Hello everyone! Kitty29 here with the sixth (SIXTH MYGAWD) chapter of colours! (YAY!)

Also thanks everyone for the support with the pairing! And thanks to A Bleach-Drinking Hetalian for the link to the story. It was so cute, I wish they'll continue it! The story's called WHOA, WHAT! by AsianTwinkiesFTW so be sure to check that out!

Oh snap almost forgot, the character of Malaysia, or Raiman, belongs to ArisaLyeanna not me. He seemed like a fun character to write so I put him in there! =D

Anyways, this chapter was originally going to cover the club meeting and everything that happens there as well but when it started to get closer to the 16 page mark I decided to cut it into two parts so here's part one!

Disclaimer: Some guy in Japan owns them, not me.

Enjoy and review!

Math, math, math, math, math.

Matthew Williams scribbled down notes passionately at the back of his math class while everyone else slacked off and waited impatiently for the teacher to stop talking. The Canadian however, was a little more frantic. The math class that he had missed at the start of week was more important than he had originally thought. They had learned an important new function that had to be understood in order to fully understand everything else they were about to learn in the next unit.

Matthew did not understand the function.

So he decided to take as many notes as they could—no matter how insignificant the detail—so he could go home and study his ass off. It didn't help that there was also a test the following week, and though it wasn't worth much he didn't wish to fail.

"Matt."

Matthew paused in his writing and looked up at the dark brown haired boy beside him. He slipped a piece of paper over the notes Matthew was taking and whispered, "You can copy my notes from Monday, but I need it back by the end of class."

Matthew blinked before a large smile formed on his face and he was hit with a wave of relief. If he wasn't so shy—or in the middle of a classroom—he'd hug him. "Thanks Rai!"

The Malaysian simply nodded, returning his attention back to the teacher. A couple moments of silence rolled by, with only the faint scratching of pencils and the teacher's dull voice filling the small room. Raiman turned his head towards Matthew and whispered, "What are you doing after school today?"

"Um…" Matthew paused in his writing to push his glasses back up his nose. Today was the day Kiku would accompany him to that club. Just thinking about it sent butterflies off in his stomach; he really didn't know what to expect there. What if the people had better, cooler powers than he did, and looked down at his own? What if he turned out to be the outcast of the…well…of the other outcasts?

His friend tilted his head at the sudden silence. "Well?"

Matthew looked up from his paper with a start, "Oh!" He said a bit too loudly (or so he thought) and he crouched lower over his desk before whispering, "I-I'm um…going out somewhere with my…my parents."

Raiman stared at Matthew blankly for a while before turning back towards the teacher.

"Hmm," was the last thing spoken between the two before the bell symbolizing the end of school rang.

/ / / \ \ \

"I feel sick."

"That's because you've barely eaten all week."

"Yes I have!"

"What was the last thing you ate?"

"I…I had pancakes this morning."

"You mean the half a pancake you had before we rushed out?"

"Uh…"

Kiku adjusted the strip of his backpack, silently watching the two as they fought. The three students found themselves just in front of the steadily emptying parking lot where Alfred had insisted he walk them to, even though his work was in the opposite direction. He groaned before pulling out his iPod to check the time with a scowl.

"Damn it, Mattie! You know if I don't go now I'll be late getting there early for my free coffee!" He mumbled something about how he couldn't live without that coffee before he turned to Kiku, whom stood a little straighter when he noticed he was about to be addressed. "Make sure he eats something, okay?"

Kiku nodded and Alfred flashed him his infamous hero grin and thumbs up.

"Thanks buddy! Catch you guys on the flip side!" And with that said Alfred was off like a rocket, the thought of the shop's famous coffee fuelling his feet into overdrive.

Matthew released a long sigh before pushing his hair out of his face. He asked, "Should we get going?" Kiku shook his head and glanced over at the parking lot.

"Yao is going to pick us up."

"…Okay." Matthew dropped his bags on the ground before sitting on the curb. He removed his glasses and put his head in his hands, willing for the nausea he was feeling to pass. Really, things were going just a bit too fast for him. It was only four days ago that he was basically kidnapped and told that he wasn't the only one who could do extraordinary things and now he was on his way to met with total strangers to talk about things he told himself he would never talk about. A small probing to his shoulders brought him back to earth. He placed his glasses back on his nose before looking to Kiku, who had joined him on the curb and was trying to get his attention with a small black box.

