Of course, Gilbert had no idea as to when the young boy was to wake up. That fucking bear hadn't told him, and he couldn't tell him anything as of right now, because he was sleeping next to Matthews bed. Ge geussed using that magic to save his master must have worn the cub right out. IT was already asleep. Normaly Kuma wouldn't sleep unless he knew his master was going to be alright. Magic must have been tiering to use! So all this ment was... sitting around watching Matthew sleep.

Yeah...

Tottaly not creepy.

Nope... Not one fucking bit. Fuck.

It was a damned good thing that Frenchman would be here soon. Maybe that would be some relief to this bordom... Gilbert put his head down and closed his eye. he needed some sleep two right? He fell a sleep instantly...

Only to be awakend afew hours later by a knocking at the door. Grumbling gilbert got up, alittle uneasy to be leaveing the boy alone. But he had to awnser the door.

Apone opeing the door, Blond hair was all gilbert saw as he waas hugged by a man dressed in rather fancy blue cloths.

Then he was groped.

"Nice to see you as well Francis." Gilbert said with a chuckle.

"Ah~ Oui, it is. Now where is this boy you have me watching over, Mon cher~?" Fracis asked with and added string of ohonhonhon's.

"Oh, he's in the other room sleeping right now. Unforchantly, plans have changed, Francis. Ivan's already found the boy. And now he's made the boy a target." Gilbert said, spcifcaly leaving out the 'hunting down magic's to use on his side of the war,' part. No, he'd tell Francis that later, He needed to tell his grandfather, The leader of his clan, just what Ivan was up to first. The poor man was paranoided enough.

"So then what do you want to so?" Francis asked removing his hand from Gilberts ass.

"What i want to do is, keep Birdy safe, but he can't stay here. His home isn't safe anymore, and the sooner he's safe the better." Gilbert said looking back to the room Matthew was still sleeping in. He didn't want to risk not being there for Matthew when he woke up. When ever that might be. He also wented to be thier in case Ivan changed his mind and decied to come to take Matthew. "Come on, I don't want him to be alone." He said as he walk back to Matthews room motioning for Francis to follow him.

Francis swiftly followed suit, he was eger to see the boy that has stolen Gilbert's heart. Thought to his face, Gilbert would deny having of effections for the boy. Even thought it was kindof odviouse to every one that he had a bit of a crush on this boy.

"Just stay quiet, alright. He's asleep right now." Gilbert said, Franicis nodded, and he opened the door to revele a young mans sleeping form laying on the bed. And a polay bear cub sleeping along side its master. Gilbert motioned for Francis to enter. "Francis this it Matthew." Gilbert half introduced.

"Matthew...?" Francis mumered as he pushed Gilbert aside to get a better look of the sleeping boy. "What ... What is his last name?" Francis asked, staring at the boys features intently. He placed his hand gently on Matthews check, almost like a parent would do to a child.

"Williams. He's Matthew Williams." Gilbert said giving Francis a qustioning look. He was alittle stuned but how Francis reacted to the boy.

Francis, though, apone hearing Matthews last name, quickly with drew his hand. An exspression of sadness and pain over came the Frenchmans face. It was almost as if he was disappointed with the awsner he had recived. Mummering a small 'oh,' Francis promptly shook his head. Soon enough the room was over come with laughter from Francis. Putting a hand over his eye to hide the tears that had formed in his eyes. "Of coures it's not him... It has been years after all... What are the chances of finding my baby boy now?" he said alittle hint of laughter still in his voice. He's just putting the image of his son on to this sleeping boy. After all everyone kept saying that his son was probaly dead.

"Francis, are you alright? You're crying..." Gilbert asked as he spotted a few tears drip down his face.

"Non, I... I'm alright. It's just he... He looks like the boy I lost. That's all." thier waas a pause between the to men that sat quickly fell in to a rather uncomfertalble silcence. "Hay Gilbert," Francis said brakeing the uncomfertable siclence. "Why are there bite marks one his neck? Did you drink from the poor boy?" Francis asked as his hand grazed the Bite marks.

"I told you, Ivan has already found him. And you know how Ivan's clan is. Matthew here managed to kill afew vamps. and knock out Natalia, before i'm Ivan got him. Luckily his bear here, was able to heal him once Ivan dropped him. So, hopefuly he should be alright when he wakes up." Gilbert exsplained then shrugged at the qustioning look Francis gave him.

"So, how old is this boy anyways? And why do you want to protect him so badly? I mean all anyone ever hears about is something or other about your little 'birdy', So what about him is so special? Francis qustioned. Now he, himself wasn't a vampier, However, he was a wizard. Him and Gilbert met up in a protetion camp around 100 years ago, during a war between the magic folk and the Earth bound immortals. However not everyone agreed with this war. Most retmanied nutral during this war. Francis was one of the nutral one.

