Disclaimer: I don't own The OC, or Seth or Ryan. I own Matthew however. He's my little pawn. Thanks for that. Kay.

(A.N. Hi. Well, what can I say, tastes have changed. I don't read manga anymore, and don't watch any anime.)

"Another kid? Okay, that's cool, but where's he gonna stay?" a calm voice asked into the receiver of the telephone.

"In the pool house with Ryan in on the couch, I thought. Is that a problem, Seth?" Sandy Cohen asked his son in return.

"Look, I promised your mother I'd never do this again after Ryan, and I told her it's only for a couple of days, so I need you and Ryan to be on your best behavior. Not only for the boy, but for your mother, and when you're out in public. Don't get in trouble."

"Dad, seriously, come on. How often do I get in trouble?"

"It's just a precaution, son." Sandy sighed, "I'll talk to you later, okay?"

"Kay Dad." Seth got ready to hang up. "Oh wait, Dad?"

"Yes, Seth?"

"What's the boy's name?" Seth asked breathlessly.

"Oh," Sandy gave a laugh. "His name is Matthew Baker."

"Thanks, Dad. Love you."

"Love you too, son. Bye."

Later that night, Seth and Ryan sat in Ryan's pool house, discussing this Matthew person over a video game when Sandy knocked on the sliding glass door.

"Hey Seth." He said, sliding it open, his arm set around a thin-shouldered, long-haired individual.

The boy looked up, his eyes sparkling with confidence and delight at his companions.

"Hi." The said blue eyes flashed. "I'm Matthew."

Sandy grinned, patted the boy's shoulder, and Matthew reached up to impress him with a firm handshake.

"Thank you, sir." He said, calmly, genuinely. "For everything."

"You're welcome, Matthew. Don't let these guys bother you. They don't bite."

The boys sat playing the video game for a time, as Matthew lost every round, Seth caught on.

"Dude, are you incompetent? A child could win this game."

Without responding to the question, Matthew shot amusedly, "There's something going on, isn't there."

Ryan and Seth exchanged glances.

"What are you talking about?" Seth asked, confused.

"With you two. Don't lie. I can see it," Matthew laughed, "You two can't keep your paws off each other."

"What?" Ryan asked after a time, his eyebrows furrowing. "You…"

"Ah, my point exactly." Matthew closed his eyes and thumped his head on the mattress behind it and his lips drew into a knowing smile. "I swing that way too. All I'm asking is to be included when and where there is fun. I don't like to be left out." Matthew paused. "Listen," he began again as if striking a deal, "I just want copulation." He thrust himself upon Seth, working the submissive boy's lips quickly and desperately into a deep kiss.

Ryan leapt to the rescue, tugging the offender off of Seth. Seth whimpered, backing himself as close to the sofa bed as possible before changing courses and struggling to Ryan to snuggle to safety under his arm, both boys' eyes wide with shock.

From where he'd been thrown, Matthew drew his knees up and rested back on his palms. He burst out laughing, causing the other two to leap apart, innocently brushing themselves off.

"What?" Ryan braved.

"You two make me laugh. You're hilarious!" he chirped, laughing.

Seth and Ryan began to believe they could retreat to Seth's room after Matthew had fallen asleep. This was the plan they decided to go with. Seth whispered it to Ryan and Ryan nodded.

To their surprise, Matthew dismissed himself for sleep, forcing the other two out, to their supposed sleeping arrangements.

The two said good night to him, still a bit miffed and left the pool house.

Once outside, Seth took the opportunity to kiss Ryan finally as if every minute he wasn't kissing Ryan pained him. Ryan took his hand, ended the kiss, got a mischievous glimmer in his eyes, and rushed the other up to his room.