A/N: Hey guys, I am so sorry about not updating this story sooner! I have college work to do. My English teacher said she was impressed with my writing so I have managed to gain alittle of my confidence in writing. When I told her that I wrote stories during my spare time she said that she would like to read them. I was like noooo! It would be embarrassing. My family doesn't know what I write. I live in the south so my aunts will be like "You need to go to church." But they do that to my family anyway soooo, anywho she gave me the little push to continue writing. Without further ado let's get right to it.

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CHAPTER 21

Matthew blinked his eyes open as the early dawn blinded him. He shifted over until his face was buried into a warm chest. The blue eyes rolled up to be greeted with a sleeping Gilbert. The man's face was peaceful as he breathed slowly. He nuzzled his nose into the chest and took a deep breath, taking in the albino's scent. A musty wooden smell filled his nostrils as he closed his eyes and tried his best to fall asleep to no avail. Thoughts clouded his mind from the events last night. A blush covered his face when he imagined the bigger man's face distorted in pure pleasure. If he remembered right, a paint of pink covered his face as well. It complimented his white face very well. The way his eyes would fill with lust and narrow sent shivers down his spine and he was only remembering it. Afraid that he would get hard if he stayed smooshed up against the god, he quietly rolled out of bed and made his way downstairs.

The house was abandoned as the blond tip toed through the spacious rooms. When he made it to the kitchen he noticed a tall built blond figure staring out the window while he sipped on some coffee. At first Matthew thought it was Ludwig, but then the man turned upon hearing the shuffling feet. Red eyes flashed at him as he realized it was the brothers' father. He tried to recall his name, but then remembered that the man had never gave it to him. "Good morning, Matthew." The older man whispered as he turned back around and stared out the window. "There's coffee on the pot if you want some. Mugs are in the cupboard above it."

"Good morning." He replied opening the cupboard and taking out a coral mug, then filling it up with the dark substance. Grabbing the cream and sugar he twerkd it until he was satisfied with the taste.

"Did you sleep well last night?" He asked eyes still on the window. For some reason the blond blushed as he asked the question. Its like he knew that his son and him had sex.

"I did, the bed is much more comfortable then the one I have at home." He took a sip of the coffee to stop anything else from pouring out of his mouth.

"I am surprised Gilbert has loud snoring." The red eyes shifted to him. Red crawled up over his face as he had a feeling the man wasn't talking about his snoring at all.

"Um no I was exhausted from the trip up here so I doubt anything would have woke me up." He wringed the cup in his hands. "Um I'm sorry, but you never told me your name."

The older man tilted his head. "Ansgar, my name is Ansgar." A warm smile covered his face. This is where Gilbert got his warmth from. Even if his father was quiet and calm, the kindness shined through.

"Gilbert must have gotten his personality from you." He whispered.

Ansgar chuckled. "No, he is his mother born again."

Matthew's eyes widened. "I don't know his mother can be alittle vicious."

The blond smiled more. "I mean his real mother, Amalia."

"His real mother?" He was confused.

The bigger man took a sip of his coffee. "When me and Amalie first got married she was unable to have children. This made her depressed and angry all the time. She would lock herself in our room all day and night. Her sister would come over and try to convince her to come out, but she never would. Her sister would then spend all the day talking to me. She was kind and beautiful and at the time I needed comfort so I slept with her. When she became pregnant I thought Amalie would divorce me, but I was wrong she stood beside me in complete silence. Her sister became ill and died before Gilbert was 3, so we took him in. Amalie had managed to have Ludwig. I know she loves Gilbert, but there is some resentment there. I love my wife, but I wish she was still the woman I married, but its all my fault that she's like that." He turned to the younger and his face narrowed. "Matthew, Gilbert does not know that Amalie his not his real mother. We decided for his sake he must not know ok?"

Matthew opened his mouth to ask why, but then a loud yawn interrupted them. "Good morning!" The albino shuffled in in just a tank top and sweat pants. "Why are you guys up so early?"

"Any normal person would be up at this hour. I wonder why Ludwig isn't up yet?"

A huge smirk crawled over the white man's face. "He and Roderich seemed to have lots of work to do." Matthew and his father looked at the man with confused looks, which caused him to burst out laughing as he walked over and poured himself a glass of milk. The blond watched him and began to think about how he had no idea that his mother was not the one his was born from. Should he tell him? He had the right to know, but he did not want to disrespect his hosts. The albino winked at him which threw him out of his thoughts. "Speak of the devil." The man said his smile getting bigger as the couple shuffled through the archway. "Good morning Ludwig, Roderich. Did you two sleep well?"

The two glared at him and Ludwig answered. "Yes we did. What about you and Matthew?"

The man grinned knowing full well his brother was warning him. "Yeah the bed was super comfy." The group of man began talking and settled around the kitchen table while the chef made breakfast. This table was much smaller than the dining table that they ate at last night.

A peaceful mood hung in the air which was soon cut down when a voice rang from behind them. "Good morning." All eyes turned around to be greeted with a beautiful Amalie, but as they say ugly cuts to the bone. She strolled and took the seat next to Matthew. "Wow, Matthew you are glowing."

He tilted his head to her. "Really like how?"

She faked an innocent grin. "Like how someone glows when they have just had sex."

The whole room became quiet as they stared in shock at what the woman had just said. Ansgar was the first to speak. Matthew's heart stopped as his face turned white. She had just embarrassed him. Upon seeing this Ansgar spoke up. "Amalie was that really necessary?"

Her eyes snapped at her husband. "Oh so now you want to defend him?" A evil smirk formed on her lips. "You want to defend the boy who fucked your own son in our own backyard?"

Gilbert snapped up and yelled at his mother. "Mom shut up!"

Ansgar stared at his son as his face fell. "Gilbert is that true...are you gay?"

The albino glanced at the floor and back to his father. "Father I-"

"Of course he is. You think all of the times he prostituted himself off it was to women? Just last night I saw him and his little fuck toy coming out of the maze drenched in sweat and shame. Now tell me Ansgar, do you love your homo son more than you love mine?"

Gilbert turned to his mother. "Mother what are you talking about?" Matthew's heart stung as the man's voice came out painful and confused. He wish that this was all a dream.

Amalie's eyes turned to him full of hate and despise. "You are not my son. You are the mistake that happened between your father and your aunt, tell him Ansgar!"

Gilbert turned back to his father who had a face full of shame. "Father..."

"I'm sorry I never told you son." He reached out to grab his son's shoulder, but the man yanked away

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" His eyes looked wild. His face stayed glued to the ground and then he turned and ran out the door.

"GILBERT!" Matthew called rushing after him.

Ansgar turned to his wife. "What the fuck was that about? Why in the HELL DID YOU DO THAT?!" His usually calm voice broke as his yelling echoed through the house.

She scowled at him. " I know you still love my sister and to keep you I had to sever the only thing that kept you to her." The man stomped over to her and slapped her across the face causing her to gasp. The echo caused the couple at the table to jump.

"You crazy bitch. If I still loved her would I stay married to you." His eyes held sadness as tears threatened to fall. She held her red stained cheek and began to sob as the man walked away, but not before saying. "I'm leaving, Amalie." The two at the table watched him once he was gone Ludwig rushed to mom and caught her as she lost all control to stand. The blond began to wonder why all of this was happening.

A/N: Whoohoo! There you go! Thank you so much for waiting on me guys. I love you and will not give up any of my stories. Well I hoped you enjoyed!
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