Alfred's blue eyes open up the bright lights that came in from the window to his left. He groaned as he slowly raised his body off the white bed sheets he lied on. He pushed back his golden blonde hair as he tried to find his glasses. He managed to find them tossed on to the night stand. He placed his glasses on his face, looked up to find the lamp in front of him. A yellow sticky note hanged on the shade. It read:

"Alfred, I had to leave. Get your things and get the fuck out. –Ivan"

What a heartwarming message.He thought sarcastically as he pushed himself off the bed and found his clothes scattered all over the floor.

Alfred scrambled to put them on and left Ivan's apartment, while looping in his belt. He found his red car parked out front. He open the driver's seat and managed to get himself settled in. He ignore the smell of burgers and the McDonald's wrappers that lie on the dashboard. He rested his head against steering wheel. He was exhausted. He has spent so many nights at Ivan's place. Even though, they weren't even in a relationship. They have just have been fooling around. These 'hook-ups' started a few months ago. It began with a heated argument, something snapped, and it just kind of happened. Although, secretly, Alfred wish they were a little more than just sex. Sure, he could be cold-hearted, but when you actually sit down and talk to him, he is actually really kind. Not many people realize that. He didn't know how Ivan felt. Frankly, he is too afraid to ask. What if he was in a relationship was someone? What if he was used just to get back at someone else? Ivan never reveal too much about himself and his personal life whenever they met. Tired of keeping bottling all this in, he grabbed his phone that sat in a cup holder and dialed up his brother's phone number. He needs to talk to someone.

Three rings and then a muffled voice answered: "Hello?"

"Matt?" Alfred asked a little frantic.

"Yes? Are you okay?" Something didn't seem right in Alfred's tone. Alfred, trying to calm his nerves, took a deep breathe and sighed. "Yeah." He noticed his buttons on his shirt were button up all the way and immediately finished it. "I'm fine."

"You sure?" Matt couldn't remember the last time he heard his brother this down before.

"Yeah, yeah, are you busy?" He would hate to be rude and disrupt him in the middle of something, which he has been known for doing.

"No, I'm just watching the hockey game."

Of course he is. To be honest, Matt and him always bonded over sports. Although he had a passion for football, Matt fell in love with hockey. He would always listen get excited over hockey and he would do the same for him. They both understand the obsessive love for it.

"I'm having relationship problems." He announced.

"Oh?" Matt responded with such interest in his voice. Alfred was such a flirt, he could get anyone he wanted. It was rare he ever had a problem dating and getting someone's attention. "Do I know who you are crushing on this time?"

"No." He lied and cringed a little inside. He hated lying to his brother. Matt was always honest to him, he didn't like being the same for him. But it was Ivan. Matt would go on and on about he should pick someone else. That he was too rough. Which isn't true at all, he just didn't want to hear it.

"Well, okay then. What's the problem?" Matt was a little disappointed. He wish he knew who it was.

Alfred took in a deep breath and answered. "It's just sex. This person never really opens up, unless we are getting undressed."

"Oh." Matt responded. He couldn't relate because he has never experience something like that before. He was naturally romantic. Much more romantic then his brother. Although, Alfred was much more flirty. Big difference.

Matt took a minute before coming up with an answer. "Well, If I was in this situation, I would sit down and talk to this person. Let them know you care for them and want to be something more."

Alfred nodded. "You're right. I should." But wasn't sure exactly how to confessed to Ivan. It wasn't that he was shy or anything. It was just that, well, it was Ivan. He always got a cold, stern, vibe whenever he was around him. But the few times he did open up to him, he always reveal himself as really interesting and sweet. He wish he could get to know him more.

"Thanks Matt. I'll give you a call if it works out."

"Yeah sure anytime. Introduce me to this person if you get the chance."

Oh gosh, definitely not. "Yeah, sure." he lied again. "Bye." He said as he hit the little red button that said 'end' on his phone. He then proceeded to hit Ivan's contact button. He tapped the little green phone button and waited for him to answer.

"Hello?" he heard Ivan finally answer with his cute accent that caused Alfred to smile.

"Ivan!" Alfred exclaimed.

"Oh." he sounded a little distracted. "You know this isn't exactly a good time-"

"I'm sorry." He blurted out. Thank goodness he couldn't see him, he could feel his cheeks turn bright red. He felt bad for bothering him. "This won't take long, I promise." He could feel him becoming impatient on him. He just got on with it. "Do you want to go the park tomorrow night. Just you and I?" There was a long awkward pause."Uh, sure. Which park?" Alfred was suprised he actually said yes, he rarely ever goes out. To be honest, he never really sees him expect for world meetings. "The one across your apartment complex." Alfred said as he just so happen to be still parked outside of it. It was a good location for a first date. It was more private then other parks and kind of romantic.

"Oh, that one. Yes, that should be fine." The Russian said. "Meet me around seven, Da?"

"Yeah, okay, awesome. I'll totally meet you there." He couldn't believe he was actually agreeing to this. He honestly thought he was going to turn him down.

There was another pause. "Alfred?" He asked quietly. "Yes?" He answered. Alfred heard him whispering this through the phone."Is this like a date? Not a sex-date but like a romantic-date?"Alfred started blushing even more. "Yeah, it kind is." He giggled. "I just want to spend sometime with you."

"IVAAAANNNN! ARE YOU GOING ON A DATE?" He heard some girl screech over the phone, she must of overheard our conversation.

"Damn it, Natalya, Mind your own business." Alfred heard Ivan yell over the phone. When he returned his voice sounded shaky. "I"m sorry. That was my sister." He tried his best not to laugh.

Alfred let out another giggle. "Ha, no, you're fine. That was actually really adorable, dude. Anyways, I'll meet you tomorrow." Alfred said. They exchanged good-byes and let the phone drop back into the cup holder. He leaned back into the leather chair with such relief. He actually had a date with Ivan tomorrow.