Okay, so here's the second chapter on time! Not late! It's a complete shock for me. I usually screw up and forget to up date... Oh, and thank you guys so much for all the wonderful reviews! And to all that alerted/favourited! I love you guys! Sorry... Well, enjoy this chappie!

My eyes fluttered open when I felt someone shaking me awake. I tried to paw away at the thing, but it just shook harder.

"Wake up Mattie, your boyfriends here." It wasn't the familiar voice that made my eyes fly open, but what he had said and the realization that I had slept later than I had planned to. So I shot up, nearly knocking over Alfred, and ran to my closet.

"Thanks Al! You're a real lifesaver!" To be truthful, I don't know whether that was ment to be sarcastic or not. Anywho, I quickly ran a brush through my hair and changed into the clothes I had sorta chosen for the occasion.

Well, after leaving the bathroom I waltzed downstairs to where Dad, Al and Gil stood. Dad was looking at Gil skepticly and Al was looking at him with the upmost hate. Sometimes I wondered why they had such ill feelings toward Gil, then I remembered that Gil sort of had a... Reputation, around town.

Gil smiled at me as I dessended the stairs, soon followed by my family looking back at me.

"Wow..." They all said at the same time. I gave them a confused look, and looked down at my clothing. Now, I hadn't really planned on what I was going to where, and I really only grabbed what my hands touched, much to the contrairy of my earlier statement. So when I looked down to see my least favourite shirt, a black and plaid long sleeve and a pair of black skinny jeans, I blushed extremely. It was my least favourite shirt for a reason. It hugged me tight and showed off some curves I had that really only girls have... And skinny jeans were just gay. I know, ironic right? Not to say I didn't look good in the clothes, everyone always said I did, I just was more found of my loose shirts, hoodies and normal jeans.

"Hey guys..." Alfred mumbled something and walked out of the room. Dad probably just stayed to chew Gil out about safe driving and other shit his own parents wouldn't.

"Well, Mattie, why don't you wear that shirt more often?" Gilbert asked in his sexiest tone... Well, the tone I found sexiest.

"Cause it makes me look like a chick!" I snapped back, which only made Gil laugh. He was probably about to say something about how I always look like a chick, but he was interuppted by my good old loving dad.

"Now, listen here you bloody wanker. If you even dare break my boys heart, or even think about touching him, I swear to god I will hunt you down and murder you." My fathers words left Gil speachless and all he did was nod. Though my dad didn't really care about what Alfred did, or what others did to Alfred, he was so protective about me it was scary and most thought he was my older brother, not my dad.

"Right dad. I'll be sure he doesn't lay a hand on me. Scouts honor." I crossed my heart and my dad smiled.

"Have fun you fool." He hugged me then kissed me on the cheek. I blushed deeply and Gil tried to conceal his laughter.

"Bye dad." He released me then set off to the kitchen, most likely to make his horrid food.

"I like your dad, though he scares the living shit out of me!" I laughed and pulled him outside before my dad changed his mind about letting me go out with the resident bad boy.

"Sooo, where we eatin'?" I asked calmly, though my heart was racing inside my chest. Gil smiled but kept his eyes on the road.

"It's a surprise darlin'." He said, that smirk still on his face. God, I hated surprises. Last time I thought something was a surprise for my birthday, it turned out to be my dad's bachelor party... I never looked at my dad the same way again.

I shook my head, ridding myself of creepy pedophile-ly thoughts. And I stared at Gilbert. My first friend. My best friend. Now that I think about it, I can't even remember how we even met, or how we became friends. Seriously, we were polar opposites. he was snarky and loud, I was polite and quiet. He wore punk/rock clothes, I wore lazy day clothes. He lived in an huge fucking mansion, I lived in a fairly small semi. See, so different. But we just kinda clicked, like chocolate icing on a vanilla cupcake! Wait... that sounds wrong...

For the rest of the ride, we talked about things we had done the previous march break, but since we had spent almost the whole break together, we mostly reminised on our days together. Though, we didn't talk long because soon, we had arrived at the place Gil was taking me.

"No way! Red Lobster? Seriously? For a first date?" I asked in shock. This was so unlike Gilbert. I was surprised he hadn't taken me to some burger joint.

"What? Are you really surprised?" I shook my head and smiled. I was really here with Gil, on the date I had been waiting for for years. I knew we'd get weird looks from the people around us, but I didn't care. I was with Gilbert and that was all that mattered.

"Um, Matt? It might help if you exited the car." Gilbert told me from outside my locked door. I blushed brightly before opening it and nearly falling on my face. Thankfully, Gil was there to catch me. "Damn, you really can't be straight while I'm around!"(-Accident!) I blushed at his comment, hoping he just ment walking straight. I pulled myself out of his arms and began walking towards the restaurant.

The waiter looked at us oddly, but shrugged it off as two friends going out for dinner. Or at least I hope she did. She lead us to a table near the back, but open to the windows facing the highway. Though we were in the part of town that was a little run down and old and polluted, you couldn't hate living here. If you took the time, you found it was a wonderful place.

