Shinigami-cat: Sorry it's taken so long. I've just had a bit of writers block here so yeah... Feel free to toss in any ideas you have for what might happen please... I OWN NOTHING!

Black magic and daisy chains

I'm still trying to figure out
How to tell you I was wrong
I can't fill the emptiness inside
Since you've been gone

So is it you or is it me?
I know I said things that I didn't mean
But you should've known me by now
You should've known me

If you believed when I said
I'd be better off without you
Then you never really knew me at all

If you believed when I said
That I wouldn't be thinking about you
You thought you knew the truth
But you're wrong

You're all that I need
Just tell me that you still believe

I can't undo the things
That led us to this place
But I know there's something more
To us than our mistakes

So is it you or is it me?
I know I'm so blind when we don't agree
But you should've known me by now
You should've known me

If you believed when I said
I'd be better off without you
Then you never really knew me at all

'Believe' by Skillet

Gilbert woke up from another restless sleep. It was just him and Matthew in a beautiful garden surrounded by roses, but soon Matthew began to decay and die just like the flowers around him. It made him feel sick but what was he going to do? He couldn't do anything. He never felt so useless in his life. His Matthew didn't trust him anymore... didn't love him anymore...

He sighed and got dressed. Had a quick bite to eat and then he went for a walk. It didn't take him long before he came across a church. Well it was more like one of those large gothic cathedrals. He sighed and went inside. The place was pretty much empty only a priest walking out into one of the smaller rooms. Gilbert smiled half-heartedly at that and sat down. He looked around at the stained glass windows of the saints and images of the bible.

He sighed and did something he hadn't done in a long time. He prayed. "God... I know I haven't talked to you much since well... I became human but I need to ask you a question. Why? Just why God? Why?" He looked up at the image of Jesus on the cross. "You said that I could make a choice. You said I could either be his guardian angel again and never see him or become human and stay with him until I die. What happened? You broke your promise. Matthew doesn't want to be anywhere near me anymore. He hates me. I want him back. Please... please God I need him back. What did I do this time to make you hate me?"

"What the good lord gives he takes away Gilbert." Said an annoyingly pompous voice. Gilbert turned to see Roderich and his blood began to boil. The last time he had seen Roderich was when he sentenced him to become a fallen angel. Roderich sighed and pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. "I don't expect you to hug me and sing my praises Gilbert but I at least want a hello."

"Go to hell." Hissed Gilbert. "Why the hell are you here?"

Roderich sighed and sat next to Gilbert. "A little mission work... I'm actually an angel of death now. There are actually lots of sick people that come here you know."

Gilbert frowned. "Damn. Never would have picked you for a reaper."

"Each to his own." Sighed Roderich. "Now what are you on about? I heard your curse was lifted and you became human. Shouldn't you be happy?"

Gilbert chuckled darkly. "You'd think so but no. The one thing that God promised me has been destroyed."

"What did he promise you?" Asked Roderich. It wasn't every day that God promised people anything.

"Matthew." Said Gilbert. "He gave me a choice to either become Matthew's guardian again or become human and stay with him until I die. But he lied. Matthew doesn't want to be with me anymore. He doesn't want anything to do with me."

Roderich frowned. "Well isn't it obvious Gilbert? You're just being tested."

"I'm being what now?"

"Tested." Said Roderich. "God often does these things. Remember Job?" (AN Pronounced Jobe)

Gilbert nodded. "He lost everything and he still had faith in God... Damn is that what's happening to me?"

Roderich nodded and stood up. "Probably... Now I must be heading off. Someone just died and I need to collect their soul."

Gilbert rolled his eyes and followed Roderich to the door. "Wait before you go I need to tell you something!" Roderich sighed and turned around. He was suddenly introduced to mister fist.

Roderich clutched his now bloody nose and growled. "What the hell Gilbert?"

Gilbert just smirked. "I've been waiting a hell of a long time to do that. Now we're even. If you excuse me I'm going off to find Ivan."

"Ivan? Isn't he dead?" Asked a slightly pissed off Roderich.

"Apparently not." Said Gilbert. "Well I hope I never see your ugly mug again or it'll be too soon."

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Gilbert knocked on an apartment door. A few second later the door opened up and a brunet stuck his head out. Gilbert grinned at him. "Hi there Toris. We need to talk. Now."

Toris nodded and let Gilbert inside. "Of course... Um what are you doing here? Is there something wrong?"

Gilbert nodded and glared at Toris. "You told me Ivan was gone. You fucking lied."

Toris's eyes went wide. "Ivan's back? Oh no... This is bad... Very bad... Who knows what he's going to do now? This is very, very bad..."

Gilbert frowned. "You mean you didn't know?"

Toris shook his head and began to pace around his apartment. "No... I mean he hasn't tried to call anyone... Well if he was in contact with Raivis or Eduard they would have called me. What does he want? This is bad... Very bad... What if? No he wouldn't... Would he?"

"What are you on about?" Growled Gilbert.

Toris ran his fingers through his hair and shrugged. "I don't know. I honestly don't know! Ivan was freaking crazy! He could be doing anything! He could be planning anything!"

"He's after Matthew." Said Gilbert. "He wants revenge."

Toris shook his head. "That isn't it... He wouldn't do that... Would he? Of course he would... This is bad... Very bad..."

"Why?" Asked Gilbert. "Why would this be bad?"

