A/N: Some google Translate! The translation means "The family restaurant"
The endless mass of trees passed as Alfred looked out the window to see that this driver was taking the back road to wherever they were going. Alfred wouldn't admit this to anyone, but he was nervous. He had only known his papa and uncle as mob bosses and had not met any other mob bosses before. He didn't really know what to expect. Would they all be like Francis and Allister? Or would they be cold and heartless? Why did his papa think this would be a good idea?! And on top of that they let Matthew go by himself with another mob boss! At least Alfred knew how to use a gun and could protect himself, well…not really…Arthur wouldn't let him bring his gun. Alfred had his mind all jumbled he didn't even notice that the car stopped. The driver got out and opened the door for Alfred. He didn't notice they stopped till the door opened.
"We are here, sir." The driver said politely. Alfred looked to the side and noticed the door opened. He took off his seatbelt quickly, trying not to seem too out of it.
"Thank you." He says as he steps out to see a nice building surrounded by trees. The establishment was located on the side of a mountain, overlooking the city. It was busy, and obviously pricey as he saw people that were dressed up as if they were going to a formal event. There were many people entering the establishment and using valet parking. The driver drove off as Alfred entered the premises. He felt underdressed. Even though he was in his best clothes, he still felt underdressed. He messed with the bottom of his blue shirt as he walked into the place and met the host,
"Under what name?" The man asked with almost no emotion in his voice.
"Ivan." Alfred said simply, he forgot the man's last name. The host nods.
"He is already here." The host informs as he walks ahead of Alfred to show him the way. Alfred follows the host up a set of pristine stairs, he was being led to a private area of the restaurant. Ivan obviously wanted to flaunt to his date how rich and powerful he was. Alfred saw a small private booth in the back of the restaurant. He could see the back of a mess of platinum blonde hair, the man seemed tall. Alfred followed the host as the host places down a menu and moves out of the way for Alfred to sit in the booth.
"Your date, Mr. Braginsky. Is there anything I can get you two?" The host asks.
"A bottle of vodka." A thick accented voice asks. Alfred has yet to look up, but when he does he is met with violet eyes. The man before him was stunning, and he looked to be maybe a couple of years older than Alfred, but not anything at all like Alfred was picturing him. The man was wearing a fitted suit, that hugged him in all the right places. Alfred could see that the man was broad and worked out.
"Hi, I am Ivan." The man said simply as he holds out a hand for Alfred to shake.
Alfred shakes Ivan's hand. "I am Alfred." He says.
"It is nice to finally meet you." Ivan says as he pours himself some vodka. 'has he done like background checks or something?' Alfred thinks to himself as he waits for the waiter to come back so he could order something to drink other than vodka.
"I have heard a lot about you." Ivan says.
"I wish I could say the same. I only know that you run a specific organization." Alfred says, hinting at him being a mob boss. He knows better than to talk about these things in public without a code. Ivan catches on quickly.
"Ahh, yes I do. Are you scared?" He asks with a smirk on his face. Alfred shakes his head.
"That won't scare me." Alfred says as he eyes the menu. He hasn't looked at Ivan,
"it should." Ivan says and when Alfred looked up purple irises met blue and they stared at each other for a few seconds before breaking eye contact.
"It won't." Alfred responds
Ivan smirks. 'I like him.' He thinks to himself.
"Tell me more about yourself." Ivan orders Alfred. Alfred blushes bright red.
"I don't know where to start." Alfred says as he looks down at the menu again. He was saved by the waiter coming and taking their order. Alfred ordered a pasta dish while Ivan ordered some steak. Alfred also orders a coke to drink. Ivan looks at Alfred curiously.
"I don't drink on the first date." Alfred states. He could feel Ivan's staring at him.
"Any particular reason for that?" Ivan asks,
"I don't want to get drunk and forget the night." Alfred says. There was a story behind that but that definitely was not a good first date conversation.
"Anyway, umm…My name is Alfred, I have a brother and I live with my fathers. I am starting university next term studying mechanical engineering with a minor in business. I am currently working at my father's restaurant." Alfred says as a quick autobiography. Ivan smiled. 'pretty and smart.' He thinks. Although Ivan could see that Alfred was tense. Watching his every move. Most of his dates were like that.
"You don't have to be so…tense. I am not going to hurt you." Ivan says simply as he drinks his vodka. Alfred lightly blushes. Was it that obvious that he was nervous?
"or is it that this is your first date?" Ivan asks smirking. Alfred looked shocked.
"I am 20 years old! This is not my first date!" He exclaims.
"Then act like you normally would." Ivan says smirking. He could see Alfred getting riled up, it was cute. Ivan was one of the most feared mob bosses, and it was obvious that Alfred knew that. Or at least some of Ivan's reputation.
"I am usually not at this fancy of a restaurant," Alfred admits.
"oh, I just figured because you are Francis' son you would be used to this sort of place." Ivan says with a light blush. He has heard of Francis. Very much snobby.
Alfred let out a snort, and then blushed.
"Sorry, maybe that was a long time ago. Matt and I would destroy his reputation if we were brought to a place like this. Especially when we were younger. It would have ended in a food fight between me and Matt!" Alfred says laughing. Ivan smiled. Alfred looked relaxed.
"Da. I remember growing up like you, my mother never wanted to take me and my sisters anywhere...umm…pristine. We would have drawn too much attention." Ivan says
'this isn't too bad.' Alfred thought to himself as he took a drink of his coke.
