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Will you regret it?

Thank you for being such a friend to me
Oh I pray a friend for life,
And have I ever told you how much you mean to me?
Oh you mean so much to me
I'm thinking all the time how to tell you how I feel, I'm contemplating phrases,
I'm gazing at eternity,
I am floating in serenity...

And I am so lost for words
And I am so overwhelmed

'Broken wings' by Flyleaf

"Gilbert." Said Matthew. "I've been thinking about the other day and I l… l… lov… ILOVEYOUTOO." He shook his head. "That wouldn't work… I just stutter too much." He gave up and collapsed on his bed. He had been trying to figure out what to say to Gilbert. He had given it a lot of though. He couldn't get the memory out of his head. The taste, the smell and the taste. It was just driving him insane.

He wanted be with him. He needed it. Every fibre of his being was craving it. But it wasn't in a lustful way… No, there was substance behind it. He wanted to be closer to Gilbert. He wanted to tell him how he felt… 'Why is it so hard…? I… I really love him right? At least I think I do… I need maple.'

Matthew walked gown into the kitchen and was met with a rather unusual sight; Alfred had Arthur pinned against a wall in a heated lip lock. He could hear them moaning and he could see the bulge in Arthur's pants growing. Matthew quickly sneaked past them using his ninja skills to get his beloved maple before quickly running back to his room. 'I hope this won't happen every day… or at least I hope they get out of the kitchen before they jizz everywhere. I cook in there.'

When he was back in his room. Far away from his brother and boyfriend. He sat on his bed and took a swing of the sweet liquid. "Okay." He said. "I'll tell him. As soon as I see him again I'll tell him!" He looked at the bottle in his hand. "But first…" He downed the rest of that maple.

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Matthew sighed and his eyes darted around the classroom. It was first period and he hadn't seen Gilbert since Saturday. 'Maybe he's sick… or skipping… it wouldn't be the first time.' But when he hadn't seen Gilbert and it was lunch time, he felt that something was wrong.

He walked down the halls towards the cafeteria. He didn't care that people were bumping into him anymore. He couldn't take it anymore. He ran into one of the bathrooms and locked himself in a cubical. He sat down on the toilet and started to hyperventilate. "It's me isn't it?" He asked no one. "He realized that he made a mistake and now he's avoiding me. He hate's me I just know it!"

He rolled up his sleeves and looked at the faded pink lines on his arms. He ran his fingertips along the lines. His breathing was shaky and uneven. "One year…" He muttered. "I haven't cut myself in one year… But now… he hates me I just know it." Matthew reached into his pocket to find a blade or something but he found nothing. He sighed and decided to go to his locker and get his scissors. They were sharp.

As he walked down the almost deserted corridor he happened to glance outside for a second and caught a glimpse of something silver. He stopped walking and had another look. His jaw dropped. Gilbert was just standing out there on the field. Matthew immediately took off down the hall. His heart was racing. 'I have to tell him!'

He burst through the doors of the school and ran after Gilbert. Gilbert just stood there with his back to him. Matthew couldn't help it. He jumped through the air and screamed his name. "GILBERT!"

Gilbert turned around and held out his arms to catch Matthew. He landed in Gilbert's arms. Matthew buried his face into Gilbert's shoulder while Gilbert held him tightly. "Ich liebe dich Matthew Williams." He whispered into Matthew's ear.

Matthew smiled. "Je t'aime Gilbert Beilschmidt."

Gilbert's eyes lit up. "You mean it Birdie?"

Matthew rolled his eyes. "No I'm joking. I actually hate you. That's why I'm hugging you right now." Gilbert laughed and slung Matthew over his shoulder and started to carry him away. "GILBERT!" Cried Matthew. "What are you doing?"

"Keseseseseseses." Chuckled Gilbert. "Not I Birdie… We.We are jigging school. We are going to go do something awesome. Like get ice-cream! The awesome me is going to get you some ice-cream!" Matthew was blushing like crazy but still smiled anyway.

Once again Matthew and Gilbert were in a park sitting on a hill eating ice-cream. "So does this mean were boyfriends now?" Asked Matthew sheepishly.

Gilbert smiled at Matthew. "What do you think Mattie? I'll be whatever you need me to be." He pulled Matthew into a one armed hug. "I'll be your boyfriend. Your knight. Your friend. Your angel. Your demon… Anything and everything you need Mattie." Matthew blushed.

