Chapter 2

Have you ever thought of another person while you're with someone? That shit messes with your mind; it makes you wonder if you're insane. Doesn't it? I found myself thinking about Ivan a week after seeing him in the shower. And I was making out with my old Chinese friend Wang Yao. Yeah, yeah, I know his name, so normally I call him Yao. Well I would typically do my epic cool guy thing and move it on, but I wasn't feeling it. I felt Ivan. I felt his touch and his kiss. I smiled at him and said I was sorry and left. I had spent the rest of the night in my room.

For two weeks afterwards I was sterile as all hell. Well unless you're talking about the privacy of my own bedroom. I never told the guys, I didn't speak of Ivan to them. I didn't let them see me stealing glances at him. Yao was awesome and said nothing about me leaving that one time. Not even Iggy caught on. And he knows more about me then my own brother. Which shocked me. One afternoon in the library. I found myself being more focused on one person rather then the schoolwork I should have been doing.

"Arthur…? Can you help me?" Matthew showed a ninth grade science book to Iggy. He spoke in his usual hushed tone, as he pushed his curl away from his glasses. "It speaks about how bears can…" My brothers voice drifting out of my mind as I tried to focus on my own studies.

I'll tell you this now; my best subject is math. Worse would most likely would be social studies. I am good in all my classes passing for sure, but not like Matthew. He is passing all his classes with a ninety percent average. So this scene wasn't uncommon for the three of us. Francis, on the other hand, normally studies privately in some ones room.

So I was studying for the world literature test reading about German fairy tales.

Note…Germans are screwed up people. I'm wondering how the hell Feliciano can handle being friends with Ludwig. The guy scares the crap out of me. Okay not as much as he does Francis. Don't tell him I told you, okay?

"Alfred? Do you got your old notes from this class?" Iggy asked. He held up the book for me to see and tapped the cover with his free hand.

"Huh?" I looked up and stared at the book. It took a moment for my brain to register the question. "Oh yeah one sec their on my laptop." I opened a red white and blue laptop computer and began to search.

"Thanks Alfred." Matthew said in his hushed voice slightly perked up.

"Whatever dude, I got this." I pulled up the class notes and began the search.

Two things happened at that moment. A, a tall pale guy with purple eyes walked in the library. And number B, I saw him and he saw me. 'Oh fuck Alfred, Ivan saw you.' I mentally swore. 'He's looking right at you.' I froze.

"Whack!" "Alfred!" Iggy hit me with the math notes he had been going over. "Wake up ya git."

"What the hell man?" I rubbed my head. "You could have cut me. And if you had, so help me." I yelled back.

"Well, that's what you get for being a giant wanker." Iggy yelled back.

"Dude, I don't understand shit the your saying." I stood up almost throwing my chair backwards. "Speak friggin' English." I looked passed Ig's and saw Ivan had gone. I huffed and sat down. "Well great. Here take the damn notes." I pushed the computer over Iggy. "Just bring it back to my room later." I stood and started packing up.

"You seem distracted Alfred." Matthew said. He looked scared of me.

"I am." I lifted the backpack on my shoulders. "Sorry bro, I'll see you both later."

Iggy looked shocked at my sudden giving the fight. Because normally I wouldn't do anything like that. I'd yell till I turned blue. He and I are famous for getting into fights over almost nothing. No really he and I have scars thanks to a lot of these fights we've had.

I took my bag and left them behind. Looking back I wish I hadn't acted the way I did then. Ig's probably wouldn't have pushed me like he had the following day.

I hung out alone after classes mostly avoiding a annoying brit. Ig had sat with me at lunch asking me what was wrong with me. Which had become his famous new question. I had wanted to punch him in the middle of history when he asked that question again.

So I was currently walking around the grounds avoiding most people. At this point I was regretting acting the way I had yesterday. Leaning on the back wall of the middle school. I watched the younger kids run in the track. Thinking about Ivan in class today.

Ivan had an un-mistakable inability to make any sort of friends. I watched as he asked poor Toris to borrow a pen. Toris flinched and shook like mad as he handed Ivan a pen. He simply smiled and thanked Toris. Toris always seemed like he was about to faint when he had to have any kind of contact with Ivan.

