The next day didn't come fast enough for Matthew or Gilbert for different reasons. Though Gilbert felt anxious and Matthew was all giddy; ready for the day. Once the petite Canadian arrived at school he met up with the lean Prussian at the front door so they could walk in together like they have done everyday sense they first met.
They walked down the halls ignoring the glares directed at Gilbert and confused glance at Matthew. The little blonde would bet more than anything that the people looking at him with confused expressions thought he was his twin brother Alfred and they didn't understand how he could stand hanging out with the bad boy of the school. Matthew already knew he was going to get an ear full from his typical American brother about how him hanging out with the bad boy is ruining his rep. well, get over it bro Gilbert is my friend.
"So Gil, where's your brother at?" the Canadian asked his friend shyly.
Matthew was on his knees getting his stuff out of his locker, since he had the bottom locker and Gilbert had the one above him. This must of looked awkward to the people around them since Gilbert was leaning over the Canadian to reach for his books and the little blonde himself was leaning back so he could see his locker to put his combination in. Curse you bad eye sight.
Of course Francis had to jump over there at that exact moment and make his pervy comments. His body leaning against the locker beside Gilbert, his hand resting against it to try and look cool, hip popped out and the other hand on his hip.
"So Mathieu w'en you're finished wiz Gilbert." He let the sentence trail off while he gave the blonde a suggestive wink.
Matthew stood up quickly smacking Francis on the arm playfully.
"Once he gets a taste of the awesome me, he vould never vant to go to you." Gilbert smirked as he played along with Francis causing Matthew to blush.
Antonio walked over to his friends dragging a complaining Lovino behind him. The mean Italian boy just sent a threat to anyone that looked at him and at the Spanish boy who had ahold of his arm. Matthew gave them a small hello which each of them returned and went straight into a conversation.
At that moment Ludwig walked by to go to homeroom, he looked at Matthew who waved shyly at the tall boy. Smiling Matthew wanted to go over and talk to him now, to get it over with but Gilberts arm was in the way and the Bad Touch Trio had him in circled around the locker even though he wasn't in their conversation. He turned to his friends, seeing his chance was lost and he would just have to try in third period when he had health with Ludwig.
"So my little Canadian 'ow would you like to join our intercourse?" Francis brought Matthews chin toward him.
"No, why would I do that, eh!" Matthew's blush made his whole face red.
"Wow. You really were zoned out huh, mi amigo?" Antonio smiled, giggling.
"Oh, s-sorry." Matthew had no idea what was going on, he was so confused.
"Birdie, Fancy Pants here was just telling us about how in the old day intercourse meant you were having a conversation. How awesome is that?" Gilbert grinned, putting his arm around Matthew in a hug of awesome-ness.
The bell rang and with a sigh the five boys went their separate ways, well Gilbert walked with Matthew to his homeroom class since there class rooms were beside each other. As they were walking Gilbert kept his arm around the smaller boys' shoulders, earning shocked looks from other people in the halls. One girl, probably one of Alfred's fan girls, started walking toward the two. Noticing this Gilbert took action without being noticed, because he was just that awesome.
"So Matthew, what do you think we'll do in Agg today?" Gilbert spoke loud enough for the girl to hear him, enunciating the blonde's name.
The silver haired teen turned to his blue eyed companion to make it seem as if he didn't notice the girl that stopped walking half way to them, the pissed off face turning to one of embarrassment. Alfred talked about Matthew all the time to his friends and she was embarrassed that she didn't recognize him. Gilbert watched the 'popular' girl walk back to her friends, thru the corner of his eye. He had most of his attention on the boy under his arm that shifted uncomfortably but not seeming to have noticed the possible threat that Gilbert had avoided.
"Probably sit around like we usually do, please get your arm off of me. People might get the wrong idea." The boy pleaded with his friend.
"Nah, you know you love the awesome me." Gilbert pulled Matthew closer to him and put his face close to his with a wide grin.
