Shinigami-cat: Well hello and welcome to another chapter. I hope you all enjoy your stay here and I guess I'll just continue now. Though I must warn that there is fluff ahead… so much fluffing fluff… way more fluff than I usually write. Stupid warm weather, making me write fluff and not horror… I OWN NOTHING!

Home Alone

Gilbert woke up with Matthew's back pressed against his chest. He was grateful that the blond hadn't gotten board and left him halfway through the night. He smiled a little and kissed the back of his head. "Morning Birdie."

Matthew rolled over to he was on his back and smiled at Gilbert. "Morning Gil… Did you sleep well? I know it's odd to sleep somewhere else and everything but I hope you're okay with everything…"

"Ja, of course I am." Said Gilbert. "Why wouldn't I be? Have any idea what the time is?"

The blond shrugged a little. "Not sure… Probably about eight or nine. Want me to get you something to eat? I'll check if my uncle is still here and stuff…"

"That would be awesome." Said Gilbert with a small smile. "After all the shit that's happened it would be nice to have a hot shower… Maybe even better if you decided to join me?"

Matthew's face went bright red. "Eh? G-Gilbert!"

Gilbert just grinned and rolled onto his back. "I was just being stupid… But if you want to join me I don't mind. I won't force you to do anything because I'm not that kind of guy… But it would be nice." The poor blond looked like he was torn between being horrified and accepting the offer. Gilbert just grinned. "Well you may as well see if he's still here and if I remember correctly, you said you would get me pancakes."

"R-right… I'll g-go and do that…" Muttered Matthew. He slowly got up and walked out of the room. He looked very dazed and perhaps a little confused. It seemed as though Gilbert had unintentionally melted the Canadian's brain.

This made Gilbert chuckle. He figured that it was a bit of an achievement to get Matthew in such a state. 'Wonder if I can actually get him into the shower? Now that's tempting… Screw it. I'm going to get dressed.'

He slowly sat up and pulled over his bag. He pulled out a shirt and some pants, quickly putting them on. "Now what?" He sighed a little and decided to check his phone. He had a few messages from his brother and one from Antonio and Francis.

FROM: Francy pants
Sorry, but you can't stay over. I'm really sorry! Hope everything goes okay with your parents.

FROM: Tomato
Hey amigo, sorry but you can't come over. I got grounded again.

FROM: West
What happened? Are you alright? There's glass all over your room.

FROM: West
Call me please! Where are you?

FROM: West
Are you okay? Call me.

FROM: West
They are looking for you. They are really angry. Either stay where you are or get to grandpa's house. You seriously need to call me. I'm really worried about you.

FROM: West
Please just let me know that you're alright. They are really angry. Hopefully they will leave soon. But you are alright aren't you? You don't even need to call me. Just text me or something! Please.

Gilbert sighed a little and quickly texted to his brother. Just telling him where he was and that he was alright for now. When that was done he ventured up to Matthew's room to see that it was pretty much deserted. "Okay…"

A few moments later Matthew walked in with a small smile on his face. "Well, Samuel is out until about midday. So yeah we have the whole house to ourselves… Want to eat first or have a shower?"

"I want to eat first." Said Gilbert happily. Matthew's cooking was the best.

Matthew smiled sheepishly and beaconed him to follow. "I thought as much… I made some of the batter while you were getting dressed. I just need to cook it."

"Sound's awesome to me."

Matthew nodded in agreement and started to cook the pancakes when he got to the kitchen. "Has Ludwig called at all? I suspect he would be worried about you."

"Yeah, I sent him a text telling him I was here." Said Gilbert. "I hope he's alright… He told me to go to my grandpa's house if I hadn't found a place by now. Thanks for letting me stay."

"Why wouldn't I?" Asked Matthew.

Gilbert shrugged a little and leaned against the counter, watching Matthew cook. He was still in the clothes he was wearing last night. The albino grinned a little at this. He could finally get a good look at them, the night before he was too tired to really care. Matthew's pants were so baggy on him it looked like they would be better fitted for an obese person and the shirt he was wearing was like cocktail dress on him. It was adorable and made Gilbert grin from ear to ear.

"You look like you're in a cocoon there Birdie." He cooed at Matthew.

Matthew blushed darkly. "W-what?"

"Your clothes are really baggy." Said Gilbert with a shrug. "It's kind of cute really… I like it. But it hides your gorgeous body."

