A/N: Yes, I am finally posting another chapter! Sorry, I was going to post a lot sooner but I had surgery a few days ago so I have been really sore and I have been trying to make the pain feel better before I got on here. I also got a brand new laptop so I'm going to post a lot more since I now have my very own computer!
Ivan and Mattie are finally going to go on their date in the next chapter! Hallelujah! This chapter is more filler drama than anything else but I still like it. Thank you for all of the reviews that I have been getting! They have kept pushing me on to continue this story. I'm thinking about posting a Christmas and New Year's chapter since it is the holidays! Does anyone else think that I should?
Sorry if this was not the best that I could do. I was up at 3 in the morning writing this since my pain meds kept me from falling asleep long enough to really think about anything. I think it was a pretty good job even for being all hyped up on pain meds and lack of sleep.
I do not own Hetalia even though it would be really awesome if I did. All I like to with Hetalia is pair Matthew up with a lot of people that usually include Alfred in there one way or another.
Alfred and Matthew continued to not talk throughout the day. They wouldn't even try to make eye contact with each other. They each were confused on why the other was not trying to talk with them, but they both decided not to ask the other about it. Matthew stayed close with Ivan throughout the day and didn't even hang out with his normal friends instead of ditching Ivan. He hung out with Ivan's sisters Katyusha and Natalia. Natalia scared him for most of the time since she was giving him a death glare during all of lunch and was muttering something about "killing Matthew".
Alfred would just watch from afar how Matthew was spending more time with Ivan than he was him. He was his best friend for Pete's sake! Alfred stayed around Gilbert, Feliciano, Ludwig, and Kiku for most of the day. They all noticed that something was wrong with Alfred but they didn't want to ask him about it. Gilbert was about to but Ludwig knocked some sense into his older brother before he had the chance to. Alfred was very sure that he was going to ask Matthew about it whenever they got home so that he would at least have some kind of clue what was going on.
Matthew and Alfred didn't talk with each other even on the car ride home. Gilbert was about to ask about it again but Antonio kept him distracted with something else during the entire trip. They both got out of the car and wave good-bye to Antonio, Gilbert, and Lovino. They walked as quickly as they could inside and dropped their bags off at the front door. They both went into the living room and turned on the TV to see if there was anything on to distract them from each other.
When they found out that there was nothing really on that would hold their attention for very long, Alfred stopped flipping and left it on some random cartoon from the 90's. Both Alfred and Matthew sat in silence trying to figure out who was going to be the very first person to speak about everything. "How… was your day?" Alfred asked in the most awkward way possible. Matthew was shocked at hearing Alfred speak to him since he hadn't since earlier that morning.
"It was alright. Ivan was nice enough to let me eat lunch with him and he walked with me to all of my classes. He even asked me out to dinner tonight." Matthew's voice kept getting happier and lighter as he continued to talk about Ivan. Alfred clenched and unclenched his jaw trying not to snap at Matthew about how he really felt about him. Alfred nodded as he listened to Matthew talk about how misunderstood Ivan was and how he really was a nice guy. Alfred was going to try and support Matthew since he seemed happy with talking with the tall Russian man.
They sat in silence after Matthew finished talking about how excited he was about his date with Ivan. Alfred tried to think of something to say back to kind of explain how he felt without giving everything away. "If… If he tries anything to hurt you… You need to call me right away. I'll come get you as quickly as possible. I don't want you to get hurt, Mattie." Alfred kept his eyes away from Matthew as he spoke to him. Alfred's light blue eyes were glazed over with hurt and sadness but he kept them away from Matthew so he wouldn't be able to see how he was feeling about the entire thing.
"I'll be okay, Al. He's a nice guy and I trust him well enough that he's not going to hurt me. But thank you for being there for me. You'll always be my hero." Matthew studied Alfred's face. He could see the hurt in his eyes even if Alfred wasn't looking at him. Matthew moved closer to Alfred since they were on the same couch and Matthew hugged Alfred's shoulders and laid his head on his shoulder. Alfred sat there and just enjoyed the scent of Matthew being right there next to him.
Alfred closed his eyes and just tried to make that moment last for as long as he could. Arthur and Francis weren't home since they were at work until about eight. Alfred would have to be the one to explain where Matthew went and of course, Francis would be ecstatic that his little boy was finally growing up and Arthur would be pissed that Matthew didn't tell them himself. Alfred really wasn't looking forward to that talk since they would both figure out something was up with him.
