Wooooow….im not…sure about this one…im not the best writer in the world ( im not within a million miles of it either.) but im doing a roleplay with a friend of mine and..well…yeah…we made Canada get pregnant, and then I watched this movie, Junior, (not a great movie) and so….yeah…..Please review and let me know if I should change the rating…or…just,…not continue the story…ehe…-runs back to her hidey hole- ( Also, I don't think the genre is quite right, so let me know if I should change it…)
Matthew patted his swelling stomach lightly and sighed. He looked up at his brother, who looked as if he were about to cry. "h-h-how….c-could….y-you….?" his lip quivered. Matthew rolled his eyes. "Al, its not that big of a deal." Alfred's blue eyes widened and he gawked at his younger brother. "It is too a big deal Mattie! Your pregnant! How did you- why did you- how did that-?" Alfred continued to sputter unfinished questions. Matthew couldn't help but smirk. He had know idea how he could have gotten pregnant without the necessary 'parts' but it had happened, and there wasn't anything he could do about it. Plus he didn't want to get rid of the baby. It was Ivan's, after all. He didn't want to hurt Ivan…he loved him more than anything. And now, he had to love this baby too. There was a rush of footsteps and the door to Matthews house was swung open. " Matthew! Lad, what the bloody hell happened?" Arthur Kirkland looked breathless and frustrated. "I heard that you…erm…I heard that you-" he stopped as soon as he saw Matthews bloated middle and his eyes went wide. "M….. .Matthew…." He suddenly went red and advanced on his son. "How. The. Bloody. Hell. Did. That. Happen?" he pointed an accusing finger to Matthews stomach. Matthews hands went down and caressed the small developing bubble. "I.. don't…know. But…its not that big of a deal. M actually kind of happy." He smiled at Arthur, but it faded when a hand was raised and his father looked as if he were about to smack some sense into his son. "You don't even have a uterus! Or a…a….vagina! And who the hell did you sleep with? I'm going to murder the bloody git for doing this to you!" Matthew shrank back but regained his courage and stood as straight as he could and held a determined look in his eye. He took a deep breath and explained the situation slowly.
"IVAN~" Matthew moaned as his prostate was struck once again. The Russian smirked. " say my name again." His eyes glinted as he watched the young Canadian clutch the sheets and pant heavily. "Ivan…Ivan…!" He bit his lip and continued to say the Russians name on command. Ivan pulled out slowly and pushed back in a little harder than he wanted to and flinched when the boy under him made a pained sound. "f-faster…!" Ivan blinked, but complied, quickening his pace. The boy under him continued to moan and say his name. Ivan leaned forward and bit his young lovers neck. He enjoyed the little pleasured noises that came from the boy. After a good hour exhaustion took over and he rolled off the young boy, breathing heavily. His hand resting on the boys back and said boy shivered. "how was that, Matvey~?" he asked quietly, giving a tired grin. The young boy simply nodded and closed his eyes. Eventually sleep overtook both of them and they began to snore lightly.
Matthew took a breath and continued. "and about a week later….well…" he laughed nervously and patted his bloated middle gently. Arthur and Alfred were staring at him both in anger and disbelief. " I guess it just happened…" Arthur closed his eyes and put a hand to his forehead. "Matthew….I thought I raised you better than to have sex before-" "Don't be such a hypocrite Arthur!" Matthew cut his father off. He had never dared do that before, but he couldn't stand his father preaching to him like this. He had done it so many times before and he was sick of it. Especially now that he was on his own and taking care of himself. And now that he finally had someone in his life, and another person coming soon, he wasn't going to be pushed around so easily. He glared at his father and crossed his arms. " I know that you had Alfred before you and mom were married! So you don't have a right to tell me to wait!" His father looked shocked, then he grew a little more red in the face. " Don't talk to me like that Matthew. I'm still your father and you know bloody well where your place is." Matthew was about to protest, but his brother spoke first. "Mattie! You…had s-sex with.. with…Commie?" his brother sniffed. Matthew rolled his eyes. "He's not a communist Alfred. Just because hes Russian doesn't mean that he HAS to be a 'commie'." Alfred started sobbing. Why does he do this? He always over dramatizes things! Matthew thought angrily, and uncrossed his arms. " why do you suddenly care anyways? If I had sex with anyone else, you wouldn't bat an eye! But as soon as I have sex with Ivan, you freak out!" Arthur was shocked to hear that his son had sex more than once. " Its IS a big deal Mattie! you've never gotten pregnant! How the hell did you even get pregnant? that's not physically possible!" Matthew had been putting up with his brother repeating this for over an hour. And he was getting sick of it. He knew this was impossible! He knew this was crazy! He didn't need to be reminded of it every time his broth opened his mouth! That was it. He wanted his brother and father out of his home. NOW. Arthur was going on about being responsible and how he should take Matthew over his knee and how Matthew was embarrassing him and- "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE." Both of the other men jumped at the sudden raise in Matthews voice. Matthew was sending both of them a death glare and war pointing at the front door. "right now. I don't need either of you to preach to me or save me. I can take care of myself." Alfred sadly walked out the door, Arthur stayed right where he was, he was livid. " Matthew. I have been far to lenient with you these past years."
"I don't care. Get out. You are intruding on my property." Matthew stated blankly. " if you're not gone in 30 seconds, I'm calling the cops." He was still pointing to the door. Arthur glared at his son. "You wouldn't dare." Matthew narrowed his eyes. "try me Arthur." he looked at his watch. " 10 seconds." Arthur huffed and turned to the door. "when you've cooled off, come talk to me." With that, he left Matthews house. Matthews knees buckled at the last thing his father had said. "hen you've cooled off…" The words were turned over in his head. Repeated over and over. Matthew grew even angrier. How dare he! He was the one who was getting pissed and going on and on about how Matthew was an embarrassment and how he was being immature and having whoring himself out and somehow getting pregnant. UHG! Matthew kicked the wall. Warm tears ran down his face. He was always treated like a child. By his father, his mother, his brother….the only one who didn't treat him like that was Ivan. Matthew sighed at the thought of his lover. The tall blonde had helped and noticed Matthew when he had been hit by a car about a year ago. He wasn't that noticeable and kind of invisible…He loved Ivan with all he had, but he hadn't seen him for over 2 months… he was loosing it. He hated living without Ivan. He smiled at the thought of those violet eyes and that large scarf that Ivan was rarely seen without. How he wished Ivan would come and see him. He wanted to be in Ivan' strong arms and listen to that thick accent of his. He wanted to be sitting in Ivan' lap and watching T.V and just talking about whatever crossed their minds. And then as if on cue, Ivan rushed into Matthews house, without knocking….of course. But he could forgive Ivan for anything. Ivan looked out of breath and rushed over to his young lover and pulled him into a tight hug. "why are you crying Matvety….?"