Shinigami-cat: Well it's almost over... I OWN NOTHING!

Project: umbrella's and parties PART 1

It all started two weeks before the party when Matthew threw his TV out the window. His screams echoed throughout the house. "SON OF A BITCH! MOTHER FUCKER! YOU BLOODY HOSER!"

Roderich cautiously poked his head into Matthew's room. The whole place was trashed. "Um... What's wrong?"

Matthew glared at him. "Turn to channel 74." Roderich sighed and walked out to the lounge room and turned the TV on.

"It's astounding! Russia has knocked Canada out of the hockey finals! The winning shot was made by Ivan Braginski. The youngest hockey player the Russian team has ever had!"

Turns out channel 74 was a sports channel and Russia had beaten Canada at hockey. Knocking Canada out of the finals. Matthew was not amused.

"So Matthew threw his TV out the window because Russia won a hockey game?" Asked Francis.

"Looks like it." Said Roderich.

"Ve, does this mean he's going to watch his scary movies in the lounge room?" Asked Feliciano. "I don't want to have nightmares!"

Suddenly Matthew walked into the lounge room carrying a bag of hockey equipment. He looked like he was going to murder someone. "I'm going down town for a bit... I won't be cooking dinner tonight." With that he turned and walked out the door.

Gilbert walked into the room. "Hey does anyone know where the hell that Steven King book is? I borrowed it from Ludwig ages ago and I have no idea where the hell it is."

"Have you tried Matthew's room?" Asked Francis.

"No way!" Said Gilbert. "The freak's probably watching some scary horror movie!"

"He can't." Said Roderich. "Matthew threw his TV out the window. He's gone out to blow off some steam."

Gilbert raised an eyebrow. "I would ask... But this is Matthew we're talking about... Fine I'll go check his room..."

XoXoXo in Matthew's room oXoXoX

Gilbert was more than a little hocked that Matthew hadn't cleaned up his room after he destroyed it. Books and things were everywhere. He sighed and began to look for the book. "Now... If I were a horror book where the hell would I be?"

As he rummaged around he found a whole bunch of other books, from The Exorcist to a psychological analysis of Charles Manson. He was about to give up when he spied something out of the corner of his eye. He walked over and picked it up. It was a book... but it had polar bear stickers all over it. Gilbert flicked it open. He was pleased to see it was a diary.

"Sweet... Now I can see what's on Matthew's mind." Said Gilbert. He flipped open up to an old page and began to read.

'Dear diary... Today I told him how I felt and... It didn't do down to well... But on the way home something weird happened... Well first of all it was raining really badly and I had forgotten my umbrella so I got drenched... Anyway I was walking down the street when I heard a bunch of girls screaming and running around so I ducked into the alleyway. I actually tripped over and fell face first into a puddle... I got mud all over my clothes and my face.

Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse a guy tripped over me... He cursed a lot and I thought he was going to hit me or something... But when he saw me he smiled at me and gave me his umbrella before he ran off again... For some reason he was wearing sunglasses... that was weird... I hope I see him again. I want to give him back his umbrella... But he probably just took pity on me... Ugly people don't deserve pity...

After my encounter with the boy with the umbrella I found Kumajiro. He's my new best friend... He was just sitting in a cardboard box... How could someone not want him? He was just so cute... and he's just like me... All alone and unwanted... ugly...'

Gilbert frowned. "Boy with the umbrella? Why the hell does that sound so familiar? Umbrella..." He shrugged, put Matthew's diary down and continued to search for his book. He had looked everywhere except under the bed. Gilbert got down on his knees and stuck his arm under the bed and began to search.

He wrapped his fingers around something soft and round. He pulled it out and frowned. It was a black umbrella. One of those ones you hand to pull to fully extend it. There was a small plastic A attached to the string around the handle. Gilbert glared at it. "I know I've seen this thing somewhere before... but where the hell? A... A for Awesome like me..." Suddenly Gilbert's eyes went wide and his jaw dropped. "Holy shit! You have got to be kidding me..."