If Matthew's blush could get any darker it could. "P-please don't say that…"

Gilbert grinned. "Why? It's true. You're beautiful Matthew. I love everything about you. Your hair, smile, eyes, voice, your blush, your cooking… Everything."

Matthew smiled a little and plated up some pancakes for Gilbert. "There must be something that you don't like about me… It's physically impossible to love everything about someone…"

"Well I'm an impossible person." Said Gilbert. He grinned a little. "Is there something you don't like about me?"

"No." Said Matthew honestly. "I-I guess there's nothing I don't like about you… Want some pancakes or not?"

Gilbert quickly grabbed his plate and kissed Matthew's cheek. "Of course I want food… Got any syrup?"

"Top shelf in the cupboard next to the fridge." Said Matthew casually as he plated some pancaked up for himself.

Gilbert grinned and quickly grabbed the bottle. "Looks like you're almost out."

"Well next time I go shopping I'll get more." Said Matthew. He sat down and started to eat. Gilbert just grinned and started eating too. Matthew's pancakes were heaven. Little fluffy pieces of heaven in sweet syrup. Delicious, delicious heaven. Matthew was the first to finish, mainly because he had made himself less than Gilbert. "Almost done?"

Gilbert nodded and quickly finished off his food. "Yep! Delicious as always…" He looked over Matthew's face and frowned a little, he had some maple syrup on the corner of his mouth. "Want a little help Birdie?"

Matthew tilted his head in a confused manner. "Eh? Help with that?"

A devilish smirk graced Gilbert's face as he leaned across the table. "Why this my dear…" He quickly flicked his tongue out, licking the syrup off the corner of Matthew's mouth. He pulled back a little and licked his lips. He could see that Matthew's face was covered in a dark blush. "All gone now…" He quickly glanced at Matthew lips and smirked. They were so tempting. "Actually… I think I missed a little bit…" He leaned forwards and kiss Matthew lovingly. After a few moments the kiss was slowly returned with just as much love.

After a few minutes Matthew pulled back. He was still blushing horribly, but at least he was smiling. "Y-you didn't h-have to do that…" He whispered quietly.

Gilbert just grinned. "Didn't have to, but I wanted to… Want to have a bath with me? You have flour in your hair, and I promise to keep my hands above the equator."

Matthew looked down at his lap. "I um… Okay…"

"Are you sure?" Asked Gilbert. "I don't want you to do something you're not comfortable with."

"It'll be fine." Said Matthew quietly. "Like you said, you're going to behave… and it's not like we haven't seen each other naked before…"

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That's how the two ended up in the bathtub together. Gilbert was just so tempted to reach out and touch every part of the younger teen's body, but he reluctantly restrained himself. He didn't want to scare him off now. That just wouldn't be right. Matthew didn't seem too comfortable about it. He was too ridged, but it wasn't really that surprising. He still had those horrible bruises on his back.

"Are they getting any better?" Asked Gilbert. "The bruises?"

Matthew shrugged a little. "It hurts to sleep on my back, but I'm taking painkillers for it. So it doesn't hurt as much anymore… Does it look bad?"

"A little…" Said Gilbert. He reached out and gently ran his fingertips over the edge of the bruise. It was still a rich purple, blue colour but the edges were slowly turning yellow. "But it's getting better… How did you get them again?" He remembered, but he wanted to see if Matthew's story had changed at all.

"I told you… I had a dream where it killed me by ripping out my spine." Said Matthew quietly. "That's where they came from…"

Gilbert sighed a little. He had hoped that Matthew would say something different instead of the same old story about the thing from his dream. 'What does that thing even look like? Is it like that creepy white faced ghost woman? It would be creepy if it was…' He wraps his arms around Matthew's shoulders and pulled him close so that his chest was lightly pressed against Matthew's back.

"Are you okay, Gil?" Asked the blond. He tilted his head back a little. "Still worried about them?"

Gilbert shook his head and kissed the side of Matthew's head. "No… I'm just worried about you."

"You don't need to…"

"But I do… and I don't mind. I'm used to it."

Matthew sighed sadly and gently wrapped his fingers around Gilbert's wrist. "I don't want you to be used to it… You shouldn't be used to worrying about me… It's not fair on you at all…"

Gilbert chuckled a little. "I know, but I really don't mind. I've been looking after you for a long, long time… Besides it's kind of cute how you worry about me worrying about you. You're getting better right? And no nightmares about some creepy chick with knife fingers right?"

Matthew smiled a little. "Yeah, I guess…" He quickly turned to face Gilbert. His eyes were wide with fear. "I never told you it was female or had knife fingers."

