Sleep, those little slices of death. How I loathe them. -Edgar Allen Poe
A blonde boy with blue violet eyes was wandering through the street lost, confused, and scared. 'Mathew' the wind hissed in his ear as he walked around a corner to see what fate had in place for him. There were lots of people around but then didn't even look at him. It was like he didnt exist. Like he was...'Invisible' the wind whispered again mocking him. Getting him to finaly realize that he was all alone. He continued sinking deeper and deeper into his deppression as he walked along. A albino man stepped in front of him grinning evily. "Matty~" the man hissed seductively. He backed up eyes widening in fear. "Y-You can see me?" he asked whisper like voice even quieter than usual. The man nodded and advanced upon him grinning sadisticly before kissing him softly.
Matthew awoke screaming again. Alfred came running in and immediatly went into comfort mode. "Shhhhhh...its ok bro. The hero's here to protect you!" he said, trying to make his sobbing brother laugh. Noticing it was not working, he began to stroke his brother's hair softly. "Wanna talk about it?" Alfred asked softly. Matthew shook his head and gently pushed Alfred off. "Al, talking isnt helping. It made me feel better when we were younger but now, I just feel like I'm dumping all my problems on you. I really appreciate that your concern though." he smiled softly at his brother. "It shows me that someone cares about me." Afred chuckled at that. "Dude, if you haven't noticed, Gilbert totaly likes you." he said, grinning, trying to get his brother to feel better.
Matthew groaned. "Yeah. I noticed." Alfred raised an eyebrow "You dont like him at all?" he asked "Well it's not that I dont like him. I mean, he seems nice enough, but..." he said quickly thinking of a lie. "I don't think I want him to put up with my issues. I'm weird enough as it is. If anyone other than Arthur knew about my dreaming problem then, I think I'd die." he said with a shaky laugh. Alfred chuckled and stood up "Alright then. I'm going to bed." he said, leaving. Matthew couldn't sleep the rest of the night. He was replaying the kiss over and over again in his head. 'Whats going on?' he thought as the sun rose over the horizion.
Matthew avoided Gilbert like the plauge the next day. He tried to push the dream out of his mind over the remainder of the weekend, but it kept going to that point. Everytime he closed, his eyes he saw Gilbert leaning closer and slowly pressing his lips to his own. It was frightening and exciting at the same time. He couldn't figure out why it made his heart race the way it did, or why his cheekes flushed everytime he thought about it.
The blonde Canadian proped his head on his hand and replayed the dream over in his head for the hundredth time that day, blushing. This was the last hour of the day and the only one he had with the albino boy. Matthew watched the clock waiting for the bell to ring to dismiss them. When it did he tore out of the room, wanting to avoid Gilbert. The silverette had been making every attempt to talk to the blonde, but Mathew dodged him every time. All Matthew wanted to do was go home and forget everything.
Gilbert spotted the blonde and walked over to him quickly. "Matthew!" he called latching onto the shocked boys arm. "G-Gilbert...P-please let go..." he stammered trying to suppress the scream that wanted to escape his chest. Gilbert frowned and let go. "Is that all you have to say to me? Matt seriously! What did I do?" the boy in question gave Gilbert a frightened look and ran off. He didn't stop running till he got home where he collapsed on his bed sobbing.
Alfred drove to Arthur's house extremely concerned for his brother. When he got there, his boyfriend pulled him in, bushy eyebrows furrowed in worry. "Al, whats wrong? Is it Matt?" he asked, sitting Alfred on the couch. "It's his nightmares. They're getting worse, but he dosnt want me to help with them anymore. He claims he's being a burden. Artie, I'm scared he'll try to kill himself like he did when the dreams started. And he's been avoiding Gilbert like he's terrified of him." Alfred said desperately. Arthur held the shaking blonde to him and stroked his hair soothingly. "Dont worry, Matt won't try it again. Not after he saw how much the last time almost killed you too." he thought for a moment before continuing. "Love, did he ever tell you what the man in his nightmare looked like? If he bears a resemblance to our albino friend that might be why he's so scared of him." Alfred looked up at his boyfriend before kissing him hard. "Iggy your a genious!" he said hugging the Englishman to his chest. "Alfred, let go before you suffocate me. And stop calling me Iggy!" he complained to his laughing boyfriend before getting another kiss. "Ok Iggy i'll stop" Alfred said before getting wacked.
((Alfred isnt totaly stupid xD He can tell that his brother is scared of Gil. I used the exact same dream description from the first chapter except i added on the ending. I didnt want to screw up the way the dream went. As for Matthew's sucied attempt, I will thuroughly explain what happened in the next chapter. I borrowed the quote from Mr. Poe because i thought it fit the story very well. I origionaly saw it in the begining of A Nightmare on Elm Street 3, Dream warriors. Its my favourite movie. Watch it. It is amazing xD ))