Francis sat calmly in his seat. A faint smile across his face gave him a seductive look that made woman sway. A young woman with honey brown hair held up in a tight serious ponytail sat across from the French teenager. She looked over at him with a smooth glance. Francis returned her curious glance with a playful wink. Oh he hoped American woman would be as lovely and beautiful as the woman in Europe. He couldn't wait to charm the women of America with his smooth and sexy French accent and devilishly handsome looks. Maybe he could even teach his beloved cousin, Matthew, the trade. He knew his little cousin would need his help or he would be trapped in a world of Virginity forever. Oh yes, there was lots to do in America.

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Arthur sat at his dinner table with his father. They haven't spoken much after the move to America. After all, his father blamed him for embarrassing their family name. The news in England hounded them day and night. Over what? Over one foolish night, one night with a man's who wealth was equal to his own, that night in France. Arthur was just glad that American's didn't have a taste for British gossip.

He could remember the headlines perfectly. "Rich Kirtland Shags Frog" "Arthur Kirtland's Night of Fun" "Sex Sandal In France, Young Kirtland's virginity gone!" They ran from their shame, and Arthur from a feeling of lost. Just one night ruined his wealthy life in Europe. 'Kirtland Computers' would never be his to run.

-Wednesday/ Home Coming-

Miss. Jones sat behind the wheel, watching her son in her rearview mirror. She was no fool; she saw the way they looked at each other, the way their finger tips nearly touched on the seat, the way the corner of her son's mouth turned upward in a shy smirk. Miss. Jones never thought her Alfred would be gay, or even bi in that matter. He liked girls, and apparently green haired British boys.

Now, Matthew on the other hand, was gay. Super gay. Gay as a fucking rainbow. Pulling into the parking lot she stopped just outside one of the entrances. Wrapping up a condom in a good size bundle of ones, she handed it to her son. "Behave yourself." Miss. Jones said, giving them both strict looks of pure authority.

"Yes ma." Alfred shoved the money into his pocket totally unaware of the goodie inside. Arthur shoved both hands into his pocket and smiled at her as she drove off. Alfred linked arms with him and walked off. "Hey Arthur I was thinking," Alfred said, that huge smile of his creeping across his face. Arthur rolled his eyes but smiled.

"And what exactly were you thinking?"

"I was thinking we should have pet names for each other, you know like sugar plum or sweetie pie or bun cakes." Arthur would have laughed if it wasn't for the fact that his boyfriend was serious. Alfred waited eager to hear what his lover thought on his marvelous idea.

"Umm well, do you have any less embarrassing ideas in mind? Not that I thought the pet names were bad or anything but…" Arthur just stopped talking, knowing that he would just hurt Alfred pitiful feelings. Damn American's and their over emotional behavior. Alfred pouted his lower lip out. "Bloody hell," Arthur whispered to himself.

"Aww you hate it don't ya. Well I guess I'll just have to keep calling you by different names until you like one!" Alfred was very pleased by his newest idea. Arthur, however, looked horrified. Arthur sighed and pulled him along into the mall. "Where do you wanna go first? Dinner or a movie? Or better yet you in a sexy little waiter outfit."

Matthew lay flat on his back all alone at home, cell phone in his hand as he stared at the number on the screen. Gilbert's number. Mom wouldn't be home for awhile, one of her coworkers got drunk and is now lost in a corn field, he could possible be alone all night. He hated the house, and it was even worst when there is no one else there, even if they didn't pay any attention to him. Now he had only one important question on his mind; to call or to not call? He had never been this puzzled before.

Gilbert was creepy sometimes but he was also a lot more thoughtful then what people gave him credit for. Giving in Matthew pressed the little green phone button.

It rang only once before Gilbert picked it up. "Hey Mattie, what's up," Gilbert said, walking down the street to see a friend of his. Matthew fidgeted with a lock of his hair before sighing.

"Umm Gilbert…could you come over please. One of mom's coworkers got lost in a corn field again and Alfred is out with a friend of his. I just don't want to be here by myself," Matthew said, feeling his cheeks get hot. He knew that nothing good could come out of this, yet he didn't care, he just wanted the albino.

Gilbert stopped walking a smirk going across his face, Antonio would have to wait. "I'll be right over! I'm actually not far from your house, I was just going to hang with Toni but, hey, he won't mind if I'm a no show. See you then sweet hips." Click.

Matthew flipped over and covered his face with a pillow before he screamed. His heart thumped rapidly in his chest as excitement overwhelmed him. Gilbert was there in no time at all. "SWEET HIPS?" He screamed from under the window. Matthew flung it open and shushed him. Running to the front door he let his boyfriend inside.

"Do you really have to call me that?" He hissed. Gilbert grabbed him by his hips and pulled him close with a devilish smile that could scare angels away. Matthew squeaked and blushed darkly, his hands grabbed Gilbert's wrist as he tried to pull them off.

"What do you think? Now are you gonna kiss me or am I going to kiss you?" Gilbert licked his upper lip and spun Matthew around so he had him pinned to the door. Matthew's eyes got wide and he looked down at where their bodies were pressing together. He closed his eyes and made a silent 'meek' sound. Gilbert removed one hand from Matthew hip to cup his cheek. "Hey look at me." Matthew peeked up at him his purple eyes making Gilbert's heart skip a beat. He then softly kissed him. It was only a lame peak on the lips.

Matthew blush started to burn his whole face like wild fire. "Gil, another please?" This was the first time he actually asked. Gilbert kissed him again and Matthew slipped an arm around him, trapping Gilbert in their kiss. Gilbert licked his lips and gained entrance to the other's mouth. Matthew opened his mouth and tugged at Gilbert's silver hair giving a weak moan. "Mom might be gone the whole night. Stay, stay the night please."

"Alright." He kissed him again and this time Matthew started tugging him towards the stairs.

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Haha Matthew's a whore, not really, or is he, idk. I really have to like pay Lynne a extra cookie for doing such a wonderful