Hello people! :D It's me again! Sorry for not writing for such a long time, I was busy with school and I was lazy. ^^' And thank you all so much for your reviews and alerts/favs! I love you all so much! Almost as much as tomatoes! (and I friggin love tomatoes)

I hope you all enjoy this chapter!

Anyone remember the tiny little phrase where I said Francis is Mattie's cousin? Well, forget that, because he isn't anymore ('cause I say so) :)

~|~ Matthew's POV ~|~

As everyone calmed down, we changed and got ready to go shopping. Alfred wasn't amused as he saw that Gilbert was wearing his clothes. But my clothes didn't fit him and I couldn't leave Gilbert naked all the time. So he had to live with it for at least three days until we finally baught clothes for Gilbert and Arthur.

I actually borrowed Arthur some clothes because he said he didn't want to wear Alfred's too big ones. I didn't mind, Arthur was a nice guy.

And like expected, Gilbert and Alfred found something new to fight again.

"Will you two please stop fighting? My head aches and I wouldn't mind killing you both if you don't shut up!" Arthur yelled at them. The two of them seemed to really hate each other. Not even a minute passed without them fighting. That really annoyed me.

"He is right. You should stop being such a bitch and finally admit that soccer is way more awesome than football!" The albino said.

"No way dude! Artie, you're on my side right? Football is way more cool than soccer! Right?"

"It's 'cooler' not 'more cool', stop inventing new words. And no, soccer for the win." Arthur replied. Alfred only stared at him and I had to giggle. It seemed like Al's world just broke into thousend of pieces. I actually wanted to say that hockey is the best, but I didn't want to start another 'best sport'-war and just stayed quiet.

"Pfft, as if! Birdie, soccer is the best game! Screw american football and hockey." I glared at Gilbert.

"Don't just read my mind!" He just smirked and we all were about to put on jackets and finally leave, but suddendly, the door was opened.

"I'm home darlings! How are you-" No. Couldn't she wait until we all left to come home? Why now of all times?

My mother stopped and looked confused at us. First she looked at me and Alfred, then at Gilbert and Arthur. "Eh, did I miss something?"

"Oh hi mom! How was the party?" The cheerful Alfred asked and hugged our mother. As he was doing that and made sure mom didn't see anything, he gave me a panicked look and mouthed a 'what should we say about Arthur and Gilbert?'. I just shook my head because I had no idea. Mom didn't like strangers in her house and I never thought that she would be home so early. What should I do?

I looked to Gilbert and he was staring at me as if he was trying to say something. That's it! If someone could make up a good lie, it was Gilbert, right? I mean, we didn't know each other for a long time, but he sure seemed like he was used to lying. So Gilbert if you just heard what I thought, help us or you won't be able to stay here!

He nodded, smirked and winked at me. Oooh I don't have a good feeling.

The two stopped hugging. "Soo... Who are you two? Friends of my little sons?" she directed the question at Gilbert.

"It's very nice meeting you, miss Jones. I'm Matthew's friend, Gilbert, and him, his brother, Alfred's friend Arthur and me just wanted to go shopping together. We wanted to ask you if that is ok, but you weren't home so we decided to go without asking, but now that you are here, may we go out?" I gaped at him. Since when was he so polite? My mom looked surprised at him and blushed lightly. She always had a soft spot for gentlemen. I don't think she would have liked the normal Gilbert.

"O-Oh, that's ok! It's nice meeting you Gilbert! You really seem nice and I hope you all have fun together!" she smiled at us and shook hands with him and Arthur. After a little small talk, we finally got out of the house.

"Wow! Gilbert you were so nice and polite! Why aren't you like this all the time?" I asked shoked and relieved that mom didn't say anything and was actually happy for me that I was doing things with friends. Actually as I saw Gilbert's evil eyes before he talked to mom, I though he would say something like 'Hey new mom! I'm Matthew's boyfriend and yes he is gay and totally in love with me. And oh, I will be living here for a while! Awesome isn't it?' , but luckily he didn't.

"Because thats Arthur's job, I'm way too awesome to stay a 'good boy' for long. I only did that to impress your mom. And I can't just make a bad appearance to the mom of my gay boyfriend who's totally in love with me, can I?" He replied simply with a grin and put an arm around my shoulder.

"Eh, w-what?" Damn. I needed to find something to stop him from reading my mind. What if I think of something embarrassing?

"Watch where you're putting your hands, jerk!" Alfred yelled and was about to hit Gil in the face. He really was an overprotective brother, and I silently thanked him for that.

I don't know why the next thing happened, but I suddendly found myself in front of Gilbert with a hand holding the wrist of my brother, and thus, saving Gilbert from getting hit. "Mattie? Why did you do that?"

"I don't know I just-" I begun but I cut myself off. "I just loooove Gilbert soo much! And i want him right now~" I turned to face him and put my arms around his neck. What the? What was happening? I did not want this! I felt my face heating up as my body pressed itself against Gilbert.