Toris looked at Gilbert with fearful eyes. "You remember the kinds of torture people would do to people they thought were witches and warlocks back in medieval times... Well Ivan perfected those techniques and well... You don't want him to do any of that to you... Or anyone for that matter."

"Why?" Asked Gilbert. "What has he done?"

Toris shivered. "He would... make things... Improve them he would say. He would use all kinds of torture equipment form the past and fix them up to make them more efficient and painful. Guess who he tested it on?"

Gilbert nodded. Now he at least understood why Toris, Raivis and Eduard always seemed to be trembling when they were working for Ivan. "I see..."

"But that's not the worst of it." Said Toris. "He used magic to make it work. Really dark magic." Just talking about it made him visibly pail. "The magic he uses prolongs life and stops people from becoming unconscious... All things to prolong pain and suffering. I still have nightmares about it sometimes."

Gilbert made a mental note to get some charms to repel demons later that day. "So you're sure that Ivan isn't back?"

Toris shook his head. "I don't know anymore... He might be, he might not be. Who knows? Just keep an eye out for him! What is he after anyway?"

Gilbert looked down at the floor and clenched his fists. "Matthew."

"Then I hope he has made peace with this world." Said Toris sadly. "Because if Ivan wants to kill him he will die."

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Matthew was sitting in the crafts room in Greenwich. He had gotten his hands on some paper and pencils and was in the middle of sketching a picture of an angel. It wasn't anything in particular it was just a hooded angel crouching on a tomb stone with an hour glass in hand. 'A little macabre but still good' He thought.

Suddenly Elizaveta appeared out on nowhere with a bag of bread crumbs in her hand. "Hey Mattie how you going?"

Matthew looked up at her and shrugged. 'Okay I guess. How are you?'

"Well I'm fantastic!" She said. "And I've got something for you!" She gave Matthew the bread crumbs and put a green wrist band around his wrist. Matthew looked at it in confusion. "Before you ask." Said Elizaveta. "The wrist band is to let you go outside and the bread crumbs are too feed the birds."

She grabbed Matthew's hand and led him to the back door where a female orderly was standing with a Taiwanese girl. The orderly nodded. "So just these two today?"

Elizaveta nodded. "Yep. Have fun you two!"

They nodded and followed the orderly outside. It was a cool day but the sun was out. The orderly sat under a tree and smiled at Matthew and the Taiwanese girl. "Okay Mai, Matthew feel free to walk around but don't do too far."

Mai nodded nervously. "Okay..." She walked over to a small patch of flowers and started to make daisy chains.

Matthew walked out until he was as a fair distance away and sighed. 'Today's nice. I wonder how he's going...' He shook his head and threw some bread crumbs into the air. Some small finches flew down and began to feed.

Matthew smiled at them and looked up. 'Why did I tell him to leave? I knew I thought it was for the best but... I just don't know anymore. I wish I could just fly away like the birds.'

A small brown bird flew onto his shoulder and chirped happily. Matthew hatted the small bird before it flew away. He watched it fly off into the sky to join the rest of the birds. He walked over to a tree and sat under its shade. 'I wonder if he has moved on yet... Damn it I'm such an idiot.' He threw another hand full of bread crumbs out to the birds and sighed.

Birds would always remind him of Gilbert. He could feel tears begin to fall down his face. He wanted Gilbert back. No, he needed him back. He had been a fool to tell him to go. He silently sobbed as he wished he could take back what he said.

'I'm an idiot... Just a stupid idiot...' He sighed and emptied the rest of the bread crumbs out onto the ground next to him. He didn't feel like calling back the creatures that reminded him of Gilbert. Suddenly Mai walked up to him and sat next to him.

"Hello Matthew... Um... How are you?" She asked as she fiddled with a daisy chain. Matthew smiled at her and wiped away his tears. He shrugged. Mai looked down at her feet and began to shake. "I'm sorry. I guess you can't speak. I'm sorry that I made you uncomfortable. I really am. I didn't mean to." The more the talked the faster she got and the more she began to hyperventilate.

Matthew patted her on the back in an attempt to calm her down. Gilbert had always done that for him so he thought it might work. It did, slowly she began to calm down and breathe normally. She smiled nodded. "Thanks Matthew... If you don't mind me asking are you here because you can't talk?"

Matthew shook his head and showed her his arm. They didn't need to be covered up anymore but his arms were still covered in scabs and scars. Her eye' widened and she nodded. "Oh... I see... Sorry I didn't know..."

Matthew nodded. 'It's fine Mia. It's not that big a deal.'

Mai sighed and put a daisy chain on Matthew's head. "I hope you aren't allergic to daisies. They look nice on you." Matthew touched the flowers on his head and smiled. She was really good at making them. Soon the orderly came over and took them back inside. Mai and Matthew said their goodbyes to each other as Mai was led off to her session with Elizaveta.

Matthew just went back to his room and sat back on his bed. He took the daisy chain off his head and sighed. 'This is really pretty... But all things must come to an end. Eventually it will just dry out and die. Nothing lasts forever...' He put the daisy chain down on the floor and closed his eyes. There wasn't much to do at Greenwich so he just spent most of his time sleeping. 'Next time I want Gilbert to visit... If he wants to that is.'

TBC

Shinigami-cat: Well that was that. Once again sorry for the delay! Please don't kill me! Also remember to please give me any ideas if you have them! I will appreciate it! PLEASE REVIEW!