"Please, Williams-kun," Kiku offered the blond the box, which Matthew hesitantly took. "It may not be much, but it is all I have at the moment."

The box was Kiku's half eaten lunch, which contained a very stereotypically Asian lunch of rice and fish.

"O-Oh…thank you Kik- Honda…san," Matthew replied, struggling to remember any Japanese mannerisms that Alfred taught him (of all the people to learn manners from…Alfred). "But I'm not really hungry right now…maybe a little later."

He made to give the box back to Kiku, but Kiku pushed it back into his lap. "Please, Alfred is not the only one to notice how little you have eaten these past few days."

Matthew blinked. Sure he had started having lunch with Kiku, Ludwig, Feliciano and their close group of friends ever since that kidnapping episode but he never expected Kiku to pay attention to him like that. No one ever paid attention to him except for Alfred.

He opened the box to begin eating its contents or at least, that was his plan. However he was stopped by a car parking in the spot right in front of him, and an older Asian male Matthew assumed to be Yao poked his head out the window. Kiku stood up and Matthew stuffed the box into his backpack before quickly following suit.

"Sorry I'm late, aru." Yao said and his eyes settled on the now fidgeting blond. "So you're Matthew? I'm Yao, it's nice to meet you." He offered a hand for the other to shake. Matthew smiled awkwardly before he made to take it.

"It's good to meet you to—"

His hand was suddenly jerked back and he looked back to see Kiku holding onto his wrist.

"Forgive me," the Japanese student said with a faint blush, releasing Matthew's arm and turning to Yao. "Williams-kun is still new when it comes registering others. It would be better not to touch until we are inside the car."

Yao retraced his hand back into the car, a look of mild amazement on his face. "Ahhh...good idea. Now come on, we need to go, aru!"

Kiku nodded and started towards the car while Matthew scooped down and grabbed his things. He took a deep breath. Here goes… he thought as he opened the door and slipped into the back seat.

Yao looked back at him and offered his hand once more. "As I was saying, I'm Yao, I run the club, aru. Nice to meet you."

Matthew nodded, trying to will his nerves to calm down. "Matthew, it's nice to meet you too." And Matthew took his hand, for once expecting the darkness that surrounded him soon after he did so.

He awoke to the two chattering in a language that he was unfamiliar with and the radio playing some hit song. He pushed himself into a sitting position and rubbed his eyes, catching the attention of the other two males.

"Hello Williams-kun," Kiku greeted with a nod. "How do you feel?"

"Fine, thank you…just a little tired."

"Go back to sleep then." Yao advised. "You probably woke up too soon, aru."

Matthew nodded, putting his seat belt on before glancing out the window. Huh, they were barely a street away from the school. He thought he would be out longer than that, maybe he was getting used to this, 'registering' business. For some reason this caused a happy feeling to bloom in his chest.

"We should be there in about half an hour, aru," The Chinese man started. "Usually the club starts later but because I'm the leader I have to be there early and set things up, aru. Don't be surprised when we get there and there are not a lot of peop…"

… …

… …

… "Bonjour Mathieu."

"Bonjour papa!" Matthew greeted back happily allowing his father to buckle him in. Francis smiled down at him before he shut the door and walked around the car so that he could settle into the drivers seat.

"How was school? Did you make any friends?"

"Nope!" Matthew replied joyfully, smiling largely at Francis as though he had done something good. Francis sighed and looked back at his son.

"Mathieu, you are in kindergarten! This is the time when you are supposed to be making friends!" The Frenchman paused before his face took on one of concern. "The other kids aren't being mean to you, are they?"

Matthew shook his head furiously, causing his longish hair to flop about his head uselessly. "No! No papa they're nice."

Francis gave a sigh of relief. "Then what is the problem?"

Matthew giggled before thumping his feet against the seat. "There is no problem papa. I just don't want Alf to feel lonely when he comes back."

At that Francis' body stiffened and he turned away from Matthew, not wanting him to see the sadness in his eyes. Matthew stopped the swinging of his legs and focused his attention the older male, blinking when he noticed the pink yellow he usually associated with his father had turned blue. He was sad. "What's wrong, papa?"

"Mathieu…" He grabbed onto the steering wheel and squeezed onto it. "Your mother…your mother left us. You know that right?"