Gilbert however was not. In fact Gilbert was a high ranking General in this war, praised for his battle strategise. He lived for the fight. Soon enought though Gilbert seemingly dropped off the map. No one could find him. Many thought he had died on the battlefeild. When in truth, He found himself unable to continue fighting anymore. So he deserted the battlefeild he was on, and found a group of nutral magic folk who gladly took him in. They granted him permision to travle with them untill the war was over. It was while he was with the nutral magic folk that he met his best friends. Francis and Antonio.

At the time, Francis was with a beautiful youg woman by the name of Joan. The two were vary happy together and vary much in love. The two had not wanted anything to do with the war.

One night while patroling the camp, he was told to do so offten, to make sure nerthier of the warring side were coming. Gilbert had spotted the young couple sitting in the middle of the camp by the fire. Deciding to be friendly, Gilbert stopped to say hello the lovely couple. One thing lead to another and soon enought, the three of them had become friends. That really helped them realize that truly, thier people wern't so different.

It was also around that time that Gilbert met his other best friend. A spanish werewolf named Antonio, who like everyone else, was escaping the war, With his Italian lover, Lovino. Lovino was, human at the time. Antonio had exsplained that the war had seperated the little italian from his brother, and the group accepted him even thought he had a VARY foul mouth.

Once the war was over thought, not alot of people stayed, perfuring to go to what was left of thier homes. Francis and Joan returned back to the magic relam, stating that they wanted to 'settle down and start a family.' Francis became an agent for diplomatic relations between the magic relam and the Earth bound immortals. Allowing him to go back and forth between the to worlds. He makes sure to call Gilbert and Antonio every time he comes over. Antonio on the other hand, stayed with the group. Him and Lovino were happier being able to travle in the group. for Antonio it was probaly just that pack mantality he got from the wolf in him. But he always made a point of visiting Gilbert whenever he could, and when Francis came the the human relam.

Gilbert however, went back to his vampier clan. He just claimed that he had been taken prisoner by the other side. No one qustioned him. So he just went back to doing what was normal for vampiers to do. He wandered aimlessly from town to town. Only stopping to say hello to Francis and Antonio when they had managed to track to lonely vampier down. It wasn't often that he found someone to travle with, or someone to even visit.

After a couple minutes of silence, Gilbert spoke. "He looked so fragile and lonely when i first met him. It's why i called him Bridy. And i just Felt the need that I had to protect him. At first he was just anouther nameless person i was going to drink from. Soon enought though I found myself growing emotions for this fragile yet strong boy. Emotions that havent stured in me since Eliza." He again looked down at Matthews sleeping form.

Francis couldn't sau anything. He knew all about Elizaveta. She was Gilbert frist love and only love to date. The two were childhood friends. They had grown up together, become vampiers together, the worked thier way up the ranks. Gilbert had confested his love to her and she returned his feelings, but for what only felt like a few short years. Elizaveta had meet a vampric aristrocrat while on a rutien mission. His name was Rodrich, Elizaveta had left Gilber soon after meeting him. those two live happily ever after, meanwhile Gilbert was left to pick up the peices of his broken heart. he couldn't feel love for anyone. It wasn't untill the war the Gilbert had returend to normal. Of course Gilbert hadn't told Francis any of this. Instead Francis had learned most of this from Ludwig, Gilbert little brother.

All he was able to say was, a simple 'I see'. With a small 'yeah' in reply. Again silence feel apon the two men.

"So what are you going to do to keep little Mattiue here salf?" Francis asked trying to shake the awkwaredness in the air.

"Like I've already said, I'm going to take him back to my clan. He'll be safer thier. You should come with us aswell. Or go back to your family and keep them safe. I have a bad feeling about this war between mine and Ivan's clan. I can already tell that Ivan's planning more then he had told me... Matthew here has probaly already seen what is about to happen..." Gilbert said still at Matthew. Again silences feel between the two men.

"He's 21." Gilbert said shifting in his seat, briefly looking up at Francis. Starteling the man from his thoughts.

"what?"

"Alittle while ago, you asked how old Matthew was. he's 21." Gilbert said, still looking at Matthew.

"Ah~ i see, He's the same age as Alfred." Francis said. His mind drifted to his son. The one he still had. But Alfred had always been more Arthurs son then his. He had another son, Alfreds twin brother. His late wife had named the boy. Joan was the name of his late wife, they had gotten married sometime after the war and were vary happy together. Meny years latter the two were blessed with a baby. A doctor told them not long after that it wasn't on baby, but two. They were in pure bliss.

