everyone was leaving.
"Hey Mattie," Alfred said, shaking his brother. "Time to go."
"Oh. Sorry Al." Matthew slowly got up from his chair and followed behind his brother as they made their way to the room.
"I'm really sorry Matt," Alfred said suddenly.
"H-huh? Why?"
"I know you really like Gil and you really haven't had time to just hang out and...you know," Alfred winked. Matthew blushed and hit his brother lightly on the arm. "So you don't have to come to the room tonight and I won't bug you about anything so go and have amazing sex before your boyfriend leaves! But if he does anything weird, like some weird, kinky shit, then I'll beat him up," Alfred said, loud enough that everyone around them heard.
"A-Alfred!" Matthew yelled embarrassed.
Alfred just laughed his hero laugh and ran to the room, locking the door so Matthew had no choice but to go to Gilbert. With a sigh, Matthew made his way down the hall to Gilbert's room.
He knocked on the door and waited patiently. "I don't think anyone's gonna answer."
Matthew jumped and turned around. "G-Gil! Stop scaring me like that!"
Gilbert patted Matthew's head. "Sorry Birdie," he laughed. "So what brings you to the awesome me's room?"
"Uh, Alfred locked me out," Matthew said softly. Hopefully Gilbert hadn't heard Alfred shouting about them having 'amazing sex' and doing 'kinky shit'.
Gilbert laughed again. "Well I guess you're stuck sleeping in my room tonight."
"Uh, yeah," he replied blushing.
"Sorry I won't be able to join you in bed though," Gilbert said, opening the door to his room. He what? Matthew's face dropped. "I have to hurry up and pack before Roddy finds out I haven't even started."
"Oh," Matthew said, entering the room.
Gilbert looked at the Canadian. "What's up? You ok Birdie?" he asked concerned.
"Uh, yeah. It's just-"
"The job?" Gilbert finished.
"Y-yeah."
"Come on, don't be upset Birdie. I've been on lots of jobs while you were here," Gilbert said, trying to cheer up Matthew.
"Yeah. But that was before we-" 'Before I found out you liked me back'
"Oh. Yeah. Right," Gilbert said, rubbing the back of his head. "Roddy is gonna kill me for this but," Gilbert started. Matthew looked up at him. "You wanna come along Birdie? I mean, it's not dangerous so it should be ok."
"Y-you sure Gil?"
"Yeah. Roddy's just gonna have to deal with it." Matthew couldn't help but hug the silver haired man.
"I-I'll help you pack." Matthew made his way over to the suitcase that was lying on the bed but was stopped by arms wrapping themselves around his waist and spinning him around.
"That can wait," Gilbert said with a smirk, grabbing Matthew's chin. Their lips were just centimeters away before there was a knock at the door. "Great timing," Gilbert said sarcastically.
"Gilbert," Roderich said from the other side of the door.
"Later Roddy!"
"No Gilbert." Roderich opened the door without giving Gilbert and Matthew time to separate. Roderich sighed. "I take it you're coming with us too Matthew."
"Uh, yeah. Sorry Roderich," Matthew said, embarrassed at being caught in such a position with Gilbert.
"Then please be ready by two o'clock tomorrow, and Gilbert, hurry up and pack." With that, Roderich left.
"He was surprisingly ok with it," Matthew said, not really believing it had been that easy to persuade Roderich.
"It doesn't matter," Gilbert grabbed Matthew's chin and turning his head to face him. "Where were we?" he asked seductively. Matthew blushed as their lips met.
Matthew woke up in Gilbert's bed, disappointed that, once again, nothing happened. He made his way to his and Alfred's room to begin packing. He also had to explain to Alfred that he was going on the job with Gilbert, and a had to deal with Alfred making fun of him for not getting anywhere with Gilbert…again.
Once he was done packing, he made his way to the bathroom and began to undress. He looked at himself in the mirror; bruises cascaded from the crook of his neck down and around his clavicle. That's as far as they got before Gilbert was called to do some last minute planning. Matthew sighed and walked into the shower, letting the warm water soothe the aching bruises.
Matthew walked down to the foyer at the time Roderich had specified. Everyone was there, well almost everyone. Gilbert still wasn't there. Matthew joined the group and waited for Gilbert. He turned his attention to Berwald who was looking at his phone. "Uh, hey Berwald," he said nervously. "What are you doing?"
