Hey guys, Kitty29 here with a new chapter of Colours! I'm almost sad to post this chapter. I mean, it's at 888 reviews. That has to be good luck or something, right? Right.
Pst, I remember thinking I had so much to say before this chapter but honestly...I can't remember any of it xD
The character of Malaysia or Raiman, belongs to ArisaLyeanna not me.
Oh well, enjoy!
It was really quite pathetic he was here. Then again, it was really quite pathetic that he was in this situation in the first place.
Heaving a sigh Francis raised his head out of his hands and looked around at the church. It was rather empty, probably due to the fact it was so late at night. He was actually surprised that the place was even open at this time, or were they always open? Jesus, it's been so long since he's gone he doesn't even remember anymore. Why was he here again? Ah, right...
He was long over forgiving Arthur. The Englishman may have betrayed him in a way, but the way he acted wasn't exactly great either. If that was the only problem he would probably be at home in his bed with his arms wrapped around his husband but that wasn't it. The problem was...It was his own fuck up. It was...her.
"Colette. You would follow me even into this sacred place?"
The women seated beside him looked offended. "I come here all the time. If anything you're following me."
Francis sighed again and crossed his arms, closing his eyes and silently praying for the red head to leave him be. "This place is a three hour drive from your apartment and you told me yourself you don't believe in God."
Colette blinked before she thought back. "Oh, right. I forgot about that."
Figuring it wasn't his place to try and kick her out of a church Francis tried ignored her the best he could. Though Colette wasn't done with him yet.
"Okay, fine. I followed you here. I've been following you for the last week or so but I think you knew that already."
Of course he did. A ninja, she was not. Not to mention he had confronted her a couple of times as well.
"...I just have something to say before I stop."
That caught Francis' attention. He turned his head just enough to show he was listening but that was it.
"What happened between us, it wasn't a mistake."
Yes it was.
"And I think if you really loved Arthur or if he really loved you, the two of you would be back together by now."
He would be if he wasn't for her.
"So...You a choice to make. A choice between the man who betrayed you or me."
At that Francis wouldn't help but turn and look at her fully. Was she serious? Dear God, she was serious.
"And If I were you..." Colette paused and closed her eyes, wondering if she should say the next few words or leave it at that. She fully turned to him as well, her face the most serious the Frenchman had ever seen it. "I would do it soon."
With that Colette rose and simply walked away, leaving Francis to watch her go warily.
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"Okay, so Tom's a tool, whatever, but apparently Daisy's white car in the flashback is symbolic or something. You think we should know this, Mattie?"
"..."
"Mattie!"
Matthew broke out of his gaze and blinked at the other. "O-oh...well...um..." His cheeks turned a light pink as he looked down at the review sheet in front of him. "W-Well it was because Fitzgerald saw the era as—"
Alfred groaned and leaned back in his chair, looking exasperated. "We're way past that, bro!"
"We're on thirteen," Raiman offered, leaning his head in his hand as he idly chewed on the end of his pen. Matthew blinked again before he looked down at his notes. Huh, had they really gone through that many? Well, apparently he wrote down the answers for the others so...erm.
It was the last class of the day, English, which was also the only class that he shared with his brother. Since exams were nearing, the teacher decided today would be a review class, which basically meant that as long as you had a sheet of paper and the handout in front of you you could do whatever you wanted. Though because Matthew was away from school for so long, he figured he should actually do the work and for once Alfred actually decided to help him rather than move to the back of the class and sneak food while being his usual loud self. They started out great, but it was slowly nearing the end of class and Matthew found himself zoning out more and more often.
"Seriously Mattie, for once I'm actually doing work and you can't even concentrate!" Alfred exclaimed, crossing his arms in annoyance. "What the hell! If anything it should be the other way around!"
"Sorry! Sorry!" Matthew rapidly apologized, pulling the review sheet closer to himself and looking over the questions. "S-So um, about that green light..."
Raiman glanced over at the Canadian and sighed, knowing that in the others state they weren't going to get much more work done. He would just have to do it at home he supposed. "Is this about Gilbert?"
At that, Matthew's face turned red and he stumbled over his words as he tried to explain himself. "W-What? I don't, I mean, why would, but Gil isn't, no! Maybe, well I don't, I do but...but I don't see what, how did you even...? So, I think Daisy's car symbolized innocence, eh!"
