Matthew stared at Gilbert. His legs didn't break from a football accident? Then why did he lie to him. The blonde felt hurt. "Why are you telling me this?"
Gilbert sighed. "Come on," he said as he began to walk away from the school.
Before they got far, someone was heard, running up to them. "Mattie, wait, where are you going?"
It was Alfred. "I'm going to hang out with Gilbert for a little while."
Alfred took his eyes off of his brother and looked at the albino. His jaw clenched and he turned back to his brother. "Fine, I'll let Dad and Pops know."
After Alfred turned and left, Gilbert turned to Matthew. "Dad and Pops?"
The blonde blushed. "Uh, yeah. We were adopted by..." He couldn't bring himself to say it.
"Gay parents?" the German finished for him.
Jerking his head to face the white haired teen, Matthew nodded.
Gilbert smiled at his embarrassment. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. I don't care."
Matthew smiled, but quickly wiped it off his face when he remembered that he was mad. "You still have some explaining to do."
Coming back to reality, Gilbert nodded and continued walking. The soon came to park and both boys sat down on the swings. The crutches were set aside and, summoning up all his courage, Gilbert began.
"Okay, Birdie, when I was thirteen, I-I was kidnapped by this mad man. He kept me tied up in this room and... would come in and talk to me everynow and then. Sometimes I would talk back, being the smart ass I was, but he'd s-slap me whenever I did, so I learned to shut up whenever he came in. I tried to escape once. He caught me, though, and broke both of my legs. He didn't set my bones properly, so they grew at weird angles." Gil lifted his pant legs to reveal an angled bow shape in both shins.
Matthew gasped when he saw it. When the talking didn't resume, the blonde looked up at the German's face and found him crying. "Gil, don't cry... please... I'm sorry," Matthew stumbled over his words, unsure of what to say.
The albino wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. "It's okay, Birdie. I still have nightmares about it, but it's nothing I can't handle."
Matthew didn't realize what he was doing until he was already doing it. He got up from his seat and hugged Gilbert. "If it's nothing you can't handle, then why did you freak out during class?"
The white haired teen began to tremble and he wrapped his own arms around the blonde. Sobs took over again. "It was a long time ago... Why can't I forget it?"
"Shhh, It's okay. Sometimes people don't get over things like that," Matthew said soothingly. "You're brave Gil, and I love you for that..." Matthew froze in place. 'Did I just say I love him?'
Gilbert pulled away and wiped his eyes. "What, Birdie?"
"I-I-I-I..."Matthew stuttered, but was cut off by something warm on his lips.
The German pressed his lips against the blondes, and Matthew gave a squeak of surprise. He wasn't sure how it ended up like this, but he returned the kiss, opening his mouth to give access to Gil. Gilbert's tougue darted into his mouth as soon as the opportunity was given. They sat there for what seemed like an eternity.
Finally they pulled apart, partially because they were embarrassed and partially because they needed to breathe. Panting the looked at each other with flushed faces. Matthew turned away quickly. He was scared. He hadn't noticed how much he had wanted to do that.
"Birdie," Gilbert called. The blonde turned to look at him. "I love you too."
Matthew blushed at those words. Did Gilbert really love him? And besides that, the German kissed him! Right on his lips! His heart quickened it's pace as he struggled to process what had just transpired. Stumbling slightly, he tried to regain his composer and face Gilbert again.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have taken advantage of you like that," Gilbert apologized.
"No, it's ok. I... I liked it," Matthew responded, choosing his words carefully.
Gilbert smiled a little. He wasn't sure how to put his feeling into words right now. He loved the little American with all his heart, but he wasn't sure if the blonde understood that. Heck! He wasn't sure he understood it.
"You want to come over to my place?" Gil asked hopefully.
Matthew smiled. "Sure." Handing the handicapped teen's his walking aids, they both left the park to Gil's house.
Once there, the German boy tried to burst through the door, but only succeeded in tripping over his crutches. Chuckling to himself he called out, "I'm home!"
Stomping was heard from somewhere in the house and Ludwig ran into view.
"Brother! Where have you been?" Ludwig paused when he saw Matthew. "Uh... hi."
"Oh sorry, West. I went to hang out with Matthew at the park for a bit."
Ludwig let out an exasperated sigh and stormed off. Gilbert let out a chuckle and turned back to Matthew.
"So I'll show you to my room." The albino stated as he walked away. He opened a door at the beginning of a long hallway and both of the teens stepped inside. "This is my room."
Looking around, the blonde smiled. The room was quite large, but there was barely anything in it. A desk with a computer sat at one wall and a book shelf stood next to it. The bed sat next to another wall and... A chirp interrupted his observations. Looking around for the source of the noise, he found a small bird sitting inside a cage. It moved around in an agitated manner. Matthew cocked his head to the side in confusion.
"Ah," Gilbert's voice pierced his thoughts. Then he walked over to the pet, "That's Gilbird."
Matthew repeated the name. "Gilbird?" He smiled, and slowly, it evolved into a laugh.
Gilbert stood there, somewhat taken aback by this, but then realized why and he began to laugh too. He never thought of the relation to his own name before, only that it sounded like a good name. They both fell on the bed, unable to hold themselves upright anymore. When their laughing fit subsided, they both stared at each other. Their hearts began to hammer inside both of their chests as Gilbert took the initiative.
He leaned foward slowly and soon capture Matthew's lips on his own. The kiss deepened into something more passionate. Their tougues fought for dominance, but Gilbert won out. Neither of them noticed the footsteps coming closer to the room. Then without warning, the door flew open and they broke the kiss seeing a dumbfounded Roderich staring at them.
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So yeah, I decided to take this chapter a little farther so I added some more and reuploaded it... Anyway, don't forget to review~!