Secrets

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They often noticed something a bit off about him. Something that seemed strange or different. He himself showed it often being in a hurry for something no one ever knew. Most just thought it was him being himself or him doing something stupid. There's no denying that something did feel a bit odd. Almost like he was hiding something. The question was; What? If even had something to hide. What of all things could he hide? No one bothered to ask him anymore because those who did came back looking like they've been tortured.

After meetings most found it odd that he would run up to the roof, and disappear. It was almost magical. Not even the magic users knew what was up with him. Hell, even his brother didn't know! It was a secret that kept everyone's interest but no one knows what it even is.

The problem with that is that secrets always get told...

It was after the meeting, and even though Gilbert wasn't really a country anymore he still went. People always wondered why he escaped to the roof afterwards. His reasons were simple. It was painful for him to keep hiding his not-so-little secrets so much. It was relief to let them free but not before breaking someone for following him. This time it was Francis.

"What do you want Francey pants?" He heard a squeal from the frenchie.

"Oh nothing!"

"I swear I'll throw you off the roof if you don't get honest and leave."

"Alright! I'm sorry! I just wanted to know what you do up here! I'll go leave."

"Good."

As soon as he heard the door close, he let out his wings almost sighing in relief. Damn, it felt great to let them free after so much confinement. It seems strange that he had wings. No one would really expect that surprise to be hidden away, but his situation was different. He had no choice but to hide them. It would be hell if anyone ever did find out.

Stretching out his wings a bit, he felt more relief fill. He could wait to just fly around and feel free even if he did have to hide in the clouds. Slowly, he backed up getting ready to jump for a good start. Then he ran after full speed with a growing smile before jumping off.

"Gilbert!" He suddenly heard as he rose back up into the air. That's when he noticed Francis standing there looking shocked. Gilbert's breath hitched from the sudden call and out of pure fear. He shook his head and landed shutting the Frenchie up.

"Listen here. You do not say one word about this. Meet me at my house as soon as possible." The venomous tone of his voice caused Francis to shake. All he could manage to do was nod and walk away. As soon as Gilbert was 100 percent sure the Francis left, he paced in frustration eventually flying home while muttering curses.

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It was a pain in the ass having to hide his wings again but it was for the sake of his well being. Luckily, Francis had arrived there a few minutes after he did so he had time to hide them no matter how energy draining it is.

"Alright, you must have so many questions."

"Actually I only have one."

"Ask away."

"Why do you have wings?"

"It's a long story that I really don't want to explain. Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"...Where are they?"

"Well, I can do this thing where I can hide them, but it's drains my energy if I do it too long." After that a long silence filled the room.

"...can I see them?"

"Sure, just give me a minute." It was pain getting the wings to appear again. The damn wings were just a pain in the ass. Although, he did like flying, so that was a plus.

"Amazing..."

"You're damn right their amazing! Alright here some rules. Don't tell anyone, if you do I will skin you alive. Don't touch them. And finally, keep everyone from ever finding out. You're lucky that I didn't murder you."

"Okay."

"Good. Now get out." With that Francis left. Sighing in relief, Gilbert went to his room and laid on the bed. He was tired and needed some sleep. Which he only needed because of all the energy he had to drain because of people. Not long after he drifted off to some nicely need sleep.