That Wednesday at school, everything seemed quieter than normal, and it wasn't until lunch that I realized why, just to be safe, I still sat away from the others, but when I glanced over at the table, there were two empty chairs instead of just one. Feliciano happened to look over at me, and I gave him a confused looked, he glanced at the other empty seat, back at me, then shrugged. Where was Alfred? It wasn't like him to miss school when there was a game coming up soon, I sighed then looked down at my food, maybe he's just really sick or something.

Leaving school, I stopped by the creek, grinning to see that there was no folder, had they found the guy? Could it really have been that easy for once? Walking back to the house with a smile, it quickly vanished as I noticed three cars in the driveway, the first two were Elizaveta's and Roderich's, the third, Gilbert's. Great, just when I'm in a good mood... Hesitantly going into the house, I glanced into the living room, finding the three of them sitting there talking, Roderich looked up, and instantly went quiet, causing the others to turn and look at me.

"...Am I interrupting something...?" When none of them spoke, I backed away from the living room, heading down the hall to the room I've been using, setting my bag down, I looked back as Roderich walked into the room, closing the door behind him with a sigh.

"Ludwig..." This was never a good sign. "We've been talking, and, it might be best if... We gave Gilbert another chance..."

Because they hate you so much they just want you out of their life for good, so they're pushing you back on your brother.

"I've personally been monitoring how he's doing, he's been doing good with managing his anger, he's stopped being around Ivan to help him stop drinking, and well... I think he needs a chance to make it up to you..." I stood silently, then nodded, knowing sooner or later this would happen, I didn't really think I would be there this long actually. Elizaveta always says they both care, but honestly, Roderich don't much like Gilbert or me for that matter, he really only keeps in contact with us because Veta makes him. "Are you okay?" I nodded again, unsure of what to say. "It'll probably be this weekend." Watching as he walked out of the room once more, Is at down on the edge of the bed.

You actually thought something was going to go right for you? HA! How pathetic, you were destined for a miserable life, whoever said good things come to those to wait, surely didn't know, there isn't enough time left for you.

"Will you ever shut up?" Shaking my head, I grabbed my bag, thinking I might as well do my homework now since I had nothing else to do at the moment.

You'd get lonely and miss me!

"I'd rather be alone for the rest of my life than listen to you." Pulling out my books out, I started reading over one of the problems, then sighed, it was going to be hard to concentrate...

Still not taking any chances, Thursday I avoided the others one last time, once more the halls were quiet, was Alfred gone again? Missing two practices before a game? He wasn't going to be able to play now, what was going on? Was he that sick? As lunch rolled around, my theory was correct, once again, two chair were empty as the table, but even Arthur didn't seem to know what the think, he kept looking over at both chairs then sighing. Something wasn't right here...

Shoving my hands into my pocket, I headed out of the school at the end of the day, praying that there would be no folder, I walked down the path, staring at the ground, I took a shaky breath as I reached the creek. I don't know if I could handle there being a folder there, looking up nervously, relief washed over me when there was nothing on laying on the rock, not a folder, not a not or letter, not even a leaf. Now all I needed was the conformation that they had taken someone in. Hurrying toward the clinic, I only glanced over in the lobby, then paused when Gilbert was sitting there, his head resting back against the wall, moving on silently, I didn't say anything to him, waiting by Antonio's office door, it opened shortly. Watching Romano, my eyes got wide when he didn't yell, or even say anything, he stormed out with his arms crossed, and his head down. Antonio sighed and looked at me, then moved out of the way, letting me in, dropping my bag by the chair, I turned to Toni quickly. He closed the door then glanced over with a smirk, walking to his desk, knowing I was waiting eagerly to know. He sat down, then looked at me, waiting, with a sigh, I sat down, crossing my legs.

"Has there been any more messages to you? Or folders?" I shook my head, he smiled, and nodded, giving him a eager look, he sighed, and nodded. "Then we have him, they took one of the boys from your school into custody Tuesday night, the only one who knows, is his parent, no other family or neighbors."

"Can you tell me who it was?" He shook his head, leaning back in his chair he crossed his arms, he looked down at a file, not saying anything for a minute.

"Actually, the only ones who know who it is, would be your uncle, and the police... You'll have to ask him, but I'm not so sure he'll tell you... Anyway, back to what we're supposed to be talking about, what's new that has happened?" Thinking over what has happened, instantly, what uncle Roderich had told me came to mind, he watched me curious.

"Well, Roderich is sending me back to live with Gilbert..." Antonio looked dumbfounded, he looked down and drummed his fingers on his arm, not looking very pleased.

"You're serious?" Nodded, he sighed and closed his eyes, shaking his head I looked around the room, fidgeting, just wanting this session to be over, hoping that Arthur would be waiting outside for me like normal. Toni looked up again, then became troubled. "You okay?"

"Yeah, I just, haven't talked to any of my friends in almost a week... I'm glad that I'm going to be able to again!" He smiled finally, looking down at the file in front of him, writing something quickly, he held the folder up, which had my name on the front of it.

"Well... If that's really all, I do have some good news. It's no longer going to be required for to come twice a week, and, really, right now, the only reason I'm going to ask you to keep coming back... Is because you're going to be back with Gilbert now... I don't want to take the risk." I nodded, smiling, good, now on Tuesday's, Arthur won't have to wait for me. He sighed, then looked around, rubbing the back of his neck, seeming like he wasn't sure what to say. "I don't really know what we have to talk about at all... Um... I guess I should ask, do you even want to go back to Gilbert?" Without hesitation, I shook my head.