XoXoXo flash back oXoXoX

The rain was pouring down with no signs of letting up and Gilbert was running for his life down the busy streets while trying to keep a grip on his umbrella. He was wearing his black hoodie, skinny jeans and aviator sunglasses. He just wanted to get away from the group of girls that had spotted him. 'Fuck, fuckety, fuck, fuck, fuck.' He growled. 'Why the hell can't they just leave me alone? I fucking hate this!'

He quickly turned into an ally and grinned. He thought he was in the clear but he ended up tripping over someone and ended up crashing down. "So not awesome..." He muttered. He slowly stood up and turned to snap at the unawesome person who had tripped him over when he paused.

He had tripped over boy with long shoulder length blond hair, his glasses were askew almost falling off his face, his clothes were covered in water and mud, his eyes were an amazing lavender colour and in Gilbert's opinion he just looked so cute. But he looked like he had been crying. This was not right. A cute little Birdie like him shouldn't be crying. He was too awesome to cry.

Gilbert smiled and handed the stranger his umbrella. "Hey Birdie." He said affectionately. "You shouldn't be out in the rain without an umbrella. If you get wet you'll get sick. Totally not awesome." The boy took the umbrella and gave Gilbert a confused look. He mustn't have been able to hear him over the rain. But Gilbert didn't mind. He just smiled and waved goodbye as he ran off down the street.

As he walked down the street he wondered if he would ever see the boy he had dubbed Birdie again. He wanted to know why he was so upset. Heck he would have stayed to find out if it wasn't for the fact that he was meant to be home an hour ago but the screaming fangirls had prevented that. "Birdie... He's so cute. Hope I see him again... Damn should have asked him for his number or his name for that matter..."

Suddenly a car pulled up next to him. Gilbert frowned. It was his Opa's car. Reluctantly he opened the door and climbed into the back seat. He was surprised to find his travel bag and a cardboard box with his name on it in the seat next to him. "What's going on Opa?"

Gilbert's grandpa sighed and began to drive. "Gilbert... I'm sending you away..." Gilbert's jaw dropped. Where was he being sent? Russia? Germany? Australia? "I have a friend that said she would take you in. We're going to meet her at the police station now."

"NO!" Cried Gilbert. "What did I do? Is it my screaming stalkers? I can get rid of them you know!"

"NO YOU CAN'T!" He yelled. Gilbert gulped. His grandfather never raised his voice... ever. He sighed and shook his head. "This time your violent behaviour has gone too far. This goes way beyond self-defence here you know?"

Gilbert took off his sunglasses, bit his lip and looked down at his feet. "I... I couldn't help it... They were going to rip me apart... If I didn't hit them I would probably be in a hospital... What did Ludwig say about this?"

His grandfather sighed and pulled into the police station. "He thought it might be for the best too. I'm sorry Gilbert... I know it's not your fault... But I'm just so tired..."

Gilbert dug his fingers into the leather seat and began to fume. 'So this is it? He's going to send me far away with some friend of his because he can't handle me anymore?' He could feel himself tearing up a little. 'It's not my fault I was born with this face... I hate being hounded like some animal... I would rather have been born ugly and not put up with all this shit. I'm tired of people judging me. I'm tired of all this... No one gives a shit about how I really feel...' He unknowingly crushed his sunglasses in his hand.

As soon as the car stopped moving Gilbert climbed out and followed his grandfather inside. Inside was a beautiful woman with shoulder length brown hair and green eyes. She was smiling and waving at them and ruched over to them. "Why hello! This must be Gilbert yes? He's so cute! I'm Shinigami-cat by the way."

Gilbert rolled his eyes and tuned out what the woman and his Opa were talking about. He didn't care about it at all. He hated it all. Worst of all he probably would never even see his little Birdie again. He shook his head and pushed the thought out of his head. He would never see that kid again so he just forgot about him.

XoXoXo end flash back oXoXoX

Gilbert couldn't believe it. His Birdie was well... his Birdie from all those years ago. He had to be. He had his umbrella from ages ago. He wouldn't have remembered about it at all if it didn't have the plastic A on it. 'Maybe I should talk to Matthew about it? But what the hell would I say? Hey Matthew you remember that guy that tripped over you after that guy you just confessed to called you ugly? Well that was me I want my umbrella back.'

