When Arthur returned back home to the apartment he found his roommate sitting in the kitchen drinking all of his rum. He was surprised to see him there, he thought that he would be out late with Lovino. "Antonio give me that!" Arthur snapped, taking the drink from him and grabbing him by the arm. As soon as he touch Antonio the man began to cry. It wasn't just little cry cause he had been drinking, it was full blown scream crying. Arthur instantly let him go but that didn't get the crying to stop.

Arthur stared at him, before helping him to his feet. He took Antonio to his room and placed him in bed. "He broke up with me...I didn't even get the chance to give him the ring." Antonio took his pillow and shoved it over his face. Arthur tried to comfort him, he couldn't stand the way he was crying. It was loud, attacking his ear drums in shrill begging wails. Antonio was heart broken like he's never seen him before, Arthur didn't know if there was anything he could do, only time would tell. He got him some water and gave him his space.

When school started back up it was easy to see that things were going to be uncomfortable between the two. Lovino had this look on his face, his eyes were puffy and his cheeks rosy, it looked like he had been crying the night before or he had been drinking. When Alfred came in looking the same way, Arthur came to the conclusion that the two had simple had some drinks together. Lovino kept his eyes down as he walked past him, they only peeked up once and that was to look at Antonio. Lovino wanted to talk to him, he didn't want to drift apart from him like Matthew and Carlos had done. Yet his mouth stayed closed and he kept walking, his eyes lowering back to the ground.

What he could he say, his mind and mouth could never voice anything to him now. Lovino took his seat and bit the inside of his cheek. No one besides Alfred knew that he and Antonio broke up, Lovino didn't even tell his brother. Feliciano would worry to much and would try to get them back together. Lovino didn't want that, he couldn't go back yet, he needed to grow up first. He had so much to prove.

To get his mind off everything he actually focused every ounce of his being on the lesson. He scribbled down notes and asked questions. It actually worked, his mind allowed him a moment of peace where he didn't feel horrible about his actions. He looked over at Alfred, his friend was chewing gum and blowing a big pink bubble, when it popped it covered his whole face. The teacher snapped at him and sent him to go clean up.

After class, Lovino sorted his notes and placed them inside his locker. "Lovino can we talk?" Lovino stopped what he was doing and looked over his shoulder at Arthur. He glared at him and slammed his locker closed, holding his text book for his next class underneath his arm.

"I need to get to class, so that would be a huge fucking no." He mumbled so the teachers wouldn't hear him and walked away. Arthur followed beside him.

"There's no need to be rude with me young man. I just wanted to say that I think you did the mature thing by ending things with Antonio, most young people wouldn't have done what you did." Arthur told him, but Lovino didn't want to hear any of this from him. Arthur was still Antonio's ex and for that reason alone he felt bitterly toward him. A dominant part of this bitterness was jealously, Arthur and Antonio are around the same age so they could do things together that he couldn't. They could actually be seen together on dates, go to bars, and even have sex if they wanted, they could do all that without worry.

Lovino huffed and stared at him. "Maybe Al will wise up and do the same thing. He would be better off." He told him and Arthur stopped walking. Lovino took a couple more step before he stopped, he turned to look at Arthur. He wondered how upset Arthur would be if Alfred broke up with him, would it crush him or would he be fine. Arthur looked surprised, like what Lovino had said had caught him off guard. "Who am I kidding, it isn't a matter of 'maybe'...its a matter of 'when'." Lovino warned and walked away, going to his class.

Arthur felt a tightness in his chest and a sense of worry creep though his skin. Glancing down he pondered the thought. The more he though about the worse the feeling in his chest became, he almost didn't notice the time. He returned to the class but he could hardly focus, he had just realized something important about himself. If Alfred was to break up with him he would feel terrible, down right shitting, heart broken even. The very thought of it filled him with grief, and he cursed under his breath, this feeling. He left like a idiot for not realizing it sooner but he was falling in love and for a foolish immature teenager. He actually had to laugh at himself, he had really set himself to end up just as heart broken as his room mate.

He looked over at the door and saw Matthew walk by with that boyfriend of his. The two were smirking and saying something to each other that he couldn't hear. Arthur had a feeling that the two were skipping class, seeing that they were different grades and that Gilbert's class wasn't even on the same floor as Matthew's. They could already be in their seats and not sneaking past a door. He sighed and let the two of them go, he was just to busy thinking to go and stop them.

Matthew smiled at Gilbert, holding tightly onto his hand. They went out the back door in the lunch room and walked to the parking lot. They got into Gilbert's car, they weren't skipping just one class but the rest of the school day. Matthew had talked Gilbert into going to the ice rink, he thought that ice skating together would make for a cute date and maybe later they could go out for coffee. They drove out to the rink, there weren't many cars there seeing that it was a weekday. "Awesome there should be plenty of room now. Come on Gil." Matthew said flying out of the car. Gilbert didn't share in is boyfriend's excitement, but it was wonderful watching him get so worked up over something that he enjoyed. He would bare with the ice and the cold just to see him like that.

Matthew turned and took Gilbert's hand in his, he could tell Gilbert wasn't nearly as thrilled as he was but he was so hyped up that he just couldn't calm down yet. He needed to get on that ice, it has been so long since he skated last, the last time he actually did was back before he quit the hockey team. Nothing was better then feeling yourself fly across that ice and slam some poor bastard into the wall or the ice, then punching them. He missed playing hockey, playing on the street or the floor just didn't have the same feel to it as the ice.

They went inside and Matthew got them their skated. He showed Gilbert how to tie them, he then helped him onto the ice. It was funny watching him try to keep his balance as little kids went sliding on past. It was like watching a new born baby deer try to walk for the first time, his legs were shaking and it would made a squeak when he thought he was going to fall. Matthew help him up, once Gilbert had himself braced against the wall, Matthew showed him how to move forward. He held Gilbert's hands and skated backward, pulling him along slowly. Gilbert stared down at his feet, blushing.

