Yeah... I love this story.

Chapter Warnings: Swearing, Soft yaoi, fluff, Sweden, and spoilers for White Collar.

Matthew entered the rink, unsure if it was the right time for tryouts or not. But, as luck would have it, he wasn't the only one who was early. Ivan was sitting on the bench, ice skates already on.

As soon as Ivan saw him, he smiled innocently and waved. Just then, two more men entered the stadium. Matthew walked up, deciding to introduce himself to his fellow hockey players.

The shorter of the two boys smiled at him when he approached, while the other just gave a stern look.

"Hi my name is Matthew."

"Hello, my name is Tino, and this is Berwald." Right then, the coach entered the rink, clipboard in hand.

"Good luck." Matthew smiled.

"You too."

After 2 hours of tryouts, the coach came into the lockeroom, and started listing off the names of people who were on the team.

"Ivan, Tino, Berwald, Vash, Matthew…" He continued to label off names, but since Matthew's name was already called, he drowned him out.

After the coach dismissed him, Matthew walked out to the front of the rink, only to slam right into Gilbert.

"Dude, you were awesome!" Gilbert had the biggest grin on his face. "You totally kicked everyone's ass!"

Gilbert continued to praise Matthew until he remembered why he was there. "Oh by the way, your brother wanted me to tell you that he went over to a friend's house, so you're going to have to stay with someone tonight."

"Whose house did he go to?"

"Arthur's. Him, Alfred, Kiku and Francis are having a sleepover since its Friday."

Matthew nodded, understanding why there was such a large group at one sleepover. His brother still had nightmares about getting shot, even though he wasn't the one with the scar.

Then realization struck him. He slumped forward in a state of distress. Gilbert started freaking out. "Matthew? Are you okay? Are you hurt? Should I call an ambulance?!"

Matthew didn't say anything, but instead grabbed Gilbert's shirt. "I don't have anyone to stay with…"

Gilbert frowned, wondering why Matthew was so upset about this. The fact slowly registered in his brain that Matthew was shot, therefore probably didn't like being home alone. And all his friends were at a sleepover and didn't even bother to invite him.

"Well you can come stay with me!" Gilbert exclaimed loudly, a huge grin on his face. Matthew looked up at him with wide eyes.

"Really? You would do that for me?" Matthew almost started crying because he was so thankful.

The walk to Matthew's house was silent till they got in the neighborhood. "Um, Matt are we lost?"

"No, why?"

"Well, it's just… all these houses are like super huge." Gilbert gestured toward the houses around them.

"Yeah, my family is rich." Matthew shrugged. It really wasn't a big deal.

"Are you fucking serious? That's so awesome!" Gilbert yelled, fist pumping.

"What are you so happy about?"

"I'm friends with a rich guy. I can add that to the list of things that make me awesome!"

"That must be a pretty long list." Matthew added, continuing to walk before noticing that Gilbert stopped moving. He turned around to look at the taller, who was standing there staring at him with wide red eyes. A slight blush tinted his cheeks, his mouth open slightly. The light of the sunset made his silver hair shine.

"…You think I'm awesome?"

"Well yeah. You're one of the nicest people I know." Matthew smiled softly at the albino. Before he knew it, Matthew was trapped in a tight hug.

"Thank you mein leibling." Gilbert whispered, before releasing Matthew from his grasp.

Gilbert opened the front door, allowing several noises to escape. "Shit!" Gilbert's eyes widened. He picked Matthew up bridal style, causing him to drop his sleepover bag.

Matthew looked in the open doorway, wondering what made Gilbert pick him up. Suddenly, three large dogs came running toward them.

"Eek!" Matthew threw his arms around Gilbert's neck as a reflex.

"WEST!" Gilbert yelled into the house. A few moments later a blonde haired-blue eyed man walked around the corner, a stern expression on his face. "Get the dogs will you?"

The man called West raised an eyebrow at Matthew, but didn't question it. He whistled, causing the dogs to follow him into what he assumed was the kitchen. "Go, outside." The man told the dogs.

"That's mein little brother Ludwig."

"Little?" Matthew asked, a shocked expression on his face.

"Ve~ Ludwig, come back! Neal just broke into the safe!" a bubbly voice yelled from the other room.

Matthew jumped out of Gilbert's arms and ran inside, following the sound of the voice. Gilbert's eyebrows rose up in confusion, following the direction Matthew ran.

There, sitting on the living room floor, was Matthew and Feliciano. "What episode?" Matthew asked the other boy.

"Ve~ 14 I think."

"What-" Gilbert started

"White Collar." Both boys answered simultaneously, hypnotized by the TV show. Gilbert remembered Ludwig telling him it was Feliciano's favorite show.

"So what's this about again?" Gilbert asked, jumping over the back of the couch, landing perfectly on the middle cushion.

Both the younger boys looked at eachother with wide eyes, then turned to Gilbert.

"It's about a con artist working as a consultant with the FBI-" Matthew started.

"-And it's all just a ploy to try and get his girlfriend back who's being held captive by-" Feliciano continued.

"-A crazy madman who Neal suspects is a member of the FBI." Matthew finished.

Gilbert watched with raised eyebrows as the two boys finished each other's sentences. "Now that's creepy." Gilbert pointed out.

"No, actually it's a very suspenseful show." Matthew pointed out.

"I meant… nevermind." After about 8 episodes, Gilbert got warped into the show just as Matthew and Feli were.

"No not Elizabeth!" the three exclaimed simultaneously as they witnessed Peter's wife get kidnapped.

Ludwig walked in the room and turned off the TV, making the three boys whine at the loss of their show.

"Its 10:30 go to bed!" Ludwig yelled at the three, making Feliciano stand up and follow the youngest brother to his room.

Matthew glanced up at Gilbert, waiting for him to show him to his room. Gilbert stood up and started walking to the basement, Matthew close behind.

"Here, you can sleep next to me." Gilbert grinned, causing Matthew to sweatdrop.

"But Gil, you have a bunk-bed." Matthew pointed out.

"Between you and me, I wouldn't trust Ludwig's building skills with anyone's life."

Actually it wasn't true, Gilbert knew the bed was fully functioning; he just wanted to sleep next to Matthew.

Eventually Matthew's breath evened, indicating that he was asleep. When this occurred, Gilbert softly kissed Matthew's forehead.

"I love you Mattie."

AW! :D If you haven't watched White Collar, I highly recommend it!

Translation: Leibling - Darling/Love

Mein - My/Mine