That Friday night Matthew stood with his clothes scattered all across the floor, he just couldn't make up his mind on what to wear. He felt so feminine standing there flustered and red, he hadn't even started on his hair yet. Gilbert would be picking him up soon and he was no where near being ready. He called out fro his brother and Alfred came into the room. "What should I wear for my first date!?" He asked him and Alfred just shrugged is shoulders.

"Dude I might be gay but I don't know shit about clothes. When I went out with Arthur for the first time I wore a t-shirt and my lucky jacket. Why don't you just wear your red hoodie, its cold out anyways." Alfred said and Matthew looked around for the hoodie, it was just to casual for a first date. Alfred rolled his eyes and sighed, he picked up a blue button down shirt and forced it onto his brother. He rolled the sleeves half way up his arm and undid the top to buttons. "There that looks good enough. Stop worrying about it, its not like you'll be wearing it long anyways." Alfred joked.

Matthew rolled his eyes and left the shirt on but he did try to unroll the sleeves but Alfred took them and rolled them back up. "Why do you keep rolling the sleeves up?" Matthew asked and Alfred squeezed his arm and laughed.

"Because you have really nice arms, when you have the sleeves down it hides em'. You have to remember there are three places people check out first, arms, chest, and ass. You have to show off what looks the best. For you that would be your arms and your chest, you have a flat looking ass but then again your pants are always was to big." Alfred then reached back and grabbed one of his butt cheeks. Matthew's whole face filled with color and he angrily shoved his brother away. Alfred gave a laugh. "Dude why the fuck do you wear such baggy shit? If I had a ass like that...I wouldn't wear pants!" He said and Matthew kicked him out of his room, he no longer wanted his help.

He pressed his back against the closed door and sighed and slipped down to the floor. Covering his face with his hands he let out a stressed out moan. What was he to do, he had feared for his life when he first kissed Gilbert, he thought he was never going to see him again, and when he kissed him in the car had had been feeling like he was on cloud nine, he was thankful to be alive and he was oozing confidence then. But now he was scared out of his mind, he didn't know what his emotions were doing to him.

Why did feeling things have to be so difficult and painful at times. Even the most positive of emotions could hurt in large amounts, the weight of it crushed you, it was hard only being able to feel that one feel crushing down on you. Love seemed to hurt the most, it made him confused and nervous, and it made him happy, yet there was a fear to it, he feared so much from it, he didn't want to be afraid of this feeling but he couldn't help it. With the fear there is always a fight or flight instinct, he was unsure which he would do, would he run from how he felt, or would he fight though the fear and nerves and allow himself to open up to another person like that.

It was all to soon to tell what the out come would be, it was just their first date, it would go like most dates would. They would their dinners and talk with one another, they might go for a walk together, and Gilbert would take him home and they would share a kiss. That was how a first date was suppose to go. But Matthew's track record with bad first dates had him worried. He really liked Gilbert and he didn't want to mess things up with him. He threw on a pair of pants, Alfred was right about two things, his pants were really baggy, and he needed to relax. Relax, he and Gilbert had been best friends, so what if the label changed they were still the same people they were before. This thought actually brought him some comfort.

If only the same could be said for Gilbert, he was sweating up a nervous rain storm, he had to change his shirt twice before he drove over, he had the cold air blowing on him to keep him from sweating any more. He parked out side Matthew's house, he checked his refection before getting out of the car. He held his breath as he walked to the door. All sort of thoughts began to run though his head, was he dressed to casually, it was a new outfit so was that okay, did he put on to much cologne.

Knocking on the door, he quickly brushed his fingers though his hair and smelled his own breath (he had brushed his teeth three times). Mrs. Williams opened the door and smiled at him. "Hey there honey, well don't just stand there sweet heart get your pretty face in here." She said and waved her hand towards the living room. He walked inside and took a seat on the couch, she sat in the lazy boy chair and kept smiling at him. "Matthew is upstairs he'll be down soon. I'm so happy you two are finally going out, I was getting so annoyed with the two of you. But be warned Gilbert, you hurt my boy and I'll hunt you down, there is no place you can hide where I won't be able to find you." She had said this all while still wearing a smile. Gilbert just nodded and wondered if Alfred's boyfriend got the same treatment.

Matthew came down the stairs, he looked over at Gilbert and the albino quickly stood up. Mrs. Williams smiled at her stepson and wished the two of them luck with their date. They quickly left to avoid any awkward moments she might cause, it was a good thing to. She ended up seeing her neighbor taking out the trash. She opened the window and leaned out it. "Hey Vash guess who doesn't have to worry about her kids becoming teen parents! Me! Guess who still does! You!" She laughed loudly and closed the window.

Matthew and Gilbert didn't talk during the car ride, neither of them knew what to say to one another. Finally after not being able to take the silence between them Matthew felt like he had to say something. "This shouldn't be so hard Gil...we know each other already...we're just dating now." Matthew said and looked over at him, Gilbert kept his eyes on the road, his usually horrid driving was actually good.

"I know but its different now...like us hooking wasn't how most couples do it. We we're in a closest, in a morgue, you were a moose, and I was bleeding heavily from my nose, oh and we both thought we we're going to be killed." Gilbert said and Matthew couldn't help but to laugh.