Matthew just rolled his eyes and smiled. "Whatever helps you sleep at night buddy." Matthew teased.
"Hey, you can't hate me, I'm the only Prussian alive." Said "Prussian" yelled at his friend playfully.
"Okay, ok. Well bye see you sixth period." The Canadian smiled at his friend with a slight wave and walked into his homeroom class.
Kumajiro was sitting in his usual seat by the window, saving it for him. See the thing is, for some reason everyone wants the back corner seat by the window. Matthew didn't figure this out until Kumajiro had gotten sick one day. A kid sat in Matthews' usual seat sneering about how he didn't have his little bear there to scare everyone away now. It shocked Matthew when he got a glare from just about everyone in the class that day.
Kumajiro doesn't like being in the halls, being squished by the trio or the nasty comments made by people who go by. It was too loud for his taste, and he wouldn't even go to school if it wasn't for the fact that he knew Matthew would be picked on if he wasn't there to protect him. Kumajiro doesn't think that doesn't Matthew notices when people stick their legs out to trip him, so Kumajiro just snarls at them and they think twice about it; or when they try to put things on his pack to get people to laugh or when they make fun of him. Kumajiro growls or shows his teeth and they all run away scared. He knows Matthew is grateful for Kumajiro's presence so that Matthew isn't alone and Kumajiro wouldn't do anything if he was at home anyways, so he was glad Matthew gave him something to do.
Petting the polar bears white mane, Matthew sat down with a smile while resting his chin in the soft white fur. Matthew took good care of his bear, brushing the fur every day before school and before they went to sleep, brushing his teeth, and feeding him. He had even tried to clip his claws but the polar bear protested so much that he couldn't. Kumajiro loved his claws, without them he couldn't scare people as easily!
Proof of his love was also that he taught Kumajiro to talk, sure all his words come out sounding like the bear was trying to growl but Matthew could understand him and so could the people who were around him if they took the time to listen to him. That's why he knows so few words because Matthew only taught him what he need to know and let the bear learn on its own.
Gilbert was stuck on the idea that Kumajiro was experimented on when he was born and that's why he's so smart and speaks. Matthew laughs at the idea but he thinks it's possible as well, especially since whenever the Prussian says this; the bear just smiles as if it's true.
Matthew had even met Kumajiro in the streets, hungry and afraid of everyone and everything. It took blonde boy a week just to get the bear to come near him and another to take it home and he refused to let anyone else touch him. This could also be the reason that Kumajiro watches out for Matthew, because he owes him that much.
Matthew had zoned out after the pledge and when the bell rang he jumped up out of his seat like a startled deer. He picked up his stuff while Kumajiro sat on top of the books so he could be carried. They walked to first period history. This class always made him sad because the teacher never mentioned all the ways Canada had helped in the wars and all the things that country did.
Then second period English. This class is amusing to him because Francis is in there and sits beside him and he talks to Matthew, it's loud enough that Mr. Kirkland can hear. This always causes a ruckus that he sometimes wishes he wasn't apart of but it makes him happy that Francis includes him in his shenanigans.
"Matthew did I tell you about what our little Arthur did last night when we met up?" Francis asked flirtatiously winking, showing Matthew that he need to play along today.
"No what did he do?" Matthew smiled, curious as to what trick was up the Frenchman's sleeve.
"Well, we went to a fancy restaurant to start our date 'nd I ordered all ze food and you want to know what I told him?" He smiled happily when he looked over to see the teacher blushing.
"What did you say?" the Canadian was intrigued with this.
"Ma chère, les étoiles ne brillent pas aussi brillant que vous. Je n'aimerai jamais une autre et sera toujours mon coeur appartient à vos mains douces." The blonde boy recited, making Matthew glad he had learned French.
At this the Mr. Kirkland gave Francis the reaction he wanted. He jumped up from his seat and walked over the boy who had a smug smirk on his face, as the teachers hands slammed on his desk.
