"Cleaning time!~, eh?"

*piyo**piyo*, Gilbird squeaks as Mattie made his way to their room.

"He's a neat freak. I think his closet is just fine..." he though, knowing his Prussian values.

*piyo* the cute yellow chick perches in a hanger beside Gilbert's closet.

Pulling the bed sheet off, he sneezes...

Sniffing and wiping his nose, "How could a bed get so dusty?"

He adjusted his large glasses and notice something sparking: silver stands floating in the air.

"H-Hair?" he looks at the wooden floor closely and gasps in terror, "This is... Gilbert's hair!!"

He quickly went to the bathroom and saw clumps of silver hair in the sink, floor, tub, everywhere.

A strong pain hit him, it clenches his chest and head hard. Worry and doubt danced inside his thoughts, driving him insane.

He went to Gil's closet and opened it, but was locked.

The strong Canadian he is, he pulled it with great force and the lock broke at once, Gilbird flies in fright.

Much to his shock, hundreds of empty pill bottles flooded out to the floor.

And several wigs, resembling his hair, hangs there.

Crumpled balls of paper caught his attention, they were stuffed in every corner of his closet. He picks one and opened with a nervous gulp.

His throat shuts off, heart beating loud like a bass drum, head dizzy and vision fading to white; the first paragraph drove him to the edge and fainted.

"Stage III Cancer ... Terminal ... 3 months remaining to live..."

That evening...

"Birdie! I'm home!~" he held a bunch of lilies with him,

*blow*

A punch greets him instead of the usual sweet smile of Matthew.

"W-What's wrong?" he whimpers, he looked at the angry Canadian.

Mattie looks down on him and growls, "That's my line."

"I-I don't understand Mat--"

"STOP FUCKING AROUND!!"

"..." Gilbert did not expected that his birdie would find out this way,

Mattie drops some empty pill bottles and his wigs in front of him.

"Why? Why not tell me sooner, you little piece of shit I hate you..." Mattie sobs,

"I-I was looking for the perfect time birdie--"

"FUCK OFF!" he turns his back after he blurted such a word to him

Gil stood up and hugged his lover from behind, he whispers in an apologetic tone, "I'm so sorry birdie.. I did not know what to do..." he weeps,

His tears wet the Canadian's shoulder.

"We'll find a way..." Matthew mutters, "I'll do everything in my power to save you... I promise..."

Antonio paid a visit that noon.

He was treated with hospitality and was permitted to join them with lunch.

Obviously enough, the atmosphere was gloomy, cold, sad and lifeless. Mattie had no appetite, he keeps playing with his meal. His eyes dark and breaths wary and shallow. Gilbert eats his meal slowly, very weak and weary.

Antonio started, "I talked with the boss this morning, he decided to let you spend your final month with Mattie. He also gives you your salary in advance and a little extra money to go with that, meaning your insurance, and he also offers his utmost sorry..."

Nobody responded.

The Spaniard wipes his mouth, he had finished his meal. He slowly stood up, "Gracias, and--" he cuts off, not knowing what words are fitting to say anymore. He just shook his head and walked his way out of the door.

But before Antonio steps a foot in the threshold, Gilbert pats his back.

All the emotion and sadness welling up in the Spanish heart of Antonio overfills. He weeps and hugged his bestfriend, "Lo siento.. I am so sorry, Gil... Goodbye... I'll see you again someday, si?"

"Ja, danke.. Thank you, thank you, ... s-so much for everything. For the fun 4 years we spent together as the bestest of friends, Thank you..." Gil's harsh voice struggles with sobs.

.......

Matthew strokes the bald had of Gilbert as it rests upon his legs.

The living room had no life anymore. The flowers are all wilted and dead even the fresh lilies Gilbert brought earlier, the lights are flickering and the floor was littered with empty pill bottles.

"When did your cancer started, Gil?"

"I-I began feeling so weak and always fainted in the middle of my work... Antonio took me to the hospital and here and there, and... A stage three cancer, there was nothing I can do.. "

"Why not tell me? Why didn't tell me sooner?"

"Because I know you'll be sad and upset and seeing you like that crushes the every life of me.."

Mattie bit his lip until it bled, his weakening voice pricks his heart and soul.

"I-I want us to spend my last weeks back in my home ... In Germany, ... Bitte?" Gil whispers,

"Yes." Mattie agreed.

It was the last best thing he could do for Gilbert now: fulfill his last wish.

"Danke..." Gil closes his eyes,

"You're welcome.. I love you, Gil."

"I love you too, mein birdie."

Berlin, Germany.

Gilbert, on a wheelchair smiles as he enters his long abandoned home. He looks around and took his time taking everything in, seeing the old family pictures and the memorable parts of the room makes his eyes wet and painful.

"Bruder." a deep voice welcomes them, "Welcome back."

"Ludwig!" his smile lightened up, "I missed you! C'mere!" he held his arms open wide,

His little brother then kneels before him and hugged him tight, "I missed you too.. I am so sorry."

"Now, now, West, don't make me cry~" despite his words, he still cried.

