A/N Since I was a complete little shit this week who didn't update at all, I decided you guys deserved another chapter. Haha, please try not to kill me si?- Ashes

The next morning, when Antonio and Lovino arrived at school, Antonio as carrying a large bouquet of flowers. He wasn't sure if they were pretty, the man at the flower shop had told him they were, but he knew they smelled wonderful. He felt awful over what Gilbert had said. The Spanish man had thought all night about it, and he realized, Gilbert was right. Maybe no about everything, the Spanish man still couldn't see a problem in Lovino sleeping with him, but- maybe Antonio hadn't been giving Gilbert the attention he needed lately.

And so he had decided to make it up to Gilbert.

His plan consisted of a few parts. First, pick up flowers. Done. He lifted his large hands, fingers brushing over a few petals of the large bunch. They were soft like satin against his skin. He could only hope Gilbert would like them. As he walked down the hall with Lovino, he could hear the whispers. Who is Señor Fernandez bringing flowers to? Do you think he got them? Does he have a secret admirer?

Lovino frowned hearing the words. What was Toni doing? Antonio hadn't told him about the fight the night before, he hadn't wanted to worry or upset the boy. He knew Lovino often blamed himself for things, he didn't want that happening this time. So Lovino had no idea. When they got into the classroom, Antonio got him all tucked in in his chair, setting his drawing papers in front of him, and kissing his head. "Lovinito, I have to go quickly do something. Can you stay here and be a good boy for me?" He asked softly, reaching out to stroke over the boys cheek gently.

Lovino couldn't help himself, his cheek cuddling into the hand on his face. Toni's hands were always so warm, so comfortable. "Si, Toni! I can be a good boy and wait." He swore, blushing as his lips accidentally brushed Antonio's palm. Lovino could instantly feel his face heating up. Shit, had Toni felt that!?

The oblivious Spaniard hadn't even noticed. "That's my Lovi." He praised, kissing his nose, before vanishing out the door, thanking God he had a spare first this morning. His fingers slid into his pocket, feeling the little parcel contained there. He'd been planning this for a while, but he had never been sure. He had been scared, terrified even. Antonio was still scared. But this would make Gilbert happy. This would fix Antonio's mistakes, and prove to Gilbert just how much he loved him.

He paused for only a moment outside the gymnasium door, hearing the loud and rambunctious teens inside. He hesitated a second longer, taking a deep breath, running his fingers along the cool metal of the door. You can do this Toni. You can. This is for the man you love. And he loved Gilbert, right? Right.

He took a step inside, flowers in his hand as he reached out with a free hand for the wall, using it as a guide to Gilbert's office. He heard the noises in the gym cease, as an unnerving silence fell over the large room. He didn't need sight to know everyone was staring.

Gilbert had been marking the attendance when his lover had come in. Instantly, he stood, moving to his side. He didn't question the flowers, although his cheeks flushed. There was only one reason Toni would be here without Lovino. "Is something wrong? Did something happen to Lovino?" He questioned, quite worriedly. The German man had already had time to cool down. He regretted the things he had said at the restaurant, although he had meant them, he should have known Antonio wasn't purposely trying to upset him. Antonio was, after all, much too sweet to ever purposely hurt anyone.

The Spaniard smiled hearing his boyfriend's voice. It was calm and relaxed now, there was none of the tension or irritation in it, such as there had been the night before. Hearing the concern, he reached the hand that had been on the wall out to rest on Gilbert's arm. "No, no, nothing like that." He assured, thrusting the hand with the flowers out towards Gilbert. "I… I bought these for you. I hope you like them, that they're as pretty as the man at the store told me they were." He laughed sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck. "They smelled really pretty, and made me think of you."

Gilbert took the flowers slowly, staring at Antonio in shock. "Ja.. they're gorgeous, Tonio. But… I thought you didn't want anyone to know about us? You said you weren't ready." He reminded gently.

Antonio nodded, his smile growing, although, there was a mixture of nervousness in it too, Gilbert noted. "I changed my mind. I'm ready now, amor. You were right. I haven't been paying enough attention to you. I didn't even stop to consider you could be feeling like I don't love you." He rummaged clumsily in his pockets, finally pulling out the tiny wooden box. "I don't ever want to hurt you like that again." The Spaniard told him, a serious tone that was rarely heard painting his tone.

The crimson that had begun to creep onto Gilbert's face when Antonio had handed him the flowers now completely colored his pale cheeks, a gasp escaping his lips as he saw the other pull out the little box, slowly lowering himself to one knee. The students all gasped right along with him. Señor Fernandez and Mister Beilschmidt were dating!? "T-tonio?" Gilbert questioned hesitantly, the normally rambunctious and loud mans voice now soft, disbelieving. There was absolutely no way Toni was about to… No! He had to be dreaming! How long had he wished his boyfriend would want more from their relationship? Too long. "Is… is that…?"

Antonio tilted his head up towards the younger man, opening the box to reveal a beautiful ring. Black and white diamonds adorned the center, two black, one white in the center. He gave a little nod. "Si. Te amo, Gilbert, I don't… I don't ever want t hurt you again. I want you to be able to know, without a doubt, that no matter what, you are treasured by me. Gilbert, mi amor…. will you marry me?" He finally asked.

A silent hush fell over the room, everyone, including Antonio, holding their breath as they waited for Gilbert to reply.

The albino himself was in absolute shock. This was not what he had expected to have happen this morning. "Y-you can't be serious!" He stuttered out. "This is a j-joke right!?"

Antonio's blood ran cold, as he let out a sheepish, incredibly nervous laugh. "N-no, I'm more serious than I probably ever have been before… " He confessed. All at once, Gilbert had dropped to his knees, pressing their lips together in a loving, albeit chaste kiss, the students cheering loudly, while some just quietly giggled. "Ja, you idiot. Of course I'll marry you, so stop looking so sad." He teased, kissing him again.

Antonio kissed back with everything he had in him, a sense of relief washing over him. Married. He was getting married. His hands reached out, feeling every inch of Gilbert's face. He felt the soft, thin lips, curved upwards in a large smile, unlike the normal cocky grins the man often wore. He felt the tears streaming down his cheeks, he prayed they were tears of joy. Finally, he reached down, grasping his hand and sliding the ring onto his finger. It was done. He had done it. He could only pray this decision was the right one.