Gilbert glowered so fiercely, not even Feliciano dared to approach him. The silver-haired mecha glared at the wall, his arms crossed stubbornly across his chest, not talking to anyone and turning a hate-filled glare towards anyone who dared to approach him. He knew his actions were causing confusion among the other mechas. Feliciano was whimpering and in tears all the time, worry for his 'role model' taking up most of his thoughts; Lovino cursed more than he usually did, though he was more worried about his brother, and how to comfort him; Arthur could be seen snapping at his faeries, the imaginary creatures having been spared the English mecha's horrible mouth and temper until now; Yao had a worried, sad look in his eyes, though when he sat by Gilbert he made no noise or any type of conversation; even Matthew, who was in a state of near-constant worry, was never seen without his bear clutched to his chest as tightly as possible, his face as pale as it could get and a worried look making lines around his eyes. Each one of them began having the same problem: they began to forget things, ranging from ordinary things to important things, and they all knew the reason for it.

The innate ability to know when one of their number was in trouble or some form of distress, and the want to do something about it.

However, Gilbert refused their help, secluding himself in the corner of the mecha room, where he had been for the past week. He knew what he was doing was causing pain to Elizabeta and Kiku, but for the first time, he couldn't bring himself to care. As far as he was concerned, it was their fault to begin with, and he couldn't bring himself to regret the way he had been acting.

He pressed his head into his hands, closing his eyes with a sigh.

"Roderich..."

One week earlier...

Gilbert stretched lazily, his eyes shut tightly as his tail wound slowly around Roderich's leg. In the days following their first date, Roderich had began slowly opening up to him more and more; Gilbert had free reign over any room in the house (except the kitchen- - -Roderich banned him from that when the Austrian male had been trying to cook dinner and Gilbert had come up behind him, wrapping his arms around the smaller man's waist and pressing small kisses on his neck while slipping his tail into Roderich's pants...needless to say, the food burned ad Roderich banned him from ever entering the kitchen), and it was no longer odd to find them side-by-side in Roderich's bed anymore.

The only thing that bothered Gilbert is that they still hadn't gone all the way, but he was able to push it back whenever Roderich accepted another kiss, another touch from Gilbert.

Roderich stirred beside him, and Gilbert smiled tiredly as his hand reached out from under the pillow and tangled itself in the mass of brown hair.

"Roderich..." He murmured, absentmindedly checking the clock to be sure the man wasn't running late. It was Friday, and on top of that, it was the Friday before a two-week long vacation. Roderich was busier with his job than ever, as after the break the students had a big test (Gilbert could remember Roderich explaining it to him, but in his mind it meant: Roderich could be his, completely and totally, during those two weeks, then he'd have to work harder than ever).

"Not now, Gilbert." Roderich sighed, still asleep. Rolling his eyes, Gilbert shoved the other slightly with his shoulder.

"You're going to be late." Roderich snuggled into the pillow. "It's already going to be eight-thirty." Roderich shot up with a startled gasp, violet eyes wide with shock.

"You've gotta be kidding me!" He scrambled to get up only to pause when he realized Gilbert was laughing at him. Blinking slowly, Roderich checked the clock then turned his eyes to the laughing male next to him. "Gilbert..." He murmured slowly, placing one arm on either side of his bedmate, which made Gilbert stop laughing and look at him with wide eyes. "It's barely six-fifteen..."

"Oops." Gilbert said, smirking. He reached up and, before Roderich had any time to react, pulled the violet eyed male down; their lips met, Gilbert moving his hands to tangle into Roderich's hair once more as he pushed his tongue into Roderich's mouth. Roderich made a muffled noise of protest, though his own eyes slipped shut and he pressed back.

When they pulled back for air, gasping, Roderich scowled down at Gilbert.

"I just woke up." Roderich scolded, his forearms resting by Gilbert's head.

"I don't care." Gilbert grinned up at him, pulling Roderich down to kiss him again. Roderich made a muffled sound as Gilbert tugged on a wayward curl of hair- - -which he nicknamed 'Mariazell', to Roderich's confusion- - -and shook his head, panting, as Gilbert let his hands slide down Roderich's back to rest on his waist.

