Yo! So this is my first attempt at writing shounen-ai/yaoi, so I thought I would start off with something small. I had wrote a majority of this fic last semester, and finally got a chance to look it over again. Curse school/work. XD

Sorry if my grammar is terrible, I had horrible inconsistencies in school, so the relearning process has been hard.

Standard disclaimers apply.

Matthew Williams had usually considered himself a good reader of Alfred F. Jones, mostly because Matthew has known him since Matthew's first days of moving to America. So that is why Matthew is almost 100% sure that Alfred's announcement of his bisexuality over the school's intercom a cry for help kind of thing.

It's just a coincidence that it's after football season.

The girls in the classroom gather in flocks to discuss the ideas as what brought about the change and if they really have a chance now that he is open to…well almost everything.

The guys mutter to themselves wondering how he could even ever become gay.

Matthew wants to correct them all since, Alfred stated he likes both girls and guys equally. But instead Matthew just rolls his eyes; turns back to his book and can't wait for this cry for help to just blow over.

"So did you hear my announcement?" Alfred says bounding toward him in the student parking lot.

Matthew who at this moment is leaning on Alfred's car (you know being best friends and all Alfred is his ride home) looks up from his book at his friend, but almost refuses to answer, "Yeah I heard it."

They both say nothing until they get onto the free way.

Matthew is the first to break the silence, "Are you sure this isn't a cry for help thing Alfred?"

Alfred looks offended, "Why would you say that?"

Matthew shrugs scratches his head and sighs, "Because you are the proverbial middle child Alfred. Arthur is praised for his brains, Peter is the spoiled rotten accident and you, and well you're an attention whore. You're only doing this so your parents actually pay attention to you even if it's bad. "

Alfred frowns and stares at Matthew.

The silence is deafening.

The car stops and Alfred finally opens his mouth again, "I thought you of all people would understand." He snaps out.

Of course Matthew would understand, because his brother Francis is gay, gay, gay, the very definition of gay in fact. And Matthew well he is…

But the truth is Francis is a drama queen and Alfred is only an attention whore.

Matthew turns to look at his friend trying to figure out the situation by saying, "Alfred-" but is merely stopped with a sloppy kiss to the corner of his mouth.

"I like you Matthew," Alfred states defiantly, "and I know you like me too, I only alerted the school so they wouldn't be horrified when they see us holding hands tomorrow."

And in the moment Matthew forgets how to breathe and suddenly regrets telling Francis his masturbatory fantasies. Fucking god damn traitor.

"Fuck," is all Matthew can really let out at this moment, "Fuck, fuck, fuck."

"Uh sure," Alfred lets out along with a nervous laugh, "So what do you say?"

At this moment Matthew is processing a million things a minute. Firstly, it reminds him of the time he asked the Ukrainian chick with large tits out, secondly now there is no harm in liking his best friend because the bastard likes him back.

Free game?

I think so.

So with all the strength he gained from the hockey he pushes Alfred hard into the side door and starts kissing him forcefully.

And neither of them is really thinking about the consequences of making out in Alfred's car in Matthew's drive way when Francis just bought a new digital camera.

But the two team captains can always beat him up later.