Hey guys! Kitty29 here with a new chapter of Colours(FIRST CHAPTER OF THE YYEEEEAAARRRR-A!(2011-A))! Now a few things before you read on (Oh nooooo...)

So I recently found that my story is in the community '100+ Milestone' and I guess it was kind of time or whatever with my story over 800 reviews but when I saw that I nearly cried. I probably would have cried if I have a soul, but as you all know I'm actually an android made to write horrible fanfiction and does in fact have no soul. You guys know that, right?
Anyway, I think it was either a little before of after I started this story, I remember discovering that community and thinking 'one day. ONE DAY. I will read a story in the community cause there is no way one of mine is getting in there .-.'

Well, IN MY FACE. HA.

Right, anyway. Enjoy.

"Ludwig I...I'm scared."

The German looked down at the Italian with concern. It was the first time the two of them had been alone together since Feliciano had woken up and Ludwig wanted to savour it (though he would never admit it). They were sitting on the bed now, Feliciano laying against Ludwig's chest with a blanket wrapped around his body, now horrified of the thought of skin to skin contact. Gilbert had acted that way too, once upon a time but it went away. Then again, did he really want the Italian to turn out like his egomaniac of a brother?

Ludwig released a small sigh through his nose before he awkwardly wrapped his arms around the smaller man and rested his chin on his head. A position that the auburn haired had done to him a number of times. He hoped his lame attempt at it would have the effect he wanted. "It's...Going to be okay."

Feliciano made a small noise but made no move to get the larger man off him. Awkward silence settled over the two.

"Does it hurt?" Was all Ludwig could think of breaking the silence. Feliciano paused before he let go of the blanket with one hand and ran it over his 'bullet wound'. He winced sightly at the contact.

"A...A bit..." He answered, pulling the blanket tighter around him again. "Stitches feel weird, ve..."

The room took on silence again and Ludwig was left looking down at his friend. This wasn't Feliciano. Feliciano was bubbly and cheerful and saw the bright side of everything, no matter how horrible it seemed. It may have been selfish to think, especially since the Italian had just woken up to a world of confusion but...He wanted that Feliciano back. If only there was something he could d—

"Hey, West, you need t—" Gilbert paused at the doorway and smirked at the scene. "Oh. Didn't mean to mess up your mojo, brother."

Ludwig lifted up his head just enough to narrow his eyes at the intruder but didn't move his arms away. "Easten, if you're trying to run awa—"

"For once, I'm being a good boy," Gilbert interrupted, fully stepping into the room. "Nurse sent me to tell you to get back to your room so they can make sure you're not dead yet."

Ludwig stared at his brother for a while, studying his face to make sure he wasn't lying. When he figured he wasn't the blond released another sigh before he unwrapped himself from the smaller form and went to climb off the bed. He stopped when he felt someone grab onto his shirt sleeve, turning he saw back Feliciano's large brown eyes staring back at him. Ludwig moved to place a hand over the others reassuringly but paused and let his hand fall back to his side with a small grunt.

"I'll be back," he said instead. Feliciano continued to stare before he reluctantly let go and watched the larger man leave with his brother in tow.

"You know, if you need some pointers on picking up cute Italians you know who to ask," Gilbert said with a faint laugh. Ludwig sent him a sideways glare and Gilbert raised his hand in front of him in a surrounding gesture. "I was gonna say the pizza guy!"

"Why are you following me?" Ludwig asked, hoping that the dull ache in the back of his skull was because of his mediation wearing off and not because of his darling relative.

"Can't I be concerned about my little brother? I want to make sure you don't get raped or something on the way back to your room because I love you."

Ludwig stopped walking for the faintest of moments at those last three words before he groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose. Yes, it was Gilbert that was causing this. "What do you want?"

Gilbert looked offended. "You think the awesome me can only show compassion when I want something? That hurt, West. My feelings are damag—"

"What do you want, East?"

Gilbert slumped and gave the taller blond an annoyed look. "Fine, I need a favour."

Ludwig grunted in acknowledgement as he opened the door to his room and entered, not surprised when the Prussian did the same. He went over to the bed and sat down on the edge, Gilbert soon settling down next to him.

"Just, don't be a bitch and freak out when I ask this, 'kay? Cause that would be really unawesome if you don't hear me out."

Ludwig nodded, noting the sudden serious look on his brothers face. As serious as Gilbert could get anyway. The elder of the two sighed before he decided to just dive into it.

"I need you to make out with me."

Silence.

Ludwig just stared, his expression rather straight as if he wasn't just asked to commit an act of incest. "...How much did you get to say that?"

"No! I didn't—" Gilbert groaned and threw his hands up in the air in an exasperated matter and Ludwig ached an eyebrow. What the hell was he so flustered about?

The albino sighed and ran a hand through his hair, a faint pink on his cheeks. "I think," he started, his tone unsure. "I think I can stop my ability from happening...While I'm touching someone."