"You have sisters?" Alfred asked.
"Da. Two. An older sister and a younger sister. They are my right hands." He says. Alfred nods. They are to him what Uncle Dylan and Uncle Seamus are to Uncle Allister.
Soon their food came out.
"Bon apetit." The waiter says as he gives them their food. The food looked amazing.
"I never did say that you look nice tonight." Ivan complements Alfred. Alfred blushes.
"You do too." Alfred says and then takes a bite of pasta to keep himself from saying that Ivan looked so hot.
The couple fell into a comfortable silence as they ate their food. Alfred hoped that his brother was having a good night as well.
The drive to the restaurant was rather quiet between Ludwig and Matthew. He drove them across town to a nice small restaurant. It was an Italian place. Ludwig loved to go there because there was a specific waiter that was so cute! Ludwig usually came here for lunch after he was done with meetings, he was usually dealing with the business part of their casinos and multiple businesses that him and his family owned. Many mafia members owned their own businesses to make things less suspicious of any activity that was going on. The waiter that Ludwig loved-liked- was Feliciano. The small Italian boy looked like he couldn't hurt a fly and was innocent, albeit a little air brained but Ludwig knew the boy wasn't stupid. He was studying business at the University that was in town. At least that's what the boy told him.
Poor Ludwig did not know that Feli's family was another mafia group, but to be fair, Feli did not know much about that side of his family.
So, when Ludwig mentioned to Feliciano that his brother was going on a date and he had to set it up, Feliciano was practically begging him to have the date that the small Italian restaurant. Ludwig agreed knowing that if he had set it up somewhere upscale Gilbert would ditch. Ludwig parked his car,
"I am only going to stay to validate the reservations." Ludwig tells Matthew. In truth, Ludwig was just hoping to see Feliciano.
Matthew nods and looks at the small Italian shop. It had a cute awning with a simple sign saying 'il ristorante di famiglia' . They had fairly lights decorating the outside bushes leading to the door. He thought it looked nice. When he walked in there was a little waiting area and a stand for the host/hostess. The place did not look too busy, there was low lighting, but not low enough to where it was dark. It was peaceful. They had booths lining the place and tables on the main floor. There was another room that led to the back. The place had a upscale feel, but not to the point where it was uncomfortable.
"Welcome to il ristorante di famiglia," A man with short brown hair and a weird curl greeted. The man was dressed in slacks and a white shirt with a black vest and a bow tie.
"Table for Beilshmidt." Ludwig says. The mans eyes narrowed.
"Are you here to see Feli again!" The man says grumpily, suddenly another small man with a weird curl and a smile walks out. He was wearing a similar uniform except this one was wearing black shorts instead of pants.
"Luddy! Oh this must be Gilbert's date! Hi, I am Feli! I will be serving you tonight! Don't worry about my brother, Lovino, he doesn't like Luddy very well!" 'Feli' says pointing to the grumpy man that was talking earlier. He was glaring at Ludwig, he really didn't like him .
"Shut it! Why is potato bastard here?!" Lovino says looking at the man. "His brother has a date!" Feli says excitedly. Feliciano seemed to love romance, he thought dates were cute.
"There are two potato bastards?!" Lovino says looking shocked.
"good luck kid." Lovino says looking at Matthew before giving Feli the menus. Feliciano hit the menu's over Lovino's head.
"Don't listen to him. He is just grumpy because he hasn't had dinner." Feliciano reassures Matthew with a smile. Feliciano looks at Ludwig, his eyes seem to light up. Matthew could tell that Feliciano liked Ludwig.
"Don't worry Luddy, I will make sure they have a good time!" Feli says as he motions for Matthew to follow him. Matthew nods and looks back at Ludwig.
"Thank you for bringing me." Matthew says politely as he follows Feliciano to a small booth towards the back of the restaurant.
"Gilbert will be here soon! Do you want something to drink?" Feliciano asked. Matthew just asked for water. Feliciano nodded. Soon a little bell chimed. Matthew didn't look back as he munched on the little breadsticks that were provided.
"Feli! The awesome me has a reservation!" A voice says cutting through most of the conversations. When Matthew turns back he sees the man that he saw at the casino a few nights ago. Gilbert Beilshmidt.
The name finally clicked in Matthew's head! How could he forget! He was so excited about his first date he totally forgot about Gilbert being a mob boss! A really really hot mob boss…one that knows him already. Matthew blushes. Maybe the man forgot him. That seems likely.
He hears footsteps approaching.
"It seems my little bird has flown back to me…" Gilbert says with a smirk as he sits across from Matthew.
"Its nice to formally meet you, Matthew Bonnefoy-Kirkland." Gilbert says with a dangerous smile and a look of mischief in his eyes. Matthew looked up and blushed, Gilbert was just as cute as he remembered. He looked like a predator stalking his prey. Matthew would be glad to be his prey.
To be continued….
A/N:
Sorry this is a day late. Yes! Finally the date chapter...well part 1. I promise next chapter some interesting things will pop up. More of Matthew and Gilbert's date will ensue... and maybe both dates will lead to relationships. I promise there will be more of the plot introduced soon! I hope you guys like this! If you do please leave a review for me!
I am sorry that my writing kinda sucks. I am trying to get better at it!
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