"T-xtin'," he said, looking up from his phone.
"O-oh really? I hope you don't mind me asking but, uh, who are you texting?" he asked, trying to make conversation.
"Fr'nd,"
"O-oh, cool," Matthew said, looking over to Roderich who was saying goodbye to Elizaveta.
"T'no s'ys h'llo," Berwald said.
"Wh-what?" Matthew turned his attention back to the Swede.
"T'no s'ys h'llo," he said again.
"T-Tino? You mean that young man who own Kielo?"
"Nn."
"T-tell him I say hi back." 'They know each other?'
"Sorry I'm late guys!" Gilbert called as he entered the foyer.
Roderich sighed. "You moron, what took you so long? I told you to be here at two and it's now two-thirty."
"Sorry Roddy, forgot to pack some stuff," Gilbert said, heading towards the door. "Come on guys, we're going to be late!" Roderich sighed again.
Elizaveta waved them all goodbye as they pulled out of the driveway.
"Alright guys," Gilbert said. "We've got six hours, let's try not to get on anybody's nerves."
"As long as you don't start having sex in the back seat," Roderich said.
"Come on Roddy. I've got more class than that," Gilbert laughed. Roderich rolled his eyes.
Matthew lay on the bed of the posh hotel room, breathing heavily. Gilbert was laying on top of him, kissing his neck, his hands roaming all over Matthew's body. It was almost like a dream. Matthew's arms wrapped around Gilbert's neck and they kissed.
It seemed as if Gilbert knew just where to touch. Matthew shivered as fingers slowly reached under the waist band of his pants, pulling them teasingly. The hands moved again and made their way to the button and zipper, undoing both easily.
They kissed again and Matthew let out a moan as Gilbert's hand slowly made its way down his undone pants.
"Birdie," Gilbert said.
"Yes, Gil?" Matthew said breathily.
"We're here; you need to wake up ok."
"Ok."
"Birdie?"
"Yes, Gil."
"You need to wake up."
"Mm."
"Wake up," Gilbert said, shaking the sleeping blond.
Matthew jolted up. Where was he? What just happened? Wasn't he just about to have sex with Gilbert? Matthew looked around. He saw the familiar upholstery of the car and Gilbert was next to him, shaking him awake. It was a dream?
"Come on Birdie, we gotta go. West's getting pretty pissed."
"O-oh, ok," he said disappointedly. It was all a dream. He wasn't about to have awesome sex with Gilbert, he was about to have awesome DREAM sex with Gilbert. It was the closest to sex with Gilbert he had ever been, and it was a dream.
The two walked into the hotel and met up with everyone else. The hotel was beautiful and luxurious, and people were walking around, a lot of them couples that were holding hands (it was Christmas after all). Matthew envied them alittle. As much as he wanted to do cliché couple things with Gilbert, he knew he couldn't. Gilbert had made it clear to the Canadian that if they ever did get together then they couldn't do all that stuff couples did in public.
Ludwig checked in and handed everyone room keys except for Matthew. "Sorry Matthew," he said. "We tried to get another room but they were all taken. You're going to have to share with bruder."
"I-it's ok Ludwig. Thank you," Matthew followed Gilbert up to the room where he quickly noticed only one bed. "There's only one," he said.
"Is that a problem?" Gilbert asked.
"N-no, it's not. I was just saying," Matthew stuttered.
Gilbert laughed. "Calm down Birdie. Why are you so nervous?"
"I-I've never been on a 'job'" Matthew said nervously.
"Oh don't worry. All you have to do is stand there and look pretty."
"O-oh, ok."
"Now get dressed. We need to get to the casino quickly before Roddy gets pissed again."
"Ok." Matthew got out a suit that Roderich had let him borrow and went to the bathroom to get changed.
Matthew came out of the bathroom to see Gilbert standing by the door, fumbling with his bow-tie. He couldn't help but stare, Gilbert looked incredible in that suit. Gilbert looked up and noticed Matthew. He blushed as Gilbert looked him up and down. "Awesome. Let's go." The two walked out the door and out to the car. "You look good in that tux," Gilbert said, as they made their way downstairs.
"Th-thanks," Matthew said blushing.