"He's been sober only just a month, not even that yet, and they're already sending me back to him, I don't think a month is enough time to know if he's really going to change, but I don't really have a choice." He shifted in his seat, looking down at his desk with a sigh, then started drumming his fingers again, sighing.

"I think the son of a bitch should be put in jail, but the cops won't do it... I've already tried..." Playing with the strap on my bag, I sighed, glances up, looking at the clock, time always drags when you want it to go by quickly... Looking around again, I tugged on my jeans.

"Roderich says he's stopped drinking, stopped hanging around Ivan, and started controlling his anger, but, I'm not sure I want to believe him, because... That means, he helped Gilbert in one month, when in so many years, I couldn't, and... I would have failed him..." He was silent, then looked at me sadly, shaking his head while leaning forward, resting his arms on his desk.

"Ludwig, you did your best for years, there was nothing more anyone could have asked of you, it's Roderich's job to help people like your brother. It would have been a miracle if you could have done something... Don't beat yourself up over it." I nodded, not really paying attention anymore. "Listen, since I know you're ready to get out of here, I'll let you out early today amigo. Just be back here next Thursday." Climbing up from the chair, I slung my bag over my shoulder, glancing over as I got to the door, he glanced up. "Hm?"

"Thanks Toni." He smiled as I walked out of the room, glancing at a clock, I sighed, Arthur wouldn't be out for another ten minutes... Going into the lobby, I was glad to see Gilbert was no longer there, I sat down then sighed, pulling a book out of my bag, I opened to the page I left off with, just trying to kill time. Before I knew it, I could hear someone walk into the lobby, looking up, I closed the book, sliding it back in my bag, then stood up. Arthur looked at me shocked, and I wasn't surprised when he did the same thing I did on Tuesday, walked by without saying anything. Putting my bag over my shoulder again, I hurried after him, he glanced back, and kept walking, but shouted over his shoulder.

"So you suddenly come back? It doesn't make sense Ludwig! It doesn't!" Catching up, I grabbed his arm and turned him quickly "Wha-" Capturing his lips, I cut him off, he pushed on my shoulders for a short period, then slowly relaxed and gave in, kissing back. pulling away only by a few centimeters, I rested my forehead against his, locking eyes with him.

"I am so sorry... I swear, I only did it to protect you..." His lips connected with mine again briefly, and when I pulled away, I noticed he was wearing long sleeves again, looking at him again, he sighed, then rolled up his sleeves, there were deeper cuts on his arms now, and I sighed, looking at him sadly.

"I-I... I thought you didn't care anymore..." Lifting his arm up, I lightly kissed his cut skin, glancing up, his head was turned away with a light blush starting to settle on his cheeks, smirking, I moved up, lightly kissing him.

"Don't cut... You told me you wouldn't..." He kept his head turned away, and I sighed, putting an arm around his waist. "Come on, I'll walk you home..." He nodded, then leaned against me with a smile, kissing the top of his head, I thought of something randomly. "by the way, is Alfred sick or something?" He looked up confused, then shook his head.

"No, or, I don't think so... Actually, I don't know where he is... Mum won't tell me..." Strange, walking along in silence, something Antonio said popped into my head.

"...the only one who knows, is his parent, no other family or neighbors."

No... It couldn't be...

He was a patient of your uncles...

There is no way in hell that Alfred would be in love with his brother like that...

He obviously goes to your school.

He would never threaten Arthur, or the others for that matter!

He would be able to place camera's to spy on Arthur without suspicion.

He's one of my friends! The person threatened to kill them all!

Perfect cover up, suicide after killing the others would make it look like a mass murdering.

I-I would have to ask Roderich, but... It couldn't be true! There was no way!

"Lud? Are you alright?" I nodded, then forced a smile when I looked down, stopping as we reached his house, when his arms wrapped around me, I hugged him back, closing my eyes tightly, I sighed silently. "I'll you tomorrow, right?"

"Ja, of course." Stepping back, I kissed his forehead, making a blush dust his cheeks again, smiling, he held onto my hand as I started walking, letting his hand drop when mine got to far away. He waited for a second, then when inside, staring at the ground as I walked, my head was spinning, now I could be back with Arthur, but it's possible his brother was threatening me...

Walking down the hall later that night, I poked my head into the kitchen, then walked in, Roderich looked up from where he was stirring batter in a bowl, then looked down again quickly.

"Can, you tell me who it was that was taken in on Tuesday?" He stopped then looked up at me and sighed, then pushed his glasses up, continuing to stir the batter.

"I can't Ludwig... I wish I could, but I'm not allowed." I nodded, then sat at the table annoyed, Gott, my head was never going to settle, at least, not until I figured out who it was. Minutes ticked by with us in silence, and I was so zoned out, I jumped when he sat down next to me, cleaning his glasses. "Did you know..." He put his glasses back on, he lifted a glass to his lips, taking a drink, then pausing again. "That Arthur and Alfred aren't actually brothers, and that, in face, Arthur was adopted into the family when he was nine and Alfred was eight." I looked over at him startled, his expression didn't change and neither did his tone, as if it was just some piece of information he pulled out of nowhere.

"Why are you telling me this...?" He took another drink, then shrugged, standing back up to go work on something else in the kitchen.

"I just thought you might want to know." Oh no... It was...

Author's Note:

Yay! This chapters finally done! It was a pain to write! So you better like it! XD So... DUN DUN DUUUUN! Is the truth much harder than Luddy thought? Or is there still hope it's someone else? PLEASE let me know what you think!