At the dining table,

Even with the delicious meal, it tasted bitter as hell. They just couldn't bring themselves to enjoy it, knowing Gilbert's condition.

"How many days left?" Ludwig mutters, but his bass-like voice still echoes through the dead silent room.

"2 weeks." Mattie answers.

Not being able to bear the pain and sadness anymore, Ludwig broke down into tears and violently weeps. Mattie follows suit and then Gilbert...

It was the worst dinner they ever had in their lives.

His house had a very nice scenery, their backyard was vast and was covered in tall green grass and the wind brushing the field with it's gentle breeze, the grass ruffles and produces a solemn and calm sounding song.

Gil sat there, staring at the distance.

"Bruder." Ludwig calls, Gilbert slowly tuned his head over his shoulder, "They're here to see you."

Mattie pushes his wheelchair to the living room, Gil was met with some certain important people, his eyes widen in shock and he stretches into a shaky smile.

"Eliza! Feli! Lovi!" he squeals, he was very happy to see them again. (he forgot to say Roddy)

"Oh my God, Gillie!~" a beautiful relative of Gil, Elizabeta Hedervary, gasps in horror, he brushes her soft fingers along the corners of his pale face as tears flows down to her soft cheeks.

"I am so sorry, Gilbert." Roderich Edelstein, another relative of his, bows his head in dismay.

Feliciano restrained his loud weeping voice as Lovino held his tears back muttering, "Fucking shit-pickles, I am not crying, fuck, fuck... *sob*..ahhh~ fuck this shit..."

"Let's just talk about something nice." Gil laughs. He's accepted everything anyway and he wants to spend their final moments together happy.

They spent the whole day talking about positive and beautiful memories.

--Time skip (too painful to narrate everything)--

A soft yellow glow of the sun touches the green fields, a beautiful Sunday morning. Gil and Mattie are up early to enjoy such a view with hot cups of coffee.

"Birdie?..." his voice barely reaches his partners ears, so soft and weak, it represented the nearing end of the Prussian.

"Yes?" Mattie responds, he was alert and eager.

"Let me rest upon your legs."

Mattie slowly supported the poor German to his side then gently and carefully supported his head to his leg.

"Birdie, tell me.. for the last time, what do you like about me?"

Mattie lets out a chuckle, "Your personality. Even though it's annoying.. I love it to death!~ You're loud, childish and so clingy! Very sweet and romantic, a man who never forgets those you hold dear and you care for them deeply. Also, you're kind in your own special way and there are so much, so much more...I just can't bring myself to explain it in words, sorry..."

"It's fine.. I understand. My turn!~" he playfully smiles, "You're silent and relaxed, and I think that's cute as hell!~ You're AWESOME!~ when you love, there's not stopping you... Your persistence drives me drunk in love!!...Mein Gott, there are no words that describes my love for you! Mein birdie~"

"Thanks..." Mattie blushes, flattered by the words. "Our love is immeasurable... We proved that right..."

"Hell yeah we did..." Gil chuckles, nodding slowly in agreement.

Mattie did not want to stop Gil from talking, he's letting let it all go; the emotions and feeling stacked up only to be released this day.

"Danke, mein birdie, ... For giving me love through all these years, for taking care of me..."

"I also want to thank you... Gil, you have been very special to me and you'll always be... Thank you for the fun and memorable memories with you."

"And West?" he calls out. Even though his voice was carried by the wind, Ludwig hears it, listening from the other side of the wall, "Be a good boy for me will ya? Thank you so much, bruder.. Danke.."

Ludwig kneels down the ground and weeps, gripping his hair tight and bowing his head down to the ground in despair.

"I'm glad you came to my life, Mattie..." he turns his face back to his lover, "I want to touch you for the last time..."

Mattie slowly lifted him up. Face to face, they both cried out of the mood of the moment and emotion.

Each drop of tear counts the seconds left...

Foreheads bump, nose to nose, Gil smiles at his lover, who was crying uncontrollably, "Ich ... Liebe .. Dich... Matthew Williams, mein precious birdie.." he whispers, voice so silent and raspy, his hour glass runs out of sand...

"Je t'aime aussi, Gilbert Beilschimdt... I love you, so much..." he shakes and gasps between sobs, he was not ready for this moment. There was so much pain... and he still couldn't believe that it would end up this way.

Gilbert's cold fingers run across Matthew's face, Mattie softly held his hand and brings it to his lips, kissing it lightly. Gil smiles ever so softly and rests his head on Matthew's shoulder and stayed like that for a short while, savoring every last drop of milliseconds he had left on feeling his lover's warm embrace. He lets out a cold breath then...

Stop...

"Gil?... Gil?" he whispers to him yet Gil didn't answer him back..

Realizing what happened, he broke down to a very loud and emotional cry. He screams his voice out as he held his cold lover in his arms.

"Ich liebe dich jeden Tag, birdie..."

*black out*

Darker!Shade of Awesome's message:

CONGRATULATIONS FOR MAKING IT THROUGH,THANKS FOR THE READS AND SORRY, THAT'S ALL I HAVE TO SAY. *hides*

*whispers* happy valentines~