Blood to bleed

A/N: Hey guys, I know it's been a REAAALLY long time, it's just I've been grounded and I've been writing my other story for Durarara. Anyway the much anticipated funeral is here. I've spent forever trying to find a very sad song to get me in the mood for writing this chapter...

I could sleep forever these days because in my dream I see you again

The day had come with a solemn silence. Ivan had come back the day before, Friday, was it? Alfred had lost track of the days, bouncing from one friends house to the other. It wasn't the best way to live, especially while grieving but he made due and never overstayed his welcome. Currently he had taken up residence with Francis since his dad was doing business in France.

He had dressed smartly with the help of Francis and Arthur, though he felt like crap, he doubted that his parents would even let them through. He had to try though.

"Hey, ready to go Alfred?" Francis called from the doorway of the guest room. Alfred slowly nodded, he was enraptured by his own thoughts and didn't notice that he was still looking at himself through the mirror.

"Yeah, let's go." He dropped his hands from the tie around his neck and filed out behind Francis and Arthur.

The ride there was solemn like everything else today, Francis was driving with Arthur seated in the passenger seat. Alfred opted for the back seat and was staring out the window. They finally arrived but all three were struck with disgust.

Very few people were there for Mathew, most of them trying to look good in front of Alfred's father. Portly business men and their wives, faked sobbing and gave his parents fake condolences. No one even approached them aside from the students at school. Black cadillacs lined up one after the other at the curb.

Alfred sighed and was lead in by his friends. Kiku or his group hadn't bothered to show up, Antonio and his sister did. They greeted them and shared heartfelt apologies over Mathew's death, ones that Alfred knew were real. Ivan and his family had come, his sister had nearly smothered him in a hug and the three youngest boys had shakily offered their condolences, though they didn't know him, they were very sincere. Losing their brother was a very scary idea to them Alfred bet. He thanked them and grateful agreed to sit by them during service. Arthur's family had come as well, albeit seated way in the back. Arthur left join them along with Francis, whom felt more comfortable with people he already knew.

"Fredka, are you okay?" Ivan asked quietly once they were seated beside Toris and Eduard. Alfred just nodded and gulped a huge mouthful of air to keep from crying.

"I-I want to s-see my brother!" He finally cried out. Ivan nodded and they stood up to go to Mathew's casket. Alfred leaned upon Ivan for support.

Once they reached the white casket Alfred nearly lost it.

He began to bawl and sob, holding the cold hand of his brother and clutching harder to Ivan. The people in the pews watched in mixed reactions. Some were saddened by it, a boy had to go through loss to early in his life and that was sad. Other's were disgusted by the obvious relationship between the two boys and how ugly Alfred looked crying. However most were apathetic to the boy and his friend's obvious and immense pain. They only cared for themselves after all.

"Matty, Matty! Why? Why did he take you from me? Why did you leave me? Am I evil? Am I sick?" Alfred babbled.

"Fredka..." Ivan sighed quietly and brushed his blonde hair out of his dull blue eyes. "Why is not the answer..."

"I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO NEVER COME BACK!" The banshee woman screeched. Ivan wanted to deck her right then and there.

"Is it wrong that he wanted to see his brother? You're just jealous that he can be everything you're not! Everything you can't be! Go die in a hole you worthless scum and I hope you burn in hell!" Ivan yelled and shielded a crying Alfred with his body from the poisonous woman.

"Wait one second youn-" Alfred's father began but Ivan had cut him off.

"You are a man without a backbone! You let yourself be pushed around by her because you're afraid of what she might do to you! Grow a pair and I might back off." Ivan rounded on him. He stalked back to his seat with Alfred and sat him down.

"If you want everyone to know what you did to him than I suggest you two stay quiet!" Ivan barked.

The couple shrunk back to their seats in the front with a glare of distaste and complete hate directed towards Ivan.

"Fredka...Calm down, I am here." Ivan soothed, Katyusha moved beside him and began to hum a light lullaby to calm him down, Alfred did after a few seconds and stayed docile enough for the ceremony to continue.

Of course, Alfred or his friends weren't allowed to speak, only Alfred's parents and the people they 'thought' knew his little brother. All of which either made fun of him or had beaten him up at one time or another. One girl had gone as far as saying she had loved him.

Fatima had sputtered behind them in anger.

"Fatima..." Antonio whispered to calm her.

"It's okay." Alejandro soothed.

Ivan sure wished it was.

Arthur's POV

It was disgusting how people just jumped on an opportunity whether it was moral or immoral. I sat beside the twins clenching my fists in rage. We were completely ignored, Mathew's real friends were completely ignored including his own brother.

All the fake posers had claimed that they had adored Mathew's presence even though they completely ignored him until they needed math answers or lunch money. It pissed me off along with other people, the people who actually gave a damn.

Seriously, I wanted to shoot all these people to death. I wanted to wring their necks and make them scream. I was pulled out of those thoughts by Francis, he had his palm on my clenched right fist, I relaxed it and offered him a smile which he sent back. Had I always noticed how bright and knowing his smiles were? Nevermind.

When we came in I couldn't help but notice the 'little' racist slur that was sent my way by Alfred's parents.

"Damn Redcoat." Yeah? Get over it.

After Ivan's outburst it had been toned down, the racism I mean. The heated glares and snarls weren't. Finally I had had enough. Enough of the fake bullshit Mathew didn't deserve.

I got up and trudged up to the podium while most of the people looked up at me with shock, my friends and family looked up at me with awe. I grinned showing off my slightly crooked teeth (fights can do that to you, ya know?) with pride.

"Matty wasn't one of us, you know a JD. He was kind and sweet, maybe even a little too meek. He lived in the shadow of his big brother by four minutes, though they were different, they cared a lot for each other. You know those posers who were up before me? They didn't even like him. I loved him like my own little brother. He deserves better than this shit, his own parents are homophobic racist and ya know what? Mat was a proud bisexual, a proud open-minded friend who kept everyone's secrets and helped out whenever he could. I would kill for this kid, and so would his other friends! So suck it you bullshitters, I'm out!" Arthur exclaimed and at the end pulled his shirt for everyone to see his nipples, grinning like a madman.

The twins grinned and high-fived each other.

"WAY TO GO BRO!" They shouted. Alfred smiled and so did Francis. Ivan and his family were speechless like the rest of the people there.

Antonio, Fatima, and Alejandro cheered loudly.

"WHAT IS THIS? ALL OF YOU OUT!" Alfred's parents screeched.

"Before we call the cops!" Alfred's father yelled. The Kirkland family collectively flipped them off and left, each giving a hug to Alfred and inviting him over for fish and chips.

"Try to keep us out and we'll always find a way in!" Alejandro stuck out his tongue and laughed. They left as well and invited Alfred and Ivan over for tacos and enchiladas.

"I think we should leave now..." Katyusha smiled halfheartedly.

"Do you want to wait until Matvey is buried?" Ivan asked Alfred whom just shook his head.

"No matter what, I will always find my brother." He said and linked arms with his Russian...friend?

"I'll see you guys later, I need to take Fredka home along with Francis." Ivan stated, Katyusha nodded and left with their family.

"Thanks for everything, Ivan Braginsky." Alfred sighed and hugged Ivan tighter.

"I think someone is going to get some action~!" Francis chimed in. They both blushed, Alfred looked away and Ivan coughed.

"So how did things go in Russia?" Alfred asked awkwardly.

"Umm..."

A/N: Yeah done! I tried to make a little depressing but Mathew wouldn't have wanted them to be sad since he's very endearing and real great brother. I hope you guys like it!