Make it Sappy!

Black Mail...

An obnoxious alarm was ringing in my ears. It was 6 a.m and we had to get to school. I stretched myself out while Gil flailed around trying to get the alarm to shut up, and a tiny squeak escaped my lips. He looked at me for a moment with a look of surprised but quickly dismissed it with his 'Kesesese!' and slight blush. I sat up and rubbed my aching back, it hurt so bad after sleeping on the floor. I woke up several times that night and in turn now I have bags under my eyes. I sleepily rubbed my eyes and had clothes thrown at me. I didn't take the clothes hanging on my head off right away, I took in the sent of cologne and wurst. When I did pull it off my hair tried following, but unfortunately ended up in a tangled mess. "Jou look horrible!" "Thanks for being blunt." I sneered. Did I forget to mention I am not a morning person? "If jou let me finish I vas going to say zhat is vhy jou should sleep on zhe bed." "You look just as bad eh?!" I whisper retaliated. We got ready and I slipped on his clothes and tamed my hair. His clothes fit me right, I blushed slightly at the thought even though there was no reason to blush at wearing a friends shirt. When I finally woke up 100% I apologized to Gil. "Sorry Gil, I'm not a morning person.." "I can see. Kesesese!" He grinned. "Ve got to go before be are late! I have someone I can't vait for jou to meet today!" He grabbed my hand and we left the house, getting on the motorcycle to leave. He reared up the motorcycle and I whisper shouted through the helmet, "Are you trying to give me a heart attack this early in the morning?" "Sorry not sorry birdie!!" And we sped off.

At our first class a girl I didn't recognize walked in. She wore a green dress and had wavy chestnut hair that went down her back. She was the girl from the picture. A little 'twang' went through my chest, I felt very uncomfortable and shifted slightly in my seat. She took a seat behind Gil who then introduced me. "Liz! This is Matthew! Birdie this is Elizabeta!" "Hello, nice to meet you." She greeted me with a warm smile. "You're Hungarian." I picked up on the accent. "Yes!!" She was delighted how well I recognized her accent. "You are too quiet to be American..." She began to interrogate where I was from. "My step brother Alfred is American, I'm Canadian." She gasped in delight, "You're Canadian?! Can you say 'about' for me? Ohhh what about 'eh?' Does that mean you speak French??" She fired questions at me. "A-Aboot." I fumbled. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Gilbert's face turn pink when I said the word. He seems to do it every time. "And yes I speak French although not all Canadians speak it, eh?" I shyly smiled. She was very nice, and for some reason it pained me to see how well she got along with Gil. The bell rang and she walked out with Prussia, I ignored the nagging feeling in my chest and moved to my next class.

"Francis.." I nervously tapped his shoulder. "Hm? What is it mon ami?" "Just a question, how long has Elizabeta and Gil known each other?" I felt stupid asking. "Since they were petite, they've been friends longer than I've been with him. Why?" "I was curious, they seemed really close." "Ya, many people are surprised they haven't gone out yet." He shrugged. The thought nagged at me all of French class. Luckily the bell rang and I could go to lunch.

We made our way to a table and sat down together, Gilbert, Antonio, Francis, Lovino, Feliciano, Ludwig and I. But my main focus was on Elizabeta, who was sitting with a Japanese boy. You could practically see the steam leaving her ears and nose as she was intently explaining something to the boy as he returned a focused and intent expression. I could only wonder what they were talking about, since yesterday the Japanese boy's face never faltered at staying expressionless. Something else caught my eye though. Gilbert wasn't eating again today. He didn't have a lunch yesterday either. I offered him some pancakes I packed but he said no. Then I offered to buy him lunch but he refused. "Why won't he eat lunch?" I pondered. Yet again for the third time today the bell rang, sending me to Literature. I sighed sitting down next to Alfred, "Yo Mattie bro where were you the other night?!" He punched my shoulder. "You realized I was gone?" I asked. "Well, I know I can forget about you sometimes, but Artie made a good point!" "Wanker my name is Arthur, not Artie!" "And my name is Alfred, not wanker." Alfred retorted with a smug grin, earning a huff from Arthur. "A hero never forgets his bro!" He grinned. "Well let's see if that's true." I thought. Elizabeta was in this class, she sat down next to me, and behind me was Ivan. "Hello Mattie!" She already gave me a nickname. "Hi." I sheepishly smiled at her. "Well she actually remembered me these past four hours." She actually got along well with Alfred and Arthur, and I caught her giving glances and smirks towards them, occasionally writing things down. I looked over since she didn't acknowledge me and saw "Alfred x Arthur"