"Your waitress will be here in a moment, is there anything I can get you to drink?" She asked as she set down the menus infront of us.

"Could I have a coke?" The waitress wrote down his order and looked at me.

"Could I just have a glass of water?" She nodded and wrote it down.

"I'll be back in a moment!" She said in her overly cheery voice and left. As soon as she was gone, Gil let out a deep sigh.

"Thank god. One downfall of this place is that the waiters are always so damn happy." I knew he was trying to be his pessimistic self, but that small smile on his lips made me giggle like a little girl.

"You're so right!" I laughed and Gil joined me. But our 'joy' was short lived as a girl I supposed was our waitress with a tray with our drinks on it. She walked toward us and set our drinks on the table.

"Okay guys, are you ready to order?" We nodded and Gil relayed his choice to the waitress. When the waitress looked at me, we gasped simultaniously.

"Mattie? What are you doing here?" She asked me.

"I could ask you the same thing Juliea! I thought you were going to work at your aunt's sewing shop!" I said exitedly. It had been years since I saw my childhood friend!

"Fuck no was I working at that dump! Well it's not more a a shock for me!" She leaned down towards me. "And who's he?" She asked and I blushed scarlet.

"He's a...friend..." Juliea laughed and strightened up.

"Yea, sure! I'll keep that in mind. Well, be back in a few minutes." And she walked back to the kitchen. I laughed quietly to myself and reurned to the moment t hand.

"Who was she?" Gil asked with a tone in his voice I didn't reconize.

"Oh, Juliea? Just a childhood friend is all."

"Oh." Was All he replied with.

"So, what you been up to lately? We haven't really hung out in a while. And by a while I mean a few days." I tried to start a conversation, the heavy atmosere bothering me.

"Oh, not much. Just went on a small vacation with my family recently. If you can call it that." He mumbled and I sighed.

"Well, if I may be one to say, I'm glad you finally asked me out." I kinda blurted out. Almost immediately after I said that my face heated up like a hot air baloon and I stared down at my plate.

"HA! I knew you couldn't resist my awsomeness enough to refuse me! Kesesese!" I looked up and saw Gil smiling blindly at me. At least the tension was gone.

"Nope, I guess I couldn't." I say, but I smile a small smile back at him. Juliea returned with our food, and we began eating.

"I'll be back in a few minutes." Gil said suddenly getiing up from his seat and placing his napkin beside his plate. When he left I huffed out a breath of relief. And as I waited for my date to return, I watched the place fill up slowly but surely. But it wasn't until a man with long blond hair and a girl with brown pigtails held in ribbons sat at the table opposite ours that I really payed attention. When they sat down and I could get a good look at his face, I gasped. It was Jacob from the grocery store! Shocking that that was only this morning.

My eyes fluttered to my plate in hopes he wouldn't see me, seeing as the way e seemed to act this morning, if he saw someone he liked, he'd talk/annoy them.

"Oh mon dieu! Look who we have here!" Oh god, please no. have mercy on me this one time? I looked up from my plate and my previous smile slipped into a frown.

"It's petite Mathieu!" The blond Jacob exclaimed. I grimanced at his overly-cheery attidude.

"H-hello." I mumbled. When would Gil get back?

"What is such a joli garcon doing here all by his lonesome?" He asked with a smirk.

"I'm not alone." I said curtly, wanting this conversation to be over.

"Oh so you are on a date, or maybe diner avec ton famille?" God this guy liked speaking french, and being annoying.

"I don't think it's any of your buisness." I looked over and Gilbert was standing there with his hands on his hips like a chick(a very hot chick at that). "And I would appreciate it if you stop harrasing my boyfriend." Jacob smiled at Gil despite the tension in the air. I blushed to myself that Gil called me his boyfriend on the first date.

"I was doing no such thing mon ami. Mais I should be getting back to mon petite ami. Au revoir." And he went to sit back at his table with the girl.

I looked back at Gil and saw him calling a waitress to get our bill. I pouted a little and said, "No desert?" At that comment Gil smiled.

"Not here no, but somewhere else." We laughed a little, payed the bill and left to get into Gil's car.

Phew! All finished! I really hope you guys liked it! I worked my ass off on it! Just kidding, but yea. So Juliea is just a random OC I don't even remember why I put in... Maybe just for a little bit of Jealous Gil... But I think I failed... I just remembered that I totally forgot the disclaimer and translations in the last chapter *facepalm* so I'm going to make sure to do one this time!

Phen does not own Hetalia in any way WHATSOEVER! But, however, I do own Juliea!

Okay, now translations: (Sorry if my Canadian-French is off, though I have been learning it for years... I still suck!)

mon dieu-My god

petite-Small/Little

joli garcon-Pretty Boy

avec ton famille-With Your Family

Mais-But

Au revoir-Goodbye

Yea, I think that's it.

Well, Review please!

Love, Phen 13