Alfred, being able to decipher his brothers messed up sentence structure, groaned again though this one was with slight anger. "This is about that freak? What did he do this time?"
Almost instantly at this point Matthew began to defend him. "N-No! Gil didn't do anything! He's just—"
"I'm gonna beat him up."
Both Raiman and Matthew stared at the rather set American. "W-What?"
"You heard me," Alfred said, trying to put on his game face but just looking a little ridiculous. "This is the last time he messes with my kid brother!"
"Three minutes apart doesn't mean I can't take care of myself!"
"Three minutes makes me the older brother and I got to protect my sidekick like the hero I am!"
"So...We're not doing this anymore?" Raiman tried to clarify, gesturing to the work sheets in front of them. He was ignored.
"I'm not your sidekick, Al! So don't hurt my boyf—"
"Alfred! Matthew! Raiman!"
The three looked up at their respective names to find that they have gained the attention of a number of people in the classroom, including the teacher. "Do I need to break you three up?"
The three mumbled negatives and everyone returned to talking amongst themselves.
"Wait, were you about to say that Gilbert was your boyfriend?" Alfred exclaimed in a quieter tone, though it still seemed to hold the same effect as if he was shouting. Matthew turned away and began to fumble with the hem of his shirt.
"N-No! I-I was going to say...Bourrée! C-Common mistake, r-r-really..."
Raiman rose an eyebrow. "Isn't a bourrée some kind of dance?"
Matthew sent him a sideways glare and Raiman decided not to get anymore involved. Matthew sighed before he looked to his brother. "Okay, o-okay so, um...Gilbert and I...well...We kissed." He paused to allow his twin to do his normal, overprotective freak out thing but surprising, Alfred said nothing. He just rose an eyebrow at him, silently asking why he had stopped talking. Matthew decided to continue.
"An-And I, um...uh...Think that we're, uh...Together now? Well, I'm not to sure...but I think we are..." Matthew turned away again, trying to quell the blush that was rapidly deepening on his face as the silence dragged on.
Finally, Alfred sighed. "Three, I'm giving him three."
Matthew perked up and turned to him, hopeful. "Chances?"
Alfred nodded, but he didn't look too happy about it. "Yeah, three chances, but that's it."
Matthew face lit up at having his brothers approval but Alfred wasn't done quite yet. "But if he does something really stupid, I don't care how many chances he has left, I'll just go up to him and BAM!" He suddenly yelled, throwing a right hook to the imaginary enemy in front of him. People glanced up at the sudden noise though turned back when they saw it was just Alfred. "He messes with you he messes with me."
Matthew couldn't help but feel touched by how much his brother cared for him, even if he was a little extreme. "Thanks, Al."
Alfred grinned at him. "Anytime, bro."
"Bell's going to ring," Raiman announced, looking completely unaffected by the scene as he put away the last of his work.
The blond twins followed his example and mere minutes later the bell symbolizing the end of the school day echoed throughout the building. Following their routine of after school the two went to get their stuff from their lockers before they met outside to walk home together. As they went Alfred began to preach to Matthew about how he should act in a relationship like he was some sort of expert.
"Okay, so, seriously bro, make him pay for everything. Everything! You have the cute thing going for you so you should be able to pull it off."
The more he talked the more confused Matthew was becoming. "Cute thing...? Pull what off? And why does he have to pay for everything?"
"Well, cause..." Alfred paused to look over his brother slant, too skinny body and almost unnaturally large doe eyes. "No offence Mattie, but you are definitely going to bottom and it's probably going to hurt, so it's his way of saying 'thanks'."
Matthew took offence. "What? I-I, how could you say something like tha—"
"Meh, kind of have to agree with that."
A small squeak escaped Matthew when he felt arms slink around his waist and pull him backwards, effectively stopping him mid step.
"Hey Matt," Gilbert greeted with a grin after he released the other.
Matthew turned a light pink. "H-Hi Gil..." What was with him? Just yesterday the albino was practically avoiding him and now he was all over him? Geez, mixed signals much?