In lab I watched him and Eduard do the project. Okay more like Eduard did the whole thing alone. It was funny to see Ivan put a chemical in the project while Eduard's back was turned. Eduard turned back around and added the last part to the project and that poor kid will have a while before he grows his eyebrows back again.

I couldn't help but laugh at the thought just like I did when I first saw it all go down. I walked to the bleachers and watched a girl jump the volt.

Personal note; I hate most sports. Okay I like baseball well enough, but was way to lazy to play anything but a friendly games of something now and again. I have no interest in sports, but that didn't stop coaches at school to practically beg me to join their teams. It's most annoying.

I rested my legs up on the bleachers and leaned back. Closing my eyes I was gonna drift into a world filled with Ivan.

The classroom was emptying as the bell signaled the end of the day. I was packing away my books from class when I looked up to find that the sun was setting and the class lights were off.

I looked around to find only one person was with me. Tall, strong, purple eyes, and a devilish smile was leaning on a desk two rows below my own.

"I saw you." Said the smile. It's Russian accent mesmerizing.

I blushed. "I don't know what you're talking about." I said gulping hard.

"You lie." The eyes started to walk towards me. "Lying isn't good, Nor is peeping."

"Dude you got the wrong guy." I say and froze in my chair. When he arrived beside me I couldn't think, couldn't say a word. My face giving away my emotions as a heat arrived to my cheeks, and eye couldn't look at him.

"I've always wondered about Americans." The body spoke as he sat in Iggy's chair. "I've wondered just what they could do."

The classroom appeared to darken around us. "Do?" I answered.

A hand came up to my blushing cheek and turned my head. Lips gently came to mine as a hand placed itself on my thigh. And a loud bang echoed through the kiss.

I awoke so suddenly I fell off my seat in the bleachers. My ass landing on the rung where you put your feet. I stood up quickly and looked around. "What the fuck?" I said looking for the source of the sound. The middle school kids no longer on the field. Actually it had appeared I woke from nothing at all. The sun almost fully set.

"Bang!"

The bleachers shook with the sound.

I looked around. "What the hell?" I was still alone. I looked over the back and saw light sand colored hair, and a large stick preparing to strike the bleachers again. "Yo, Fuckhead!" I yelled down. "What the fuck do you…" The head tilted up and purple eyes looked at me, making me pause.

"What was that?" Russian liquid drifted up at me. He banged the bleachers again. He then through the stick down and began to walk around the front of the bleachers.

"Ah…" 'Think Alfred!' I said to myself. "Yo, Bro. What the hell is up?" 'You could have done better, you idiot!'

"Saw you sleeping." Ivan said.

Great a reason, if any, for me to turn red.

"You looked dead so I just wanted to check." Ivan started up the stairs of the bleachers for me. "If that didn't wake you, I would have poked you with the stick." He added.

I checked my pulse. Half as effect and other was to see if I was awake. "Alive, I'm good man." 'Yup, Good and awake.' I sat down.

Ivan sat in the row below mine. "What's the American doing out here alone?" He asked the air, not turning to look at me.

I was shocked by this and thought a moment.

"Avoiding the English friend?" He said, obviously I had taken to long to respond.

I now felt what was possibly the feeling the other guys got around him. I felt small, felt dumb, felt like if I couldn't impress him then what was I here for.

"He seemed like a pain today." Ivan once again said what I had thought more then once that day.

"Well…I over reacted the other day." I confessed.

"Can't be helped." Ivan said. "Its in the past now."

The way he spoke, he sounded like he was smiling. Like he was happy. On the other hand sounded upset. So I wondered how he smiled while being so serious.

"Suppose so." I said standing up and started walking down the bleachers. "Thanks." I said not looking back at him. "I'll see you around?"

I didn't get a reply. So I turned around and looked at his face which was smiling with his eyes closed. When he opened his eyes they seemed to have a silent power to dismiss me.

I walked back to the dorm. Thinking about Ivan the whole time back to the dorm. Thinking about Ivan the whole time.

A/N: The DA one is slightly different then this one cause I learned alfred was better at math. My girlfriend is my beta.