Alfred laid his hand over Matthew's and leaned a little bit against him as well. He wished that he could be like this forever. Right at Matthew's side always being able to be there for him and be the one that he leaned on for everything. They turned toward each other and stared into each other's eyes searching for something they weren't sure of. They stayed in that position until they realized that they were leaning closer and closer to each other. Alfred closed his eyes praying that this wasn't just a dream. Their lips were only mere millimeters apart when Matthew turned away and stood up off the couch.
He cleared his throat and ran his hands through his wavy hair. "Well, I think I need to go upstairs and decide what I'm going to wear tonight. I'll see you later, Al." Matthew ran upstairs to his room and shut the door behind him. He leaned his back against the door and put his hand over his heart and he could feel it pounding inside of his chest. He had no clue why he got that way around Alfred. He wasn't lying when he said that Alfred would always be his hero. It would always be true since Alfred was always there. He moved his hand from his chest to his lips where he almost kissed Alfred. He had no clue if what he did was right or not. He would have to think about that situation later since he needed to get ready for his date with Ivan.
Alfred laid his back against the cushion of the couch when he heard Matthew's bedroom door shut. He was so close to kissing Matthew that if his heart wasn't rushing, he would have been sure that it was simply just a wild dream. Maybe he was pushing it too far being that close to him, but it didn't seem like Matthew was rejecting it either. His mind was spinning with all of the things that were going through it. Before he knew it, he could hear someone knocking at the front door. He didn't want to remember but Ivan was there to pick Matthew up for their date.
"Can you get that for me, Al? I'm still getting dressed." Matthew called down the stairs from his room. Alfred groaned as he got up off the couch. He lightly tried to smooth out the slight wrinkles he had gotten in his uniform from laying on the couch. He turned the doorknob to see Ivan standing there with that same grin he had on earlier. He looked different since he wasn't in school uniform like Alfred was used to. He was wearing a button down white dress shirt along with a really nice looking pair of jeans. Ivan looked shocked that Alfred was the one to answer the door. "We don't want any." Alfred tried to shut the door on Ivan but Ivan put his foot in front of the door before it was able to shut completely.
"Ah, ah, Alfred. I'm not here for you; I'm here for Matvey, da?" Ivan said pushing the door open with the hand that wasn't holding sunflowers for Matthew. Alfred let a slight growl slip out from the back of his throat but let him in anyway. Alfred shut the door behind Ivan and stood impatiently while glaring at the back of Ivan's head. Maybe, if he glared hard enough, he would be able to burn a hole there and him and Mattie wouldn't have to go on a date.
"Are you still mad that I'm the one winning Matvey and you aren't?" Ivan growled lowly with malice dripping off of his voice. He was trying to keep quiet enough so that Matthew wouldn't be able to hear him. "For your information, dude, Matthew told me that I would always be his hero. I'll always be at a higher place than you in Matthew's heart. You'll always lose to me, the hero." Alfred growled back with even more contempt in his voice. Ivan seemed unfazed by the reply. If anything, he seemed even happier about it. "Well then, it seems that I'm going to have to step up my game, da?" Ivan's eyes grew dark as he turned to face Alfred. They stared each other down with pure hatred on both of their faces.
They both turned to the stairs as they heard Matthew running down them. He was dressed in a dressy forest green t-shirt and a nicer pair of jeans since he really wasn't sure where they were going that night. "Sorry I'm late, Ivan. I was running a bit behind." Matthew glanced over at Alfred who refused to look at either Matthew or Ivan. Matthew's feelings were hurt that he wouldn't look at him but he wasn't going to let that ruin his night with Ivan. "Make sure to tell Dad and Papa where I went tonight, Alfred. I'll be back in a few hours. Love you." He gave a quick peck to Alfred's cheek then put his arm through Ivan's.
As they were walking out the door, Ivan glanced back to see a look of defeat on Alfred's face. He let Matthew walked a little bit ahead of him before he chuckled lowly and whispered just loud enough for Alfred to hear. "After tonight, Matthew's going to want to be one with me and not you, da?" Ivan shut the door and Alfred punched the wall that was closest to him. It wasn't the smartest idea since he hand began to hurt severely. He let a few tears slip from his eyes without him trying to stop them at all. He wasn't going to lose Mattie, never. Especially not to an insane Russian man that was going to end up hurting him just to get at Alfred. He was going to save both he and Matthew; no matter the length that he would have to go to.