Author's Note

Hi, this is my first time posting. I hope that the story is to your liking. I have decided to use French and German in the story so translations will be at the bottom of each chapter. My french is accurate because I'm native from Paris and if my German isn't it's because it came from Google Translate :) Let me know what you think, I love reviews and suggestions for this or future fics. Also tell me if you want me to include other pairings !

Enjoy,

The PirateChick020497


Chapter 10 - The Bet

Matthew woke up feeling quite annoyed. He grumbled, who on earth was calling him at three in the morning !? Well, whoever it was didn't matter. The damn hoser was gonna get chewed out big time ! Matthew picked up the phone.

"You damn hoser ! Why are you calling at three in the morning ! Unless someone died then I don't wanna hear it ! Not all of us stay up at all hours of the night." Matthew was royally pissed off.

"Oh I'm so sorry Mattie, I completely forgot about the time difference. I'll call you back later okay."

"Oh never mind, might as well talk now that I'm awake." Matthew said once he had realized that it was Gilbert that had called him.

"Well okay. Berlin is sooooo boring right now, you think I could come for a visit ?"

Matthew blinked, Gilbert wanted to come visit. Oh.

"Yeah, sure why not. There isn't much going on here either."

"Great ! I will let you know when my flight is soon okay."

"Mmm hmm." Matthew was falling asleep.

"Gute nacht Vögelchen."

"Night."

Matthew fell asleep without turning off the phone.

A week later Matthew waited at the Vancouver Airport for Gilbert. The place was empty. A lone businessman with a tiny suitcase walked by, but otherwise the place was deserted. That was probably because Gilbert was on a red-eye flight. It was one in the morning. A pair of sliding doors opened to reveal Gilbert. The man seemed excited despite his apparent lack of sleep. His silver hair was a mess and his black "The Who" t shirt was rumpled. Gilbert didn't even have to scan for a second. He waved to Matthew and walked over dragging his suitcase behind him.

"Hi." Matthew stood from his seat. Gilbert gave him a brief hug.

"Hey Mattie. Thanks for having me."

"Eh ? Oh sure no problem, it's been a very long time since I've had a guest." Matthew smiled. He was happy that Gilbert was here. This was going to be a nice visit.


Once Gilbert and Matthew arrived in the airport's parking lot, Gilbert was surprised to see that Matthew owned a Volkswagen. The original 1938 Volkswagen. He looked at the small car with appreciation. He hadn't seen one of these in a long time. Not even in Germany.

"A Volkswagen 1938."

Matthew looked at Gilbert and smiled.

"Yes. It's one of my favorite cars."

"It's beautiful." Gilbert noticed that it was very well kept for such an old car.

"Thank you." Matthew said as he loaded Gilbert's belongings into the car. They hit the road that was completely empty. It was a long drive to get to Matthew home. Once they got there Matthew opened the door and showed him to the guest room. They both got ready and then went to bed, both too tired to do anything until the morning.

Gilbert woke up in an unfamiliar place. He blinked as he slowly took in his surrounding. He was in Matthew's guest room he realized. The room was quite nice. Rich browns and reds made up most of the color scheme of the room. He wandered out into the hall and down the mahogany staircase ending up in a spacious living room that looked out onto the Pacific Ocean. Gilbert was awe struck. This was one of the most beautiful landscapes he had ever seen.

"It's quite something isn't it." Matthew was behind him leaning against a wall, a smile on his delicate face. Gilbert smiled.

"Yes it is." He looked out the huge floor to ceiling window again. He could see a mountain range further on the cost and the sandy beach was covered in a thick layer of glittering snow. The ocean was a deep blue and the sky that met it was tinted pink and orange.

"Seeing the sunrise or sunset here is even better. And the best is if you see it in the mountains. " Matthew smiled softly. Gilbert was surprised, he hadn't expected Canada to be so beautiful.

"And I thought this place was boring last time I came." Gilbert said.

"What ?! You thought it was boring !" Matthew looked offended.

"I didn't mean it like that ! I was here on business, I didn't get a chance to see this !" Gilbert tried to defend himself. Matthew frowned.

"Boring eh ? Well then I challenge you to a race."

"A race ?"

"Yes, do you know how to snowboard ?"

"Ja."

"Well then, we'll take a helicopter jump from the highest peak in Vancouver. First one to get to the bottom wins." Matthew had a gleam in his eye, "And to make things more interesting we'll have a bet. However wins the race get's one thing from the other." Matthew smiled coyly. Gilbert grinned, he liked this side of Matthew,maybe this is what he had meant when he had said he was crazy about extreme sports.

"Your on !"

