What the hell was that!? What just happened? Gilbert grabbed his face and looked up to where he just was, and his face dropped. What he saw was a furious Canadian standing over him and he knew he was in shit, but he was also turned on, he stared up into those furious glowing eyes that looked like they could burn hotter than any blue flame, that smooth clam face what now hard and determined, soft kissable lips turned harsh with teeth bearing to bite.
"What the hell do you think you're doing!? Are you that stupid or just have no common sense?" Mathieu knelt down so his face was in the Prussians face. "Your brother has seen moi…you do realise that this will get out and that my family will soon know."
Shit. I really did not think this through did I. Gilbert grins and figures he might as well try and defuse the Canadian before they kill him.
"Oh? Relax mein wenig birdie~ I can make sure zhat zhis stays quiet, your secret vill stay vith just me. Besides, you made a great cover story to vhy you vould be here so just relax" Gilbert was inches away from the others face now, close enough to kiss.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Mathieu growls not backing down, he will play along for now making Gilbert think that he has the upper hand. "You still don't think that Francis won't ask questions still?"
"Nein. Mein bruder von't say anyzhing unless some asks but I vill make him promise not to say anything and he keeps his promises" Gilbert places a hand on the Canadians shoulder to push him away slightly. "Relax birdie."
Mathieu grabs the Prussian's arm and knocks him to the floor, holding him down with his other arm across his chest. "You will want to make sure that your brother doesn't say anything, or I promise that I will break you in two" Mattie pushes into him before releasing and getting off the top of the other, he walks over to Gilbert's bed and sitting down. He smirks at the other amused with the others shock.
Gilbert's mind was racing. What the hell had just happen? How was the other this hot and sexy, it did not seem possible to think that after what he is seen today. How was he this turned on? This must be a faze or something, he was not into the Canadian. Of course, not…was he? He stared over at his bed where Mathieu was now sitting wearing a spectacular smirk across his face, he scrambled to his feet and fixed his clothes.
"You are full of surprises aren't you now mein liebling~ keseseses~" Gilbert chuckles cocking his head to the side. "So, what shall ve do?"
"Why do you call moi that?" Mathieu asks, he noticed that the Prussian had been calling him german names, but he did not know what they meant. "And Birdie? Why?"
"Ah vell, I zhought you looked cute like a bird hence zhe name birdie~" The Prussian says hoping he does not ask again about the german name he calls him.
"The fuck? Do I look like a cute fucking bird to you?" Mathieu growls, what the hell was Gilbert thinking? Did he want to die?
"Ja. Vhy else vould I call you zhat?" Gilbert chuckles running a hand through his hair.
Mathieu sighs running hand through his own hair avoiding his curl. "You will want to make damn sure than or I will break you!" He looks around the room, Gilberts room was actually pretty cool, and it was away from others which helped. "Cool room. So, what do you want to do? You made moi come here after all."
"Danke. How about a movie?" Gilbert suggests walking over to his extensive range of movies, he begins looking through to find a movie for them.
While Gilbert searches the DVDs Mathieu's eyes wander around until they land on an electric guitar leaning against the wall beside an amp. "That your guitar?"
The question caught the other by surprise and he turns around to the guitar. "Ja. I play a bit vhen I'm bored."
"What music do you play?" Mathieu was very curious; he did not pick Gilbert as a musician.
The Prussian shrugs forgetting about the DVDs. "I like punk. Vhat about you? Vhat type do you like? Vait let me guess…pop!" Gilbert laughs loudly.
"Pop? Fucking pop…Are you fucking serious!?" Mathieu stares, getting angry again.
"Keseseses~ of course not." Gil walks over to the guitar picking it up strumming the cords. "I'm gonna say punk right?" He winks staring at the other.
"Oui, it's the only one that sounds good" Mathieu rolls his eyes huffing. "How about entertaining moi? I want to see how good you are."
Gil smirks and puts the strap over his shoulder, he plugs in the guitar to the amp and began to strum a tune.
Mathieu listens to the tune which he was positive sounded like Holiday by Green Day, he nods his head along and at the right moment began to sing the lyrics to the song. "Say hey! Hear the sound of the falling rain. Coming down like an Armageddon flame. (Hey) The shame, the ones who died without a name.
