Matthew sighed as he rested his forehead against the cool metal of his locker, closing his eyes briefly. The faint 'drip, drip' of water from one of the showers could be heard, mingling with the distant noise of kids getting ready for their next classes. Letting out a small groan, he pushed himself off the locker and pulled a t-shirt out of it, wincing as he slipped it on.

Gilbert had roughed him up again earlier that day, right before school. The albino's laughter was still ringing in Matthew's ears as he fingered the bruises, letting a puff of air out from between his teeth.

"Hey, birdie."

Matthew squeaked, flushing as he jumped around to face whoever was behind him. Gilbert was standing in the entrance of the locker room, leaning against the frame and smirking. Pushing himself off, he sauntered over to where Matthew was standing, and put a constricting hand on his shoulder.

"I expect you have the homework done, since you certainly took a long enough time in the library." Gilbert sneered, his eyes narrowing as Matthew ducked his head nervously. "W-well, I was talking with Alfred over our class project and I didn't really get it all done..." Matthew whispered, swallowing hard.

"Can't even follow the smallest of commands, can you?"

Matthew's eyes went wide as Gilbert shoved him in the chest, sending the blonde backwards into the wall. His head cracked against the cement wall, and he let out a small moan of pain as he cradled the back of his head in his hands. "I want it done before the day is over, idiot." Gilbert hissed, squatting down and pressing his hand to the center of Matthew's chest to keep him down.

"Okay, okay, I will!" Matthew tried pushing Gilbert off him, but the older had height and strength on his side as he watched the Canadian struggle. A smirk grew on his face as Matthew gave up, glaring up at the albino through his blonde hair. His glasses were knocked askew, and his face was flushed a deep red.

"I'll get the homework done, just let me go." Matthew mumbled, looking away from Gilbert. His head dropped down to his chest, and he closed his eyes slightly as Gilbert laughed. "You better, or-"

Matthew looked up in confusion as Gilbert stopped, and his eyes widened as they fell upon the orb of light glowing underneath Gilbert's t-shirt. Slowly looking down at his own chest, he could see a faint yellow light underneath his own, and his and Gilbert's eyes met at the same time.

"Oh hell no."