Francis got everything set up and Antonio was taking Lovino out on a date to keep him out of the apartment until their operation 'set Gilly-bear up on a mega awesome blind date' was complete. The people, both men and women arrived and Francis let them inside. He smirked as he stared at the people. If this didn't work for Gilbert at least there were plenty of pretty young things for him to go home with.

Gilbert arrived at Antonio and Lovino's apartment totally unaware of their intentions. All he knew was there was a party, parties meant booze, and all he really wanted was to drink. He knocked on the door and Francis was quick to answer, it was almost as if he was waiting for him. Francis pulled him inside and towards the group of people. Gilbert recognized a few of them from one or two of his college classes, but other than that he was clueless as to who they all were.

He grabbed a red cup and quickly moved to a corner. He thought there would be people he would know here, but he guessed if he was to get totally shit faced tonight he didn't have to worry about getting scolded for it later. He drank the beer and watched everyone. Francis found him and wasn't about to let him drink in peace. "Gilly-bear why don't you go socialize. Come on I'll help introduce you to some people."

"I don't want to; I only agreed to come to this shitty excuse for a party so I could get free beer. Now please just leave me alone, I'm not in the mood for this." Gilbert said and drank his beer until the plastic red cup was empty. He crushed it in his hand and dropped it to the floor before he grabbed another. Francis sighed and took the new drink from his hand.

"At least seduce someone, I mean when was the last time you…" Francis stared to ask but between Gilbert's glaring and him going for another drink, he lost his train of thought.

"I'm not in the fucking mood! Just let me drink!" Gilbert growled and grabbed a cup and quickly gulped it down. Francis shook his head and took the plastic cups; one by one he started pouring them down the sink. Gilbert grabbed him trying to get him to stop. "Hey! Hey not the beer!" He growled in his ear.

Francis turned to him angry. "I'm not letting you get drunk…not this year. We've known each other for three years now and every year that I've know you around the same time every year you fall into depression and damn near drink yourself to death. Now I don't know what happened to you but you need to stop this."

"Yeah you don't know what happened so why don't you butt the fuck out! This is the only way I feel any better about anything! If I drink myself to death then fine!" Gilbert yelled. The people at the party pretended to be interested in their own conversations, but most of them were listening in.

"I don't want you to drink yourself to death! Just tell me what happened to cause this, if I knew then maybe I could help you to get over it."

"I don't want to get over it! Getting over it is the same as forgetting! I don't want to forget." Gilbert yelled and slammed a fist down onto the countertop. Francis grabbed his arm and pulled him into the bedroom.

"Gilbert you need to tell me what's wrong. Please, even if you don't want my help, maybe talking about it will help you feel better." Francis said his voice soft and it was almost comforting.

Gilbert glared at him but then his face turned to a look of pure sadness. He sat down on the bed and sighed. "Alright you better sit down, it's a pretty long story." Francis sat down next to him and leaned back where he was conferrable. Gilbert hunched over and sat there in silence before he began to tell his story.

"Back in high school I didn't get very good grades, I got into lots of fights, the teachers hated me. After a real bad fight before school I went to my first class of the day, I would have normally skipped it because I was bleeding and everything but I won so I wanted to brag a little. While walking there I bumped into this new teacher Old Fritz. He saw I was all bruised up and bleeding, and he must have heard about me from the other teachers. They always told me, "If you keep getting into fights like that you'll never amount to anything, you'll land yourself in jail. Why don't you wise up and just stop it!" I thought he would say the same, but he didn't."

Francis listened and stared at his friend's face. He was curious as to where this story was going. "What did he say?" Francis asked when Gilbert's pause for breath became too long. Gilbert smirked and flopped backwards to he was lying on his back.

"He asked me if I won…and when I told him I did he congratulated me. It threw me totally off guard and after that I started going to his class. I finally had someone who would listen to me about my fights and stuff, it was awesome, he helped me study and helped me with home work. He became my favorite teacher. After school I would sometimes go to his class and we would play a game or two of chess. Before I knew it was happening I must have fallen in love with him."

Francis looked at him, his face showed no surprise or shock. "We've all had our crushes on teachers Gilbert…we move one and forget those feelings." He said and Gilbert gave a dry laugh.

"He…returned my feelings Francis…it became much more to me than just a simple crush at that point. He said that we couldn't though…he was older than me and my teacher. But I wouldn't let up, I wanted to be with him so bad, I pestered and asked until finally he caved and agreed to go out with me. We kept it secret, something I thought I would take to my grave." He told him and closed his eyes.

Francis' face was now nothing but the look of up most shock. He was speechless now as his mind wrapped around what Gilbert was telling him. It made sense now, why Gilbert got so depressed, why in high school he landed himself in the hospital with alcohol poisoning. Old Fritz wasn't just his teacher but his lover.

Francis lied backwards and looked over at his friend. "You never told anyone this before…not once."

Gilbert shook his head. "Never told a soul, not even Ludwig. You're the first to ever hear any of this. Francis he meant everything to me if it wasn't for him…what the other teachers said about me would have happened, I would have gotten myself in jail after dropping out. I was going to drop out until him. Francis he was my first."

"Really? How were you two able to…it would have been strange for a teacher to visit your home unless they're friends with the family." Francis asked. Gilbert smirked and closed his eyes.

"He was helping me with a science experiment off of the roof and well one thing led to another." Gilbert told him, he didn't give away any other details besides that no matter how much Francis begged to know. That was one thing he would like to keep a secret. Gilbert sighed and found that talking about this with Francis actually was helping him feel a little better, still depressed, but better then wanting to drink himself to death.

Gilbert closed his eyes and allowed himself to relax. He tried to remember all the good times he had with Old Fritz instead of just thinking about how he was gone. "Thanks Francis…but we should probably get the fuck out of here before Lovino and Antonio come home. Antonio can only keep Lovino out for so long."

Now you all know Gilbert's relationship with Old Fritz, you also now all know that I ship this…I ship it so damn hard. I ship Gilbert with a few different people actually. PruCan may make no sense but I love it, Prussia/Hungary (only one sided gotta love one sided love. I usually have it so he loves her but she's friend zones him), Prussia/SItaly, Prussia/Spain, Prussia/America, Prussia /Lichtenstein (one sided but on her part, I like to see her having a sort of school girl crush on him)

I don't like RusPrus whenever I read a fic about them its always very rape-ish. I do not support rape love, it's just wrong. I don't care if other people like it. But I never will that's why I will never read another fic with them ever again. I only tired because my friends like them and I wanted to see what it was she liked.

Oh I have a poll up for what you guys want the next chapter to be. Be sure to review then go vote. Thank you, I love you all so much.

I'm loopy…worked 12 hours last night, then worked 7 hours tonight. Why…because I'm bad ass!