"Aw I know you would fall for me birdie!" He said happily and hugged me back. Anybody could tell he was enjoying the action.

"What the hell, Gilbert? What are you doing to my body?" I shoved him away as my cheeks grew hot. I- I really didn't do that! My body acted on it's own!

"Kesesese~ I don't know what you're talking about~"

"Dammit Gilbert! Stop using your magic to control Matthew!" Arthur said and glared harshly at him. I was surprised as Arthur finally said something. He actually didn't say much as we were walking down the streets. But in this moment I had a bigger problem. What magic did Gilbert do? And how was this even possible! Stupid Matthew, of course it's possible, he is an angel!

"What?" Alfred asked. Then it hit me, he did say that he could control my body too when we sealed our connection. Damn! How could I forget such an important thing!

"Gilbert! You idiot! Do this again and I'll hurt you!" I glared at him.

"Kesese Matt, you're too nice to hurt me! And I know you liked it! Your cheeks give everything away~ I should totally do that again."

"Does- does that mean you will controll me all the time?" My face paled as images of R-18 actions of Gil and me suddendly appeared in my head. Oh hell, I would never allow him to do these things to me! How could that thing even fit there?

Before I tried to commit suicide because of some R-4000 pictures that flew through my mind, I turned around to Arthur. "Help me!" I pleaded with tears in my eyes.

"Don't worry, he can't use that magic for very long, and if he does it, he needs to at least wait an hour to be able to do it again." Arthur told me and gave me a small smile. I seriously wanted to hug him as he told me that. So there was some hope for me.

But oooof course, Alfred went mad at the though of Gil controling me and you can pretty much imagine what happened next. Him and Gilbert begun to fight again. Arthur and me just sighed and decided to talk and have fun together.

Oh, and I just realized I said 'Gil'. Guess I'll be calling him that from now on. It's kinda cute. And Gil, don't you dare say anything now or I'll buy pink clothes for you. You know I would do that.

~|~ Normal POV ~|~

The four friends were in a shopping mall and Arthur and Matthew were discusing where they should buy their clothes. Gilbert and Alfred were walking behind them and looked bored. That was the first time they actually started a normal conversation.

"Wow, they are such girls for doing that." Alfred said and yawned.

"Yeah you're right. I'm bored. Even reading Matt's mind is boring. He is only thinking about clothes." Gilbert sighed. But he did find it cute somehow.

"Oh yeah, I wanted to ask you something."

"Hm?"

"This reading-mind-thingy. How're you doing that?"

"I'm an angel. Of course I can do that. Duh."

"So every angel can do that, huh? Does that mean Artie is reading my mind now and I don't even realize it?" But Alfred hoped he didn't. Because he was having some dirty thoughts about him since he met him. What? He is a teenager full of hormones, of course he thinks things like that. Don't act so surprised.

"Arthur? No, he isn't an angel like me. I'm a real angel, but he hasn't fulfiled a wish 'til now. You could say he is a newbie." Alfred gave him a confused look. "Well, we angels have to at least fulfil one wish to become as powerful as the awesome me is now. If he fulfils your wish, he'll become a real angel and have giant wings and he could become human, or, like I did, stay an angel and help people." Gilbert explained and yawned for the twenty-secound time this hour. Yes he counted.

"So you are a full angel? How old are you anyway?"

"Haha! The awesome me isn't that old as you probably think. I'm I guess like 19 in human years."

"Human years? And in angel years?"

"Not gonna tell you."

"Fine fine." The two of them stopped talking. Matthew and Arthur stopped their talking even before Gilbert begun to explain the angel-thing and Matthew heard everything.

"So, if he is 19, how old are you?" Matthew asked Arthur and the latter smiled.

"A gentleman never gives away his age." He said.

"So you're old?" Alfred asked from behind.

"No!" They all laughed.

Ten minutes later, they all decided that they would go in a new store that opened up two weeks ago. Alfred said he heard some positive comments of it from friends and he wanted to chek it out himself.

As they opened the door of the not so small store, they saw tons of clothes everywhere. The left side was for women, because they all saw skirts and dresses and pink clothing and bras and panties and what nots, so they turned to their right side with nice-looking clothes that really looked 'awesome but not as awesome as me'. You know who said these words.

All of them split up and searched for the needed size. Matthew was surprised that Gil knew about clothes and sizes because he was an angel and didn't need clothes such as this, right? But the albino told him that a friend of him loved clothes and he learned such things from him.

After a while of searching clothes, they all met up at the changing rooms.