Gilbert's grin grew before he looked at Alfred, who had also stopped walking and was glaring at him. "Hope you don't mind if I borrow the good looking twin for a bit, do you?"
Alfred's eyes narrowed at the insult though he made no move to stop him. Gilbert took this as a 'yes'. "Cool," he said simply before he swung an arm over Matthew's shoulders and began to lead him away. Or rather, that was the plan.
Matthew found himself being pulled out of Gilbert's hold as Alfred took his place, wasting no time in getting right up in the guys face.
"Listen to me, you freak," he hissed and Gilbert couldn't help but obey. The American had never scared him but he had never seen him so serious before. "You do anything to my brother and I'll rip your fucking balls off, motherfucker."
"Okay, Al, I think he gets it," Matthew said, pulling his brother away from his...er...special friend. He then grabbed Gilbert by the arm and lead them away, the older of the two feeling the glare of the American on his back the whole time, even when they had rounded the corner and nestled themselves into a indent in the schools wall.
"Shit, your brother's crazy," Gilbert said, releasing a breath he didn't know he was holding and running a hand through his hair. "Didn't make me want to change what I originally approached you for though."
Matthew titled his head cutely. "And what's tha—"
Before he could finish his sentence Gilbert had bought their lips together. Matthew was ashamed to admit that he melted almost instantly into the kiss. It was just so different from before, so...sweet and...and...Nice.
It was nice but even so he surprised himself when he let out a small noise of disappointment when the other pulled away. Immediately he felt his cheek heat up in embarrassment and he hoped the other didn't hear him. Gilbert's chuckle killed that hope.
"I like this part."
"Which part?" Matthew asked, though he couldn't bring himself to look directly at him.
Gilbert brought a finger under his chin and forced him to look at his smirking face. "The part when I can do that and not get slapped."
Matthew felt his face grow hotter and he blurted out the first thing that popped into his mind. "I want to be your boy toy!" His blush deepened ten fold when he realized what he said and Gilbert just blinked at him with wide eyes. "I-I-I mean boyfriend! Boyfriend!"
Gilbert throw back his head and laughed, but then covered his mouth and turned away as he continued to do so, almost as if he didn't want Matthew to see how amused he was. "I-I shouldn't laugh so hard," he managed between laughs. "'Cause I know we're about to have the unawesome r-relationship talk but- but still! Y-You...! Mein gott!" With that he began to laugh even harder, bringing his hands to his knees as tears actually fell down his face.
Matthew wished that this was one of those times when after a few moments he would over come his own embarrassment and join in on the laughing but it really wasn't. This, was one of the those times when he turned away from the guy he liked and pressed his forehead against the brick wall there, trying to hide his burning face from Gilbert as well as anyone that happened to pass by (which wasn't many people, as they were on a the awkward side of school that didn't have any doors leading in or out). Great, good job, Williams, three sentences in and you've already embarrassed yourself in front of a guy you're actually attracted to! Stupid! Stupid!
It was several minutes before he felt someone tap on his shoulder. He turned to see Gilbert looking back at him, not laughing anymore but carrying a stupid grin that looked like he would just start snickering at anytime. "Right, so, if I just say yes to the boy toy thing can we skip this talk?" He asked just before he broke out into nerdy sounding giggles, making Matthew double take.
He had never ever heard the Prussian ever laugh like...that. It was such the opposite of the 'awesome' front that he put on that it was ridiculous. Matthew didn't know wither to to be amused or honoured that the other would allow him to hear such an unflattering laugh. In he end he decided to just put the whole laugh thing behind him. Instead he gave Gilbert an unimpressed stare. He just hoped that it still held the effect he wanted, even with his cheeks being a shade that would make even red jealous. It seemed to work, for Gilbert's unfaltering giggles slowly began to fade until a small frown had appeared on his face.
"Okay, fine." He gave in, raising his hands in a defeated gesture. "We'll do the talk, so ask your question."
Matthew immediately drove into it, though he couldn't bring himself to look directly at the Prussian as he did. "So, um...Are we...together now?"
Gilbert sighed and scratched the back of his neck. "Well, being able to make out with you is pretty awesome, even if I can't do it for long," Gilbert started, pausing to send a cocky smirk towards Matthew, who was now trying harder to get his blasted blush under control. "And there has been raging sexual tension between us for the last two months." He smiled when that had earned him a small laugh. "But."
