A/N: LAST CHAPTER! I don't think it ended the way I want it to but this the last chapter, that's for sure. Enjoy!

Both Alfred and Matthew were seated at on the bed in their shared room. They were talking quietly about what they were doing. They listened to what their mother, Ana, said. They really liked being with Arthur and Francis, liked seeing the friends that they made and the things that they learned.

Just then Gilbird came flying in, followed by a less than happy Gilbert.

*CHIRP*CHIRP*

"Hi, Gil," Matthew said.

"Hey, Mattie."

"Not you," Matthew said, flatly.

Gilbert glared the bird sitting in the palm of Matthew hand.

Alfred was feeling something strange right now. He didn't like the tension. Matthew was never this cold to anyone before. He was kind and happy.

"Uh, I gotta go," he said, getting up and walked to the door slowly. Neither of them heard him or noticed him leave. "Bye!" He raced out the door and down the steps.

Matthew was not going to back down because if he did then Gilbert would talk to him. So he kept an indifferent face on, while stroking Gilbird's fur. There was something about the way Gilbert stood put little butterflies in his stomach.

"Are you going to give me back my bird?"

"I am not keeping your bird hostage."

Gilbert gave into the staring contest. He turned around and headed for the door, only looking back once to look at the bird.

"Traitor," he grumbled.

Arthur stood in the hallway, staring at his reflection. What's going on? Why do I feel this way? He realized that something was wrong when he felt tingly when running into Alfred. The brothers have been living in this house for two weeks and everything that Arthur and Francis knew changed.

"Where is he!"

Arthur sighed when he heard the voice from the other side of the door. Walking to the door, he looked through the peep hole and saw a young girl standing there. Her dark brown hair was pulled up in a messy ponytail, her eyes gleaming with happiness and a nice brown color. Her cheeks were a healthy color from being out in the sun.

"Hello!" she said, bouncing on the balls of her feet, laughing a nice happy laugh. "Francis!"

Arthur stepped and opened the door. "Hello, Katrina," he said, letting in the girl. She came in heaving her bags of stuff into the house.

"My darling," Francis said, coming in from the kitchen when heard her name.

"Francis!" She ran into his arms and pulled back laughing. "I'm really happy to be back. And my parents really want to meet you, but we'll leave that for another day."

"Right," he said, almost crushing the poor girl in his arms. "I'm really happy to see you as well."

Arthur stood there, not knowing what to do. Just then Alfred came down, only wearing a pair of shorts and no shirt. Arthur felt heat rise into his cheeks, turning to the bags that were thrown around the hallway

"Hey," Alfred said, walking up to him. "Whatcha doing?" he asked, rocking back and forth on his feet.

"Nothing," Arthur answered, feeling the tingly feeling come back and settle in his body. He felt warm and cold at the same time.

"Who's the girl?"

"My girlfriend," Francis said, turning Katrina around to face Alfred.

"My name is Katrina," the girl said, giving a friendly smile.

"Alfred," Alfred said, giving an even friendlier smile to outshine the girl's.

As they all settled down, after Alfred went to get a shirt, Katrina started to talk about the things that were happening with her family and country.

"My family is really nice and you'll be happy there once you visit. The people of Maldives are really friendly and when they see tourist step onto the island the chef would give them a coconut drink. It's really pretty and peaceful. But there is nothing that I miss more than the hustle and bustle of American life," Katrina said, showing off pictured of her family and the islands to Alfred.

"Wow, that's really pretty," Alfred said.

A thumping sound came from the stairs and in came Gilbert, red in the face and without his tiny bird.

"Matthew is really getting annoying." He sat down next to Francis. "I try to get him to like me but still, he's indifferent as ever."

"You like my brother?"

"Yea?"

"That's why he's been acting that way!" Alfred said. "I'll be right back!" He ran out of the room.

"Why does he try so hard?" Matthew asked, staring at the ceiling.

*Chirp*Chirp*

"Yea, but he just doesn't know how to talk to people like me," he said. He turned his head, his wavy blonde hair falling into his eyes. "It's so hard."

"Mattie?"

"Hey, Al," Matthew said, tilting his head to the door.

"We need to talk." The door was closed but not without the bird being thrown out.

*Well, that was rude*

Gilbert was still seated in the living room when his bird landed on his nose.

"Oh. You came back to me?"

*Chirp*Chirp*

"Gilbert?"

"Yes, Francis," he answered back.

"Where did Alfred go?"

"To talk to Matt."

"Okay."

"No," Matthew said. "I will not do it."

"But-"

"No means no, Al." Matthew got up from the bed to pace around on the room. "He doesn't know how to act."

"Yea, but he can learn," Alfred said, trying to persuade his brother on giving Gilbert a chance.

Matthew doesn't like people who act the way Gilbert acts. "People like that never learn."

"Sure they can!"

Alfred really wants to help Matthew find peace with the person he likes. Matthew has never been in love or even liked anyone before.

"Al, just stop." Matthew looked like he wants to cry, feeling tears prick his eyes. "I-i don't wanna."

"Mattie?" Alfred got up and walked to where Matthew stopped, holding his arms out. "Don't cry."