"You are insane." Roderich said exasperatedly. Gilbert's grin widened as he slipped his hands under Roderich's pants, making the violet-eyed male gasp in surprise. "Gilbert!"

"Roderich!" Gilbert mimicked his tone before moving one hand up to Roderich's head again, bringing him down into another, softer kiss. Roderich sighed through his nose as Gilbert's tongue traced the inside of his mouth gently. "You have time." He said softly, kissing Roderich's neck and making the violet-eyed male's eyes slip shut. "I promise I won't make you late." Gilbert ran his hand down Roderich's back again, pushing the violet-eyed male's hips onto his own and making Roderich moan softly. "And if I do..." Gilbert licked his neck softly, making Roderich's breath catch. "Well, you can punish me later."

Roderich pulled away slightly, looking down at Gilbert. Crimson eyes stared up at him, mirroring a look Roderich knew was in his own eyes. Gilbert grinned up at him, his breath coming in small pants against Roderich's face. Glancing at the clock once more- - -it read 6:32- - -Roderich sighed and hung his head slightly in defeat.

"Fine." He murmured helplessly. Gilbert grinned even more, kissing Roderich again as he moved them together again. Roderich could feel himself getting harder with each clashing of their hips, and he groaned into Gilbert's mouth, feeling his breath beginning to come in small pants.

"Roderich..." Gilbert made small circles on Roderich's back as he trailed his hand down Roderich's sides and back, his other hand still pushing Roderich's hips.

"Ah..." Roderich felt his eyes shut again as Gilbert slipped his tail in between Roderich's legs, his hand moving to cup Roderich through his pants. "Gilbert..." Gilbert's tail probed inquiringly at Roderich's enterance, his hand moving on Roderich's erection. "Ahn~~~"

Gilbert flipped them over suddenly, Roderich gasping in surprise as his back suddenly hit the mattress. With his free hand, Gilbert tilted Roderich's head back to meet his eyes, crimson locking with violet. He leaned down and kissed Roderich again, his tongue meeting Roderich's and sucking on it gently, their hips still moving against one another's.

At the same time, his tail pushed past Roderich's entrance, making Roderich's eyes widen in surprise as he pushed himself onto it. His back arched, eyes widening as unexpected pleasure coursed through him.

"Ahn~!" Gilbert smirked, leaning down and kissing him again, muffling the other noises Roderich made.

"Is it ok, Roderich?" He asked breathlessly, his tail pushing deeper, smiling as he found Roderich's prostrate and made the other moan loudly, his back arching into Gilbert even more.

"Ah~~~~!" Roderich couldn't think straight- - -Gilbert's hand on his erection and his tail brushing against his prostrate made him unable to gather any of his thoughts. "Fine..." Gilbert's tail brushed against his prostrate again and he gasped. "Ah...again...Gilbert..." They were both panting hard, and Roderich placed his hands on Gilbert's shoulders, his grip tightening every time their hips connected or Gilbert's tail moved inside him.

"Roderich..." Gilbert panted, using his hand to trail down Roderich's stomach and lower his pants, kissing and sucking on Roderich's neck. Roderich groaned, his hand flying up to cup Gilbert's hair.

Gilbert's tail was removed, and Roderich surprised himself and Gilbert by letting out a moan of disappointment. Flushing a red that had nothing to do with their current activities, Roderich propped himself up on his elbows as Gilbert leaned up to press another kiss to Roderich's lips.

"This might hurt." He panted warningly; Roderich closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around Gilbert's neck, placing his head in the crook of Gilbert's neck. Gilbert placed on hand on Roderich's shoulder, the other bracing himself on the bed.

Then he entered quickly, Roderich's startled yell muffled by the fact that he bit down as hard as he could on Gilbert's neck. Gilbert let out a drawn-out moan, falling onto his elbow as he pressed kisses all over Roderich's face and neck.


Gilbert was sprawled on the couch in the living room, flipping the channels. His black beanie was on his head, and he glanced at the clock repeatedly to make sure he wouldn't be late. Roderich had allowing him to bring him lunch everyday, and he had a bag by the door with Roderich's lunch in it. He just had to wait until 12:15...