Matthew slowly nodded unsure of what was making his father so upset. "Oui, but mommy didn't leave forever!" –Francis visibly flinched- "She's gonna come back soon, with Alf, and we'll be a family again!"

His grip around the steering wheel tightened and the blue colour deepened. The smile on Matthew's face faded.

"Mathieu…" Though he wasn't looking at him Matthew could see the pained expression on his face. "I don't think…I don't think Alfred's ever coming back."

"Hey, Matt, wake up!"

Matthew jolted awake to the sound of a finger tapping the glass beside him. He whipped his head around to come face to face with the red eyed Prussian he hadn't seen in a while. Gilbert waved to him, a triumphant smile on his face.

"Mornin', Birdie!"

Matthew stared before looking past him at the small office looking building that did not look familiar in the slightest. He turned to the front of the car, where his two companions had disappeared from. Jeez, was he really out for that long? He rubbed the back of his neck, thinking back on the dream he had. God…of all the times to have a dream like that... It just had to be the one time his brother wasn't around. Though he hated to admit it, whenever he had a dream like that he just had to see Alfred. He had to make sure he was really there.

"Bruder get away from Yao's car! You damaged it enough the last time you touched it!"

Gilbert disappeared from the windows view and in his place stood his taller brother. Ludwig glanced into the window and took a double take when he noticed the blond teenager within.

"Ah, you're…" He racked his brain for a name. Although Matthew couldn't see it, Gilbert gave his brother an unimpressed stare from the sidelines. "…Alfred's brother."

"Matthew," Matthew corrected, and decided to get out of the car when he noticed his quiet voice didn't carry through the car window.

"That's Matthew you jerk," Gilbert hissed, smacking Ludwig on the arm. "He's been eating lunch with you for the past week and you still can't remember his name?"

Ludwig glared at his brother for the hit before turning to Matthew. He opened his mouth to apologize but the Canadian beat him to it.

"It's okay." He said with a forced smile. "A lot of people forget my name so…"

"That's doesn't make it cool!" Gilbert argued for him, glaring at his brother again for being so rude. "No one deserves that unawesomeness!"

Matthew blinked, taken aback by some else other than Alfred standing up for him. Ludwig's cheeks turned a light pink in embarrassment and he nodded his head to the smaller blond awkwardly. "S-sorry…"

"N-no it's oka—" The nausea that he thought had passed returned and he leaned against the car to stop his legs from shaking. "I…I have to make a call." He excused himself from the confused Germans presence before he walked to the other side of the parking lot. Leaning heavily on the rail that lined the lot, he pulled out his cell phone to call his brother's work. His nausea seemed to worsen with each passing ring and by the third he was certain he was about to throw up whatever little he had in his stomach.

"Alfred speaking."

"Oh dieu merci, Alfred…Je t'ai effra—"

"Whoa, whoa, calm down Mattie! You know I don't speak French!"

Matthew chuckled nervously, feeling better now that he could hear his twin's voice. "Sorry Al. I…I just needed to hear your voice."

There was a brief silence which was broken with a muffled sigh on Alfred's end. "You know that I'm here, right?"

"…Yeah."

"And you know I'll be at home when you get back, right?"

"Yeah."

"Then it's all good! Listen, I'm right here and I'm not leaving any time soon, so go and have fun and take some pictures for me or whatever you're gonna do, okay?"

Matthew nodded, though realized that he couldn't be seen over a phone and said a quick good bye before slipping his phone back into his pocket. Though he felt better after he called his brother, his nausea still didn't pass. He leaned over the railing, trying to be as still as possible. He knew this was probably due to the lack of food over the last week. Whenever he was nervous he would stop eating and he had been pegged with thoughts of possible rejection ever since he had heard of this club. He knew he should eat, but he felt like if he ate anything now it would just give his body a reason to throw something up. He made a mental note to wait until the club was over before he would gorge himself with junk food.

"Hey Birdie, you okay?"

Matthew looked over at Gilbert who had joined him on the railing. He tried to straighten up some but his stomach protested.

"I-I'm fine," he lied through clenched teeth. He saw that the Prussian didn't believe him and so he quickly changed the subject. "I-I haven't thanked you for not getting me in trouble with the Vice. So…thank you."

Gilbert smiled his usual malicious smile and stood a little straighter. "Of course! But you could have thanked the awesome me before if you weren't avoiding me."