"Um… I'm pretty sure you did…" Said Gilbert nervously. He didn't mean for that to slip.

Matthew frowned. "No I didn't. How do you know that? Why do you know that? What aren't you telling me?"

"N-nothing!" Said Gilbert quickly. "I'm not hiding anything at all I swear!"

"… Lies" Muttered Matthew bitterly. He moved out of Gilbert's arms and glared at him. "I know that you are hiding something. Just tell me! Have you seen it or something? Is it in your dreams now? Is it after you?" His eyes went wide with that thought and he started to shake uncontrollably. "I-it's stopped following me… I-i-it's after you… It wants you dead because it didn't get me… This is all my fault! If I j-just died none of this shit would have happened!"

Gilbert quickly pulled Matthew into a hug and kissed the frightened boys face repeatedly. "It's alright." He whispered calmly between kisses. "Calm down beautiful. Just breathe. It's alright. Nothing's wrong. It's alright. I'm not going to go anywhere ever." He cupped Matthew's face in his hands and gently tilted it so that they were facing each other. He smiled lovingly at the blond and stroked his cheek with his thumb. "Ich liebe dich mein Vögelchen."

Matthew calmed down a little, but he still looked scared. "Y-you k-know I don't u-understand G-German…"

The albino smiled softly. "It means I love you my little Birdie… So you never need to worry about anything. I'll always be here to protect you from anything… I just assumed that whatever it was had knife fingers because you said it ripped out your spine and I had half a chance of getting the gender right… So I haven't seen it, nor has it been in my dreams. So don't worry about it." He didn't like lying to Matthew over something so small, but he didn't want Matthew to have a massive freak out over nothing.

The blond blushed a little and averted his eyes. "Oh… okay… Je t'aime aussi, mon preux chevalier."

Gilbert frowned a little. He had hung around Francis long enough to know what the first part meant, but he had no clue about the last part. "Birdie? What did the last part mean? All I got from that was, I love you my something something."

A small smile graced Matthew's face that just made Gilbert's heart flutter a little behind his rib cage. "It's nothing bad… It's a good thing I swear. If you can call me your little Birdie in German, I think I should be allowed to call you something as equally endearing in French."

Gilbert pouted a little, but let it slide. As long as Matthew wasn't calling him something unawesome he was alright with it. "Okay Birdie… Want to get out soon?"

"Yeah… My uncle should be getting back soon actually." Said the blond quietly. "I don't think he would want to see us…" He sighed a little and pulled out the plug.

The albino chuckled at that thought. "I can imagine his face! He would be so fucking red and pissed off at me! Fuck he might try to castrate me!"

"… Why do you find your immanent castration funny?"

"I'm a sick bastard." Said Gilbert with a smirk. He looked over Matthew's body, smirking a little. He looked over Matthew's wet body, he looked just too good. He licked his lips a little.

Matthew blushed a little. "W-what?"

"Just thinking about how good you look." Said Gilbert. "I could just eat you up…"

Matthew's blush darkened dramatically. "S-stop it. You're embarrassing me…"

"You shouldn't fell embarrassed, Birdie." Tested Gilbert with a lopsided grin. "It's just the two of us. Besides, it's not like you don't think I look hotter than hell."

Matthew's blush was now dangerously red. "S-stop it! Y-yes you're h-hot, but it's not like I-I intentionally look!"

"Really?" Asked Gilbert slyly. "Never taken a peak at me? Not even now? Because I personally think that you have one smoking body. So irresistible… You're pretty well endowed too."

"… I'm sleeping in my own bed tonight." Muttered Matthew. "You're staying in the morgue."

Gilbert's jaw dropped. "What? But I thought I was being all cute and stuff and seductive and sexy and stuff…"

"Well you over did it." Snapped Matthew, though there was no malice behind his voice. Mainly embarrassment beyond belief.

Gilbert frowned a little, but shrugged it off. "Okay… I guess I deserve that… Kiss?"

Matthew sighed a little. "You're never satisfied are you…" He leaned forwards and pressed his lips against Gilbert. The albino happily returned the kiss and wrapped his arms around Matthew's hips. Seeing as how he wasn't sleeping in the same bed as Matthew he thought he may as well push his luck. He quickly slipped his hands down and squeezed Matthew's ass. "GILBERT!"

"Keseseseseseseseseses!"

TBC

Shinigami-cat: So much fluffiness and slight perversion and panic and fluff and Gilbert acting like a pervert again… Please review.