And it was barely 11:42. Dammit.

Gilbert shook his head, returning his attention to the tv once more. Spanish novella...car commercial...a kids show about a hotel...some crime show...law and order...judge show...news station...back to the damn novella. As he continued switching channels, Gilbert resolved to get Roderich to join some sort of cable company. If he had to be stuck at home, he wanted something to watch. The doorbell rang in the middle of switching the channel from the kids show to the crime show and Gilbert, confused, stood up to answer it.

Yao smiled at him on the other side of the door. Gilbert, pulling on his beanie nervously, glanced down the hallway.

"What's up?" He asked as casually as he could, leaning against the doorway. Yao bowed at him and smiled apologetically. Gilbert tilted his head. "Yao?"

"My apologies- - -I cannot refuse direct orders." With that, Yao grabbed Gilbert's arm, pulling him towards the Asian mecha. Gilbert couldn't move, and his shock allowed Yao to reach behind his head, finding the switch on his ear and flipping it, effectively shutting Gilbert off. Gilbert's crimson eyes dimmed instantly, and he would have fallen to the floor had Yao not been in front of him to catch him.


Roderich opened the door to his house, rubbing his eyes underneath his glasses.

"I'm home." He called tiredly, unconsciously bracing himself (lately, Gilbert had taken to pinning him to the door, kissing him almost hungrily as he did so) for Gilbert. When nothing happened, Roderich moved his hand from his eyes and peered around the house curiously. "Gilbert?" Taking off his shoes, Roderich stepped into the house cautiously.

The house was quiet, almost chillingly so, and it made Roderich nervous. Looking around, he saw Gilbert's shoulder bag by the door, a pile of his own books on the table, the phone light blinking- - -

Roderich was at the phone so quickly, he wasn't even aware of him moving. The red light flashed ominously, almost as if it was daring Roderich to press it. For a moment, Roderich just stared at it curiously before deciding he was being stupid and pressed the 'check messages' button.

"You have -three- messages." The automatic voice started. "First message: 'Hello, Roderich-san.'" Roderich jumped slightly at the formal voice that called up at him. "'This is Honda Kiku. You and I have met once before. I am calling now to inform you that Gilbert-san had to be...well, recalled, for lack of a better term currently. Rest assured there is nothing wrong with Gilbert-san. However, I was not sure about you owning him when you have such...objections to him. As you are not allowing Gilbert-san to work as he should, I have decided it would be best on both sides to simply bring him back here and give you a full refund. I apologize for any of the time you must feel to have been wasted with him, and I thank you for your cooperation. Good day, Roderich-san.' -beep-"

Roderich stared, wide-eyed, at the machine before him. As he did, the second message started.

"Second message: '- - -ND ME BACK!' 'Gilbert, stop- - -' 'I WANT TO GO BACK- - -RODERICH!' 'Gilbert-san, please- - -' 'YOU CAN'T DO THIS! SEND ME BACK! RODERICH!' -beep-" The violet-eyed male closed his eyes with a sigh, rubbing them once more under his glasses.

"Third message: 'Hi...um..hi.'" Roderich started at the unfamiliar voice that echoed in the room. "'You don't- - -I mean, uh, th-this is Matthew. I'm a-a friend, eh? Of Gilbert's I mean. And, uh, well- - -hey!' 'You suck at this. Hey!'" Another voice, even louder than before, came on. "'You. Whatever-the-hell-your-name-is. You need to come get Gilbert. He's throwing this huge-ass fit that's completely unnecessary. It's freaking us all out. And since this is your fault- - -hey! Dammit, I wasn't done!' '...hello...'" Roderich blinked as yet another voice came on. "'...Gilbert wants you...you should come get him...' 'Ignore them. Just listen to what they say, and come get Gilbert. That was not a contradictory statement, Saephi, ok?' 'Is this Roderich? Veeee, come get him! Gilbert's so sad, and-and I know Roderich could help him! Please come get him...'" A distant voice came on. "'What are you all doing, aru?' 'Shit, hang it up hang it up!' -beep-" With that hissed order, the message ended.