Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or characters associated with Hetalia.

I also don't own Shutter. though that movie is kick ass and awesome. (btw, I had nearly written in Japanese, but thats a lie, Shutter isn't Japanese, if I remember correctly, the story is originally from Taiwan? i think.. don't kill me if I have that wrong.)

A N: Yes, the summary sucks.

Know what I realized? There are no fanfics with Canada under the "supernatural" genre tag. There is a few stories that involve the supernatural, but none of them have the tag under the M rating. How can this happen!? How did it happen!? Seriously!? Really? come on~ So.. Let it be known.

This is the FIRST supernatural involved story that is listed under the tag supernatural for AmericaXCanada under the M rating! hahaha. Yes. I'm proud of the dumbest things. But thats okay.

Let me start this off by saying that, I have no idea what this story is about, or where it is going to go. So just bear with me.

Also, just another little quick thing. If you don't like it. Don't read it. Please. Its not an impossible to do.

Content:

Currently, the rating is not bad, but I am marking it M to be safe for later. just incase.

human names used . yaoi . AU

Please forgive me if they drift in and out (mostly out) of character. . I'll try my hardest to keep them close to character.

Oh yes, and for those of you that follow Letters in the Locker, don't worry, I'm still going to continue it. No worries at all. I'm just in a major block for it atm.

OHHH and if you haven't seen Shutter yet... I'll probably not give anything away, just enough to get the point of creepiness across. But still. This possible spoiler warning is there.

"Do you think this one is good!?" He flips the thin disc case over in his hands, greedily gripping the wrapping on it. Itching to tear it off and watch. Already Matthew felt like sighing and rolling his eyes. He could see the clear look of terror hiding behind that excitement. Sometimes he believed that Alfred had a fetish for fear. He must have. Otherwise he wouldn't keep watching those stupid movies. The hero bid could only be believed so many times before its just not an excuse anymore.

"Ya, sure. That one looks okay." He said. Noticing the title of that was scrawled across the top. Shutter. Oh, that was one of those asian horror movies. It coaxed a bit of a shiver from Matthew as he thought about it. Those ones were the worst. Not in terms of quality and story, god no. They were the best. But for someone who was afraid of scary movies, it was the worst kind to watch. In his personal opinion anyway. "Are you sure you want to watch that Alfred?"

"YES!! You don't need to be scared Mattie! I'll protect you!"

"That's what scares me..." Matthew mumbled under his breath.

It wasn't long before the two had collected the required amount of terror inducing films, and the right amount of junk food and pop to keep them wired for eternity. Even after that, Alfred insisted that it wasn't enough, and made a stop at McDonald's to get about 3 bags of 'to-go' meals.

"Al, do you seriously plan on eating that on top of the junk food we already have?"

"Yes! Why? Do you want something? I can get you-"

"NO! erm.. no. Its okay Alfred." He smiles sweetly to his belovedly moronic companion. "I'm fine. I don't need anything. I have all that ice cream still at home. Burgers are more your thing anyway right?"

Even if Matthew wanted a clear response to that, he wasn't about to get one. Alfred was soon stuffing his face with the fast food he had purchased moments ago. Nothing but the sounds of obnoxious chewing and slurping filled the car. The younger of the two sighed and turned his attention to the window, finding many more interesting things outside. They passed several tall buildings as the light faded. One of the buildings seemed to be nothing but windows. This was Matthew's cue, and soon his mind was wandering to all sorts of places. Like one thought that randomly crossed his mind, even he wasn't sure where it came from.

What if the bathrooms in those places, like the walls, were just windows too? A small smile grew on his face. Chuckling a little to himself, though the sound of his laughter was drowned out by the sound of radio and Alfred's chewing. So naturally the other didn't hear him. That would be so awkward. I can't even imagine. Someone just walking by and looking in... His self amusing thoughts were brutally severed by a loud screeching. Matthew's eyes grew huge as the breaks were slammed on and his body jerked forward.

"Alfred! What the hell!?"

"SORRY! Don't worry! I'm the hero here, I know what I'm doing!" Alfred continued to beam, though Matthew could see the strain in the happy care-free mask.

Matthew looked out of the window just in time to see the other car driving off with an offending finger leaving them. He frowned a little.

"Alfred, you should be more careful when you drive. A lot more careful."

