A FrUk AmeriCan story CH.4

      Matthew enjoyed the school year with his new friends. He had also grown on to Alfred's forwardness. Even if people often stared at them strangely whenever the energetic blonde threw an arm around his waist and pulled him close. It was actually nice, Matthew thought.
     "Hey Mattie!" Alfred called to him. He ran up to him, grabbing Matthew by the arm and pulling him to the side. "Y-yes, Alfred?" Matthew stared at Alfred's expression. He had a notable blush, and he shook slightly. Was he nervous about something? Did something happen to him!? No…that's not very possible, especially to someone like him, who could probably take care of it.
      Alfred looked off to the side, pursing his lips in thought. "I'll uh, tell you after school, alright?" he said smiling to the shy boy.
     "A-alright then…" "Cool! See ya later!"
Matthew looked after him as he ran away. He seemed timid…that can't be good…w…what might he want to talk about…? He put his fingers to his lips and his eyebrows furrowed together.
     "H-hi Matthew…." said a tiny voice to his left. Matthew spun around to see a small girl with short blonde hair and ribbons. "Oh, hey Lilly," he greeted with a small smile.  She smiled back. "So how was your day today?" "Ah, good, you?" Lilly smiled, and was about to answer when her step-brother came up behind her and gently tugged her backwards.  "What were you two talking about!?" Even if Matthew was taller, he was still scared of Vash. It seemed that he only had a soft side for his sister. Anyone who came near her would instantly get yelled at by him. Oh, did I mention he once brought a gun to school? This guy's a psycho!!!
     Lilly looked boredly at her brother. "I was just seeing how he was. He hasn't done anything bad to me, so don't worry so much about me…" Vash's turned to his right. "I just don't want anything bad happening to you," he said, face turning red. Lilly smiled and placed a kiss on his cheek. "Come on, let's just go…" They left Matthew hand in hand. Deciding it was nothing, Matthew went on with his day.
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     As Matthew began his walk away from the school, he was dragged behind a stone water fountain. The person who dragged him away chuckled creepily into his ear. The poor boy wanted to scream, but his mouth was being covered. He struggled to get away, and just to his luck, no one bothered to help him, even if they looked his way.
     As soon as he was released he screamed, turning around to see his bespectacled friend. "Shit…" he muttered to himself. "What was all that about, Alfred!?" Well, it did explain why no one put up the energy to stop him. Alfred said nothing. What will I do…he asked himself. "Are you alri-"Alfred's first move was to shove Matthew to the floor. Matthew was frozen in place. He had known him to be a little pushy, maybe somewhat touchy, but…
    It's now or never, Alfred dramatically told himself in his head. "Ah!" Matthew saw his friend move closer to his face, obviously moving to his mouth. It was very awkward, and as Alfred tried to make out with him, he tried to move his lips with his. When they pulled apart, Matthew threw his head away, not wanting to see how Alfred would react to it. Seeing the smaller boy look so shy, Alfred took him into his arms, his heart beating and whispered, "Hah, that was a little, uh, strange, huh? Hahahah!" Matthew didn't know what to say, so he nodded. From behind the small structure, they heard a high pitched squealing noise. They stared at each other, not wanting to know who it was. Then there was giggling, then a small scratching noise, like someone was writing something down…
     The way Alfred's stomach flipped, he knew he already knew who it was. "Elizaveta…please stop stalking me…" Ever since the girl had seen him with his dad at the resteraunt, she knew she had seen him around school. Now, whenever he is with his male friends, she always manages to find him.
     Matthew made a squeaking sound, really not knowing what more he could possibly accomplish at this moment. "Uhh…" Alfred pulled him closer whispering, "Ignore her, she'll get hungry and go away sometime." Matthew stared at him blankly. So will we, he thought. "It isn't very polite to whisper in the presence of others!" the girl called. "It's not very polite to stalk people either…." Matthew retorted. He could be a smart ass quite a bit if he wanted to.
     Elizaveta could feel her patients with the other blonde instantly disappear. "Fine," she said slowly standing up, "I'll be on my way then…" Wow, he made her leave, Alfred thought. Good riddance.
     Matthew got up off of Alfred's lap once he was sure the girl was gone. His face was still a good shade of red thinking about what had happened before. "So, uhh…" "You wanna go out?" Alfred asked perking up. And to think he seemed timid before…Matthew thought to himself. "Ah, yeah, sure…" "Great!" he said kissing him on the cheek and running away.
     There's got to be something messed up in his head…
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     Alfred rushed to his dad's car, tossing his backpack in and catching his breath from the run over. Arthur looked at him funny. What the bloody hell was he doing? "So, why are you late." Alfred, finally catching his breath tried to think of an excuse. "I…had to stay in class to make up some work?" "Since when do you care about stuff like that?" he asked pointedly. "Since just ten minutes ago!" Arthur glared at him.
    "Yep, I'll believe that…"
    "Awesome! So can we go get something to eat? I'm starved!"
     "…."
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     Matthew slowly got down to his car, inching his way in, trying not to look at his papa. Francis noticed how shy he was acting. "Anything happen today?" "NOPE. Uhh, absolutely nothing new or out of the ordinary just another boring day at school," he rushed, flashing a smile and turning his head to the window.
      Of course Francis didn't believe him (but for the sake of getting this story out before someone throws a fit) but since he obviously wasn't going to get an answer, he decided to drop it.
     Matthew didn't like not telling his papa how he felt, but with…what happened, maybe he needs some time on his own to think about it….
     "….Hey papa?" "Yes, cher?" "Could I have a friend over this weekend?" "Of course you could!"