Last chapter. There will be an epilouge though. :)

Chapter Warnings: Character death, blood, violence, fighting.

Gilbert couldn't believe what he was hearing. He didn't want the story that came out of the man's mouth be true. "How did you know-" Gilbert's red eyes widened as he realized who was standing in front of him. "B-but how did you survive?"

The man chuckled, a low raspy sound. "That doesn't matter. What matters is that you're going to die." The man pulled out a gun, aiming at the albino detective.

Gilbert looked back over his shoulder. "Run!" He yelled at Feliciano and Ivan. Both nodded and sprinted out the entrance.

"Well well, to bad you'll have to die alone. Goodbye detective Beilschmidt." The man smirked behind the mask, pulling the trigger. Gilbert shut his eyes, waiting for death.

After a couple moments, there was no pain. Gilbert slowly opened his eyes, to be greeted by Matthew, standing in front of him.

"That's enough." The younger twin gritted through his teeth, blood seeping through the right shoulder of his hoodie. It was Matthew who was shot, not Gilbert.

Gilbert fell back in shock as a loud shot rang through the air. The man in the mask fired the gun again. Matthew slowly pulled a weapon out of the pocket of his hoodie. A cooking knife.

"I said that's enough Alfred." Matthew looked up at his twin with tired eyes. "I'm getting quite bored with your games."

Alfred slowly pulled off his mask, revealing an evil smirk similar to his twin's. "Rematch?"

Matthew didn't answer the question, but instead sprinted at his brother with full speed, Alfred firing bullets at his twin as he got closer and closer.

Alfred ducked as Matthew swung his knife, barely missing the left side of his head. Matthew lifted the knife up and brought it down, where it hit the gun. Alfred continued using the gun with block Matthew's attacks.

Matthew kicked Alfred in his stomach, sending him flying down the stairs. He quickly stood again, wavering slightly. Blood slowly trickled out of Alfred's mouth, dripping to the cold cement floor.

A man in a red hoodie came running toward Alfred. As the person reached Alfred, he shoved the gun up against their stomach and pulled the trigger. "I want to see your face as you die, dear brother." Alfred smirked, pulling the hood off the man he shot…

To reveal a woman. A woman with short blonde hair. The girl smiled as she fell to the ground. "Hello… Natalia."

Slowly a group of people in red hoodies emerged from the shadows. They all formed a circle around Alfred, taunting him. "Kill us, kill us, kill us…" The group chanted. There were about 12 of them, all wearing the same hoodie Matthew was wearing.

"Oh dear brother…" Alfred's eyes widened as he felt a hot breath on his ear.

"I win."

The knife went through his back and out his chest, for all to see the tip of the blood covered blade.

Alfred's body fell to the ground, revealing Matthew. There was a cheer and a couple of high fives around the group.

"What…?" Gilbert's face showing clear confusion. All the members of the group pulled their red hoods down, revealing all their faces. Gilbert's eyes darted around the circle.

Vash, Ivan, Feliciano, Lovino, Ludwig, Feliks, Toris, Lars, Ravis, Kiku, and Antonio. He noticed Toris and Ravis because they worked for his brother.

"What…?" Gilbert repeated.

"Shut up and kiss me you idiot." A voice came from behind him before Gilbert was pulled into a deep, passionate liplock.

The albino pulled back to see the face of his beloved Matthew. "But... you killed all those people…"

Matthew's eyebrows scrunched together. "I know." He answered, and before Gilbert could ask, he continued. "I remembered earlier, after we found the body. Francis tried to take me home, but I insisted we go to the station. He dropped me off there and went to find me some clean clothes because mine had blood on them. I told Vash and Antonio what happened when I was little, and they told me I was to young to know what I was doing." He took a deep breath. "And so afterwards, I told them about the man watching me at the club and told them I had suspicions that it was Alfred. I went to your brother's club and told him and Feli what was going on. They grabbed a couple of their friends and we set up this little event." He gestured to everybody in the hoodies.

Gilbert glanced at everybody then back at Matthew. "I love you."

Matthew smiled, not evil, or maniacally. A nice smile, that promised love, care, and friendship. He pecked Gilbert on the lips again.

"I know."

I kinda don't want it to end. :

I'm gonna write another insane!Canada fic if I get enough reviews.

PM me your ideas and I'll see you later broskis~