At this, the German grew interested. "Really?"

Gilbert nodded, his familiar smirk back on his face. "Yep! It was only a matter of time before the awesome me found a way!" He chuckled, but it quickly trailed off when he recalled the reason why he was there in the first place. "Yeah, I'm awesome but it still needs some testing. That's where you come in, my of so loving bruder."

Upon realizing that Gilbert wasn't joking with his request, Ludwig scooted away from the other. "C-Can't you get someone else to do it?" He questioned with slight panic, his eye intent on his sibling in case he tried to do anything.

Gilbert shook his head, a sudden intense look in his eye that Ludwig was not liking. "No, it has to be you. I frinkin' live with you, I know everything about you! So even I get some info it will probably be something I already know!" At the end of his mini speech Gilbert had managed to chase his younger brother to the other side of the bed and now had him pinned between himself and the wall behind it. "So be a good brother and pucker up!"

Gilbert swooped down but Ludwig pushed his face away. "Gilbert! Stop this right now!"

"Just suck it up and be a man Ludwig!"

"This is just embarrassing!"

"Um..."

The brothers stopped and looked over at the entrance of the room to find Matthew standing there looking like he didn't know how to to react to the scene in front of him. Ludwig turned red before he pushed his brother completely off him and climbed off the bed, glaring at the albino. Gilbert glanced between his brother and Matthew, a pink tinge on his face.

"Uh...I was just..." Gilbert began awkwardly, beginning to shuffle over to the room's exit. "Leaving now, 'kay bye!"

"Gil, wait!" Matthew tried to call out but the Prussian was already gone. A small sigh escaped him before looked back at the awkward German, forcing a small smile. "S-Sorry I came at a bad time..."

Ludwig just shook his head before he looked at the shorter male, wanting any distraction that could get his mind off of what just happened. His eyes immediately drew to the object in Matthew's hands. "You got your cast off."

Matthew shifted the object to his right hand and waved his now somewhat healed left hand with a smile. "Yeah. It's still a little stiff but..." He shook his head to remind himself why he was there and began to walk up to Ludwig. "Anyways, um...I was wondering if you could do me a favour? If-If that's okay..."

Ludwig blinked at the other, rather curious as to what he wanted. It was the first time that the blond had ever asked him for anything. Matthew hold out his removed cast for him to take, which he did.

"I was, um, wondering if you could translate something for me? The one written in red..."

Ludwig rotated the object until he found the mentioned writing. Almost instantly he was able to recognize the writing and he couldn't help the small laugh that escaped him as he read it over. "Gilbert wrote this?"

Matthew seemed to hesitate with his answer, wondering if he should tell him or not. Though he realized that as his brother he could probably recognize his writing. "...Yeah, it was Gilbert."

Another chuckle passed through his lips when as he read it over again and handed the cast back to it's owner. "Cute."

Now Matthew was really curious. "What does it say?"

Crossing his arms Ludwig smiled, though it wasn't really towards the blond. "Basically, it says that 'the awesome him will always be your better hero.'" Ludwig chuckled again and mumbled something mostly to himself. "And he says I'm the pansy."

Matthew tried to fight it, but he couldn't help the faint upturn of his lips when he heard that. Though it had only been two days since he and Gilbert's...Interactions he's had the feeling that the Prussian had been avoiding him. He wasn't responding to any of his texts and when they ran into each other—which was pretty often considering they were both at the hospital—Gilbert would walk the other way as if he didn't see him. Matthew was ashamed to say that at first he thought that maybe Gilbert had realized that he didn't want anything to do with him and was avoiding confrontation. Though if he had written something like that on his cast for everyone to see—even though people couldn't read it—then he was probably wrong.

He thanked Ludwig before he left, leaving him to the nurse that had walked in to check on his stitches. He was barely a few steps away from the door when his phone went off. He immediately picked it up, as he had forgotten to take the volume off high and he didn't want to disturb anyone.

"Bonjour?" He mentally kicked himself. "I-I mean, hello?"

"Hello Matvey."

"Oh! Hi Ivan!"

Noticing some chairs placed against the wall he walked over and sat down. He was kind of curious as to what Ivan had to say. Though they had exchanged numbers over a month ago this was the first time that the Russian had called him.

"There wasn't anything good on TV so I decided to call, da?"

Ah, he probably should have expected as much.

"Are you at the hospital?"

"Y-Yeah. I just my cast off actually."

"Oh, yay! Good for you, comrade!"

Matthew let out a reluctant, awkward laugh, not sure if the others enthusiastic answer was mocking him but not wanting to be rude. There was brief silence where the Canadian heard Ivan faintly humming along to some music in the background. "I didn't know you liked classical music."

"Hm? Oh yes, people think I'm too big to enjoy it, but I really do. I also play the cello but some people don't like the way I play."

"Huh." Was all Matthew could think of saying in response. He didn't know why, but there was something about imagining the large man seated behind the large instrument that was somehow...Right. Hm.