"You would look even better with it off though." Matthew almost tripped over nothing. Gilbert laughed. "Don't worry. We'll have a lot of time for that when we get back," he winked.
Matthew's blush deepened and Gilbert kept laughing. They made it to the car and sat down. "Come on West, let's go!" Ludwig sighed, turned the car on, and started driving to the casino.
The casino was big and incredible and full of people. Matthew wondered how they were supposed to find the guy they were looking for in such a crowd. He looked over at Gilbert who seemed a bit serious. 'He is probably always like this on a job' he thought, admiring the figure next to him. He looked over at Berwald, Roderich, and Ludwig who also seemed to look quite serious (and intimidating). Matthew swallowed and tried his best not to seem too out of place in the group of scary looking men.
The group stopped in a less crowded area and began to talk. "Alright, Berwald, Roddy, you guys keep an eye out for our man and anything suspicious," Gilbert said. The two nodded. "And West, you wait over by the entrance-slash-exit just in case." Ludwig nodded and took something out of his blazer pocket. Gilbert turned his attention back to Roderich and Berwald, leaving Matthew with Ludwig.
"Take this," Ludwig whispered, secretly putting something big in Matthew's hands.
Matthew's eyes widened. Ludwig had handed him a hand gun. "Wh-what's this?" he asked panicking. "Why do I need this?"
"Shh," Ludwig said, putting a finger to his mouth. "It's just in case. We always have to plan for the worse. Just put it in your pocket and don't touch it. Use it just in case anything happens."
Matthew swallowed a scream. He didn't want to be there anymore, not if he had to carry a gun. "I-I can't," he said, trying to give Ludwig back the firearm, but Ludwig didn't let him. He took the gun and put it into the inside pocket of Matthew's jacket. "N-no, I can't. Wh-what if it goes off? I-I"
"The safety is on. It won't fire unless you disarm the safety. Just relax, you probably won't even have to use it," Ludwig said, trying to calm Matthew down. "It's just a safety measure. If anything happened to you mein bruder will-"
Matthew looked at Ludwig. He was giving him the gun so he could protect himself. He probably wouldn't even have to use it. So this is what happens when you get involved with a Mafioso, people would probably target you and you had to carry a gun just in case. He looked over at Gilbert who was still talking to Roderich and Berwald. He loved the silver haired man. If this was what he had to do just to be with him…he was willing to accept it, even if he did have a gun he probably would never use.
"You ok Birdie," Gilbert asked concerned, placing a hand on Matthew's shoulder.
"Y-yeah. I'm fine," Matthew said, turning around to face Gilbert.
"Good." Gilbert went over to Ludwig and gave him what looked to be an earphone. "Now come on, we've gotta find our guy," he said, taking Matthew's arm and leading him into the casino.
"Wh-what about Roderich and Berwald?" Matthew asked, still being dragged by the German.
"They're fine," Gilbert said. "We'll meet up with them soon." They continued to walk through the casino. Matthew looked around at all the different things that were there. It looked like those casinos he had seen in those movies Alfred made him watch.
Matthew continued to walk and eventually bumped into Gilbert who had suddenly stopped walking. "G-Gil?"
"Come one Birdie. Berwald found our guy." He grabbed Matthew's arm again and dragged him over to a poker table.
There weren't many people at the table, just a man and his date, another man without a date, another couple, Matthew and Gilbert, and…Berwald? Matthew almost called out to him when Gilbert stopped him, shaking his head. "Now just sit there and look pretty while I play some poker k?" Matthew nodded. He didn't know how they were going to do the job if Gilbert was playing poker, but he chose not question it, he was just there as Gilbert's date.
Gilbert and Berwald played a few rounds of poker with the two couples and the single man (who he assumed was their guy). After a while, the man who was their target excused himself to the bathroom and Berwald followed behind him after a few minutes. "Alright," Gilbert said, leaning back in his chair. "Now we wait for Berwald to get the guy, then inform Roddy and West, and head to the car." 'So that's how they were going to do it'
Gilbert played a few more rounds of poker as he and Matthew waited for Berwald. Gilbert tapped his fingers on the table impatiently. Where was Berwald? Why was he taking so long? Suddenly something buzzed in his ear and he stopped tapping. "G'lb'rt," he heard Berwald say, somewhat out of it.