"What the hell are you doing in my room?" Snapped Matthew. "And what the hell are you doing with my umbrella?" Gilbert turned to see a rather angry looking Canadian standing in the doorway. How long had Gilbert been reminiscing? "Get the hell out."

Gilbert rolled his eyes and walked over to Matthew. He handed Matthew the umbrella and frowned. "Why does it have an A? I thought your name started with an M."

Matthew rolled his eyes and walked past Gilbert. "If you want to know some jerk took pity on me and gave it to me years ago. It's not funny to take pity on someone because they are ugly..."

Gilbert crossed his arms and frowned. "What the hell are you talking about? Why the hell can't someone take pity on someone who's soaking wet in the rain?"

"Because..." Said Matthew. "Because only creatures of the light get pity for no reason what so ever... Creatures of the darkness like me never get pity for no reason. When someone takes pity on us they are just mocking us."

Gilbert gritted his teeth. "Maybe the guy that gave that to you was being nice."

"Hardly." Said Matthew. "After he gave it to me he said something... I just know he was mocking me..."

Gilbert sighed and walked out the door. "You will never get it Matthew." He muttered to himself. "You weren't ugly back then... and you sure as hell aren't ugly now." He decided that he wouldn't talk to Matthew about it and decided to just concentrate on the party.

XoXoXo the night of the party oXoXoX

Once again the ball room was full of people; celebrities, royalty, pop idols and so on. Shinigami-cat was happily walking around the room with a huge smile on her face. The party was going really well. Suddenly a tall man walked over to her and kissed her hand. "Shinigami-cat. You're looking as beautiful as always."

Shinigami-cat blushed. "Romulus... You look as stunning as always. Where's your other grandson? Have you seen Feliciano yet?"

Romulus shook his head. "I have seen Feliciano yet... But I'll go get Lovino for you." He quickly walked off and came back with two brunets. One that looked a heck of a lot like Feliciano and one that was taller and had green eyes like hers. "This is my grandson Lovino and his boyfriend Antonio."

"Nice to meet you." Muttered Lovino.

Antonio beamed and shook Shinigami-cat's hand. "I'm really glad you invited me!" He said. "I'm Antonio. Your necklace is really pretty."

Shinigami-cat chuckled and tapped her necklace. "It's green diamond." She turned to Lovino and pinched his cheek.

"Chigy!" Cried Lovino. "What was that for?"

"Aw... So cute! Just like his brother!"

Lovino's face went red. "I'm not cute... What the hell? Why is the potato bastard here?"

Shinigami-cat turned and grinned. Ludwig and his grandfather were walking towards them. Ludwig smiled slightly at Shinigami-cat. "It's nice to finally meet you Shinigami-cat... I hope Gilbert hasn't been too much trouble?"

Shinigami-cat sighed dramatically. "He's been nothing but a burden. I thought he was dating my nephew but alas it was just a clever plot to trick me... I had to go through several hours of alcohol therapy just to get over the shock..."

"Potato bastard number two is here too?" Asked Lovino with shock. "FML!"

"Hey Auntie!" While Alfred. "Where's Matthew?"

Shinigami-cat shrugged. "I think they are going to make a grand entrance or something like that... Have you seen Elizaveta? She needs to give me some... DVD's..."

"You called?" Asked Elizaveta. She just popped out of nowhere carrying a DVD. Shinigami-cat grinned and stuffed the DVD into her handbag. "Where's Roderich?"

Shinigami-cat frowned. "He and the others should be here any second... Found them."

Standing at the top of the steps were five equally handsome boys. The crowd began to whisper and talk as the group descended the steps and went off to join their friends and relatives.

"Wow... They're so hot!"

"Stunning!"

"I only thought that there were four boys living here..."

Roderich walked over to Elizaveta and bowed. "Would you care to dance with me my lady?" Elizaveta blushed madly and took his hand. The couple walked over to the dance floor and began to waltz.

