A/N: Hello! I am finally back! I'm so sorry that it took me so long to write another chapter. I've been so busy with school and final exams that I haven't been able to work on this at all.
Did I make Ivan just mean enough, or not enough, or too much? It's bothering me and I want to make sure that I did it right otherwise, I want to go back and fix it.
I do not own Hetalia or anything related to it. I just like to write about it. (:
Fortunately for Matthew and Alfred, Mr. Yao was running late that morning. Another time of being late, then the two of them would be getting detention… again. Matthew would have never gotten detention if it weren't for Alfred. You would never see him in there unless Alfred was with him. Sometimes Matthew would wonder why he always let Alfred drag him around like that. He would wonder why he let Alfred do whatever he wanted to and just let him take up the consequences. He would think about it over and over again and he would always come to the same conclusion… It was because he loved the man that he called his best friend.
They had grown up with each other, they had lived with each other, and they had each other's back. He wanted to say something to him but he would always chicken out because he was afraid that Alfred wouldn't feel the same. He thought that Alfred only saw him as his best friend. He would be happy to at least be his friend. To try to make himself feel better, he would usually try to flirt back with Gilbert whenever he did. He didn't really feel anything for him other than just as a friend but he wasn't going to turn away from him since Alfred didn't have anything for him.
Matthew took his seat all the way across the room from Alfred. He tried his best not to look over at him as Alfred was talking with some of the people that were sitting around him. Matthew went to get some of the books out of his bag when he felt someone tap on his shoulder. He turned behind him to see that it was Ivan. Ivan was smiling that childish smile that he always seemed to have. Matthew sent back a small smile. "Can I help you, Ivan?" Ivan's smile seemed to grow a little bit larger. "Da. I was wondering if you would go with me to dinner tonight." Matthew's face went red when the large Russian man asked him to dinner. He never would have thought that Ivan would have any interest in him.
Matthew opened his mouth to say something back but Ivan interrupted him. "Just to let you know, I'm not going to take no for an answer. I'll get you tonight at seven, da?" And without any warning, Ivan bent down to Matthew's level and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Then, just as quick as he came, he went to his seat near Alfred. Matthew put his hand on his cheek where Ivan had kissed him. His face was warm from him blushing really hard. Matthew quickly shook his head and turned back to getting his book and focusing on whatever he needed to do before class.
Unknown to Matthew, Alfred saw and heard the entire between him and Ivan. Alfred was trying everything he could not to just go over and hit Ivan in the face. He needed to understand that Matthew was his and his only. But what would Matthew say to him saying something like that? He could think that Alfred was a complete freak that didn't understand that he wasn't interested in him. When he saw Ivan kiss him on the cheek, he really had to hold himself back. He thought that he should be the only one to be able to do that. Alfred used to do that whenever Matthew would get hurt or something awesome just happened. Alfred still did it too. He did it whenever something would happen to Matthew for something that Alfred had caused. He felt the most jealousy he ever had. No one should be able to touch HIS Matthew like that.
He repeatedly clenched and unclenched his fists trying not to cause any harm to someone innocent. He was Matthew's hero and he needed to be able to protect him. Ivan took his seat behind him and Alfred couldn't even bear to look at him. Ivan seemed to be able to feel the tension in the air. "Is there something wrong, Alfred? Are you upset that I asked your Matvey out before you had the chance to be a man? You waited too late and now he's going to be mine, da?" Ivan had a dark feeling around him. Alfred felt a chill going down his back because Ivan was able to figure out what was going on inside Alfred's head. He was about to say something back but Mr. Yao finally walked into the room. Alfred tried to pay attention to what the teacher was saying but wasn't able to when he kept seeing out of the corner of his eye that Matthew was glancing at Ivan.
After class Alfred stood up to go walk with Matthew to their next class but whenever Alfred got near, Matthew walked right past him and went straight to Ivan. "S-seven is fine with me. I'll be waiting at the door for you." Matthew's face was still red from blushing and he wasn't able to look Ivan in the eyes because he was feeling so shy. Ivan took a glance at Alfred and smirked at him before he put an arm around Matthew and took him to his class. Alfred could do nothing to stop it since he didn't want Matthew to get the wrong impression. He would talk with him tonight before he went on that date with Ivan. Alfred grabbed his bag off of his desk and went to his next class. On the way, he ignored everyone that called out his name. He didn't want to snap at anyone that didn't deserve it. Heroes didn't do that completely unannounced.
When he got to the next class, he saw that Ivan and Matthew were just outside the door still talking. He tried to keep moving without even speaking to either of them. Matthew took notice and was about to reach out for Alfred but Ivan caught his attention to where he wanted to eat that night. Matthew decided he was going to ask Alfred about his behavior later on. If he did something, he wanted to know what exactly it was that he did. The bell was about to ring to signal it being late, so Ivan gave him a quick peck on the cheek goodbye and went down the hall to his class. Matthew's face was red whenever he went back into the room and Alfred noticed that it was red and he turned his head away. He couldn't even bear seeing the sight of it. Both went through the rest of the day completely depressed about the other.