Hear the dogs howling out of key. To a hymn called "Faith and Misery" (Hey) And bleed, the company lost the war today."
Mathieu's voice was surprisingly deep which startled the other, he could not help staring at the blonde singing on point to his guitaring.
"I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies. This is the dawning of the rest of our lives. On holiday. Hear the drum pounding out of time. Another protester has crossed the line (Hey) To find the money's on the other side. Can I get another amen? (Amen) There's a flag wrapped around a score of men (Hey) A gag, a plastic bag on a monument." Mattie knew the words to the song, and he had to admit that the White haired teen was actually pretty decent on the guitar. "I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies. This is the dawning of the rest of our lives. On holiday. Hey. Three, four. The representative from California has the floor. "Sieg Heil" to the president Gasman. Bombs away is your punishment. Pulverize the Eiffel towers. Who criticize your government." He makes guns with his hands. ""Bang, bang" goes the broken glass and. Kill all the fags that don't agree. Try to fight fire, setting fire. Is not a way that's meant for me. Just cause (Hey, hey, hey, hey...) Just cause, because we're outlaws, yeah. I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies. This is the dawning of the rest of our lives. I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies. This is the dawning of the rest of our lives. This is our lives on holiday." He finishes as Gilbert stops playing. "You're not bad I guess."
Gilbert blinks staring at Mathieu, to say he was surprised was an understatement and he was glad that his room was sound proof or he would have Ludwig storming down here going off at him. "I could say zhe same about you…didn't peg you as a singer birdie."
"Didn't peg you for a guitarist so were even" Mathieu smirks letting a small chuckle escape his lips, he was about to ask if Gilbert knew any other songs when a knock came from the door.
"Bruder. I have made lunch bring Matthew and come eat vhile its hot. Take a break from studying for a bit" Ludwig says giving no room for arguments and heads back to the kitchen.
"Guess it's break time eh" Gilbert says placing the guitar down and heads for the door. "Might vant to get yourself into "character" before heading out, vouldn't vant your secret to get out~" He opens the door and heads to the kitchen leaving the Canadian behind.
Mathieu growls and cracks his knuckles taking a breath. "I swear he wants me to beat the living shit out of him." He heads out the door up the stairs.
Gilbert had had a chat to Ludwig about promising not to tell anyone that Mathieu was here because Mathieu was worried what others would say, Ludwig promised and felt bad for the Canadian boy having to help his idiot brother.
Mathieu walks into the kitchen looking down at the floor. "M-Merci for lunch…Y-You didn't need t-to though" Mathieu puts on his stutter playing on the act.
"Nein. I zhis is zhe least I can do, danke for helping mein dummkopf of a bruder. I'm sorry you have to help him" The German states matter of factly.
The brothers go into an argument as they eat and Mathieu quietly eats his own, once everyone had finished Mathieu stutters offering to help clean but is denied and sent away to finish "studying" with Gilbert. Gilbert not wanting to help had bolted as soon as he had finished his plate, the long haired blonde headed back to Gilbert's room and closed the door behind him.
"You are such a brown noser liebling~" Gilbert chuckles sarcastically rolling his eyes.
"Oh, shut the fuck up Gil, it's all a part of the façade" Mattie states rolling his eyes in return.
"Did you just say Gil?" Gil grins, Mathieu had never called him Gil before always Gilbert.
"So, what if I did?" Mathieu mentally slapped himself, he wasn't going to call him Gil because that would imply that they were friends.
"Keseseses~ Just admit it birdie~ You vant to be mein friend!" Gilbert says incredibly happy.
"Whatever asshole." The blonde says looking to the side. "Don't look so fucking happy!"
Gilbert couldn't help but be happy, he without realizing it had been wanting the others attention since they had met and unconsciously been catching feelings for the blonde. "Ja. Vhatever you say liebling~"
A/N: I do not own the rights to the song Holiday, all rights go to Green Day.
Please listen to the song while you read the song part if you can, just helps set the mood a bit.
-christinemay.