Matthew fell into his brother's arms, letting the tears fall out. His whole body trembled with the force of his tears. He doesn't know why he started to cry but he just felt like crying for something that never could happen. Sometimes people do crazy things for the ones they love. Matthew doesn't love Gilbert, just as Arthur doesn't like Alfred. Matthew couldn't explain why his heart beat wildly in his chest whenever Gilbert was in the room, he doesn't like to feel heat in his cheeks, making him look like a girl. He would never say that he stutters whenever Gilbert's name is mentioned. Matthew can't count how many times he almost tripped when the albino is near him.

"Matthew, I'll stop annoying you, if you stop crying," Alfred said, running his fingers through his brother's hair.

"Okay." Matthew's voice was not above a whisper, little hiccupy sounds coming out.

"Good." Alfred led Matthew to the bed and laid him down. "Now rest. I'll be back."

Alfred left closing the door behind him.

Arthur was seated in the kitchen watching his brother cook something.

"Hey guys!"

Arthur stood up and turned to walk out the door, shaking his head from side to side. He heard someone say, "What's wrong with him?"

"Nothing."

Arthur found himself walking through the woods and down several paths and walkways, the greenery biting his skin. He didn't know where he was going but he wanted to get as far away from his house as possible. His heart wouldn't stop beating, his hands won't stop shaking and he closed his eyes to keep the tears from spilling.

*"Artie! How are you doing?"

"My parents say I can't come here anymore," little Artie said, putting his tiny hands on his cheeks.

"Why?"

"B-because they want to move away from this place," Artie said, landing on his knees in front of the little person.

"Well, if they want to move," Ana began. "You have to-"

"I don't wanna!" Artie banged his hands on the ground and started crying.

"..."

Artie's face looked like a big red blob, wet and warm and puffy. Ana wanted to comfort him but he wasn't here right now. He was still crying and wailing. Ana was confused about what to do.

"Artie?"

Artie looked up to stare at Ana though bleary eyes. "Imma miss you, Ana," Artie said. He got up and almost ran through the bushes, tripping over the green rabbit that always followed him around. His little shirt got caught on the branch in the bushes.

"Artie!" Ana tried to catch up to the human but she was small and she couldn't catch him if she tried.*

Arthur found himself in front of some bushes. Moving them around, he found a little entrance and tiny people walking around the entrance. He stared hard at the people, each looking familiar.

"Artie?"

Arthur looked down and a tiny female, with rainbow colored eyes.

"Ana?"

"Hey, Gil?"

Gilbert looked up and saw Matthew standing in the doorway. "Yes?"

"Can I ask you a question?"

"What?" All Gilbert heard was some mumbling and then a squeak. "Can you speak up?" He got up and stood closer to the blonde.

"Do you, um, want..."

"Matt, what is it?"

"You wanna go on a date!"

"..."

"Bye!"

Gilbert blinked and in the next second Matthew was gone from his sight.

"You really blew it," Alfred said, coming in.

"What about you?"

"I know how to tone it down, besides you have to listen what the people around you say," Alfred said. "In my case, Arthur just doesn't know how to express his feelings and I am letting him cool down."

"But-"

"Not the same trust me. You are not being kind to my bro, he needs space."

*Chirp*Chirp*

"Gilbird agrees with me," Alfred added.

"What are you saying?" Gilbert asked his little bird.

"Many things that I and Matthew know, and he still likes you. Man that is a good catch," Alfred said, grinning up at Gilbert.

Gilbert was about to pull his hair out of his scalp. He was so frustrated about all this.

Arthur and Ana were seated in front of the village trying to catch up on the times that they had lost while Arthur was away.

"I am just so happy to see you again, Artie," Ana was saying.

"People don't call me Artie anymore," Arthur said, smiling.

"Well, I am special, so I get to call you Artie."

"I have out grown that name."

"You haven't outgrown those eyebrows," Ana said. "That's for sure."

"I feel offended."

"Oh, don't be."

Just then a green rabbit came out of the bushes.

"Oh, my god." Ana stood up. "I thought you got lost!"

"Why would I get lost, Ana?"

"Because, you weren't in the place that I left you years ago."

"I am good at hiding." The green rabbit hopped up to Arthur. Getting on its hind legs, the rabbit patted Arthur's knees. "How have you been Artie?'

"No one calls me that!"

"But I wanna call you that," the rabbit said, ears hanging loosely to the sides of its head.

"Fine," Arthur said, dropping his head into his hands.

"Yah!"

Arthur just sat there as Ana and the rabbit talked about what they were up to while Arthur was away from them. And Arthur was, in turn, telling them what he has been up to, including the two new guests that he has. Ana shifted from what she was talking about to what these new guests were like and if they were well behaved.

Alfred and Matthew sat in the living room, waiting for Francis to stop pacing.

"Uh, you're blocking the t.v," Alfred said. He just learned what everything was and he was using their names all the time, even in his sleep.

"Where is he?"

"He could be in the forest," Matthew said.

"Yea, but where in the forest?"

Just as he said this the front door opened and Arthur walked in.

"Where have you been?"

"..."

"Answer!"

"I was in the forest," Arthur answered.

"Tell me when you want to disappear for awhile so you won't get me so worried," Francis said, almost hugging his brother close to him.

That's how everything was from now on. Arthur would disappear, not telling anyone where he would go, Matthew and Gilbert running circles around each other and Alfred taking things in stride, peacefully watching the surroundings in the home and outside the home.

THE END!

A/N: That's all folks! Reviews are very happy making. Bye! Hope to see you guys soon! *review*