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WARNINGS FOR THIS CHAPTER: a shit ton of DRAMA, NO JOKE THERE IS SO MUCH DRAMA IN THIS CHAPTER IT'S INSANE!

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"My favorite colors are red, white and b-" Yao couldn't take it anymore, Alfred had been telling him about himself for a straight eleven minutes now and to be honest, it was boring and Yao really didn't care.

"Alfred, you can stop now, I think you've told enough, thank you for the wonderful introduction but I think we should get back to work now, don't you think Ivan is wondering where the main pilot went?" Yao stood up from the couch and straightened out his slightly wrinkled uniform, then began checking it for any liquid stains, Alfred liked to 'talk with his hands' when in conversation, splashing his drink around everywhere and Yao was sure some of it got on his clothing; he was right. While Alfred completely ignored Yao's attempt to make him shut up about himself, Yao was frowning at the little stain of beer on the right arm of his suit, that wasn't coming out anytime soon.

"This is why I despise the color white, only good for collecting stains and unwanted substances..." Yao muttered to no one in particular, Alfred heard him and gasped, "You hate the color white!? Dude, that's the color of pureness, patriotic, and totally the American flag and stuff." Yao was rubbing the irritable spot on his clothing and almost flipped out when all the rubbing on led to a bigger stain!

"I don't care, Alfred. I'm not American, nor do I have any American in me so why would I care? There is nothing pure about America..." Alfred thought it was the time for his corny pickup lines again and smirked seductively at Yao,

"You don't have any American in you now, but you will soon.." Yao's movement halted and he could have sworn his flustered face was on fire with how hot it was! Alfred saw Yao's blush and took it the wrong way, so he stepped closer to Yao and wrapped his arms around Yao's small waist and whispered in his ear, "Or..would you like some in you now?" He purred lowly in Yao's red ear, Yao yelped loudly and fisted the front of Alfred's uniform trying to shove him away before he tried to lick his ear or do something worse.

"Hey, Alfred? Are you back here? Have you seen Y-...Y-Yao?" They both shot their heads up in surprise, Yao jumped when he saw Ivan drop the red lunch box as it clattered to the ground loudly, he felt an uneasy feeling from deep within the pit of his stomach, like he wanted to vomit. The look on Ivan's face just couldn't be explained with simple words; devastated, sorrow, confusion and betrayal. Yao quickly broke out of Alfred's hold around his waist and stepped awkwardly over to the lunch box that was lying on the floor to pick up all the food that had fallen out of it and the box itself.

Yao took a quick glance up at Ivan and immediately regretted it, Ivan face was so blank and his eyes were so full of hurt. Yao stood back up and quickly placed all the food back in the lunch box in uncomfortable silence, the only sound that was made was a forced cough from Alfred who was staring at the two with a confused look on his face.

"H-hey, Ivan...um..well..this is awkward, huh?" Yao laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of his head when Ivan didn't so much as give him a little quirk of the lip, he just stood there with his hands balled into large fist, Yao watched his hands closely and he could see that they were shaking a little bit. When no one else spoke up after Yao said something, he grew uneasy and began sweating lightly in his uniform, hopefully it didn't leave a gross stain.

Ivan finally broke the silence in a low voice. "I-I was just looking for you because..well, ya know..you promised we'd eat lunch together and stuff but I can see that you're having a swell time with Alfred so, I-I'll just go..." Yao's heart wanted to explode into many tiny pathetic microscopic pieces, the way he looked and sounded made Yao's heart ache with so much guilt and it wasn't a enjoyable feeling at all.

"No! Nononono, we were just chatting with each other, not eating lunch. Alfred was hugging me because he has sorta a...crush on me?" He regretted saying that Alfred had a 'crush' on him because he could visibly see Ivan frown deeply on one side of his lip, and the other was twitching upwards weirdly, kinda scaring Yao a little bit. Alfred decided to make Ivan's mood worse by correcting Yao's 'mistake' in his confession,

"Wrong! Yao, I don't have just a simple 'crush' on you, I'm in love with you, silly! I was hugging you to show my feelings for you are true, and that I'm not a joke like you think I am." Alfred said with a smirk, but his voice sounded sincere and that's what scared Yao and made his heart beat a little faster out of embarrassment and confusion. Before Alfred told him about himself, Yao honestly didn't like Alfred not one bit and thought he was too childish and never took anything or anyone seriously, but then, when he actually got the chance to listen to Alfred talk about his hobbies, likes and dislikes and his personality, Yao warmed up to Alfred a lot more and finally understood why Alfred is the way his is.