Matthew's smile vanished.
"You know, I'm not really into this whole...Relationship status high school bullshit." He looked to the blond as if expecting him to understand everything based on that lame explanation.
He didn't. "...What are you saying?"
Gilbert shrugged. "Good friends with benefits?"
Matthew couldn't help the sinking feeling in his stomach as soon as he heard those words. Friends with benefits...? It wasn't as if he was in love with the Prussian or anything but even so he kind of hoped that they could...maybe...Have a real relationship? Friends with benefits just sounded so...Distant. But if that was what Gilbert wanted...
He slowly nodded, his gaze on the floor. "O-Okay..." He agreed, though he couldn't hide the dejection in his tone.
Gilbert frowned before he titled his head so he could see the Canadian's face. "I was kidding."
Matthew looked up and blinked. "E-Eh?"
Gilbert groaned before he reached up and pushed Matthew's cheeks together. "C'mon! What happened to the 'grab my face lets make out right now' Matt from just two days ago?"
The blush that Matthew thought he has under control flared up again at the memory.
"C'mon! If this is gonna be any fun you gonna put up some resistance! I may be awesome but that doesn't mean all my decisions will make us bothhappy!" He paused. "Don't tell Ludwig I said that."
Matthew reached up and pulled Gilbert's gloved hands off his face. "W-Wait, so, you don't want to be friends with benefits?"
"Pst, no," Gilbert said as if it was obvious. "Friends with benefits is what I had with Feliks and that was the worst three months of my life. Oh, right I used to go out with the cross dresser or whatever, but I'm sure he's told you that."
Yes, he had though honestly at the moment Matthew didn't care for the reason Gilbert didn't want to be beneficial friends. What mattered was that that wasn't what they were going to become.
"What does that make u—" Then, remembering that Gilbert wanted him to be more aggressive, tried again. "I mean, you're my boyfriend now...right?"
Instead of answering, Gilbert just smiled before he brought their lips back together again. In his mind Matthew happily assumed that was a yes.
"Oh. My. God."
The males turned to see a trio of girls gawking at them, one even snapping pictures on her phone. One of the females turned and slapped another on the shoulder before she pointed at the couple.
"I told you!" She exclaimed. "I told you he had a serious case of gay face!"
"My god, Gilbert's going out with the guy who shot his brother!" Said the girl that was now typing something feverishly down on her phone. "This is so fucking scandalous I'm actually light headed!"
Seeing Matthew's obvious discomfort Gilbert sighed before he began towards the females and made shooing motions with his hands. "Go away you fucking pigeons," he said and the girls left in a giggling mess. He sighed again and put with hands on his hips. "Well, any plan you had of being discreet with this is gone now." Gilbert stated, but he didn't really sound as if that was a great loss. "By now those pictures are probably on Facebook, twitter and the less memorable Myspace."
Again that blush crept on his face at the thought of others staring at a picture of him kissing another male but he shrugged. "That's okay," he said simply with a small smile. "Anyway, we should head back. Alfred's been alone for too long."
Gilbert nodded in agreement before he walked back over to the Canadian and threw an arm over his shoulders. It felt a but strange as no one other than Alfred did that to him but he allowed it. It actually felt kind of nice for it to be someone other then his sibling, albeit kind of embarrassing.
"So, tomorrow by brothers getting discharged," Gilbert said nonchalantly as they walked.
Matthew, deciding to focus on the conversation and not the looks they were rapidly gathering, promptly answered. "O-Oh? Well that's good."
Gilbert nodded. "Yeah, it's awesome, whatever. So I was wondering if you wanted to come with me to pick up the guy. 'Cause you know, after we dump the war hero back home we can, I dunno, bask in the awesomeness that is myself in public?"
Ignoring the narcissism, Matthew looked at the other. "Are you asking me on a date?"
Gilbert shrugged. "Well, since we're a couple now or some shit we should act like it. Don't worry. I'll pay for everything."
Matthew laughed before he made a disapproving noise in the back of his throat. "I do, I mean, I really want to but I already promised Yao I would help him with his research. I can still come and pick up Ludwig with you though."
"Hm, alright. Forgot that Yao would probably be all over you cause of that connections thing."
