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Teacher!Alfred x Student!Matthew – various others

A series of inter-connected one-shots

Mikkel – Norway, Ari – Iceland


'YES!' Matthew screamed with ecstasy within his mind, 'YES!' He instantly forgot his worry about Gilbert as he stared dreamily at Katyusha, who was shaking nervously and looking away with a pretty red flush.

He could vaguely feel a glare and knew it was Elizabeta, probably daring him to refuse the pretty Ukrainian, "K-Katyusha..." He mumbled, swallowing nervously and feeling his words catch in his throat, "I-I, ummm! Y-Ye–ommph!" Matthew squeaked, feeling a heavy arm land on his shoulder and he was pulled back into a form larger than his own.

"Captain!" A cheerful voice rang and Matthew blanched, easily recognising the voice and he mentally screamed with despair, "There you are!"

Katyusha only watched with wide blue eyes, highly discouraged as Matthew seemed to forget about her completely. Elizabeta had made it clear to her that Matthew liked her, and she had believed it. But, it looked as if he wasn't too interested in her if his hockey team-mates could distract him so easily.

"Mathias," Matthew muttered, "What is it?" He asked warily, well aware that Mathias was still pretty much crushing him to his chest. Then again, the Dane had always been forward and even a bit touchy...

"What? Don't you remember?" Mathias blinked, "We have practise, you know," He grinned, gesturing behind him to the people behind him. Matthew glanced at him, seeing the best players on his team, "So, c'mon – you know it's hard to play without you."

It was then that Matthew remembered Gilbert, and he panicked because Gilbert was still not back yet, "W-wait! I have to go and see if Gilbert is all right!" He stammered, now forgetting all about Katyusha as he straightened himself from Mathias' hold.

"Why? What's he done now?" Mathias looked amused, ignoring the silent eye-rolls and sighs from his friends behind him.

"He could be in trouble..." Matthew mumbled, "He went to the college that Roderich Edelstein attends." The blond looked away, though the Dane grinned anyways.

"Well, then – I guess we'll just go and find him if you're too worried to play," Mathias patted Matthew's shoulder, "C'mon!"

Mikkel rolled his dull-blue eyes, intentionally throwing his foot out so that Mathias would trip over it. He vaguely smiled when the tall blond fell flat on his face and Ari snickered under his breath as Matthew panicked, kneeling down to see if Mathias was okay, "Captain – he's fine. We should go find your friend so we can play." Mikkel stated in his stoic voice, and Matthew sighed as he helped Mathias stand up.

"Yeah," The Canadian nodded, "Thanks." He smiled at Mikkel, glad to have some sort of backup because he knows what kind of people he might run into at Roderich's college.

"Planning to skip?" Another voice interrupted and the hockey players all turned to see Alfred, who was looking at them, minus Matthew, with almost a neutral expression, "Lunch ends in twenty minutes. I doubt that you could get to the college in back in time for PE." Alfred stated, glancing at Mathias, who just so happened to have his hand on Matthew's shoulder.

"Damn teachers," Mathias snorted, looking annoyed at Alfred, "Ruining all our fun," He huffed, doubling over when Mikkel punched him in the stomach for bad-mouthing a teacher, "Teacher's bitch." He muttered, wincing when the Norwegian kicked him the shin for the remark.

"B-but... Gilbert! He's not back..." Matthew looked down worriedly, stiffening when Alfred smiled at him warmly.

"Tell you what," Alfred specifically addressed Matthew, "I'll give you special permission to leave to find Beilschmidt, but I'll go with you. Can't have one of my students skipping or put them in danger." Alfred grinned brightly.

"Hot for student?" Mathias loudly remarked, almost not believing what he was seeing. Matthew, of course, looked uncomfortable (but, the Canadian kid almost always looked that shy), but the teacher... "That's fucking hilarious!" Mathias doubled over again, though this time with laughter.

Mikkel rolled his eyes once again and Ari sneered with disgust, "Captain, just go find Gilbert. We'll wait for you to get back," The Icelandic boy stated, "Let's go find Berwald, Tino, and Ivan." He muttered, leaving when Mikkel grabbed his arm to lead them to the arena.

Mathias stretched his arm out pitifully, "Hey! Wait for me!" He wailed, "Miiii ~kkel!" He ran after his childhood friend and his brother.

"So, let's go." Alfred said quietly, grabbing Matthew's arm and brightening once again because he would be alone with Matthew again for a little while without anyone to interrupt.

"W-wait!" Matthew attempted to resist, though gave up because Alfred, despite looking lean, though well muscled, was definitely strong; maybe even as strong as Ivan (getting slammed into the boards by the Russian was the main reason he worked on his speed on the ice).

The two blond males left the two girls standing there, and Katyusha looked as if she were about to cry, "Is Matvey not interested in me?" She whispered, sighing when Elizabeta patted her shoulder in comfort, "Perhaps I am too old for him?" Katyusha was well aware of the two year age difference and was rather self-conscious about it.

Elizabeta frowned, wondering how she could have been so wrong in the first place. She was so sure that Matthew had an infatuation with Katyusha, though it seemed to have proven wrong because he had been distracted so damn easily! "It'll be okay." The Hungarian comforted, giving Katyusha a quick hug when she looked like she was about to cry.

'Hmmph, maybe I was right thinking that.' Elizabeta thought, promising to get Katyusha some female comfort food. She almost squealed, though forcibly kept her mouth shut as she led Katyusha back to the cafeteria and to their other friends.

It had to be official, it just had to be – Matthew Williams was as, most likely, gay as a shiny rainbow.

Now, she only had to prove it.


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