He found out that when Alfred wasn't busy and not on the job, he was a comedian on the side, he even told Yao some of his 'good' jokes, which were extremely corny but nonetheless, the jokes made Yao laugh harder than he ever laughed in a long time. They actually had a few things in common, Alfred and Matthew had lost their parents three years ago, forcing Alfred to get a job while in high school to help take care of his younger brother Matthew and himself; kind of like Yao, but Yao, Mei Mei, and Yong Soo left China to move to America against his parents will. Yao had a hard time finding a job at first and they were already struggling with financial issues, he had to take care of his siblings and himself so when he was fired from his previous job that put him on edge and he almost lost the small apartment complex they were living in, luckily he found this job, but keeping up with his 'female' facade was getting harder and harder!

On top of that, he had one person that was in love with him, and with the way Ivan was acting, he was pretty sure Ivan had a little thing for him too, which was good because he might have a 'little thing' for Ivan as well...and maybe Alfred as well, dammit!

Ivan swiftly turned around and started for the door that led out of storage room, lunch for two in hand but...he guessed it was now for...one. Ivan did his best not to sock Alfred in the face and confess his feelings for Yao at the very moment he saw them 'embracing' only a few minutes ago. Yao gasped when Ivan began walking away from him without a second glance and it made him sad and oddly, upset! It wasn't his fault Alfred was so touchy feely, he didn't even embrace him back, honest!

Yao speed-walked up to Ivan and grabbed the back of his scarf to get his attention, making Ivan come to an immediate stop. Yao bumped into Ivan's back and quickly apologized under his breath, smiling up at him but jumping lightly at the intense glare Ivan was giving him.

"Don't touch my scarf..." He said with a growl, trying to seem angry at Yao but he knew he was lying and that Yao could possibly see the horrible bluff in his eyes, he didn't really mean to say it like he did, honest! He was just a little upset and put off by how close Alfred and Yao were being earlier, it made him furious.

Apparently, Yao didn't catch the lie, couldn't even see that his eyes were so full of emotion and filched at the rough frowardness of his voice, slowly dropping his hand at his side and looking down at his small feet in fear and shame.

Ivan realized his mistake with lighting speed and he reached out to touch Yao's quivering shoulder, only to have Yao back away from his touch, his heart wanted to burst, it was so heavy in his chest!

"Ya-"

"No, it's fine...I understand...I guess I'll just...eat lunch with Alfred.." Yao desperately wanted to admit that he was sorry for the mishap and that he really wanted to eat lunch with Ivan but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. Not only was he upset with himself and Alfred but now he was sorta upset with Ivan, too!

Alfred coughed again. "Yo, Ivan,...who's controlling the plane?" He needed to know if Ivan had been an idiot and forgot to put auto-pilot on like he did last time, they almost crashed into the ocean near Japan during their last flight because Ivan forgot to flip the switch before leaving, thank goodness they were ok. Ivan rolled his eyes at Alfred and snarled,

"If no one is in there, then what do you think?"

"No need to get pissy because you realized you were being a total asshole to Yao when she didn't even do anything wrong." Alfred replied sharply, he didn't need Ivan's sass right now, it looked like Yao was about to cry and Alfred wanted to comfort 'her', maybe when Ivan left he could be the shoulder 'she' needed to cry on, that would show how much of a true gentleman he really was and get him points, yes!

Ivan chuckled darkly and glowered at him, "Do you really want to make me more upset than I already am, you stupid American?" Alfred raised a thin blond eyebrow at Ivan, and began to walk towards Ivan with his hands balled into tight fist, he liked a challenge.

"I don't know, I guess I do. So, what are you going to do about it? Are you just going to stand there and glare at me or fight me and show me you're not just a whiny bitch?" That was it, Ivan dropped the lunch box to the ground, making all that hard work Yao did to set it back inside the box go to waste and charged towards Alfred, taking his fist and uppercutting Alfred in the jaw, leaving a large mark that was already turning purple from the blow. Alfred stumbled back a few steps from the force of the punch and growled at Ivan, punching him square in the nose and once in the stomach, and all Yao could do was stare at the two in panic and contemplate inside his mind.

'Stop the fight or don't stop the fight? Stop the fight or don't stop the fight? Risk your gender being found out by stopping the fight or just stand here like a damsel in distress and watch these two duke it out until they're lying in a pool of blood?...Let's just try to stop the fight.'