"You are supposed to be reading the book I assigned you, and this is English class so stop speaking French. You need to learn to use words people around you can understand!" the teacher yelled, a bright red blush on his cheeks showing he knew exactly what the teen in front of him had said.
"Ok zen if zat is what you wish. Matthew I told him 'My dear, ze stars don't shine as bright as you. I will never love another 'nd forever will my heart belong to your sweet hands.'" At these words a couple of girls giggled and said aw why the guys laughed.
"Wow, you walked into that one didn't you teach." One of the boys in the back laughed
This just caused the teacher to get even redder in the face and it was a great success for Francis. He was smiling charmingly at the teacher while everyone laughed. So that's how that class went, Arthur and Francis arguing and everyone watching and listening with the joy of knowing Francis has gotten them out of yet another day of work.
When the bell rang Matthew happily got up and ran to his next class and sat next to the German boy. Kumajiro sat on the desk and deciding that he wasn't comfortable he walked over to the large male teen with blues eyes and sat on his lap comfortably falling asleep.
"Vhat ze hell!" the German yelled at the bear in his lap, Matthew couldn't help but laughed at the site.
"Tired." The bear answered him, falling back asleep.
"Sorry Ludwig I guess he likes you." The Canadian laughed joyfully with his soothing soft voice.
"Okay, I guess he can stay." Ludwig sighed blushing slightly and scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.
"Hey can I ask you something?" Matthew asked his best friends brother.
"Yea sure." He answered looking into Matthews eyes.
At that moment the Italian boy came skipping into class; Feliciano smiled at Ludwig. He turned to the teacher of the class and talked rapid fire explaining why he need Ludwig to come and help him.
"Ve~ we need people to help with the painting for the drama club and they all think it would be a good idea to get Ludwig to help. Please mister teacher let him come and help us, I will bring you pasta!" the boy went on and on about how he could make the best pasta in the world.
Eventually the teacher got fed up with trying to listen to the boy talk especially since his Italian accent makes it hard to understand him at times. He put his hand in front of the boy's face to get him to shut up and motioned for Ludwig to come to his desk.
"Ludwig. Go with Feliciano and help paint the scenery for the drama club." The teacher told him with a sigh.
Ludwig nodded and put Kumajiro back on Matthew's desk. This disturbed the bear and he yawned showing off his large white teeth. This in return freaked out the students around Matthew and they all scooted away from him but tried to act like they didn't care.
Matthew was tired of the Italian boy getting in his way. He just wanted to get the conversation over with and see what the answer is and how all of this is going to turn out. He was so anxious it was killing him. He would try again next period even though it's Math he would get Ludwig to talk to him. It would work, they're doing stuff that Matthew already knows so it won't be hard for him to do his work quickly and he knows Ludwig will finish fast and then they can talk since Ludwig sits in front of him. One way or another Matthew was going to talk to Ludwig today and figure all these confusing things out.
After what felt like forever the bell finally rang and Matthew grabbed his bear and all his stuff. He ran to his next class and sat down in his seat and the German he wanted to talk to was already there. Matthew smiled, waving at the teen in front of him.
"Hey, Ludwig." The little blonde greeted the boy while his polar bear made himself comfortable on the desk.
"Ludwig!" Feliciano skipped into the room, sitting right beside the German. Matthew had completely forgotten the Italian was also in this class.
"Halo, Feliciano." Ludwig waved slightly at his Italian friend.
"Ve~ is that a polar bear! How cute!" the Italian boy yelled happily.
Feliciano reached his hand out to pet the bear but paused when he sat up. Kumajiro picked his head up and looked at the boy that had the courage to touch him. The bear sniffed the hand that had paused in front of his mussel, not smelling anything wrong with the boy he licked at the hand. It was an adorable sight and apparently Ludwig though so to because when the Italian boy screamed in glee at the animal, he blushed. Feliciano was so happy that he cuddled into the bear's soft white fur, smiling the whole time.