"Ve that looks like fun." Said Feliciano. "Can we dance Ludwig?"

Ludwig blushed and looked away. "Um... Well... I don't think that..."

"Just do it." Said Romulus and Shinigami-cat.

"NO WAY IN HELL!" Yelled Lovino. "There's no way my fratello is going to dance with that potato bastard! And another thing-"

Shinigami-cat grabbed a cucumber sandwich from a tray and shoved it into the Italians mouth. "Go and dance. The night is young and free and if you don't go and dance I will kick your ass. Be a man and go waltz with him Ludwig."

Gilbert grinned and nudged Ludwig. "Come on West. Man up."

Ludwig sighed and shook his head. "Fine... Would you like to dance Feliciano?" Feliciano beamed and dragged Ludwig out onto the dance floor.

Romulus and Shinigami-cat sighed. "Young love..."

Antonio took Lovino's and smiled seductively. "Do you want to dance with me Lovi?" Before Lovino could say anything Antonio dragged Lovino out onto the dance floor.

Once they were gone Shinigami-cat turned to Matthew and grinned. "You look so handsome Matthew. I'm so proud of you."

Matthew blushed and began to fiddle with his sleeves. "Well... Feliciano and Francis picked it out for me..."

"Speaking of Francis where is he?" Asked Shinigami-cat. She quickly looked around until she spotted the Frenchman talking to a girl. "Found him... Anyway Matthew I have a present for you!" She pulled a set of keys out of her handbag and gave it to Matthew.

Matthew' eyes bulged out of his head. "You're giving me a car? But... I... I don't know what to say..."

Alfred beamed. "Cool! I bet you got a BMW or something!"

"You got a car?" Asked Gilbert. "Not cool... My Opa's too cheap to get me a car."

Shinigami-cat rolled her eyes. "It's not keys to a car. I'm too cheap to get you a car... Instead those are the keys to your new house."

Matthew's jaw dropped. "My what?"

Shinigami-cat nodded. "Yep. It's this wonderful two story house up in Canada. I've only ever used it once and I thought it would be a nice birthday/sorry I did all that crazy shit that made your life a living hell... You can move into it after you finish high school. It's payed for and everything so you don't have to worry about it."

Matthew grinned and hugged Shinigami-cat. "Thank you Auntie... I can't believe you're giving me one of your houses!"

"No fair!" Cried Alfred. "I want a house too!"

Shinigami-cat glared at him. "Did I make your life a living hell for the better part of the year? No? So shut up."

Alfred pouted and walked off to get some food. Gilbert just frowned. "How many houses do you own?"

Shinigami-cat shrugged. "I own a hell of a lot of them. It's one of the perks of being rich." Gilbert face palmed. Damn rich people. Suddenly Shinigami-cat's face lit up. "Just remembered... The Russian hockey team should be here soon."

All the colour drained from Matthew's face. "What?"

Shinigami-cat nodded and beamed. "Yep. I know the couch and thought why not."

Matthew gulped. "I... I have to go... I'm going to get some fresh air..." He quickly turned around and walked outside.

Shinigami-cat pouted. "Seriously? I thought he would have been happy to see Ivan again."

Gilbert raised an eyebrow. "Matthew knows Ivan?"

Shinigami-cat nodded. "Yep. They used to go to the same school... If I remember correctly Matthew had a huge crush on him."

I hate ugly boys

Gilbert's eyes went wide. "What?"

XoXoXo outside oXoXoX

The clouds were beginning to roll in and the thunder echoed through the night. Matthew stood alone out on the lawn and took a deep breath. "I can do this..." He said to himself. "I can do this... I haven't seen him in years... It'll be fine... I'm past it... He probably doesn't even remember me..."

"Matthew?" Called a voice. "Is that you?" Matthew shuddered. He would recognise that voice anywhere. He turned around and gulped. Standing there was Ivan Braginski... The guy who had called him ugly.

Matthew did his best to hide how nervous and terrified he was. "Hi... I-Ivan..."

To be continued maybe...

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