GARH! I'M SO SORRY! *cries*
W-well anyway... It's done now... Here you go! And please... don't kill me for being this late... D'8

Gilbert sat down on his motorcycle. And Matthew sat down behind him. As Gilbert started the bike Matthew got this strange feeling, but he didn't take his time to wonder what it was.
"So... Let's go to the bar!" Gilbert said with a huge grin on his face and drove away.

Matthew felt the wind run through his hair and took a deep breath. It was so relaxing.
He started wondering if he should apologise to Alfred when he came back home. Maybe give him some cake. Just to make his brother happy again.

"Matthew!" Gilbert suddenly screamed.
Matthew looked forward, seeing a fast flash of a car in front of them, then he suddenly flew in the air, seeing the blue sky above him. Then a sudden a sharp unbearable pain in his head and everything went pitch black.

He sat down in the couch he had been sitting in back then. It was cold, like it hadn't been used in a while.

"What happened to Gilbert?" he asked his brother. His brother quieted down, witch made Matthew a bit worried. Then he said; 'He's fine! He just broke a leg that's all...' Matthew could almost see his brother pout before himself. Matthew sighed in relief and chuckled softly. "That's great."

For a minute they both stayed quiet.

'What are we going to do now?' Alfred suddenly asked, making Matthew think. Yao suddenly popped up in his mind. He realized that he really wanted to talk to the chinese man before he separated from Alfred's body. He just didn't know how he should explain that to his brother.
Alfred sighed. 'You know... I can read your mind...' Matthew froze. "Y-you're joking, right?"

'I'm not joking dude! I can see everything you're thinking in here!' Alfred answered at his question. Matthew blushed, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Well... I really want to meet him and talk to him...", he said quietly, his cheeks turning redder than before. Alfred sighed from inside his head.
'Fine... Do as you want, but I want to have my body back as soon as possible!' he said.

"O-oui..", Matthew said and nodded. "I'll do my best."
'Good', Alfred said inside his head, sighing in relief.

As Matthew came closer and closer to Yao's big red house he started to get nervous. What should he say? "Hello, my name is Matthew"? No, that didn't work. He took a deep breath, not noticing the brunette that was running towards him from the left before they already had crashed into each other. A couple of oranges rolled out on the ground. Matthew quickly bend down to pick them up.

"I-I'm so sorry!" he said while picking most of the oranges up. Then he looked at the man. Oh, it was Yao, he noticed. After another second he also noticed that the chinese man was crying.
"A-are you all right?" Matthew asked and wiped away Yao's tears with his thump. Yao looked a bit surprised, but the surprised look slowly turned into a blush.

"Y-yes aru, I'm alright", he hurried to say. Matthew was still concerned. He reached for the plastic bag was holding and slowly dropped the oranges into it. Then stood up and offered Yao a hand. Yao looked at his hand. After awhile he took it and Matthew helped him up from the ground.
"Thank you are", Yao sighed, slowly letting go of Matthew's hand. "Matthew's" heart was beating like crazy. Alfred made a little irritated noise inside his head. Matthew ignored it.
"S-shall I help you home?" he asked, hoping Yao would say yes.
"N-no aru, I'll be okay", the chinese man said, rubbed his red swollen eyes and repeated: "I'll be okay."
Matthew frowned.
"No, I'm following you home", he said, being very thankful that people seemed to hear him when he was in Alfred's body.

Yao stared at him for a second, then looked down on the ground. Matthew guessed that was the look of the defeat and smiled softly at him.

They ended up walking the last part to Yao's house next to each other. They didn't say a word. Yao was a bit embarrassed and continued looking down on the ground. But Matthew still enjoyed walking next to the man. The silence didn't bother him at all.
Suddenly Yao whispered: "You didn't need to follow me home aru..." Matthew chuckled a little.

"But I wanted to", he said, stopping himself from adding, "Because I like you." Saying that would probably scare him. So he didn't say anything.
Soon Yao's big house stood before them.
"I guess I'll walk back home then, eh?" Matthew said and smiled. Yeah, he needed to come up with a way to come out of Alfred's body. Or his brother would get angry. Really, he was already irritated. Matthew could feel it.
Matthew turned around and started walking back to the apartment.
"W-wait aru!" the older man called after him. Matthew was a bit surprised, but he turned around again to look at the brunette.
"P-please... Come in and have some tea with me aru... I-I don't want to be alone right now...", the man mumbled. Matthew stared at him. Yao wanted him to... stay? Drink tea with him? It was like the dream he though was locked in and forever an impossibility suddenly came true.
"A-ah... S-sure! If that's what you want mon ami", he said and smiled softly. Of course he wanted to stay.

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