"He's so cute!" the Italian screamed.
The ruckus had gotten the attention of everyone in the class and they looked on with horrified stares as the Italian stroked the polar bear that had growled at them if they so much as looked at it. Unfortunately this also got the teachers attention so she shushed the whole class and began the lesson so Matthew couldn't talk to Ludwig. It's not that he cared that the Italian was around he just wanted to talk to Ludwig alone, and not get in an embarrassing situation.
The next period was slow and agonizing as the little Canadian boy sat thru biology. Honestly it wouldn't have been that bad if it wasn't for the fact that all the people were idiots and purposely got on the teachers bad side by asking stupid questions.
The next class was Agg and Matthew had this class with Gilbert. His friend being there made the class bearable, since all they did was sit around and talk the whole time. Gilbert currently was sitting on Matthew's desk while they chit chatted about random stuff that had happened thru out the day. It was usually amusing since one or all of the members of the trio were usually in all of each other's class. Don't ask how this happened because they will deny everything. None of them are smart enough to hack into the school system and make it where they had most of their class together, (If it was all them people would get suspicions). They always say it's just good luck.
"Wow, I can't believe Antonio did that in the middle of class." Matthew laughed
"Yea and after the whole thing was over he pulled a tomato out of his pocket just to calm the poor boy down. He stopped yelling but, man did Lovino have a good choice of words to call our Spanish friend after he said thanks." Gilbert was about to fall off the desk he was laughing so hard.
"I wish I could have been there, it sounds like fun." Matthew laughed with his friend.
"Don't you worry birdie, next year you will be in all of my class. If you want you can even join The Bad Touch Trio." Gilbert's grin was so big it almost fell of his face.
"I'm good, I can still hang with you guys and not be apart of your trio, and I can't be in all of your class because we're in different grades." The blonde laughed nervously.
"You can be our groupie then!" the silver haired teen yelled happily at his friend, jumping on to his feet, ignoring the last comment that was made.
This woke Kumajiro up; he had his head on the Prussians lap but when he jumped up it made him hit his jaw on the desk. Kumajiro growled at the boy angrily, he didn't like how everyone was waking him up today.
"Apologize." The bear roared bearing his teeth at the teen.
"Sorry Kumajiro." Gilbert laughed rubbing the bears head softly.
"It's ok Kumikero." Matthew soothed his bear, who soon fell asleep again.
"So birdie how'd it go with Ludwig?" Gilbert smiled at his friend wondering if his plan worked.
"I didn't get to talk to him." Matthew sighed, his hair falling to the side as he put his head on Kumajiro's.
"Why not?" Gilbert had no idea why Matthew was taking so long to ask his brother out.
"Feliciano keeps jumping up everywhere and getting in the way." The blonde looked up at his friend sadly.
"Vell then do it even if he's there. Just do it today and get it over with." Gilbert waved his hand as if it were that simple.
"Your right, after school I'm asking him no matter who is around." Matthew smiled at his best friend as if he had just given him the best advice in the world.
"Good luck, Birdie." The Prussian smiled at his friend happily.
"Luck." Kumajiro woke for that one word and fell back asleep.
Poor Matthew had no idea what was going to happen. Gilbert really hoped this would work or else everything would be ruined.
The bell rang and Matthew walked out with Gilbert to their lockers. They put up their stuff and waited for Ludwig to come by. Finally Matthew spotted the German and walked up to him; determined to ask him his questioned.
Well, that's that. I hope you guys enjoyed and I will try to get the next chapter out, I bet you people can't wait to know how this works. Will Ludwig want to go out with Matthew or will he already have a lover. And what will happen to Gilbert after all of this, what did he have the Russian dude do to his little brother. Oh Ivan what did you do? Haha well next time my dear little readers. I own nothing.