A/N: I don't own Hetalia, Hidekazu Himaruya does does. The song lyrics are from "Hollywood" by Marina and the Diamonds, and I don't own the song. Matthew has quite the potty mouth!
Ivan got off work and started heading home. I think I'm going to text Matthew. He seemed nice, and was kinda cute. Ivan stopped in his tracks. Did I just think a boy was cute? Well it makes sense. Ivan had never found girls attractive, but had always attributed it to "not being at that age". He pulled out the number and sent a text that simply said "Hi. Is this Matthew?" A few moments later he heard the ringtone on his phone go off. "Oh oh, living I'm obsessed with the mess that's America..." Ivan blushed, he was in a public place and the "girly" ringtone was loud. He liked the song though. He checked who it was from. Matthew. So little Matvey wasn't kidding about being my friend. Ivan walked home, texting little Matvey the whole time. He walked in his front door, and ran smack into Natalya who was on her way to a date with her boyfriend. Natalya fell, and Ivan looked own, super embarrased. "Watch where your going брат! You almost knocked me out!" Ivan blushed even harder. "Sorry sis. I wasn't paying attention..." Natalya just walked out the door and he headed towards the kitchen. "Katyusha! Where are you?" Ivan walked over to the fridge so he could get something to drink. On the fridge was a note that said Ivan in big letters. "Dear Ivan, I am going out with a few of my friends to see a movie. I made you dinner, it's in the fridge. I will be back around 10:30 tonight, and you better be asleep. - Love big sis Katyusha!" Ivan looked around, deciding he was going to go to bed earlier than normal. "Otherwise it would be a long night, da?"
Matthew had been texting Ivan all afternoon. I didn't think he would actually remember me. It's weird, the one boy I think is cute, actually remembers me. The only others who remembered him were Feliciano, Ludwig, and Jett. Everyone else forgot he existed. Ivan texted him that he was getting in the shower, and Matthew's brain wandered of in a dirty direction. He knew he was into guys, and so did his friends and family. He didn't particularly care if others found him disgusting, they all forgot him fairly quickly. He had gone on a few dates with Jett last year, but broke it off because he thought Jett was too clingy. They were still friends though. Matthew sighed, feeling slightly lonely because Ivan had stopped texting. Everyone thought he was crazy because he would go from being happy to threatening to beat people with a pipe in a matter of seconds, but Matthew didn't care. Ivan was nice to him. "Matthew! Dinner's Done!" That dickhead Alfred gets on my nerves soo much. "Coming!"
Dinner was quiet, and over quickly. Matthew's dad had to go work in his office, and Alfred's mom had to draw some designs. "Hey Mattie, you want some ice cream?" Matthew thought for a second. "Sure." A few minutes later, Alfred brought over two bowls of ice cream. "Thanks Alfred." They ate in silence for a minute before Matthew decided to ask something that was bugging him. "Hey Alfred, why do you not like Ivan?" Alfred looked shocked, to say the least. Matthew was rather shocked too, surprised by how brazen he was in asking the question. " I don't like Ivan because he's a crybaby who can't deal with his own issues. Why do you care anyway?" Alfred asked, sounding extremely irritated. "He couldn't deal with his own issues because he has a mental disorder! You and you're friends ditched him in his time of need!" Matthew was shocked that his voice was growing above his normal arguing level and actually growing to a full blown shout. " I really think you are just such a dick! He NEEDED you guys! I'm standing up for him because I think he's a good guy!" Matthew stormed out of the kitchen as his parents rushed into a highly confused Alfred. Matthew ran upstairs to his room and locked the door. He walked over and checked his phone. 9:15. 1 New Message. Matthew checked the message from Ivan. "Goodnight, Мой маленький Матвей :)" Matthew laughed at the use of Russian, so he countered with a little French. " And you too, mon adorable Ivan." He blushed, as the French was more obvious, but who cares.
брат- Brother (Belarusian)
Мой маленький Матвей - My little Matvey (Russian)
mon adorable Ivan- My loveable Ivan (French)
All mistakes with tranlaions are my own, I used Google translate.
Yay another chapter done! I posted this story, and I kept getting e-mails about getting another review or follow. I was feeling rather depressed, but I saw all of these e-mails which made me motivated to put this chapter out! Those of you that review or follow, you keep me going! Don't stop the reviews please!