Oh so she is one of those people. She saw I noted her writings, ship names, story ideas, etc. I looked up and saw her glaring at me, not evilly, but I wouldn't expect what was coming next. She grabbed my wrist and dragged me out the room, the teacher assumed she was going to the bathroom since he didn't notice me. Once we made it to an empty hall she whipped her head around. "You saw that didn't you?" I nodded, slightly scared by the intimidating aurora she gave off, but it wasn't anything compared to Ivan. "Hmmm..." She thought aloud, "Your brother and his friend would not like it if they heard of this." She added emphasis on 'this.' We both knew what she meant. She was planning on writing some gay story about them. To my luck Gilbert was strolling by. "Birdie!!!" He waved and jogged over. "Gil!" She smiled. All I did was give a small wave. They gave each other a high five, and Gilbert engulfed me with a hug. I blushed and Elizabeta took note of this. "Aww that's cute." She smiled innocently, but I knew. I knew very well what she was thinking. "Isn't he?! He spent zhe night at my house last night and-!" He scruffed my hair, luckily avoiding my curl. My face was heating up, out of embarrassment and what Elizabeta was thinking. I don't think Gil knows. "GET BACK HERE!!!" We all averted our attention to a security guard down the hall, sharpie painted on his face. And boy was he mad, and only one person would have done this. Gil. "KESESESE!!! JOU'LL NEVER CATCH ME ALIVE!!!" He declared, booking it down the hall. "Tell me about it later!" She hollered after him. Soon he was out of sight. The security guard ran towards us,"Which way did he go?!" We both faked a sigh and pointed the opposite way, "He's heading to the gym." We said in sync, leading the guard in the wrong direction. Once he left we both laughed. "So what was he saying about you spending the night at his house last night?" She held a smug look on her face. "Nothing.." I tried hiding behind my hair. "Listen Mattie, I have a six sense for this thing. I predict it~!" She said the last part rather ghostly. "Listen, wether you know right now or not, you like him." She folded her arms over her chest. "E-Eh?!" "I'll make jou a deal, which has a lot of benefits for me." She smiled, "You tell me what happened last night, tell no one of what you saw on my notebook, AND let me write a story about you two, you won't have to worry about a certain Prussian knowing about your crush~" "I don't have-!" My whisper shout was interrupted. "Matthew, I'm always right about this thing. I also know your brother and Arthur will end up hooking up." I blushed, "R-Really?" I started giving in. She nodded. "Well we played video games, told each other aboot ourselves.. He also lectured me for almost getting hit by a truck.." "You were almost hit by a truck?" "Mnhm. It freaked me out when Gil first noticed me since people usually don't acknowledge me, and I ran into an intersection where he saved me..." She took a mental note, obviously going to add that to our "FanFiction." "He gave me pjs and clothes to wear and we got here." "Wait a minute... Gilbert only has two pairs of pajamas, the one he sleeps in all the time and the bird onesie he got as a funny gift..." She smirked when she understood, "So you wore a bird onesie, quite convenient since he calls you birdie." She took another mental note. The bell rang, we ran back to class and she wrote something down on a piece of paper and shoved it in my hand. "Text me later I still have questions!" And she dashed out the room to her next class. "I guess I'll have to answer unless I want her spreading rumors, eh?" I quietly sighed.

I sat down in art class with the bustling group, but only focused on one thing- my blank paper. Once I found inspiration I drew a picture of myself with a mask being taken off my face, with words surrounding it. They said,
"I don't need a mask to blend in with the crowd, I'm already invisible." I set my pencil down and headed to the restroom (for real this time) hoping no one would touch my sketchbook...

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I was recently just hooked on Hetaoni... THE FEELS.

I'm sorry this was posted so late TwT And I'm also sorry for Hungary's butt to just, be there when you upload the chapter X"D anywho y'all should say thanks to EmmaGriggs for getting me to write this, otherwise you probably would have waited a lot longer ^~^; go ahead and check out her profile and have a good day/night!