All throughout class, Arthur has been thinking of ways to admit his feelings. However, his imagination only brings him to a world of ecstasy and guilt. He would tell himself to forget about it. Nothing good can come from it. Unless Alfred has the same feelings, but that would never happen.

"Psst….Hey….Pssssssst…"

"What is it, you bloody idiot?"Arthur turns around in his seat to face Alfred who is grinning from ear to ear.

He scoots his chair closer and leans over the table that separates them. "I have a secret to tell you."

"Really now? What is it, Alfred?" It grew hard to hide the thoughts Arthur is having at the moment. Could he possibly say he is growing feelings for him as well? Why did he have to lean across the table like that? It makes him look so fuckable.

Alfred pulls himself inches away from Arthur's face. "I think I have a crush on someone. I always get this fluttery feeling when I see her."

Her.

Her?

When I see her.

The words ring through Arthur's mind. It's over before it began. He doesn't stand a chance now. He can't let Alfred know he is disheartened, though. "Oh yeah? Is she pretty?"

"Damn straight! Her hair is a lighter blonde than mine and her eyes…. I could get lost in those eyes." Alfred looked away and his eyes wandered the room, laying everywhere except Arthur.

Through all of his pain, Arthur manages a smile and pats him on the back, "She sounds like a really nice gal." Lowering his hand he adds, "There is this girl who caught my eye as well, but I don't think I stand a chance. I don't think she notices me, or at least not in that way."

"Make yourself known to her. Make her see you that way." Alfred says with a certain intensity.

Arthur can't stand it. He looks up to the ceiling. "Yeah, I'll give her time."
Well, don't give her too much time. The Valentine's day dance is coming up fast. Don't let another guy take her from you."

The dance! Arthur had totally forgotten about that, but he can't bring Alfred: he has this girl in his head. The natural instinct will beat this new feeling Arthur has, and hopes Alfred has.

"Mr. Jones, we still have ten minutes left in class. Take your seat." The teacher says over her glasses. Alfred slouches back into his seat and lays his head on the table.

Arthur slipped on an apron over his school uniform. He has to get ready for cooking class. Cooking class: totally different than the Gourmet club that he is banned from.

"Oh, let me. Do tell how it went, mon ami." Francis asks as he ties Arthur's apron for him.

"It didn't go so well. He likes some blonde bombshell of a las. After he said that, I lied and said I like some girl as well."

Francis shook his head, and looked like he was about to face palm as well. Instead he rubs his temple thoughtfully. "If you really want him, take him."

"What are you suggesting, you frog?" Arthur straightened up at the thought of taking Alfred. Sure he wants to, but he wouldn't be so radical as to do it. That wouldn't be customary for the Englishman.

"Nothing, just don't cry to me when the lady wins his heart." Francis has a point. If Arthur does nothing but sits back and watches, he has no chance at all.

Arthur turns around to face his friend and smiles, "You're right. I'm going to have a talk with him after school."

"Oui, make it a date."

"I'll start with just talking before any of that." Arthur says grabbing a cook book. "I'm not good with dates. Besides, I don't want to appear as needy as I really am."

Francis smiles, "Whatever works for you, mon ami. Now go out and get him. And don't back down this time. The worst he can do is say he feels nothing for you, and I can tell you that isn't the case."

A grin dances its way across Arthur's face. "You think so? I might actually stand a chance?"

"Stop worrying about it so much and just act. You're making this harder than it really is. Let your body do that talking for you. It knows what it wants, so let it have it." Francis says coyly.

Arthur nearly drops the cook book, "S-Stop suggesting things that sound like sex. It won't happen. The chances of it happening are slim to none."

Francis shrugs, "You won't know until you try, and actually try this time."

Sorry for the late update, i know that Valentine's Day has already passed. This was supposed to be up a lot sooner than this. A lot of school work got in the way after i caught the worst case of the cold I've ever had. Hope everyone enjoys this. Things will start to pick up in the next chapter I promise. :)