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The Story continues~
Series: Axis Powers Hetalia
Pairings Featured: PruCan and slight FrUK
Characters Appearing: Matthew Williams (Canada), Gilbert Beilschmidt (Prussia), Arthur Kirkland (England/Britain/UK), and Francis Bonnefoy (France). Along with Kumajiro, Gilkatze (Prussia-Cat), and Erable (Canada-Kitty)
Characters Mentioned: Feliciano Vargas (Italy), Ludwig Beilschmidt (Germany), and Alfred F Jones (America)
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Matthew yawned, sitting up with a stretch. Due to being wrapped up in his blanket, his blond hair was once again a bird's nest.
Just like it was when Gilbert first arrived.
Gilkatze was laying in between him and Gilbert, snuggled up to Erable in an almost possessive way.
Matthew looked past them and smiled.
Gilbert was wrapped in a black blanket he rescued from his brother's house and was still sleeping peacefully.
A bit a drool running down his chin.
His rustled silver hair just barely covering his closed eyes.
On a whim, Matthew reached his arm over and ran his fingers through Gilbert's hair.
"Soft and Smooth..." Matthew thought to himself, as he ran his fingers through the hair.
"Birdie likes mien awesome hair?" came Gilbert's voice suddenly which startled the Canadian.
Matthew pulled his hand back to see Gilbert's red eyes staring up at him.
Gilbert smirked, sitting up so he was at eye level with Matthew.
"I wasn't doing anythin-"
Gilbert leaned and kissed Matthew gently on the forehead, causing Matthew's face to turn a shade of pink.
Gilkatze flicked his tail, hitting Erable in the face.
Erable meowed annoyed but didn't move.
"So Mattie, I've been meaning to ask..." Gilbert started as Matthew gently stroked Gilkatze's fur.
"Ask what Gilb- Nnn!" Matthew choked on his words when Gilbert wrapped a finger around his curl.
"What's up with this curl? I know Feli has one but West told me never to touch it or he'd snap my fingers in half." Gilbert yammered on, tugging on the curl with one finger as he spoke.
Matthew kept his hand clamped on his mouth, his eyes squeezed shut.
"Mattie? You okay?" Gilbert asked, finally noticing the condition he was in.
"G-Gil....pl-please let go...o-of my...curl..." Matthew was able to gasp out, opening his eyes to look at Gilbert who released his curl.
Matthew let out a deep sigh of relief shutting his eyes for a minute.
Gilbert gave a smirk.
"Birdie?" He asked suddenly.
"Yeah Gil-maple!" Matthew jumped when he opened his eyes to see Gilbert was leaning right to his face. "Uhm....y-yes?" Matthew asked.
It was at that moment that Matthew's phone started to ring. Matthew, glad for the distraction answered it, not noticing Gilbert looking like he wanted to smash the phone for being a cockblock.
"Hello?" Matthew yelped into the phone without realizing.
Gilbert grumbled next to him but leaned to the phone to hear the conversation.
"Well that was unnecessary, Matthew." came the voice on the other end.
"I'm s-sorry, Arthur." Matthew responded.
Arthur Kirkland sipped a cup of his tea and continued, "So how are you? Alfred's words didn't hurt you, did they?"
"N-no I'm fine...no its fine..." Matthew answered,"...are you still at Papa's house?"
Arthur coughed on his tea resulting in a snicker from Gilbert.
"What?! No! I am in my own bloody house! Not that frog's house!" Arthur shouted into the phone.
"Umm..." Matthew responded.
"Bonjour Matthieu~!" suddenly Francis Bonnefoy squealed into the phone.
"Bloody hell?!" Arthur yelped, setting the phone down. Having probably spotted the Frenchman in his kitchen where the other phone was as his voice now moved onto Francis' line. "Frog! WHY THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU IN MY HOUSE?!" Arthur screamed, causing Gilbert to break into hysteric laughter.
"Oh Angleterre, I've come to visit~" Francis replied, having set his phone down too.
"Francis! Let go of me! Stop trying to take my shirt off!" Arthur screamed in the background.
Not wanting to hear his former guardians getting it on, Matthew hung up.
His face red from embarrassment.
Gilbert's face was red from him laughing too hard.
Gilkatze hissed at his owner, jumping off the bed. Erable falling after him with a thump. Gilkatze stopped and raced back over to the fallen Erable, purring and licking his head to comfort him.
"Awww, look Birdie. The awesome Gilkatze is taking care of your cat." Gilbert said, seeing the two cats on the floor.
Matthew smiled. "Erable does look happy in a way." he thought to himself.
While he was deep in thought, Gilbert smiled at what he was about to do.
"Mattie~" Gilbert purred.
Matthew snapped out of his gaze when Gilbert's hands suddenly gripped the sides of his face.
"Gil?" Matthew asked, startled by the movement.
Gilbert gave him a grin before pressing their lips together.
Kumajiro popped his head out of the basket that was his make-shift bed. He glanced over at the bed to see that albino guy locking lips with the guy that always made him food.
"Called it." He said very bluntly.
"Called it." came Kumajiro's chirp.
Gilbert released Matthew's mouth and smirked.
Matthew's eyes, still wide open from the surprise kiss stared back at Gilbert.
"So cute~" Gilbert said, grinning at Matthew.
Embarrassed by the kiss, Matthew hid under his blanket, rolling it into a type of cocoon.
"Mattie, don't hide yourself from this awesomeness." Gilbert said as he tried to find a loose edge of the cocoon so he could pull the Canadian out but couldn't seem to find one. "No! I'll do what I want!" came the muffled yelps of Matthew.
Gilbert smiled, wrapping his arms around the rolled up Canadian.
"E-eh?!" he yelped from in the blanket cocoon.
"Mien Birdie~!" Gilbert shouted, rolling all over the bed with the rolled up Canadian in his arms.
"Gil stop please!" Matthew yelped again.
"Kesesese!" Gilbert laughed.
Matthew finally popped his head out to shoot Gilbert a glare.
Gilbert tapped him gently on the nose. "Cute~" He purred.
Matthew tried to wiggle out of Gilbert's grasp and failed.
"...why did you kiss me?" Matthew asked.
Gilbert's smile fell.
"Well...uhm...how do I put this?" He said, trying to get his thoughts together.
Matthew stared at him, waiting for an answer.
"Well um...Ich liebe dich, Vögelchen..." Gilbert mumbled.
"What?" Matthew asked, catching only two of the words.
"Gott! I love you, Birdie!" Gilbert practically yelled.
Matthew's eyes widened.
"W-what?" Matthew stuttered out.