His hold on Matthew tightened when Matthew started to pull him along faster. "Its alright Gil, try moving your feet, see if you can skate on your own now." Matthew slowly let him go, he kept skating backwards with his hands out ready to catch him if needed. Gilbert was able to move on his own, he gave a laugh and skated along with Matthew going very slowly at first until he got a grasp of the flow. Matthew held onto his hand, his fingers were a little cold.

They went around a few times before Matthew quickly darted off, showing off his speed in front of him. Gilbert tried going faster but he couldn't get himself to fly across the ice like his boyfriend could. Matthew slid to a stop, digging up the ice, he smiled over at him and waited there for Gilbert. After awhile Gilbert grew tired and they stopped, Gilbert didn't know how to use the brakes and he ended up crashing into the wall with enough force to flip himself over it.

Matthew quickly skated to where he had crashed, he hopped off the ice over the wall. "Gilbert? Are you okay?" He asked and grabbed him. Gilbert smiled at him but his lip was bleeding from where his face had collided with the ground. Matthew wiped his face with his sleeve and he took their skates off so he could take Gilbert to the restroom to clean up. He held wet paper towel to his lip. "Does that hurt?" He asked and Gilbert smirked.

"Not really but this means you're paying for coffee." Gilbert teased and Matthew rolled his eyes. He got the bleeding to stop. Matthew cupped Gilbert's face in his hand, tilting his head, looking at at his face, besides the cut on Gilbert's lip there was a scrap on his chin. Matthew got a clean wet paper towel and wiped it over it, trying to clean it the best he could. "Hey that kinda stings." Gilbert said leaning away from him. Matthew sighed and tossed the paper towel in the trash.

He took Gilbert's hand. "Lets go get that coffee. Then we can go to your house." He said and They walked out of the bathroom.

"Why my house?" Gilbert asked. He didn't think his grandfather would be home, the winter months usually kept him very busy, people getting stranded, car problems due to the cold. Matthew pulled his hood over his head.

"Dad and Libby got the same day off, so they're both at the house. Oh and I forgot to tell you, Liz was looking for you, she wanted to know if you wanted to go see that new action movie that comes out on Friday." He told him and waited in front of the passenger side. Gilbert unlocked the car and brushed the snow off his windows before getting in.

Elizaveta and he hadn't hung out in so long, he missed hanging around her. "Weren't we suppose to go out Friday?" Gilbert remembered, he and Matthew had made plans to go out to dinner.

"We can go out another time. Besides Tim wanted to hang out." Matthew said and watched as Gilbert tensed up. He still didn't like Tim all that much. Matthew waited for him to say something about it, but Gilbert didn't.

Matthew and Tim became pretty good friends after he made himself clear that he didn't want any kind of relationship with him that wasn't friendship. Tim understood, he wasn't really all that interested in dating Matthew, honestly he just wanted a sexual relationship but he was okay with just being friends. Tim was also interested in seeing how Matthew's love life with Gilbert was going, he was a tiny bit nosy in that way.

"I guess we can go out on Sunday. Wait shit I work Sunday, umm what about we just go out Thursday."

"I have a doctors appointment on Thursday, why not Wednesday?"

"Yeah Wednesday will work." Gilbert said and they drove to his house. Sure enough his grandfather was no where in sight. He was still worried that the man would come home at anytime. They took their shoes off at the door and Gilbert hung up their coats. He made them some hot chocolate and they wrapped up in a blanket on the couch.

Matthew leaned against him, closing his eyes and holding his cup in his hands. They stayed just like that drinking their cocoa. When the mugs were empty they set them down on the coffee table in front of them and cuddled on the couch, kissing each other softly. Matthew kissed Gilbert's neck and ran his hands down his side, holding him by his waist. He nipped at his ear. Gilbert felt his whole body get warm, from the drink, the blanket, and from the weight on top of him smothering him with nips and kisses. "Gil...I want to...take things a bit further." He said and kissed him deeply.

Gilbert's heart gave a nervous jump inside his chest. He quickly placed his hands on Matthew's shoulders and gave a shove. Matthew stared at him, surprised but at the same time a part of him saw this reaction coming. He covered Gilbert's hand with his own. "We don't have to do anything you don't want to." Matthew told him and sat up. Gilbert sat up as well, blushing and looking down.

Gilbert didn't say anything, he was to embarrassed and flustered to speak. Matthew held his hand and smiled at him. "Gil...hey please say something." Matthew asked and softly gave his hand a squeeze.

"We haven't been dating that long Matt, I'm just not ready to...to have sex yet."

"Whoa I didn't mean go all the way, I just want to go further. Like more touching, maybe stuff with our shirts off, I don't know, just whatever you would be comfortable with doing. Nothing like hand jobs or blow jobs, at least not just yet." Matthew explained and he felt his own face grow hot, he didn't plan for this talk to be so embarrassing. Gilbert was even redder then he was, he was biting his lip, Matthew couldn't help but want to kiss him again, biting at that lip himself. He moved closer to Gilbert, leaning in as if to kiss him. "Just tell me to stop if I do anything you don't like. I'll stop, okay." He then kissed him.

…...

So Lovino and Antoino are in the sad faze of their break up. Arthur and Alfred are in different relationship points but Arthur is starting to cache up with him. And Matthew and Gilbert are trying to reach a new stepping stone. Dun dun dun, things are heating back up again.

I hope to get more writing done this weekend. Stick with me guys I promise this will get good.

Just don't plan on Lovino and Antonio getting back together anytime soon. They will start talking again but just not yet.

So please review with your thoughts and tell me what you think will happen next with everyone.