Past

Ivan was still confused after another day of being turned down and ignored completely by Gilbert. It was really starting to bug him and get to him because his food consumption was down more than when he would usually get depressed. Gilbert seemed to have even more of an effect on Ivan's life than what he would have thought as well. His thoughts kept going back to the time where it seemed like was going to answer him and every time he tried to fill in words it was still only someone else's name. Ranging from his own close friends to the man he left in Germany. Da? Maybe I should ask Francis and Antonio about that incident… Maybe that will help me get over what is obvious to come.

Francis was of course following his cute little Englishman because his reactions were so adorable. "Oui, the only reason I'm so vulgar is because everything I say is everything I would do with you if we were alone~." he stated moving to quickly capture Arthur before he could escape into his next class.

"Bloody hell wanker let go!" snapped Arthur tearing at his arms and flailing trying to get him to let go.

"Non, why would I let go of mon petit lapin?" he asked moving to nibble on the smaller blonde's ear.

Arthur cursed and felt himself beginning to blush before he could successfully elbow the Frenchman in the side. He felt the arms that had him captured let go giving him time to push away from Francis. "Keep your fucking hands to yourself." he glared at him before escaping into his class.

"Mon chéri is still so stubborn…" Francis mumbled rubbing his side where the Englishman's elbow connected with his side. He turned around to go back to his class before seeing Ivan right behind him. Normally, he wouldn't be scared of Ivan but for some reason, when he saw the way the Russian was looking at him, made his heart stop and his body temperature drop. "Ou… oui?" he asked.

"Gilbert, what is wrong with Gilbert?" he asked as his hands clenched slightly. Ivan was actually getting to the point of forcing the albino to talk to him but maybe if he could at least find out what was wrong from Francis he wouldn't have to hurt his krolik.

Francis blinked and tried to think of what he could be meaning because thought for some reason that Gilbert was still hanging around him. He had been seeing less of him since Gilbert got back from that… incident so he thought he was with Ivan the whole time. If he's not with Ivan, where is he? "Actually mon ami I haven't seen him much of recently. I was thinking about contacting him later today but..." he started admitting to Ivan until he was cut off again.

"You haven't seen him either?" he asked blinking confused now feeling most of the hate wash away. "Where… how?"

"I'm not sure but of course all I could think of is checking his house because I also heard his parents were back in town." France stated before hurrying to class.

Ivan stood there for a while longer and decided that he should go see his other friend.

Gilbert was reluctantly packing his bags into boxes. He bit his lip as he slowly put everything in boxes once again. Gilbird landed on his head chirping sadly and nuzzled into his hair. Why can't we just stay? He soon stopped as Ivan's face came back into his vision and he put his head in his hands. I need to tell him… The albino heard the doorbell ring and seeing as he was the last one still getting stuff into boxes he was the only one home. He went to answer the door surprised that it wasn't anyone to help them move but instead, a girl. A very hot girl but that didn't mean anything because he liked Ivan. "Who the hell are you?" he asked.

The girl in question had long blonde hair that had a ribbon to keep it out from her face and her outfit almost seemed to be a maid's outfit but with a Lolita touch. "My name is Natalia, you know my big brother Ivan, and you are hurting him." she glared at him the glint in her eye representing a murderer as her aura darkened around her.

Ivan was walking to go find Antonio who was usually in the cafeteria around this time and was wondering if Gilbert's parents were the cause of his change in attitude. His sisters and him never really got a chance to actually spend a lot of time with their parents. I wonder if it was something to deal with them coming back. He knew of course any parent would have problems with what just happened to Gilbert recently but you would think they would want to know the opinion of the person that saved their son from the deeds that would've happened to him. The Russian only had one option left to see if Gilbert's other friend, Antonio, would talk to him before he would have to go talk to his brother, and he didn't want that.

Antonio was busy cooing over Lovino's new art project and making the brunette blush a dark red. Just as the Italian was about to yell and cause a hug scene, the Spaniard was distracted by someone tapping his shoulder. "Si~?" he asked happily before seeing Ivan's face. That was when his mood dropped and he tried not to shake slightly from the dark aura that was coming off of Ivan.

How come he gets to still talk to his love? Ivan was very jealous of anyone that was currently in a relationship or close to one because they could at least talk and interact with their love while his ran away. "Gilbert, why won't he talk with me da?" he asked hoping that this time Gilbert's friend would have an answer.

"It's not that hard of a question actually but it depends on how much you would like to know about the situation." he stated.

"What do you mean?" he asked just wanting his question answered already.