Now Gilbert was less sure of his earlier statement. This was scarier than he thought it would be They strapped on their gear inside the helicopter. They got the okay from the pilot to jump. It was pretty far off the ground. Canada counted "Five, four, three" Gilbert braced himself "two, one !" Matthew got a head start. They plummeted towards the snow, Matthew landing first and not wasting a moment of time to get going. Gilbert was close behind.

"Woohoo !" Matthew yelled. Gilbert laughed sportingly, however, he wanted to win this race.

The race went on sometimes Matthew was ahead and other times it was Gilbert. Gilbert did notice the incredible amount of skill the Canadian possesed. He moved with fluid motion on top of the snow, as if the board underneath him was an extension of his body.

They started nearing the bottom of the huge slope. Matthew pulled ahead when Gilbert hadn't expected it and won. Matthew removed his helmet and goggles and let out a whopping victory cry.

"Now that I've won this race, I feel confident enough to tell you this." Matthew said smiling softly " When we were in Berlin that night with your brother and Italy, I understood what you meant."

Gilbert's mouth dropped open. He knew ! Oh no, oh no, oh no ! Gilbert's mind was reeling, then to soft full lips met his. Matthew was kissing him... Matthew was kissing him !

Canada pulled away "I wanted to tell you that I feel the same." His eyes twinkled. Gilbert wasted no time and tackled him.

"G-Gilbert !?"

"Can I kiss you Vögelchen ?"

"Yes." They shared a soft kiss, lips lingering a little afterwards. Both of them grinned, Matthew blushing a pretty shade of pink.

After their snowboarding adventure and their confessions of love towards each other they sat watching the sunset in Matthew living room on the couch. The comfortable silence was broken when Matthew quietly spoke.

"You know, I won the still have to do one thing for me."

"Oh, " Gilbert had forgotten " I do don't I ?"

"Yes." A sly grin spread across the Canadian's face. " I want you to call America and tell him he's fat."

"What !?"

"I won, you have to do it." Matthew giggled.

"Fine." Gilbert huffed.

Matthew handed Gilbert his cell phone and found America's number. Gilbert dialed, it rang for what seemed like an eternity, finally someone picked it up.

"Hello, Alfred here, who's this ?"

"It's Gilbert, Germany's bruder."

"Oh hi Gilbert, what up man ?"

Gilbert gave Matthew a look who in return urged him on.

"I called to say that you are fat." he hung up before getting America's reply. There was a moment of silence before they both burst out laughing, soon enough they were clutching their sides from the cramps.

"Oh god, that was amazing !"

"Ah ha,ha, can't you just picture his face. Gilbert hugged Matthew for support as he started to keel over. Matthew hugged back and then the mood changed. Maybe it was because Matthew had adorable little tears in his eyes, or because Gilbert had a very sexy pout, but either way they found themselves still holding each other neither one wanting to let go. Gilbert pushed Matthew onto the couch, arms still wrapped around him. His hands slid down to the petite blonde's waist and he started to kiss him.

It was innocent enough at first but Matthew opened his mouth to breath and Gilbert slipped his tongue inside the wet cavern. Matthew moaned letting Gilbert take charge, he leaned into him and said

"Gilbert, je t'aime, je t'aime."

Gilbert knew what that meant and he melted. He was blissfully happy.

"Ich liebe dich Vögelchen."

With words of love being whispered their breaths hitched and Matthew shifted so that he was sitting in Gilbert's lap who lay smiling beneath him. Matthew tentatively pushed the hem of Gilbert's shirt upwards to reveal a lithe well muscled body that was as pale and beautiful as the snow. In turn Gilbert took of Matthew's long sleeved shirt. Matthew was leane and had more muscle than Gilbert had imagined, small pink nipples appeared as Gilbert slid the shirt of Matthew entirely. Their lips met again and locked in a hot passionate kiss. Gilbert pulled Matthew down further onto him, the smaller man kissing Gilbert's neck.

"OH MY GOD !" Matthew and Gilbert looked up to see America looking quite shocked at what he had found. Matthew blushed a very dark shade of red and got himself off of Gilbert.

"Wh-wh-what are y-you doing here ?" Matthew stuttered.

"Um, bro, um, I traced the call here, I came to kill G-Gilbert" America looked at the semi nude man on the couch then turned his gaze back to Matthew.

"Um, I'm leaving now."

America marched out of the living room and the lovers heard the front door close. There was silence and then,


Translations : Gute nacht Vögelchen - Good night Birdie

: Vögelchen - Birdie

: Je t' aime - I love you

: Ich liebe dich Vögelchen - I love you Birdie.