"Well screw normal, normal is boring. And you know for a fact that, that kiss was hot." Matthew teased and watched him blush.

"Tonight will be different, we won't be fearing for our lives. I want to do things right, I really want our first date to go perfectly." He said and Matthew smiled at him. He loved this other side to him, Gilbert was adorable, he couldn't wait to kiss him again. They reached the restaurant and Gilbert got out o the car first to open the door for him. When Matthew went to get out Gilbert held out his hand for him to take. Blushing he reached out and took it, Gilbert helped him out of the car.

They walked inside hand in hand. Gilbert seemed a bit concerned with what people would think, he kept looking around nervously at all the people sitting at their tables. Matthew held his hand a bit tighter and looked at him from the corner of his eyes. He began to think that a date out in public was to much. They were getting some disgusted looks from some people in the restaurant, other looks were just that of surprise. Matthew really hoped no one would say anything to them, he had heard some horror stories from Alfred about the things he has had people say to him before while he was on a date.

The host took them to their table, understanding without words. He sat them at a booth in the very back, no one else was sitting back there except. They sat across from each other, Gilbert seemed less nervous now that there were no eyes on them. He reached across the table and took him by the hand and smiled at him. "Maybe some time I could cook dinner for you, I'll make you some real German food." He said and Matthew nodded, he liked the sound of that.

Their waitress came to their table, she gave them some water. "Would you boys like anything else to drink?" She asked and they pulled their hands back from one another.

"Just water." They both ended up saying and they then opened their menus. Matthew peeked over the top, he stared at Gilbert as he read over the meals. There was nothing he didn't like about Gilbert's face, his jaw, his mouth, his nose, his eyes, all of it he loved it all. He found himself day dreaming about biting the spot where his neck met his shoulder, he pictured the sounds he would make, what his face would look like, and how his skin would heat up to his touch. He snapped out of it and lowered his eyes back to the menu.

Gilbert picked something out and he closed his menu, setting down at the table. Matthew ended up making up his mind and he closed his menu, their waitress only had a couple tables so she got back to them quickly, she took their orders and darted into the kitchen. They talked with each other as they waited for their food, it took a moment for them to both be fully comfortable with one another. By the time their food got their they were laughing and joking with each other and well as doing a bit of gossiping.

The waitress smiled at them and set their plates down in front of them. "I hope you boys enjoy just yell if you need anything." She said and walked off. They intently started eating, they had been so nervous throughout the day that they hadn't eaten a single thing. They talked very little while they ate, but when they did it was about what to get for dessert. They decided on the molten chocolate cake. The waitress returned to take their plates, she asked them if they wanted anything else and they both quickly made their order.

They shared one cake, using their spoons like swords, fighting playfully for bites. "I don't see why I was so nervous earlier, nothing has really changed between us, I mean those feelings were always there and we were just fine then." Gilbert said and smiled at him. Matthew had a spoon full of cake in his mouth so he just nodded.

Gilbert paid for everything, even left a nice tip for the waitress. They left taking a drive though some back roads, it was to chilly out that night for them to be walking around outside, like he had planned. When it got later Gilbert had to take Matthew home.

He parked the car on the side of the road and he opened the door for him again. He walked him to the door with the full intention on kissing him good night, he could feel the palms of his hands start to get sweaty, he tried wiping them off on his pants as he walked. Matthew stopped at the door and turned toward him. "Alfred is watching us from his room right now." He whispered and Gilbert turned his head to look but Matthew grabbed him by the front of the shirt. "Don't look, just kiss me already." He said and smirked at him.

Gilbert gulped, his heart was pounding. The two times they had kissed before Matthew had been the one to make the move, now he was asking him to. He leaned in and kissed him softly, Matthew's other hand reached up to clench in front of his shirt. They parted and Matthew smiled at him, they kissed again and this time it was more forceful. "Is he still watching us?" Gilbert asked and Matthew nodded his head and whispered a silent good night to him before slipping inside.

Matthew closed the door behind him and Alfred was at the top of the steps waiting for him. His brother was smiling from ear to ear, he looked way to happy. "I see your date went well, really well in fact." He teased.

Matthew smirked and walked up the steps. "If it had gone any better I would have gotten laid, which is more then you can say." Matthew joked, teasing Alfred. He laughed and walked past him.

"That was uncalled for bro!" Alfred said to him pouting out lis lower lip just like a child. Matthew laughed at him before he went into the bath room and brushed his teeth. He washed his face before stripping down to his underwear and crawling into bed. He closed his eyes and snuggled against his pillow, burning his face into the blanket, he felt so warm inside, he wanted to see Gilbert again.

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I don't feel so good today so I'm going to wait until tomorrow to do some more job hunting. Today I might just relax and do some writing.

I hopefully you guys like this chapter, sorry its a bit on the boring side. I'll try to make the next one more thrilling and entertaining.

Oh a moth flew into my dad's oatmeal.

And as for the fight or flight thing, this is something I noticed about myself, I have a horrible habit of running away when a romantic relationship I'm in gets serious. This is why its hard for me to get in one, I know that I'll just run again instead of taking a risk.