Gilbert excused himself from the table and walked alittle ways away from the table, keeping a steady hand on Matthew's arm. "What is it Berwald?" he whispered.
"Th' g'ys g'ne. S'm'ne took h'm." Gilbert could here the pain in Berwald's voice.
"What do you mean someone took him? What's wrong? What happened?" Matthew looked over at Gilbert with a worried look on his face as Gilbert's grip on his arm tightened. What was going on?
"S'm'one took h'm. I f'll'wed th' g'y to th' b'thr'm 'nd th'n…" Berwald trailed off.
"And then what?" Gilbert asked, panic evident in his voice.
"'nd th'n, s'meth'ng h't me. R'ght 'n th' b'ck of my head." So that's what happened.
"Shit." Gilbert grabbed Matthew and pulled the blond towards him. "Try and find Roddy, I'm gonna take Matthew to West so just hold tight big guy." Grabbing onto to Matthew's arm with extreme force, Gilbert dragged him casually to the entrance/exit of the casino. Whatever was going on, he didn't want Matthew to be a part of it.
"G-Gil?" Matthew said, walking next to Gilbert. "What's going on?"
Gilbert scanned the casino, looking for his younger brother. "Don't leave my side, got it?"
Matthew panicked. He had never seen Gilbert so serious before. What was happening? Something bad must have happened for him to act like this.
"G-got it," he managed. He released his arm from Gilbert's grip and grabbed the German's hand, squeezing it tight. Gilbert didn't seem to mind as he squeezed Matthew's hand back in order to comfort the blond. Then Gilbert stopped.
"Fuck." Matthew panicked more and squeezed Gilbert's hand tighter. "It'll be ok Birdie," Gilbert said, trying to comfort Matthew. "Just don't leave my side." Matthew moved closer to the silver haired man and wrapped his free arm around Gilbert's. He was scared. "Don't worry, it's probably a false alarm and nothing will probably happen but just in case, be careful and don't leave my side." Gilbert couldn't seem to stress that enough.
He looked over to see Roderich heading towards them. Gilbert softly got out of Matthew's grip and went over to talk to Roderich. Matthew followed after him, keeping him in his sights, when he suddenly felt a horrible pain at the back of his head and everything went black.
Berwald spotted his friends and began to make his way over to them as fast as he possibly could, which wasn't that fast. The casino had filled up over the last hour or so and it was hard maneuvering through the crowd. He spotted Matthew, but not Gilbert. Where was Gilbert? He looked again and saw the silver haired man just a few feet away from the Canadian. Berwald let out a sigh of relief.
He quickly wished he could take back his sigh. He looked up just in time to see someone approach Matthew and hit him in the back of the head with an object Berwald could not see and drag the Canadian away. It was so professional. Every bit of it was professional, from the way it was executed, to the way not even Gilbert seemed to notice what had happened.
Berwald pushed his way through the crowd, trying to get to the blond, but it was no use. The culprit was gone and so was Matthew. Berwald sullenly walked over to Gilbert, breathing heavily. Gilbert's eyes widened in horror as Berwald told him what had just happened.
'Merry fucking Christmas'
Alfred, Michelle, Sadiq, and Elizaveta were all in the living room, seated around the big TV, watching a movie. They heard the phone ring and Elizaveta got up to answer it. Everyone watched as Elizaveta cheerfully answered the phone and watched as her face fell. "A-Alfred," she called, motioning him over. "I-it's for you." She handed him the phone and moved away to give Alfred some space.
"Hello?"
"Alfred?"
"Yup, that's me. What's up Gilbert? Why do you sound so depressed? Mattie not let you sex him up?" Alfred laughed.
"Alfred." Gilbert started. "Matthew's gone."
(A/N): Dun-dun-duuuuunn. What? Did you guys really think that it was gonna be butterflies and rainbows now that Mattie and Gil know about each other's feelings? There's a reason why one of the genres is drama, and now you guys know why.
Baden-Baden: is a city in Germany famous for it's baths and for having the oldest casino. I thought it would be the perfect place for them to go for the job
Bruder: German for brother
What's gonna happen to Mattie? How will Alfred take it? All will be revealed soon.
Reviews? Reviews help you guys find out what happens next.