Antonio looked back to see if Lovino was still around but the Italian had already taken off. He was hoping to finally ask him today too and it was going so well, in his mind's eye of course. "I know he hasn't been talking to you lately si?" he asked as Ivan slowly nodded. "Well, apparently when Roderich asked him out because he had a feeling Gilbert never would. Mi Amigo began avoiding him like the plague apparently and then his parents moved here and he apparently still hasn't talked to him. Not that Roderich would care but mi amigo is… odd with ways of telling how he loves someone." explained Antonio hoping that the last part would give Ivan some assurance to just give him time.

Ivan was trying to think of the positive that Antonio gave him but for some reason he needed to know. Did he really just fake it?

"Ivan, I'm sure Gilbert really still likes you, just keep trying to talk with him." Antonio said before taking off to find his Lovino.

Gilbert found himself, not so willingly, back at his usual thinking place but not with the person he would prefer. He sat down on the swing trying not to follow the urge to run because he couldn't help but be afraid of Ivan's sister. His curiosity for his family stopped the moment he heard that this girl was his sister because he was even afraid to meet his older sister now. Were they all nuts?

"Gilbert." snapped Natalia glaring at the albino with a knife on her lap ready to attack if he didn't answer everything correctly or do what she wanted.

"Ja?" he asked jumping slightly and decided to try and look at her only freezing again in his seat because she seemed even scarier than before especially with a knife lying on her lap.

"Listen to me you bastard." she spat pulling out a completely different knife to threaten him with.

Gilbert swallowed slowly trying to think of how Ivan could even deal with her. "O… okay." he said trying not show that he was afraid because it was definitely not Awesome to be afraid of a girl.

Natalia put away the knife and looked down at the one on her lap. She was trying to think if this was the best thing to do but she had to admit with her sister, Ivan talked, ate, in general, enjoyed life a little more since he had been hanging out with Gilbert. I don't want him too… but I don't have to give up. She perked up instantly at that thought and glared at Gilbert again seeing he was pretty much on the verge of shaking. Natalia also couldn't help but notice that his ears seemed to quiver as well. "Look, Gilbert…" she started venom lacing every word. "You will talk to my brother, he needs you and if you don't make him happy I will castrate you." she threatened.

"Wh… what?" he exclaimed afraid to even cover his vital regions because he was so afraid to say something wrong now.

"FUCKING LISTEN!" she snapped suddenly in front of him making him fall backwards in the dirt.

"Shit! Calm yourself down!" Gilbert snapped backing up quickly as Natalia jumped on the swing throwing the knife right where his vital regions used to be seconds before.

Natalia pulled out another knife grabbing his leg so he couldn't move. "It's already bad enough Ivan hasn't eaten for a day now because of you!" she yelled at him.

Wait… he hasn't eaten? Gilbert didn't want him to stop eating or anything but…

"You're the bastard who is destroying my big brother's life and you will stop." she glared at him getting closer with the knife. "Talk to him and fucking explain whatever the fuck is wrong with you!"

Gilbert wished he could inch away from her more but was trapped. If she wanted him talk to Ivan that badly and also… he really didn't want to lose his vital regions. "J… ja." he stuttered slightly.

Natalia retracted the knife and picked up her other one before leaving. It already took enough of her willpower not to mutilate the albino because it pissed her off that Ivan had chosen him over her. That rabbit better do as I say or he's going to die.

Gilbert couldn't move when he saw Natalia had left and just laid back his head happy he was at least now on the grass instead. He's really not eating… He then thought back to when he did see Ivan randomly in school before running off and noticed now what he didn't then, he looked thinner. Most people probably wouldn't notice such a minor detail but he could and he even looked paler. He bit his lip and closed his eyes trying to think of what he should do. It was obvious he was going to go talk to him but how was he going to tell him he was going? Would their relationship end because of it? Fuck everything is so confusing!

Ivan was walking home and really didn't expect to see Gilbert lying on the grass where he could easily find him. He felt angry but then as he walked up to yell at him for what he had been doing lately he couldn't help but notice a tear. I've never seen him cry… even when I saved him from that place. "Da, Gil?" he asked softly.

The albino froze never expecting Ivan to actually run across him but this park was on his way home. He slowly opened his eyes seeing Ivan bending him over him. "Ja?" he asked a little shaky.

"You were crying." he said touching his cheek lightly.

I hope this chapter is a little bit better on the happiness scale and I really hope you guys can deal with me. I felt it took me and maybe even strained me to write this so…if the next update is a little long it's because I'm taking a little break (which would only be a day or two) so my story quality doesn't diminish. Thanks for the reviews~!