"Yes, that is very good. Goodbye, friend. It was quite fun to talk to you," Ivan said. After lifting one hand in farewell, he turned to leave. He'd love to stay nearby, but he did need to get back to work. If he wanted to keep track of Alfred, he could just look him up on his computer again during work. Yes, that would work just fine indeed.

"Later!" Alfred said, waving in return. He mentally ran through what food he had in his house before deciding to stop at the store. On the way, he stopped and grabbed a few burgers, eating them as he walked. He went shopping before heading home, excited about later that night.

Matthew had been studying when he got the text from his brother. He, of course, agreed. He knew how Alfred got when he played horror games and would need someone to comfort him and that was something Kiku wasn't good at. He sent a text to his new friend saying 'Do you like playing video games?' he sent.

Gilbert had been blogging when his phone went off. He grinned, seeing who it was and what the message said. "U bet I do!" he typed back. He could be like, king of the goofing off and playing games if he had more time for it. Stupid job and his penchant for sleeping half the day.

'My brother is having a gaming party tonight and I was wondering if you would go with me.' Matthew sent back. He knew Gilbert and Alfred hadn't started off on the right foot. But now that they were friends, he wanted the two of them to get along. He knew Alfred would try to break them apart if he thought Gilbert was a bad person.

Gilbert's smile turned into a wince. The brother? The evil brother who wanted to hurt him? Gilbert didn't know if that was a good idea, but he wanted to hang with Matthew, the whole friendship concept still exciting to him. And he did like video games. 'I'll be there. Send me the stuff bout it.' He would just have to show Alfred that he couldn't be messed with. Falling onto his back, Gilbert sent the ceiling his best invincible smile.

Matthew smiled when he received the message that Gilbert would come. He informed Alfred that he was bringing a friend, not saying who, and receiving a positive reply. Sure, the other twin wanted to know who, but he just told him it was a friend and he would see later. After that, he sent Gilbert the address and what time to arrive.

Ivan spent his day at work in an extraordinary mood. No one could possibly smile more than him. His employees couldn't decide if that meant they should relax or be more terrified. Not that Ivan noticed them on edge. He went home, changed into far less stiff clothes and his favorite scarf before he drove over to the address Alfred texted him, arriving five minutes early in his haste. He couldn't possibly be late after all. That would be unfashionable. Smile plasted on, he banged his fist on the door.

Alfred was in the kitchen, chopping up some tomatoes. He stopped when he heard a knock on the door and dropped the knife. He went over to the door and opened it. He smiled when he saw who it was. "Hey! You're early! Nobody else is here yet. Come on in." He told the Russian. He stepped aside so that the taller man could come in.

"That's quite fine," Ivan said as he stepped inside. Actually splendid. He stared at Alfred when he was distracted, moving just a little too close once again. "Are you cooking? It smells like..." Yes, what did it smell like? His poor nose was confused. He glanced back at the door again. "Will the others...be here soon?" Please say no.

"Yeah. I'm making the greatest food in the world! Hamburgers!" Alfred exclaimed. The smell reminded him to go check on the burgers to make sure they didn't burn. He headed into the kitchen and flipped said burgers. He checked the clock at Ivan's other question. "It should be a couple more minutes until they get here if they arrive on time." he responded. He knew Kiku probably would be, but Matthew might be a few minutes late.

Ivan wrinkled his nose as he made it to the kitchen and got a more pungent scent. "Are you sure you made them right?" He was, for the moment, distracted by the food as he looked around and tried to ascertain the ingredients that went into it. He didn't mind a burger here and there, but there was something a little too American about America. He liked his food to taste real. Oh dear, and he was about to loose his alone time after getting distracted by such drivel things.

"Of course I'm making them right. I've been making them for years." Alfred told him, feeling slightly insulted that Ivan thought he couldn't make something so simple as a burger. After checking the burgers, he went back to chopping up the other ingredients. "You can make yourself comfortable in the living room, if you want." he added.

Ivan wasn't quite sure he believed Alfred, but he gave it up because they were friends and friends didn't fight. Right? He had no intention of leaving the room though. "I am quite alright here, thank you." He smiled and moved closer until he was right behind Alfred. He noticed a bit of white fuzz on Alfred's shirt collar and reached over to pluck it off, dragging a nail lightly along his neck as he did so.

"Stay where you want then dude." Alfred told him. He shivered slightly when he felt the other run a nail along his neck but otherwise didn't react. He went back over to check the burgers and noticed they were done. As he was pulling them off the stove, there was another knock on his door. He set the plate on the counter and went to answer.

The fact that Alfred didn't react made Ivan want to mess with him more. How far could he take it before the other pushed him away? What if he never did? Ivan's heart beat faster at the thought so that he didn't hear Alfred speak or the door, feeling stunned for a second. Before he react how he wanted to, Alfred had already moved to the door, leaving Ivan lingering in the entrance to the kitchen.

