I lay spread across the full size bed, my phone by my right side as if it were doing the same. I tried to sleep. I tried to read. I tried to watch TV. I tried everything to get my head from thinking about that Alfred boy, but I just couldn't.

Alfred. What a stupid name for a stupid kid. He probably lost my number. He's some punk-ass kid who think he's all that, but he's so not. Probably lost his fucking virginity to some cheerleader slut. But I can't stop thinking about him! His smile, his perfect blue eyes, dammit! There was just no way I could stop thinking about him.

I closed my eyes to try to nap even though Alfred was still on my mind. The more I thought about him, the more I felt my lower area heat up. I reached down and sure enough there was a bulge.

Fuck. Really, Kiku?

I cupped it and started rubbing it in small circular motions, causing me to moan into my pillow. I hope Yoshino isn't home… The confinement my jeans were doing was annoying me, so I took them off and let my erection free.

I started to pump it slowly at first, but got faster the more I thought about that teen. Alfred…

A While Later

Feeling I was close, I grabbed a tissue from beside the bed and released into it gasping Alfred's name.

"Leave know evidence behind. Who knows how much the old man would tease me after searching through my room," I laughed to myself. I got up to throw the tissue away and got my jeans back on just before my phone buzzed.

I unlocked its homescreen and opened the text from the unknown number.

(Quick A/N: "Al:" means Alfred and "Ku:" means Kiku… Thought it'd be pretty obvious, but just to be safe I'm tell ya this :P)

Al: Hey is this Kiku?

Ku: Yes. I'm guessing you're Alfred.

Al: Totally! Nice memory :D

Ku: Umm… Thanks?

Al: Yup! Oh, hey, wanna hang out?

Ku: When…?

Al: Now! Or tomorrow! Or a weekend! I don't really care, whenever you're free!

Ku: I have to study English, though.

Al: Oh…): Wait! I can teach you! Come over right now! I can give you my address or you can give me yours. I can drive. I won't take no for an answer! :D

I stared at my phone and blushed at his insistence.

What do I do? I couldn't think of an excuse to tell him. He won't take no for an answer, huh? Just do it, Kiku! How bad could it be?

20 Minutes Later

I sat on the steps of my great-grandfather's porch for what seemed like forever. I kept checking my phone for a text, but there was none.

Well, he wouldn't be texting me if he was driving…right?

Another car came speeding down the street and stopped near the driveway.

A new black Ford Mustang with a white stripe down the middle, tinted windows so dark you could barely see the driver, and headlights so white they looked blue.

Oh God… His parents let him drive THAT?

"Kiku! Get in!" Called the car's driver.

I stood up and opened the passenger door and saw Alfred's face. It looked better from the last time I saw it. U-Uh… By better I meant familiar.

I sat in the seat and put my seatbelt on. Judging from the way he arrived, I figured I'm going to need it.

"Ready? You're gonna love my house!" He laughed as he started down the street.

It took about twenty minutes to get there with his speed. It probably would have taken a bit longer if he actually followed the speed limit.

Twenty minutes, though, was all it took for it to start raining, listen to awkward American songs, have awkward conversations, and sit in awkward silence.

Alfred swiftly pulled into the long drive and parked under the giant pine.

His house was huge! Not mansion huge, just a really big and fancy house. It was a big three story, log-cabin-styled house. It had a lush green yard and a long stone pathway that had a stone fire pit and two patio sets. There was giant windows that let a whole lot of sunlight in and wooden steps with large stones running along them, leading to the front door. There weren't a lot of trees in the front yard besides the pine he parked under, but the backyard looked like a Colorado pine forest.

"Ready?" Alfred asked, completely ignoring the fact that it was pouring by now.

"Do you have an umbrella?" I asked, unamused.

"Oh, come on, Kiku! We're men! Men don't care if they get wet or dirty!" He beamed as he jumped out of the car and ran around in the rain, holding his arms in the air.

I kept an unamused look on my face. He came to my window, soaking wet, and motioned me outside.

I shook my head. I wasn't a man, I was a gentleman. Gentlemen don't dance in the rain or get dirty.

He left the car running, so I locked the doors, reached over to turn the ignition off, and dangled the keys in the window for Alfred to see that I had them.

He laughed, "Kiku! It's cold and wet! Don't you wanna go in?" He pleaded.

I shook my head and smirked. I thought men liked being in the rain.

He put his hands together in a begging motion. His eyes sparkled, his bottom lip stuck out a little, and he looked at me with a puppy dog face.

I stopped breathing. Whoa…

After a while, I realized I was staring at him. Opening the door, I blushed and shook my head so my hair covered my red face.

"Yes!" Alfred cheered and ran for the front door.

I felt ridiculous running in the rain. I dried the rain off my skin, gave him his keys, and followed him inside.

It was big and beautiful inside. Dispite the weather, it was very warm and cozy.

"Can I get you anything to eat?" Alfred asked politely.

"N-No thank you," I said, taking off my shoes.

He smiled and shrugged and headed to the massive living room and sat down on the leather couch.

I followed him and sat on the other end, sitting up straight.

He chuckled, "You can relax, you know… It's only me. My parents are working this weekend and my brother is out of town with a bunch of his friends," he gave a slightly seductive smile.

I blinked. "Uh… I'm always like this…" I said trying not to blush again.

It was awkward…

A/N: I AM BACK! I've been under the weather AND out of town for the past week or so, BUT I'm back and feeling better! Though, it does feel like I have a cold now… TT-TT ANYWAYYY, I'm pretty sure this chapter is a heck of a lot longer, so yay! :P Also, a Guest asked me the question "Who/what inspire(s/d) you to write this?" and my answer is "Pretty much my older brother and his boyfriend… Shhh, don't tell them that… xD"

Oh, and I just HAD to make Alfred have a sports car. Can you imagine him without one? And in case you're wondering… Alfred's brother IS Canada and YES he does have friends! x3

I'm just rambling on now, so I'm gonna try to head to bed (it's, like, 3 am and I haven't slept in 4 days cause I'm afraid this cold is gonna kill me in my sleep Q-Q) I'll try to work on the next chapter ASAP! I'm gonna try to make it in Alfred's POV, though. Hope I succeed o-o R&R please!