Alright, amigos. Chapter 3 for the win! This story isn't getting a whole lot of support like Cat's Cradle is, but I'll continue it nonetheless. I can't let you guys who do read this down, right? :D I use faces too much. Anywho, on wards! Hetalia and its characters belong to Hidekaz Himaruya-san! Review or Russia-san will beat me with his pipe! (lol)

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If the sun wasn't going through the blinds of the window and beaming into my eyes, I wouldn't have woke up as early as I had. With a groan, I sat up and shuddered from the cold. I really need to fix that draft; that or not sleep shirtless in the middle of autumn in a drafty room.

A quick glance at the clock told me it was six thirty and I groaned again. I don't even have to go anywhere until noon, and that was to unlock the doors to the bar and then leave.

"I can't win." I mumbled to myself. "Wait a minute… yes I can. I did give Lukas my number yesterday, after all." The thought made me grin, a little bit of morning dread being lifted off my shoulders.

As I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom, I started to ponder (a newbie for me) whether or not that adorably cranky guy would actually call me at some point.

Maybe if he's bored. But it's still a call! That thought kept up my happy mood until I stepped out of the shower and fixed my hair into its normal "stylishly messy" form. I smiled at myself in the mirror and winked at it. "Oh yeah. Aren't you the catch? Lukas will have to be pretty blind to miss out on a stud like you."

I waved my comment to myself away, as if someone other than I just complimented me. "Pffft. Please stop. You flatter me. I'm blushing." Which was a total lie, but anything to keep my morning pep talk going.

Leaning over the sink, I did just that. "Oh that isn't a lie. You're a total knock out."

I shrugged at myself in feigned modesty. "If you insist…"

With that, I turned around and walked out. Now I'm totally pumped! I just hope Lukas will call. Whether it's a bored call or not, I'll get him to like me. I just know I will.

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"Lukas, my head hurts." Tino whined next to me.

"Maybe if you didn't drink so much in the presence of that pervy bartender, you wouldn't be in this state." I replied curtly. I still haven't gotten him back for getting me to meet that guy in the first place. Mathias was a total tool and I intend one getting Tino to realize that.

Emil looked up at me from his cartoons and frowned. "Lukie, what's a perv?"

I sighed, realizing I just let my tongue slip in front of my little brother. "It's nothing. Just go back to your cartoons." And he did, laughing at the violence and ridiculous antics of Tom and Jerry. It's a miracle that show's even on anymore, what with the government concerned about "promoting violence to the child and future adolescent mind".

"He's not pervy. He was just trying to strike a conversation." Tino covered his eyes from the flashing on the television as he spoke. "Matt's a good guy; you're just not giving him a chance."

"I gave him chance enough when I told him my name and he asked if I was a virgin. Oh wait…" I stood up and glared down at him. "I didn't tell him my name. You did. As well as tell him my age and that I was gay."

"Well you are, aren't you?"

Silence filled the room. Emil looked back at me and smiled. "You mean gay like happy? You don't look very gay then."

If it weren't for the honest innocence in that statement, I would have scolded him.

"No, no Em. I'm gay." I said reluctantly. He didn't understand exactly what I meant, so I might as well play along.

"Yay! Lukie's happy!" He quickly stood up and hugged my leg, the top of his head only brushing against my hip. He's so small and innocent; who couldn't like him? He was definitely a lot better than Berwald's son. That thick eye browed menace was always getting into some sort of trouble.

I patted Emil's head before waddling awkwardly out of the room; it's hard to not to walk like a penguin when you have a little boy latched onto your leg.

"You should call him." Tino suddenly called out. I stopped in my tracks, looking over my shoulder at my hung over cousin on the couch.

Covering Emil's ears, I said, "Why would I call that bastard?"

"He's interested in you," Tino started to count off the reasons on his fingers. "You have nothing else to do today, and even if he wants to go further than a friendship, you're in control aren't you?"

Hm… He had a point. I did have nothing else to do, and I was most certainly in control. I shook my head. "No way in Hell am I calling him. Not that tool. He'll have to break down the front door if he ever wants to see me again."

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Well this was most certainly the most awkward and confusing phone call I've gotten yet. I was about to head out the door to unlock the bar doors, all dressed up in my suit and such, and suddenly my cell rings. Upon closer inspection, I saw it was Tino and picked up.

I just didn't think he'd be suggesting something like this to me.

"Wait wait wait… You want me to go over there, knock and ask for Lukas, then break down your door?" I repeated. Was Tino still drunk or was he insane? I've done crazy things before, but I've never stooped as low to breaking and entering. "Isn't that llegal?"

"Um…Yes, that's the plan." He replied.

"But why? Won't that just upset him?"

"He told me, 'He'll have to break down the front door if he ever wants to see me again'. So I'm trying to help you have a chance at him" That cheery voice of his was hard to argue with. I can see why Berwald's never angry at him.

"He said that?"

"Would I lie to you?"

He really wouldn't. So why would I doubt him now?

"I'll be there after I open the bar."

"Great! I'll get Berwald and the kids to come with me and get out of the house. I need to get a few things anyway."

"Sounds like a plan." At least, I hope it was a solid plan. It just seems wrong though; breaking into Lukas' house to see him again. Ah Hell, what was a pussy footing about? I get to see him again! And I didn't need him to call me to get it! Not to mention now I know he lives with Tino. So that'll be a cinch.

"Hei Hei!" After that, the Finn hung up, leaving that annoying dial tone ringing in my ear.*

A smirk stretched across my face. Now's my chance to make him mine; and mine he will be!