However thier blissful state didn't last as Joan fell gravely ill not long after the Twins were born and past away soon after leaveing Francis to raise two boys on his own. He had met Arthur no more then a year later. The couple soon married. When the Twins turned four, Francis and Arthur decided it would be a good idea to take the boys to the human relam for the day.

That was the day they lost the younger of the boys. They hadn't realized that the younger boy wasn't with them untill they got home. In a panic, Francis went back to the human relam and searched everywhere for the boy. But he never turned up. To this day Every time Francis visits the human relam, he looks for his missing son. Arthur had never rememeber the boy after that, and as for Alfred, He often askes about a boy who looked like him when he was a kid and then more often then not disappers. Francis would then tell him that it was his brother, but soon enough though, Alfred would forget about what Francis had said.

"You know," Gilbert had started talking again. He was looking at Francis now instead of Matthew. "He once told me that he had been abandoned here in the human relam by his parents." He said, watching Francis nod his head and take in what he said.

"Gilbert..."

Both mean jumped as they heard a soft voice breck through the silence. It was Matthew's voice. THey looked down to see the boy chuckling as he sat up and pushed himself. He had woken up about the time Francis had mentioned Alfred.

"That is not what I said. What I had said was, that I FELT like I had been abadoned in the human relam. I know it wasn't thier fault realy, I just wasn't memorible. And besides I'm happy here so no need to go and bring up rotten memories. I'm not leaving. But now, I have a question," Matthew said looking to Gilbert with a small smile on his face. "Why am I in my bed, with you and a stranger watching me sleep? The last thing I rememeber is knocking out that girl ten being caught off gaurd by and fangs sinking into my neck." Matthew voices held slight hist of annoice as he spoke about being caught off gaurd.

"OH! Right, well just as I thought Ivan did come after you, because, well you're my friend and he would do anything to break my spirt. Well after you went in the kitchen I realized who it was that accualy caused the noise and ran to the kitchen, but by the time i got there, Ivan had sunk his fangs into your neck. But I was awsome and saved you from his grasp!" Gilbert lied happily. "Your polar bear healed you though...: He said pouting you alittle. "You've been out for alittle while birdy."

Matthew just stared at Gilbert. He knew the vampier was lieing somewhere in his exsplainsion. Mummbling an 'I'll just ask kuma later' He pointed to Francis and asked "So, this is the friend that you wanted to watch over me?"

"Oui, that is correct, Mon cher." Francis said before Gilber could awnser. The frenchman grabed the boy's hand and placed a gental kiss on the top of is. Causeing Matthew to bluch slightly. "My name is Francis Bonnefoy."

At his name, A a look of shock spread accross Matthews face.

"Is thier something suprising about my name mon cher? you look suprised. Perhaps you have heard of me?" Fransic inquierd when he picked up on the look of shock on Matthews face, secretly hoping that he had.

"Yes, accualy. My father had the same name as you." Matthew said quietly looking down, at the bed.

Slowly Francis wrapped his arms around Matthew and pulled him close. Matthew looked at Francis only to see tears streaming down his face. Matthew was slightly puzzled by this. Had he done something to upset this man? If so why was he hugging him?

Meanwhile Francis was just hugging him close mummering to himself. 'My boy, my son, Mon ange! I found you, I finally found you!'

Matthew was able to make out what he was saying asked "Did you just say son?"

"OUI! Oui! I did! OH I did! you are my son after all! I'm so sorry! You were left here by accedent when you were four right? And your Papa's last name was Bonnefoy right?" Matthew nodded at these questions. "Oh Matthieu~! I'm your Papa and I have not stopped searching for you since you disappered." Francis wailed, tears flowing like river from his eyes. Once he had laid eyes on the boy, he knew it was his son. And now everything was confermed.

Matthews eyes widened even more. This man was his father? And had he really not stopped searching for him? Tears came to the boys face. He Believed the man. He didn't know why but something inside him was just telling him that it was true. "I thought you had forgotten all about me. I thought that no one had bothered to search for me." Matthew said returning the fren- not his Fathers hug. He couldn't really belive that after all this time his father haddn't stopped looking. After sixteen year, he found his father, and all prior feelings of resentment and hate he felt towards them had disapperd.

And thats all she wrote for now folks. Updates are sparatic, so do keep that in mind. I am also back (still) in high school, and as such a tragity as that may be, life goes on. which means, updates will not only be at random, but also may be lagging. Now then have fun humans and other life forms I am out to get some fucking sleep because, I am fucking tierd. So good night.