Gilbert and Elisaveta rode to school together that day, she was staring out the window her eyes glazed over. Gilbert looked at her from the corner of his eyes before staring back at the road. "Listen I said I was sorry." He told her, pulling into the school parking lot.

"And I told you that I didn't want to talk about it." She snapped and sunk down into the seat and crossed her arms. Her eyes went over towards Gilbert and she smirked slightly, just enough so he wouldn't see. "It was pretty funny." She admitted and laughed softly to herself. Gilbert blushed spread across his cheeks all the way to his ears, this only made her laugh all the more.

"I thought we weren't going to talk about it." He said and She sat up and stared over at him. He parked his car into his spot and turned it off, shoving the key into his pocket. "It was embarrassing for me, we should just drop it like you said." He told her and she opened the door and got out as quick as she should.

She walked into the stopping on the side walk and waited for him to join her. He locked the doors by hand and grabbed his bag before running to her side. She gave him a kiss on the cheek before walking off with to class with some of her friends. Gilbert went to Matthew's locker, Matthew was there but he was moving a lot slower then normal, his arms and legs look like the were solid stiff. Matthew looked over at him and sat up, holding his book under his arm. "Gil what's wrong?" He asked.

"I think Liz is going to break up with me but what's wrong with you? The tin-man was less stiff then you are now." Gilbert pointed out. Matthew tried to pretend he didn't know what he was talking about and he tried blaming it on just being sleepy but Gilbert wasn't buying it. He grabbed him and pulled him into the bathroom, he looked under the door to see if there was anyone else in there. "Take off your shirt." He said once he found out that they were a alone.

Matthew's whole face went red and he clung to the front of his shirt, holding it together. "What! No!"He said and backed away. Gilbert rolled his eyes.

"Take it off! You're hurt aren't you, was it Ivan, just tell me." Gilbert said and grabbed the bottom of the shirt. He lifted it up to see all the bruises Matthew had along his sides. The silence between them was heavy, you could feel it pressing down on you. Matthew could only stare at Gilbert, watching as anger filled his eyes. "Why didn't you tell. Look at this Matt, this is bad, he could have hurt something internally. Does it hurt right now?"

"Its fine it doesn't hurt." He lied keeping his eyes on Gilbert. When his friend tried to rush out the door Matthew grabbed him by the arm. He already knew what Gilbert was thinking, and he didn't want him to do that. "No Gil...I can handle this myself. Please just let me try this on my own, I promise if I need your self I'll come to you. I swear it this time, just don't fight him now." Matthew begged. Gilbert stopped in the door and looked back at him.

He stared real quick back over at the door. "Alright...but be careful." He said and broke his arm free. Gilbert left him there in the bathroom and went to his own locker. He grabbed his book and went to class, but he couldn't stop thinking about it. He didn't want anything to happen to Matthew, Ivan was a big strong guy who had a temper behind that soft voice.

Elisaveta couldn't help but to notice how quite he was being. "Gil...are you still upset about what happened last night. Hey its alright, stuff like that happens."

"Its not that. Its Matthew, that son of bitch Ivan is...I just saw his sides and they are all bruised up. I bet there's more then that, I just don't see it yet. Matthew wants to handle this on his own, but I have a bad feeling about it. Liz I'm scared for him." He whispered to her and she just stared at him. She watched the way his facial expressions change, Gilbert was worried but there was something else here, a warmth and a lack of fear. No one scared Gilbert the way Ivan did, she would always see fear when Ivan was brought up but it wasn't there. Something else had replaced that, something more then just hatred. This emotion, she felt was wasn't connect to Ivan at all it was to soft of an expression .

A pain then struck her through the heart and her eyes went wide. "Gilbert I think maybe you..." She stopped, she couldn't bring herself to say it. He looked at her and mouthed what, the teacher was standing just behind him. "Why don't you just go to the ice rink just in case he needs you." She mouthed back at him. She faced forward and let out a sigh, she finally understood why her relationship with Gilbert was on the rocks, he had a crush on Matthew. It was so clear now, she couldn't believe she had been so blind. She covered her mouth and leaned across her desk, she was holding in a laugh.

She wondered if Gilbert had figured his own emotions out, he had always been a little to slow to bat when it came to that sort of thing. She looked back at him from the corner of her eyes, it looks like she was going to have to brake up with him now, she sighed again and realized that she felt no heart ache over the idea. The teacher walked away from them and Gilbert looked at her. "That's what I was planning on doing, if something goes wrong I want to be right there. I'll teach that bastard to mess with a friend of mine."

"Gil have you tried telling Matthew what happened between the two of you, maybe if he knew then he would understand." She told him and looked at the teacher to make sure they would not be interrupted. Gilbert scowled and glance downward.

"I can't Liz...I haven't even told you so how would I be able to tell him."

"Because Ivan isn't targeting me, and you care for him enough to trust him with the truth." She told him and reached over to take his hand. Gilbert was her friend, maybe that's how they were suppose to be, just friends.

"You're the last person who should be talking about the truth, you can't even be honest with yourself."

"What the hell is that suppose to mean!" She hissed though clenched teeth.