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Now that I'm here, I don't even know how to approach this. Tino had called me a few minutes ago to confirm that they were gone, so I didn't have to worry about scaring the little kiddies. I was actually more concerned about scaring Lukas. He hasn't necessarily warmed up to me yet; but to Hell with that! Lukas was in there and I intend on seeing him again! He'll warm up to me and think of me as a knight in shining armor, saving the damsel in distress from total boredom!

I grinned at the thought and knocked on the wooden door. "Hello? Lukas? It's Mathias!"

I heard grumbling and rustling around inside, eventually seeing a wary eye peek at me from the peephole. I waved happily at him, grin growing again.

The eye disappeared, followed by a, "Lukas isn't home. Leave a message after the beep." A phone message? Of course, the beep never came, so I didn't leave any message. Screw automated machines! I'll deliver my message in person!

"Okay then…" I said, heading down the walkway until I got to the chain link fence. With a crack of my neck and a good shake down, I gave myself another pep talk before rushing towards the door, shoulder first.

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Thump! "Fuck…" The hell was that? I looked up from my place on the couch and glanced at the door. Was he really still knocking and managed to hurt himself? What a tool.

THUMP! Okay, that definitely wasn't a knock. Grasping the baseball bat next to me for protection, I stood up and slowly made my way to the door. What in God's name was he doing?

THUMP THUMP! CRACK! I jumped as suddenly the hinges flew off the door, said barrier plummeting to the floor, loud enough to alert the whole neighborhood. On top of it lay Mathias, looking a little disoriented considering he just collapsed with it.

I just towered over him, baseball bat quivering in my hand as I questioned what to do? Bust his head open or call the cops?

I resolved to do both.

"Hey Lukas!" He called from the ground, waving at me again with that stupid smile on his face.

"You dunce!" I started hitting him on the back with my bat, watching in satisfaction as he tried to squirm away from my assault. "You don't go breaking into people's houses!"

"Ow! But Tino said you wanted me to break down the door!" He shouted.

I stopped mid swing, hitting the door instead of Mathias. "He what?" I'm going to kill him… I meant that as a metaphor, not an invitation! I can't believe Tino took that seriously.

"He told me you-."

"I know what he told you, damn it." I muttered, throwing the bat aside. "Why'd you listen to him anyway? Are you that much of a stalker?"

Mathias shook his head, standing up and rubbing his back. "No, I'm not." He groaned. He cracked his back once before looking at me again. "I just wanted to see you again."

My angry expression dropped. He just wanted to… Damn it, there goes my heart again. I must be getting a high blood pressure since meeting him or something. The guy is so obnoxious he's stressing me out. That had to be the only explanation for my heart rate right now.

"You could have just knocked like a normal human being." I finally said.

"I did! You said to leave a message after the beep." His expression brightened up. "Oh! My message!" He cleared his throat and shut his eyes, hand on his chest as if he was pretending to be a theater thespian.

"Hey there Luke! It's Mathias again! By now I probably broke down your door and you're swooning over me and my manliness, but either way, I'd like to know if you're free tonight. Maybe we can catch a movie. Love from Mattie!" He opened his eyes and grinned. "And… Scene." He bowed several times in front of me. "Thank you, thank you. I'll be here all week."

I couldn't help but start chuckling. That had to be the most ridiculous thing I've seen yet. It wasn't long before I realized my mistake, slapping my hands over my mouth with wide eyes. Oh shit…

He glanced up at me, dumbfounded. "I just made you laugh!" He cried out triumphantly. "Yes! Score one for Mathias!"

I hit Mathias in the chest, not as forceful as I wanted to be considering I just assaulted the guy with a bat. "Shut up…"

"So will you?"

Raising an eyebrow, I looked up at him. "Will I what?"

"Were you not listening to the message?" He sighed. "Ah well. Time to leave another one!" He took one big gulp of air before I cut him off with a worried, "No!"

"Then answer my question."

Damn, now what am I supposed to do? I'm pretty sure Mathias won't leave until I give him an answer. I sure as Hell didn't want to though. I didn't like this guy to begin with, so why would I say yes? If I say no, however, he'll just harass me until I say yes. That'll be a pain in the ass to take care of.

I blinked, looking up at his expectant face again. That glint in his eyes was all excitement, happiness and hope; hope that I'll say "Yes Matt, I will."

"Fine. I don't see why not." I mumbled, crossing my arms. Well…I didn't give him that exact answer.

He beamed at me and before I knew it, I was being pulled into a spine breaking hug. "ACK!"

"I knew you'd say yes Luke, I just knew it!" His happiness was being shone through hug and shouts of enthusiasm. "There was no way you could say yes to a face like mine!" He flashed me a grin as I pushed him away.

"Shut up. I just didn't want you harassing me if I said no."

"You won't regret it Luke! I'll give you the time of your life! How about eight?"

"Eight?"

"That's what I said."

I hate when people say things like that…

"Yeah, sure… Whatever."

I didn't think his grin could get any wider, but sure enough, it did. It spread from ear to ear, to the point where I thought-if he wasn't careful-he'd split his lip or something along those lines.

"Awesome." Out of the blue, I felt him kiss my forehead, running out the door before I had the chance to react. "I like that blush on you, Luke! See ya!"

At that moment, I wanted to yell at him with everything I had. But I couldn't bring myself to say the words. I hadn't realized I was blushing either, placing an experimental hand against my cheek. That heat wasn't easy to forget.

If he can make me blush like this, he better make this a great night for me. Otherwise, he'll pay for embarrassing me like this.

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*"Hei hei!"- Hei Hei is the informal way of saying "Goodbye" in Finnish.

Ha ha! Chapter three is up and running. I really hope this story gets more support. I worked hard on this and I really hope to seem the same surge in faves and comments as for Cat's Cradle. Oh well. Reviews and constructive criticism are appreciated! I apologize for any grammatical or spelling errors! ¡Hasta luego, mi gentes!