Unseen Ch. 5- Work together, dammit!

~In which Alfred and Arthur decide to work together

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When Matthew returned from the hospital, Alfred decided that he should never, under any circumstances, be alone with Gilbert.

But this didn't deter his odd behavior.

If anything, he seemed to listen to Gilbert even more.

"Ivan, make sure he never leaves your sight."

The Russian nodded.

Alfred smiled up at his lover. "Alright. I'll be back as soon as I can."

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"Fucking Arthur and his fucking talking to ghosts," Alfred hissed bitterly as he swung open the door.

"I'm home!" He called.

Silence.

"Ivan? Matt?"

Silence.

No…wait…

Alfred concentrated on the soft giggles from within. He quietly traced the voice to the back bedroom. He flung open the door…

And nearly screamed.

Blood was on nearly every surface. Like before, the room was a mess. Carved into one of the walls was 'The tea party resumes.'

And, in the middle of it all, Matthew stood over Ivan's limp and bleeding form.

"Oh, Alfred! So nice to see you."

The man took a step back as his brother approached. "Matt…"

"This Alice was worse than the first, eating the silverware and bending the cake. She had to be eliminated for the sake of the tea party." He smiled hugely, darkly, evilly. "Don't you agree?"

"No, I don't!" The anger in Alfred's voice made Matthew's smile fade a little. "That's murder! And, what's more, I love this person, Matt! Do you know what that is? Love?" Alfred smirked. "Or perhaps you know, Gilbert?"

The albino ghost drifted from behind his blonde. "No fun, Alfred. Pointing me out in front of everyone." He glared down at Alfred with his bright red eyes. "Aren't you going to try to eliminate me? Go ahead and try. I dare you."

"DON'T DO IT!" A voice screamed.

From nowhere, a brunette girl in a blue dress stepped between them, determination in her sea-blue eyes as she stared at Alfred.

"Sey? Wha-"

"Shut up, Gilbert," She snapped, "And you have to come with me, Alfred. Now."

"But Matt…"

She whispered in his ear, "He'll be fine. Gil won't try anything more tonight. Trust me, mon ami."

Alfred glanced at her and saw, for half a second, her eyes looked less sea-blue and more sky-blue. "Wha-?"

"Come on." She suddenly grabbed his arm and dragged him out of his house and next door to Arthur's.

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"Matthew did WHAT?"

Tears were rolling down Alfred's face as he said, "He killed Ivan, Arthur. I don't know how much more clear I can be."

Arthur's green eyes studied the girl and her companion, a green-eyed brunette. "Who are you?"

"I'm Sey," the girl said softly.

"And I'm Lovino." His green eyes were turned away nervously.

Arthur growled. "Not your bodies, dumbasses. Who are YOU?"

The brunettes exchanged glances, but didn't say a word.

"Look. I don't care if you want to ignore me. But a man died today and I want to know something that might help me understand why."

Alfred nodded sadly.

Sey sighed and looked up at them with sky-blue eyes. "I'm Francis Bonnefoy, best friend of Gilbert Beilschmidt. Currently in possession of the body of-"

"Yeah, yeah," Arthur groaned, "And you?"

"Antonio Hernadez Carriedo," The boy said, his eyes now a more pure green.

"Why are you possessing these bodies?" Arthur murmured.

"And more importantly…" Alfred's hand closed around the girl's neck. "Why did you stop me? I could have saved him!"

"Not alone…you couldn't. Gil's…bond with him…is too strong…" A strand of saliva slid down the girl's chin. "He'll be…much stronger…than you…alone…"

"LIAR!" His grip tightened. "He's just a ghost! What could he possibly do?"

"Kill your brother."

The boy touched Alfred's arm and met the blonde's gaze.

"What do you mean?"

"He means, stupid git, that Gilbert has the ability to kill Matthew. Just as he had the ability to make him kill Ivan." Arthur growled a little. "And take over Matthew's hollow shell like these two have."

Alfred's hand collapsed to his side. "What?"

The girl gasped for air as her companion explained: "These bodies that we're in, they aren't ours, nor are we taking the host over. These two…they're dead. Our souls are the only things keeping the bodies animated. To put it simply, we ARE these two."

"And Gilbert wants to be like us." The girl said hoarsely.

Alfred was mortified. "So he wants Matt to die…"

"So that he can take over his dead body," Arthur finished. "Bloody hell." He glanced at the brunettes. "You did the same thing to these poor kids, didn't you? Made them kill themselves?"

"No, they died of their own accord. Sey died of heart failure."

"And Lovi died in a car accident."

"The point is, we have to save Matt." Alfred's eyes were determined now. "But we'll need to work together to do it."

Arthur nodded. "How do we-"

As he turned to ask his question of the brunettes, he discovered they'd vanished.

"…Bloody hell."

~Ch. 5- End~

A/N: SHE BE DONE! Fucking finally… -_-'

Sey is Seychelles…couldn't come up with a better name for her…and I don't have internet on my new computer…so yeah…

More explanations and revelations to come kiddies!

~A/N-End