Well, stop the fight it is.

Yao tried to get into his Wushu* fighting stance but his jacket was too tight and restricting arm movement, so he took it off.

'Dammit...I need to stop weight lifting, I look like a womanly beast with these arms!' Yao grimaced at his arms, they look nice, they were nicely toned but he did have a decent amount of muscles, not those huge 500lb weight lifter arms but just nicely toned arms, which was a problem.

'Yao, worry about your sexy manly arms later and hop to it!' He told himself before getting into his fighting stance and charging at them both, first delivering an effective swift side kick to Ivan, then Alfred, knocking the air out of them about. He threw two more kicks towards the two's hind legs making them both fall on top of each other and howl in pain, successfully hitting both of one of their pressure points in their legs, his foot now throbbed in pain because he hadn't actually hit anyone like that in a while and gave him a slight limp in his step.

"Ah, shit! I can't feel my left fucking leg, fuckfuckfuck!" Alfred screeched while holding onto his left leg and rocking back and forward on the ground, Ivan was doing the same as well, just not shouting vulgar profanities like Alfred.

"Holy balls, Yao! What kind of steroids are you snuffin- and sweet baby Bertha do you have some toned arms, lady!" Alfred managed to croak out in pain, making Yao blush furiously when Ivan looked up at him to check his arms, eyes widening in shock when he saw them as well.

He quickly came up with an excuse. "I-I work out quite a bit to keep my figure nice!" Well, it all wasn't totally a lie, Yao did workout and train with Mei Mei whenever he got the chance to and he didn't really have to worry about his figure when he still ate traditional Chinese, and sometimes Korean meals on the regular basis.

"Yaooo...I still can't feel my damn leg..fuckkkkkk..." Yao jumped out of his thoughts,

"W-well! You two shouldn't have started fighting like idiots, it'll wear off in about ten minutes and while you two are on the floor I want you to think about your dumb ass actions...and I'm just going to errr...go eat lunch with Elizaveta, ummm bye." Yao said then stalked away towards the door only to have his legs caught in Ivans grip, he yelped and tried to pull his leg away aggressively, he was upset with Ivan before they began fighting but after he got them to stop he was furious with him, he thought Ivan knew better than to get riled up by Alfred, he always liked pissing people off for fun and he knows that!

"L-listen Yao, I am uhh...sorry? For umm..being mean to you, I guess?" Yao just laughed bitterly at him.

"You 'guess' you're sorry? Really? Whatever...I'm leaving now so let go of my leg." Yao said irritatedly. Ivan let go of his leg, "W-wait, no I meant to say that I am truly sorry, please forgive me, Yao? Please?"

It broke Yao's heart to see him like this, lying pathetically on the ground with Alfred still holding his injured leg in pain and giving Yao with 'kicked puppy' look, but it wasn't working, Yao needed Ivan to know that he wasn't some random 'girl' he could keep apologizing to for every mistake he did and get forgiven easily because Yao didn't want to seem like that at all, also Mei Mei told him if he did she'd beat his head in.

"I'm sorry, Ivan...I gotta go." With that Yao grabbed his coat and then he speed-walked to the door and slammed in behind him, running past a confused and suspicious Natalia who was staring intently at his 'nicely toned' arms and the weird limp in his step. Her eyes narrowed in more suspicion and she dropped the plastic cups she was holding to get her phone, she needed to phone up a certain green-eyed bushy-browed man and see if his suspicion were right and that he was telling the truth.

Unbeknownst to Yao, trouble was heading his way and fast; extremely fast.

It looks like Mister Kirkland just couldn't keep his big mouth shut like he promised Yao, he told Yao that he wouldn't tell his big secret because he knew he'd get caught sooner or later.

That promise was broken and Yao's future was slowly spiraling down.

Such a good liar, Mister Kirkland.

Such a liar.

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HOLY EFFING COWS THIS IS GETITNG REALLY INTENSE, I'M TELLING YOU GUYS I WAS SWEATING WHILE TYPING THIS DOWN AND LISTENING TO SOME HARDCORE HEAVY METAL TO GET SOME INSPIRATION BUT HOLY SHIT THIS IS NOT WHAT I WAS EXPECTING AT ALL!

Okokok, I'm calm I'm calm but anyways guys,

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Side notes: *Wushu: A Chinese fighting style that Yao is an expert at.

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