"Is Elizabeta there?" Ivan randomly asked, quite effectively changing the subject.

Matthew blinked. "Eh? No. I hadn't seen her."

Ivan made a disappointed noise. "Hm, she should be there."

"W-Well, I can keep an eye out for her if you want..."

"Ah, you'll do that for me? Thank you, comrade! Okay, bye!" And with that Ivan hung up, leaving Matthew sitting there dumbly as the dial tone rang in his ear. He had probably thought this more than once but his teacher was weird.

"Hey Mattie!"

Turning towards the familiar voice he spotted Alfred waving at him, a large grin on his face as he made his way over. "Al!" Matthew said in surprise as he stood to greet his twin. "What are you doing here? I thought you were spending the day with Yong Soo."

Alfred shrugged. "I was but Yong Soo had to go somewhere. Something about helping a friend or something." He pouted and crossed his arms. "For a guy who's only been here for a few months he really knows a lot of people." He pouted at the Canadian when he laughed at him. "Anyway, since I'm here we can go back home if you want."

"What about Papa?" Matthew asked, as his father was planning to pick him up after he was done work.

"I talked to him, he said that since I'm a hero I can protect you on the way back!" Alfred proclaimed with his heroic grin and Matthew just rolled his eyes before they starting walking towards the exit. "Oh! By the way, guess who I saw when I was looking for you?"

"Elizabeta?" Matthew wondered, just naming the first person that came to mind. Alfred blinked at him.

"Yeah, at least, I think that's her name. The one at the club with the long brown hair and the nice rack, right?"

Matthew shuttered at his description before he turned to his twin with a faint blush on his face. "No! I-I mean, yes I-I guess. Why would you describe her like that?"

Alfred smirked at Matthew's overreaction. "I only tell the truth! Seriously though, have you looked at her tits? If she couldn't make me beat myself up I would totally sneak a fee—" He paused when he noticed his brothers increasing discomfort with the conversation. "Oh right, sorry. Forgot you were only attracted to people with flat chests and big dic—"

"So what was Liz doing here?" Matthew quickly interrupted, feeling if his face got any hotter he could probably make breakfast on it. Feeling as if he had teased him enough, Alfred allowed the change in subject.

"I don't know," he said with a shrug. "I tried to talk to her, but when she saw me she just...Ran. It was weird."

Matthew raised an eyebrow. "Huh. I wonder why she would do that..." He paused before he reached into his pocket to pull out his phone.

"Who are ya' texting?" Alfred enquired as he pushed the doors open that allowed them to leave the building.

"Ivan," Matthew answered, pausing in his typing to make sure the door didn't swing back and hit him. "I said I would tell him if I saw Liz."

Alfred made a noise of understanding. There was a pause for a second or two before his eyes went wide. "NO!" He suddenly shrieked, over dramatically swatting the phone out of his brothers hands and to the ground.

"Oh my god, Al!" Matthew also shrieked, watching in horror as his phone bounced against the concrete. "What the hell? I just got that phone!"

"No time for apologizes!" Alfred proclaimed as Matthew swooped down to pick it up. "Seriously bro, for the supposed smarter twin you're kinda dumb."

The supposed smarter twin stopped checking out his phone to glare at him. "What are you talking about?"

"Think about it, Matt. Your teacher asks if whats-her-name is at the hospital and then I see her looking like she doesn't want anyone to recognize her!" He paused to stare at Matthew and wait for him to put the pieces together. "Is this not suspicious to you?"

"You're thinking too much into it," Matthew said, relieved when he found his phone was okay. "She probably told Ivan she was coming here and didn't want anyone else to know."

"Then why would he call you?"

"Because she probably forgot her phone and Ivan needed to talk to her about something, seriously Alfred!" Matthew groaned and rubbed his forehead. "This isn't any of our business! If it makes you feel better I won't tell him until we get home but I am going to tell him!"

Alfred turned away and crossed his arms, pouting angrily at nothing. "I still think it's suspicious."

"Alfred!"

"Fine," he agreed, though he didn't look happy about it. "Geez you're such a Mom."

Matthew just rolled his eyes before he continued walking, Alfred following shortly after. "You are such a passive aggressive typical compromise making Canadian."

"Shut up."

I really like writing Alfred teasing Matthew and I don't know why. I'm still awkward at writing Ludwig, but I'm trying! Also I'm not into any incest pairings(Unless FrUk counts as incest...forever disbelieving) but that scene with Gil and Luddy just...It made me laugh to imagine. xD

Anyway, I think that starting this year updates are going to become a bit irregular for two reasons. 1) It's the start of a new saga that I still haven't worked out all the kinks to and 2) Cause I'm gonna be moving soon and not sure when I'll get internet up/on the computer again. Hopefully by next month but I might be able to get a chapter up before then. Yep.

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Thank you all for reading and onward to the new yeaarr!