Since I already have chapter 3 done, I decided just to post it. It will be a while before I can get a 4th chapter up. Maybe a week. Maybe after New Years. I'll be dealing with planning out getting my braces for the rest of the month before I actually get them.

Chapter 3~ Peacefull Ride

The party was dying down after hours of fun, however Alfred was no where to be found, niether was Als crumpet loving boyfriend. Matthew sighed, all he wanted to do was leave. He still couldn't believe what had happend. Slowly he put his fingers on his lips.

"Want another one?"

Matthew jumped when he heard the voice. He had ran so fast out of the garden he forgot that Gilbert could easily find him again. He put his hand down slowly, "n-non. I am good."

"That is a shame. You have such nice lips." Gilbert snickered with a smirk on his face. "Are you leaving? I could give you a ride if you need one."

"N-no.. I'm fine. I just need to find my brother." Matthew was scanning his eyes across the large room. There weren't many people left and it made it quite obvious he had already gone off with Arthur again without letting him know he needed to find another ride home.

"You mean the one that looks like you? He left with Arthur a while ago. " Gilbert smirked. "I think you missed him."

A small frown shown present on Matthews face told Gilbert he was the least bit enthusiastic about his brothers obliviousness to his existence. "Are you sure you don't want me to take you home?"

Matthew looked down at his feet as he could feel his cheeks becoming pink from embarrasment. He nodded softly which made Gilbert grin and grab his arm roughly as he dragged him out of the large house and to the front yard where his car sat in the grass looking strangly out of place.

Gilbert fished for his car keys in his pockets. Slurred curse words escaping his lips after every pocket that came out empty. Finally the right pocket was found and he brought the keys out with a triumphant grunt.

Seeing as how the owner of the car seemed to still be more than tipsy, Matthew decided to speak up a bit. He quietly walked over to the man and placed his hand on Gilberts forearm, stopping him from opening the door. "Ma-maybe I should drive."

A surprised look was plastered on Gilberts face. "And why should I let you drive my car?"

"Because, you are still a bit drunk. And I know where to go, eh?"

With a small nod, and a "you're right," Gilbert handed his keys to the small Canadian next to him and walked to the passanger side of the car. He hopped in without another word on the matter.

Aphaphaph

Driving Gilberts car was a strange experience. Matthew hadn't driven a car in almost a years time. He never visted anyone and his food was always delivered by the local grocery store. The only reason Matthew ever left home was because of his brother taking him to play hockey or a party as his wing man. But some how, he took pleasure in driving this strangers car.

The car sat idly at a red light. It was late and no other cars were the road. It was peaceful.

He looked over at the man beside him, wanting to say something, but he stopped short. He had fallen asleep in the passenger seat, with his head back against the head rest.

The longer Matthew watched the sleeping man, the more he noticed his features. The way his mouth quirked up slightly on the sides. How he's cheek bones made a soft shadow, giving the overly pale man some color to his drawn face. His sharp chin that had rough patches of white hair from where he had shaven just the day before, arleady starting to grow back. 'He is handsome' Matthew thought as he turned his attention back to the road, noticing that the once red light was now green.

It only took a few short moments before he arrived back at his house. He turned the car off and opened the door. The rain was still coming down, but softly now.

Seeing as how his drunken companion was still sleeping, Matthew thought it best to wake him and take him inside. It wasn't safe for him to drive home in his condition and staying in his car would only get him sick from the cold the longer then night went on.

He opened the passanger door and leaned over the man to undo his seat belt. Gilbert smelled strongly of beer. The smell making his lips curl.

Matthew nudged Gilberts shoulders trying to gently wake him up but to no avail. So, he had to do the only thing he could. He grabbed Gilberts right arm and wrapped it around his neck, taking his left so he could pull him out of the seat. Gilbert grummbled in protest, muttering something about "5 more minutes Luddy" but got out of the car anyway.

After closing the door with his hip and locking the car, Matthew slowly walked Gilbert inside. It was hard with all the bigger mans weight threatening to crush him if he fell, but they made it in.

They were soaked now. Matthew was shivering a bit from the cold, wanting to take off his rain soaked jacket. Gently, he dropped Gilbert onto the couch before taking off his own jacket and placing it on the hook by the door.

He walked back over to Gilbert and sighed. The man wasn't wearing a coat and his shirt was soaked in rain. He couldn't leave him like that, the only thing he could do was rid the man of his cold, damp shirt. As he peeled the pressed shirt off of Gilbert, he felt his cheeks growing hot in embaressment. Never in his life had he taken another mans shirt off, well other than his brothers of course. Alfred was so lazy, he could never do anything himself.

As he started to stand to take the shirt to the laundry room strong arms wrapped around his waist and something started to nuzzle at his stomach. Looking down he saw Gilbert, still very much passed out and red faced. Matthew only guessed it could be from a dream he was having. It made him smile softly and gently pet the mans damp hair.

Matthew looked over his gentle features. From his soft pink lips, to his button nose. Finally to his eyes where he was greeted by piercing red one looking back to his purple.

Startled, Matthew tried moving away but strong arms were still wrapped around him. It made Gilbert smirk to see the smaller man squirm just from a small look. He sat up slowly releasing the man. "So what are you doning with my awesome shirt, ja?"