Alfred opened the door and was happy to see the Japanese man. "Hey Kiku! Come in dude!" He said, opening the door wider and stepping back.

"Hello, Alfred-san. I hope I'm not late." Kiku said, entering the building.

"Nope! Right on time." he assured him.

Ivan emerged from his place by the kitchen and stepped up next to Alfred, close enough that their shoulders 'accidentally' brushed. His face showed no hints he'd been thinking about anything besides burgers and games a few seconds before. "Hello! I am Ivan and Alfred is my new friend. You are Kiku yes?" he asked as he briefly laid a hand on Alfred's shoulder before offering his to the little Japanese man to shake.

"Ah, yes. I am. It is very nice to meet you, Ivan-san." Kiku said. He reached out and lightly shook his hand as his eyes darted between the two. He could sense there was something going on between the two, especially with the way Alfred had smiled at the taller man when he had entered the room. But he couldn't be sure.

"Food's ready so as soon as Mattie gets here with his friend, we can eat!" Alfred exclaimed, heading back to the kitchen.

"That is very nice then," Ivan hummed as he followed Alfred back to the kitchen, keeping an eye on Kiku. Of course Alfred wasn't his alone, but Ivan didn't do well with losing things so he had to make sure he was closest go Alfred. Plus, he quite liked the view he got walking behind him. "Can I set the table while we wait then?

Gilbert hit his hand on the steering wheel as he drove slow, reading the address on his phone and looking At the road alternatively. Where the fuck was this place? He was too cool to call anyone for help and besides, he needed to make sure Matthew got there first. He wouldn't be trapped alone with Alfred.

"Go ahead. Plates are in there." Alfred told him, pointing to one of the cabinets. He was double checking that everything was ready and that they would have enough for everybody. He was sure he made more than enough. Plus if there was leftovers, that meant some for later!

Matthew arrived outside Alfred's apartment building. Normally he would just go straight to his apartment. But he wasn't sure Gilbert would be able to find the place. Plus, he didn't want the albino to come face Alfred on his own. He wasn't sure how his brother would react unless he was there.

Ivan found the plates and set the table just like he said. After all, his parents raised him to be elite and polite. Mostly though, he needed an excuse not to sit down and relax, but rather to stay near Alfred. It was turning into a thing now. "Done!" he exclaimed before lurking behind Alfred to 'help with anything he needed'.

Gilbert took another minute to find the place and would have passed it if not for spotting a familiar blonde out front. He parked and jumped out, holding his arms out in an excited, hug me, but mostly excited gesture. "Mattie! The awesome me is here!" He was just glad he found Matthew before his brother.

"Great! Just need to bring the food to the table and wait for Mattie. Then we can eat!" Alfred exclaimed. He was tempted to put together a pre-dinner burger. But he was sure his brother would be here in only a few minutes. So he was sure his stomach could wait that long. He began bringing the food to the table.

"I can see that." Matthew told him. He gave him a smile and led the way into the building. Upon reaching the correct apartment, he knocked on the door.

Alfred perked up when he heard the knock. He set the plate he was holding down and went to answer the door. "Mattie! And... its you." His mood instantly vanished when he saw who was with his brother.

"Al, be nice. Gilbert is my friend, alright?" Matthew told him. Alfred grumbled slightly to himself but let them in.

Gilbert's mood left the second Alfred opened the door as well. His expression couldn't decide between a glare and a pout so he looked a little ill for a second before he managed to mumble a greeting. He made sure to keep Matthew between him and Alfred though.

Ivan caught sight of them and let out a cry of delight as he skipping out of the kitchen. "It's mr bunny! What a delight!" He was practically in heaven having so many cute people around to mess with.

A groan escaped the albino man. "My name is not bunny! It's Gilbert!" Why the hell was this guy here too? He already regretted coming. Ivan didn't show any reaction to the name correction at all.

Matthew recognized the guy who came out of the kitchen as the guy who had been messing with Gilbert before at the club. He wasn't sure how he felt about him being here. He noticed Kiku out of the corner of his eye and nodded in greeting.

"Who's this then, Al?" he asked, eyes still on the Russian.

"This is my new buddy, Ivan. He's going to be playing games with us!" Alfred exclaimed. "Now that you guys are here, we can eat!" He led the way to the table, eager to begin eating. Matthew and Kiku following at different paces.

When Ivan pulled his attention away from Gilbert, he noticed Matthew and his expression immediately turned to confused. "Eh? I'm seeing double?!" He looked between Alfred and Matthew. No one warned him they were twins and he found himself lost and frozen when everyone else headed to the kitchen.

Gilbert slunk into the room and used Ivan's confusion as an opportunity to flip him off before heading into the kitchen. "What is this? Burgers? Awesome!" He could always go for a good one with lots of mustard and fries. Maybe he would stay after all. He nodded to the short Asian guy he didn't notice until then before poking his hands in the food to inspect it.