Chapter 5: Just Peachy
Antonio walked in the summer sun down the fairly busy streets towards his destination. He needed to get as far away from that meeting room as possible and more importantly Arthur or Matthew but today wasn't his day.
"H-Hello Antonio" A faint voice called his name as he walked by a café and the Spaniard was so tempted to ignore the call but then he was hit by a wave of guilt and stupidly turned around to answer the person calling his name. His forest green eyes were met by amethyst as he noticed Matthew sat down a warm smile on his face that looked happy that Antonio had actually responded to him.
"H-Hi Matthew" Antonio smiled awkwardly as he stepped closer to the Canadian's table so he wasn't blocking the path of passer-by's and could hear the quiet boy more clearly.
"Why don't you join me? It's a little lonely sitting here by myself." Matthew offered up the chair opposite him but Antonio shook his head and rubbed the back of his head.
"Sorry Matthew but I actually have to be somewhere; I have to urm… meet Francis." Antonio forced a smile at the big eyed Canadian before walking off at a faster pace down the street. When he was sure he was out of Matthew's eye sight he turned and crossed the road before disappearing down an alleyway and into an apartment building from a back entrance where no one could see him.
Matthew scowled as Antonio walked away at a rather fast speed for the usually relaxed Antonio. He sighed before downing his maple tea and placing the cup on the table just as he noticed a long blonde haired man walk past going in the opposite direction to Antonio. Frowning Matthew got up from his seat and walked after the Frenchman knowing that he'd already paid for his drink beforehand. When he finally caught up to Francis' he was stood outside a clothes shop admiring something in the window.
"F-Francis?" Matthew questioned as he got closer and the Frenchman turned with a bright smile aimed at the Canadian.
"Mattieu! Bonjour! Ça va?" Francis beamed at his Canadian friend knowing that Matthew also spoke fluent French due to the Frenchman himself teaching Matthew when he was younger. Matthew rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders.
"Pas mal… aren't you meeting up with Antonio?" Matthew switched back to English as he asked the Frenchman the question. Antonio was supposed to be meeting him wasn't he? But he went the opposite direction to Francis. Blue eyes looked confused at the Canadian before shaking his head.
"Non."
"But- never mind have a nice day!" Matthew smiled as he patted Francis' shoulder and ran off up the street away from where Antonio had been heading. He pulled his phone out his pocket before dialling a number and holding the device to his ear as he manoeuvred his way through the people on the sidewalk.
" 'Ello?"
"Arthur have I got something to tell you or what. Things just got a little more interesting around here."
Antonio climbed his way to the 5th floor completely out of breath and tired as he reached the top of the stairs. He hugged the top of the hand rail for dear life as he got his breath back when he felt someone pat his back, scaring the energy back into him.
"Really do need to get the elevator fixed don't they?" A strange man laughed as Antonio nodded and forced a fake laugh while watching the other walk the opposite direction he was heading. After 2 whole minutes of deep breathing Antonio felt he had enough oxygen in his lungs to carry on so he did and walked down the long, empty corridor until he reached the correct door. He reached his fist up and knocked on the door. No noise was heard from the inside until Antonio sighed and banged on the door again.
"It's me amigo! Open the door." Antonio muttered at the door before it opened and he was met with the red eyes of Gilbert who was half see through taking Antonio off guard. Sensing the Spaniards discomfort Gilbert floated into the room and Antonio followed silently only to see Alfred hunched on the floor.
"You have the worst timings don't you?" Gilbert asked as he stopped Antonio only a few steps from the door. Antonio's eyes widened as Alfred looked up from his hunched position, his eyes were blood red like Gilbert's except they weren't as kind; they were hungry. The Spaniard then noticed the blood trickling down his chin and grabbed his stomach and turned away as he paled.
"I-I'm going to be sick." He gagged as Gilbert guided Antonio to the bathroom where he was successful in throwing the entire contents of his stomach into the toilet. Gilbert made a repulsed face from outside the bathroom as Alfred licked his lips and wiped his chin before his eyes returned to a topaz blue.
"Now look what you've done." Gilbert crossed his arms across his chest as he stared at the satisfied vampire. Alfred looked concerned as Antonio made a few gargles that came through the door Gilbert was stood in front of.
"Is he okay?" Alfred asked before Gilbert hit his fist on the door.
"You okay Tono?"
"… Just peachy" A faint voice only just made it to the ears of the vampire and ghost in the room. Gilbert smiled before giving Alfred the thumbs up.
"He's fine"
"Doesn't sound it" The American muttered when the door unlocked to the sound of a heavy flushing noise. Out stepped a paler than normal Antonio clutching his stomach as he leant against the doorframe of the bathroom behind Gilbert. "Sorry dude"
"…yeah…" Antonio sighed as his weak eyes looked up into the bright blue of the vampire.
"Stop being such a pussy Toni and get over it" Gilbert chuckled as he floated over to the couch, the Spaniards eyes locked onto him.
"Says the guy who floats… remember I'm not dead unlike you two"
"I'm not dead" Alfred frowned before Gilbert laughed.
"You're heart doesn't beat and you drink blood, Al, you're as alive as I am" Alfred rolled his eyes before leaping into the chair beside the couch. Antonio wiped his hand over his face before taking in a large gasp of air. What had he gotten himself into this time?
A/N: This is actually the longest chapter so far I think so I hope you all like it! Reviews are awesome so please read and review!
See you all in the next chapter.