"I want you to be Gilbert." Mumbled Matthew. A nod from Gilbert told Matthew that he heard him.

"But…" Said Gilbert slyly. "If you ever need me I'll always help you."

"And I'll help you." Said Matthew.

Gilbert wrapped his arms around Matthew's waits and whispered into Matthew's ear. "I wish we could stay like this forever."

Matthew closed his eyes. "I wish that too." He heard the sound of birds flying overhead and sighed. "They sound just like Gil-"

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"-bird." Mumbled Matthew as he slowly opened his eyes. It was just a dream. He sighed and sat up. "Damn…" He muttered. "Stupid dreams." He looked at his bed side table told him all he needed to know. He had drunk all the maple syrup. He had a maple induced dream. A sudden tug of his hair pulled him back into reality. "MAPLE!"

"Tweet!" Cried a little yellow bird of awesomeness that was nesting in his hair.

"Gilbird?" Questioned Matthew. What was Gilbird doing in his hair? Wait a second… if Gilbird was here… then did that mean Gilbert was here too. Matthew's face went red.

"Keseseseseses. Your face is super red!" Laughed Gilbert. He was sitting on the Victorian window seat and holding Kumajiro in his arms.

Matthew screamed and jumped off of his bed landing on the floor with a thump. "How did you get in?"

Gilbert chuckled. "I knocked. Saw the door was open. Went in. Glanced in the kitchen and saw Alfred and Arthur cleaning up the kitchen. Walked into your room. Saw you passed out on the floor next to an empty maple syrup bottle. Picked you up. Put you in bed. Waited for you to wake up and now we're here."

Matthew slowly stood up. "Damn… I'm never going to be able to cook in there again. I bet they jizzed everywhere."

Gilbert gasped. "They… fucked… in the KITCHEN? That's gross… You make pancakes in there!"

Matthew sighed. "I know right? So why are you here?"

Gilbert smirked. "I wanted to do something. Want to see a movie or something?"

Matthew's jaw dropped. 'Why is he acting like nothing happened between us?'

Gilbert tilted his head. "Did I miss something? You want to talk instead?"

"Yes!" Said Matthew. "What happened the other day? One secondyou were kissing me and saying that you love me. The next you told me to forget about it!"

Gilbert was taken aback by the sudden out burst from the usually quiet Canadian. "Calm down Matthew." Said Gilbert. "I can explain."

He walked over to Matthew. He just glared at the albino. "Do you regret it?"

Gilbert shook his head. "No!" He gasped. "Why would I regret it?"

"Because you ran away!" Exclaimed Matthew. He could feel angry tears building up and threatening to fall. "Do you hate me or something?"

Gilbert grabbed Matthew by his shoulders and slammed his back in to the nearest wall. This made Gilbird fly out of Matthew's hair and across the room. Matthew was looking into Gilbert's red orbs. "Look Matthew. I don't regret it. But it was a snap decision and I didn't want you to hate me for it."

"I don't hate you." Said Matthew. "I think I love you too."

Gilbert sighed and smiled. He pressed his forehead against Matthews. "Thank you Matthew." He whispered before kissing Matthew on the cheek. "But you really shouldn't have fallen for me."

"What?" Asked the slightly wide eyed Canadian.

"I'm too dangerous Matthew." Said Gilbert. "Remember how I went crazy a while back? I don't want to freak out like that and hurt you because of that. Then there's the Russian blood crew. I saw Katyusha the other day so they're still hanging around and I don't want them to come after you to get to me… I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if that happened."

"I don't care." Said Matthew.

Gilbert chuckled and held Matthew close. "Okay Matthew. But if we want to make this work I want you to do one thing for me okay." He looked deep into Matthew's eyes. "If I tell you to run. You run, far away until you're somewhere safe and call Ludwig. That's all I'm asking Matthew. Can you do that for me?"

Matthew was a little confused. He didn't think that Gilbert would ask him to do something that odd, but okay. "I'm good with that." He looked into Gilbert's eyes. "Funny…" Thought Matthew. "I can't believe I was afraid of him before. His eyes are so beautiful."

Matthew leaned forward and kissed Gilbert on the lips. Gilbert quickly responded and kissed back. Matthew wrapped his arms around Gilbert's neck and Gilbert held Matthew close to him. Suddenly the door to Matthew's room swung open and in walked a very pissed off looking Alfred. "GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY BROTHER!"

Gilbert quickly pulled away from Matthew. "Sorry Lover." He said. "But we'll have to continue this later. Gilbird let's go!" Gilbird quickly crashed into Gilbert's head as he side stepped Alfred.