"Dresses, make-up, lace, heals, cooking and baking, these things aren't you. You're not this super feminine person, you think that just because you're a girl you have to likes these thing. But you think you have to like it because you're a girl. Well I'm telling you that you don't, you can like what you really like even if its what you think boys like." He told her but he wasn't done talking yet. She stared at him, this had nothing to do with what they were talking about, she listened to him nevertheless. "Before you found out you were actually a girl you were happy because you liked being sporty and wild. You could get yourself covered in dirt, bleeding from the knees, and have a smile on your face with a big huge fish in your hand. Then you changed."

"I'm a girl Gil, girls are suppose to be clean and pretty."

"Says who! No one should tell anyone to be what they don't want. You are a girl but your gender does not define you as a human. Boys can like the same thing as girls, I like small animals, and birds, and plush toys, you like climbing trees, fishing, fighting, and hunting. Just stop pretending and be the person I first fell in love with." He whispered at her and Elisaveta blushed.

She looked away and down at her desk. "You are so fucking right!" She looked up and grabbed her bag. She stood from her desk and walked over to the teacher, asking to go use the bathroom. Gilbert sat in his chair confused. Elisaveta broke into Gilbert's locker and grabbed the extra set of clothes he had in there. She went into the bath room and got changed, his clothes were big on her, she had to roll the sleeves up and the pants, she took the belt from her dress and shoved it through the loops to help keep the pants up. When she was done changing she shoved her clothes into Gilbert's locker and returned to class. People stared at her but no one said a word about it.

"There." She said taking her seat next to Gilbert and smiled, he was right, this was way better then some stuffy dress. "Now back to you Gilbert babe, you need to tell him. Just fuckin' tell him what happened and let this shit storm be over." She said smiling.

Gilbert frowned as he looked away from her. "I'll try." He whispered. School finished up and he tried to find Matthew before he left for hockey, but he was to late, outside the school doors he could see him in the back seat of a car. He quickly sent Matthew a text message letting him know he would be just outside the ice rink if he needed him, he clicked send and ran for his car. He ran past Lovino and Alfred who were all smiles about something, he hardly had time to tease them.

He pulled out his car keys and got in his car, taking a short cut he knew to get to the ice rink sooner. He parked his car in the back, so it wouldn't be seen by Ivan and waited there. He knew the janitor there always forgets to lock the back door, anyone could sneak in at any time if they wanted.

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Practice went as awful as it always did, by the end even his old bruises had bruises. After he got dressed back into his casual clothes he took a breath and went to confront Ivan. His mind race on things he could say to him, what to do he if came at him, and he had to reminded himself that Gilbert was waiting for him just outside. He let out the breath and walked up to him. "Ivan we need to talk." He said, trying to keep strong. Ivan looked over at him just from the corner of his eyes.

"What is it?" Ivan asked and looked away. He continued to get around to leave. Matthew balled up his hands and kept his stance firm.

"You need to lay off, singling me out from everyone else just because we had one bad date. I can hardly move after practice and it isn't fair to me. I'm sorry our date didn't go how you wanted, but what were you excepting to happen when you started talking that way about Gil! I told you he was my friend and you still kept going." Matthew said, now that he was going he was to nervous to stop. Ivan just stared at him with a cold look in his eyes. He let Matthew talk for awhile before growing bored. "If you don't stop I'll go to the office about this. you can't..." Ivan had heard enough by this point, he grabbed the blond by the collar of his shirt and slammed him back into the lockers.

Ivan held him there and smirked. "I'm not going to stop and if you ever threaten me again...I'll do the same thing I tried to do Gilbert to you. Except you won't be as lucky, you won't get away. " He let him go and Matthew stayed frozen there for a moment.

"What did you try do to?" He asked, his voice shaking. Ivan laughed and took his bag, slumping it over his shoulder.

"So he hasn't told you, well that does explain a lot. Go ask him and tell me if you still love him when you find out the truth. Goodbye Mattie." He said and walked out. Matthew grabbed his bag and rushed out the door and got to Gilbert's car as quick as he could. Matthew got into the passenger seat and was completely silent, he couldn't even look at Gilbert right then, he was to shaken up and he didn't want him to see.

Gilbert asked him what happened but still Matthew stayed quite. Finally Gilbert started the car and went to drive Matthew home. Once they were on the road Matthew spoke. "What...what happened between you and Ivan. What did he do to you that was so horrible?" Matthew asked and Gilbert nearly slammed on the brakes.

"Why do you ask?" Gilbert asked and Matthew looked up at him, he was so pale looking.

"He threatened to do the same to me if I tried telling the office about him. What did he do Gil?" Matthew asked and gilbert pulled te car over to the side of the road. He let out a couple deep breath and he grabbed Matthew's hand.

"I didn't want to tell you...but there's something you need to know." Gilbert began, it was time to tell someone about what had happened.

this is getting alot deeper then I had planned. I just wanted to write a cute little prucan fic but nooooo it had to go all dark and emotional on me. what the hell happened. Next time I want to write a funny fic I'll just not do it. this was a big failure as a comdey its not funny anymore.

please review while I try to figure out where it all went wrong