Matthew chose to remain silent about that. Truthfully, he thought that the connections thing he managed to do was just a one time thing. He even told Yao this but the Chinese man refused to believe it so he figured he should just go with it.
"Another time?" Gilbert questioned and Matthew nodded.
"Yeah, another ti—"
Both males stopped walking when they saw Alfred again though this time he wasn't alone. With him was Yong Soo and they were just standing there, in plain view, all but eating each other faces off.
The new couple couldn't help but stare, each of them with a look of disgust on their faces. Matthew, really uncomfortable at seeing his twin brother making out with someone, decided to speak up. "Alfred!"
Hearing his name Alfred pulled away from the younger boy and turned to his brother, elegantly wiping the saliva off his face with his forearm. "Hey bro," he greeted, not looking ashamed in the slightest about what he was caught doing in public (at least Yong Soo had the decency to blush). "Hey freak that if he messes with my bro will lose his ability to have kids."
"Just Gil the awesome is good," Gilbert answered smoothly before he was hit with a realization. He looked at Matthew with mild panic. "Matt, what the hell! We're the classy couple!"
Matthew blinked at him. "You say that like it's a bad thing."
"Cause it IS. Dammit, Matt! We need to show them up!" With that declaration he went for Matthew with his mouth open and his tongue out but the blond pushed him away.
"No, wait! I want to be the classy couple!"
"Bullshit! No one wants to be the classy couple!"
"Well I do!"
"Okay, okay!" Alfred exclaimed, pulling the red eyed male away from his twin. "That's one chance, bitch!"
Gilbert rose an eyebrow at the American in confusion. "'Chance?' The fuc—"
"What? No, Al, that wasn't a chance we were just playing around!" Matthew defended, knowing that if Gilbert continued to lose his chances this fast he would be finished in a couple of days.
"Not your place to decided that! That was part of the deal!
"We never made a de—"
"Hello!" Yong Soo suddenly interrupted, jumping beside the American and looping his arm around Alfred's. "You're Mattie, Alfred's twin, right? I'm Yong Soo, da~ze!" He introduced, holding out a hand towards the Canadian. "Alfred's boyfriend!"
Alfred made a sound in the back of his throat and looked away with a faint blush on his face but said nothing to deny it. Matthew blinked before he took the offered hand and shook it, a polite smile on his face. "Hello it's, um, nice to properly meet you."
"And I'm the awesome Gilbert!" The albino decided to add, grabbing the Asians hand after Matthew had let go. "And I'm this guys boyfriend. Well, good to see you two are still sucking off each others faces even after that whole cafeteria thing! And here I was thinking it was a stunt."
Matthew blinked before he tilted his head at Gilbert. "Eh? What cafeteria thing?"
"I'm sure your lovely brother will fill you in," Gilbert said with a smirk before he looked at his watch. "Anyways, gonna go, see you later babe." He stole a kiss from the Canadian before he walked away.
"I have to go too. See you later, okay, da~ze?" Yong Soo stated, also kissing his boyfriend before he went away, leaving the two blonds alone together.
Matthew looked to Alfred and rose an eyebrow. "So what was Gil talking about? What happened in the cafeteria?"
Alfred released a nervous laugh before he adjusted his back pack and began to walk towards their home, the Canadian following shortly behind him. "I'll, uh, tell you when we get home."
"You're just going home to change for work before leaving, there won't be time."
"Then I'll tell you after work!"
"Al! Just tell me now!"
"Heheheheh...ha..."
So I felt like writing fluff, shoot me. (Actually, please don't.)
I was originally going to do Romeo and Juliet for the book they were reviewing, but I randomly remember more things about The Great Gatsby, probably cause it was one of my favourite books. You know, right behind Harry Potter and Animal Farm.
Bourrée...Pst, I dunno, I was just looking up some random words that started with B and got that. Then I imagined Gilbert doing some kind of burlesque dance (which..I have no idea if it is or not) and it made me lol, so I put it in.
I can imagine Feliks being like, the worst person to have as a friends with benefits. Because it's not a 'real' relationship, he probably just do whatever he wanted and demand everything only when it suits him, no matter what is happening to the other person or what time it is...WTF Toris, why?
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