As soon as Gilbert was gone Alfred turned to Matthew. "WHAT THE HELL?" He shouted. "YOU AND THAT THING?"

"He's not a thing!" Cried Matthew. "He's… my boyfriend."

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Gilbert was over the moon. Matthew had said that he loved him and now he could assume that they were an item. He happily walked into the house and sat down on the couch. A goofy grin was plastered on his face. Francis walked out of the kitchen and rolled his eyes. "So you two are finally going out?" He asked.

"Yep." Said Gilbert happily. "Nothing can bring me down now!"

Francis shook his head. "I give it three months before Matthew dies."

Gilbert pouted. "Not funny."

"I'm just being realistic Gilbert… and to answer your next question Antonio and Ludwig are with the Italian brothers…" Said Francis. "AND ARTHUR WAS HAVING SEX WITH ALFRED WASN'T HE?"

Gilbert rolled his eyes. "Couldn't you hear it? I bet their minds were screaming out in burning passion and lots in lusty thoughts."

Francis stuck his fingers in his ears. "I'm not hearing this!" Gilbert sighed at his flustered friend.

"Look… sorry about that… I'm sure he'll fall for you eventually."

Francis sighed. "He'll never fall for me… I'm going for a walk. By the way Matthew is coming over soon."

"Don't read his mind Francis!" Called Gilbert. Francis closed the door behind him leaving Gilbert all alone. He shrugged and waited for Matthew to turn up. "Should we make some popcorn Gilbird?" He asked the fluff ball of awesomeness. Gilbird flew into the kitchen. Gilbert chuckled and followed the bird.

He opened the cupboard and frowned. There wasn't a lot of food in there; a few popcorn bags and some flour. Gilbert made a mental note to tell Ludwig to get some more food. He put the bag in the microwave and waited. Gilbird perched on top of the microwave. Gilbert scolded the little bird. "You're going to cook yourself if you stay there for too long."

Gilbird flew off the microwave and nested in Gilbert's hair. As Gilbert waited for the popcorn to pop he let his mind wander to what Francis had just said. 'I give you three months before Matthew dies… What a bunch of bull shit. He's going to live way longer than that… Hell he can live one million years if he wants to. That would show Francis. He's just too depressed about Arthur.'

The Gilbert sighed and put the popcorn into a bowel just as the doorbell rang. Gilbert walked towards the door with popcorn in hand. "If that isn't Matthew…" He said in a sing song voice. "I'm going to slap Francis."

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Matthew was standing at Gilbert's door. He couldn't take Alfred yelling at him anymore. 'Why does he feel like he has to protect me?' He hummed to himself before the door opened. There was Gilbert, holding a bowel of popcorn in one hand.

"Birdie!" He beamed. "Did you escape Alfred's evil clutches? Come in I was just about to watch a movie while thinking about an awesome plan to rescue you… I'm thinking rope ladder and an explosion."

Matthew blushed. "Why the explosion?"

"Because no plan is complete without an explosion." He claimed. "Come on in Mattie." Matthew walked inside and Gilbert closed the door. But as soon as he did there was a loud thump. Something had hit the door. Gilbert gave Matthew the popcorn and opened the door.

"Fuck… It's a dove. Silly thing flew into the door and busted its neck… I'll be back in a second." Gilbert picked up the dead bird and walked outside to put it in the bin. While he was gone Matthew realized something… It was too quiet… They were alone.

"Sweet maple…" Muttered Matthew.

Gilbert walked back inside and led Matthew to the lounge room. "What movie do you want to watch lover?"

Matthew blushed. That nickname was just too embarrassing. "I don't mind… Just as long as it's not horror okay."

Gilbert pouted. "You're no fun." He was about to walk over to the DVD rack when the phone rang. "Damn phone. Make yourself at home Mattie."

Matthew sat down and patiently waited for Gilbert to come back. He could hear Gilbert talking in the other room.

"Antonio what's up? That's all? Wait… what? BLOOD? Holy fuck… Feliciano? Okay… WHEN? I'll be there now!" He raced out of the room as fast as he could. "Sorry Birdie but I have to go to the hospital. Car crash, blood, possibly dead need to go now. You can come if you want."

Matthew quickly followed Gilbert to the car. They buckled up and drove away. Matthew was dreading what had happened. 'Has something happened to Feliciano? This is bad.'

TBC

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