"So I think we have enough clothes. Me and Gilbert should try them on and then we'll buy the the best ones, ok?" Arthur said and everybody nodded. The two of them took all things from Matthew and Alfred and went to change. They came out of the changing room with many different styles of clothes and the brothers then said if they fit or not. It was a rather fun game and Arthur and Gilbert actually seemed to enjoy it because they walked like some super models and actually made poses like all proffesional models do. Everyone laughed as even Arthur did such poses (and Alfred really missed his camera at that moments). To put it shortly, they had much fun and nobody got hurt (well, except for that one time where Alfred gave Arthur the super tight, red, super short (super super super short) dress to try on and Arthur went mad and threw a chair at him).

The group went to the cashier to pay for the clothes. They all were greated by a man with shoulder long blond hair.

"Bonjour! 'ow can I 'elp you?" the man greeted them with an thick french accent as he turned around. His eyes fell immediately on Gilbert. The man's eyes widened and a huge grin appeared on his face. "Gilbert! Is that you?"

Gilbert looked surprised too but he smiled as much as the french man. "Francis! Long time no see!" They both hugged each other as Matthew and Alfred looked confused.

"'ow long 'as it been? Two years? You've changed so much!" Francis said and hugged Gilbert some more. It was obvious that they knew each other for a long time.

"Of course! But I stayed as aweome as always!" Gilbert said proudly. Francis nodded at him and looked at the group.

"And you too, Arthur! Give me a 'ug, we didn't see each other for such a long time!" Francis was about to hug him too but Arthur just threw a glare at him.

"Don't you dare touch me, frog! I never liked you!" he said angrily and backed away. The 'frog' just pouted and wanted to pull him in a hug anyway but Alfred stopped him.

"He said you shouldn't touch him."

"And may I ask who you are, mon ami?" the french man asked.

"He is Alfred, my current master." Arthur answered for him.

"Ooh! So you will finally try to become an angel again?" Alfred wondered about the 'again' part and made a mental note to ask Arthur about more details later on.

"Shut up.'' is all Arthur said.

"So that means you" Francis turned around to Matthew "are Gilbert's new master, right?" Matthew nodded shyly and looked at the ground.

"B-Bonjour, my name is Matthew.." This Francis guy scared him a little because Matthew could feel his gaze on his whole body and that wasn't a pleasant feeling.

"Interesting.. You 'ave a nice body Matthieu, no wonder Gilbert 'as you as a master." He purred and let his hands feel up the poor little boy's body.

"Eeep!" Matthew shrieked as suddendly Francis fell to the ground. (yes he felt relieved as he stopped molesting him but who wouldn't be surprised to see someone fall to the ground so suddendly?) Matthew noticed a pool of blood underneath the man.

"A-Are you ok?" Matthew asked still shoked and was about to help him, but a hand on his shoulder stopped him.

"Birdie.." he reconized Gilbert's voice. "Why don't you go look for Arthur and Alfred, while I... Have a little chat with Francis, ok?" Matthew noticed the dark tone in his voice so he gulped and nodded. He then noticed that Arthur and Alfred weren't in the store.

"Eeh where are they?" he asked.

"Alfred said he was going to show Arthur 'the most amazing food ever'." Matthew knew immediantly where they were.

"Okey... I'll be back in 15 minutes, so don't-"

"Don't worry birdie, I won't kill him!" Gilbert said as he read Matt's mind.

"If you say so.." He turned around and left the store.

Gilbert's smile fell as Matthew left the store. "Francissss..." he said angrily.

Francis opened his eyes and looked at Gil. "Ohnohnohn, sorry, but I just 'ad to feel up your new master, 'e looked so cute!" He slowly stood up and whiped of the blood from his nose and cheek. "But you didn't 'ave to be so angry.."

"Francis you know that angels are automaticly bound to their masters, of course I have to be angry when someone touches my things!'' Gilbert replied and 'hmpf'ed.

"Oh yeah, you're still an angel."

"Yes. How's your human life?"

''Well it's really great. My store is popular and the womens and men in this country are really 'ot, so I'm pretty much really 'appy 'ere." Francis said and sat on a chair.

"Thats good for you. So, did you hear anything about Antonio? Haven't seen him for a while and it would be cool that the Bad Touch Trio comes together again." both of them smiled at the memories they shared as the BTT. They missed the old times.

"No I didn't... But you know we can't see 'im.. It's forbidden.." Francis tone got darker and he frowned.

"But that never really stopped us, did it?"

"Gilbert, we could really get in trouble even speaking about 'im. We'll see each other another time, I 'ave work to do..." Gilbert smiled sadly at him and apologized silently. "It's ok, see you again sometime, and 'ave fun with Matthew! But don't breake 'im, ok?"

"Kesese, don't worry, I won't." Even though Gilbert grinned, they both knew it was fake.

"Oh, and tell 'im 'e 'as a nice ass~"

Francis' face met the ground once more before Gilbert left the store.

~|~ Chapter End ~|~

I hope you all liked this chapter! Please review!

And I wonder what happened Antonio ~ yes, this story does have a plot :,D