It was true; Matthew had been avoiding the albino. Though he was grateful for all the things he did for him, he was still a little intimated by him. The fact that every time he was alone with the other male bad stuff happened didn't help either. "Well I didn't want to get kidnapped again."

Gilbert's smile slipped at that. "Hey, it's not kidnapping if you go willingly."

"You mean guilt tripped into going."

"Guilt tripped? People get on their knees and beg for the mere chance of being around my awesome presence!"

Matthew simply rolled his eyes while Gilbert glanced back to the building.

"We should go. Don't want to be late for your first meeting, do you?" Gilbert sent one last smirk in Matthew's direction before he pushed himself away from the railing and began to walk towards the building. Matthew followed a moment later, his stomach having calmed down enough to allow him to do so.

They walked in together, entering into a small area that reminded Matthew of a dentist's waiting room. From the chairs to the random magazines to the ticking clock on the wall, everything about it was…normal. Though Matthew didn't want to admit it, he felt just a little disappointed.

"Ah, Williams-kun!" Kiku bowed his head towards Gilbert in greeting before focusing his attention to the blond. "You are awake! Forgive me. I did not wake you when we arrived."

Matthew waved him off again, a sheepish smile on his face. "No, it's okay. I'm kind of a heavy sleeper so…"

"Kiku~!" called a feminine voice that Matthew did not recognize. "Need some help here!"

Kiku stuttered before bowing his head to the Canadian. "Forgive me, but I must go!" And he jogged off, disappearing behind one of the many doors the small hallway broke off into.

"Why does he call you Williams?" Gilbert questioned arching an eyebrow at the area where the smaller student was previously standing. "I thought your last name was Bonnefoy-Kirkland or something."

"It is." Matthew confirmed. "But there was an error in the system when I first arrived to the school and they put my middle name as my last name. They know what it is now but I told them I didn't mind, so they kept it as Matthew Williams." Matthew shrugged, his sheepish smile growing. "I kind of like it. Sounds more Canadian, eh? Matthew Williams."

… …

"Please don't ask if I'm dating Lady Gaga,"

Gilbert snapped his fingers in mock frustration. "Damn! I missed my chance!"

Matthew laughed and Gilbert noted that it was the first time he had ever heard the Canadian genuinely laugh. It was different than they ones he usually heard, while most were exaggerated and annoying, his was light and sweet. Gilbert decided that he wanted to hear more of that laugh and he opened his mouth to crack another joke but was cut off by the announcement of the club's leader.

"Okay everyone, gather 'round, aru."

Translation:
Bruder - German for Brother
Dieu Merci - French for Thank God
Je t'ai effrayé...- French for I was scared you... Thank you 1MsAwesome1 for the correction!

Also, for those who don't know it was rumoured that Lady Gaga was dating a Canadian man named Matthew Williams, hence all the Lady Gaga/Canada fanart on Deviantart xD

And anyone who wants to suggests names for the random coffee shop Alfred works at that would be great. I'm so bad with names. OTL

Oh! One more thing. I usually do this with my other stories but I haven't for this one and I've felt a little bad for it. Well, better late than never I guess. Thank you MoreThenLikelyCrazy, Applesauce. the. brave, Jou-pup, Ever Essence, bombayxprodigy, black anime fan, Lady AnomAli, N.S-AmeBela, foxyaoi123, HappeDaez, QueenCelestiaxyv, Artificial Starlight, SoftlySweptAway, AlmightyHero, shinigamikarasu, PiratedxHearts, SecondtoNon, Kyiasune, A Bleach-Drinking Hetalian, Lethal Shuriken, Kezi-chan, GilboMattie, ChibiPandaChan, ArisaLyeanna, Silver and Gray, Fallende, Quilted-Dreams, Kiotona, Naruta13, Sakuton, crystalclear8, TheEvilMuffinToaster, Anon, herpaderp, Pirates VS Ninjas, Bakura From School, Kendall N.S., SpiegelofNowhere, lalaGAG, Golden and Berry, o-Vii-o, KuroFaara, QueenCelestiaxyv, Myriad Lapse, Stormy-chan59, PrussianAwesomeness, DearlyBeloved-13, kind-of-heart, Coolyb, ChibiGKItty, XxJuuichiNoChoushinseixX, and XxAlysxX (GASP) for the reviews!
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