His companion just nodded and continued to grin like a fool. Blind to his own chaotic ways and idiodic behavior. Maple. Why does he have to be like that all the time? Its addicting! Matthew stared at the handsome blue eyed hero a moment longer before smiling to himself and looking out the window once again. Reminding himself of how lucky he was that he wore his seatbelt. Of course, he had always been the careful one. The quiet one.

He didn't much appreciate the idea of risking life and limb just to get an 'image' or to 'look good'. In his mind, acting so recklessly, would only lead to someone looking very dead. He didn't want to be dead, so he played it safe and behaved himself of a regular basis.

Finally, after what seemed like another eternity of rediculous thoughts that made him chuckle to himself, the two blondes arrived in the drive of their home. A large two story. Two bedrooms, one and a half bathrooms. But that was just the main floor and the upstairs. They did have a basement, but it wasn't finished and Alfred was terrified to go down there. Sure, he put on a brave face, but he was scared. Matthew, if he was in a bad mood, would exploit this innocently. Asking casually for the other to run downstairs and fetch him something. Of course the other needed some convincing, so Matt pulled the 'but you're my hero' card. It always worked.

Matthew stood in the kitchen, unpacking all the purchased garbage nutrition and putting some away. The stuff he knew that they wouldn't eat. Crossing the marble tiled floor, he reached into one of the cupboards and pulled out a large and bright red bowl. No doubt one that was originally bought for his own purposes of mixing rediculously large amounts of pancake batter. Setting this bowl down on the table, Matthew emptied a few bags of chips into it and mixed the combination up.

"Viola. Instant party mix." Feeling proud of himself, he smiles cheerfully and brings the bowl of chips out to the living room. Already Alfred was sitting on the couch like an eager four year old. Matthew chuckled a little and moved closer. "I have the chips."

"Awesome! Now hurry and sit down. Right next to me so I can protect you better and make sure no evil jerks try and hurt you! I know how scared you can get. So I'll be right here for you to grab onto in the scary parts." That cocky and delightfully childish grin appears again and it melts Matthew's heart. He beams and settles in next to the stronger of them and lets Alfred wrap his arm around his shoulders. Allowing himself to be pulled in. This was nice.

Kinda stupid, given the fact that they both knew perfectly well that scary movies were just that. Scary, and they ended up terrified in the end. But as long as they had one another, things were always okay. They always had been, and always would be.

The movie started out okay. Nothing too horrible and Matthew and Alfred were led into false security. Atleast until things started to heat up. The initial scare in the film wasn't so bad. Though it had them both still in fear.

"HOLY SHIT!! Mattie!! Don't be scared! Don't freak out! Don't look!" Matthew's eyes were covered as the American shouted and ranted, hiding his face aswell. "Did you see that!? OH my God!!"

"No! I didn't see it! You were covering my face! How was I supposed to AH!!" Matthew and Alfred tossed the bowl of chips and hid beneath the blanket that they had pulled off the back of the couch earlier. "Gross! She is sticking her tongue down his throat! AH! Sick! Why is her back like that!? Thats not normal!" More shouts from them both and soon it was decided that the movie be turned off. Of course it was for Mattie's sake since Alfred could totally handle it, he just didn't want Matthew to get nightmares or anything like that.

"Its okay Mattie. We share the same room anyway, I can keep you safe." Typical. Matthew, however, insisted that they pick up the mess so that mice and ants wouldn't find the spill to be an invitation to move in and become neighbours. Don't get him wrong, he loved animals, just at a distance if they threatened to destroy things and become a problem.

Once the mess was tidied, the two made their way to the bedroom in extreme caution. Making sure that every light was on in their journey to the bedroom since they did not wish to be caught in the dark with their teamed imagination working against them after having watched that film. The both leapt at the bed, avoiding the gap beneath. Because that was how they got you. If you weren't careful, something would reach out and grab unsuspecting victims by the ankles and drag them under to face a merciless and horrible death. Atleast that was the idea that had been planted in Matthew's mind by Alfred when they were younger. Some friend Alfred was.

The bundled beneath the blankets and took one another in eachother's arms. Glasses came off and the two lay in bed with the door closed, the lights on and buried beneath a seemingly impenetrable forcefield constructed of blankets and sheets. Why was it that blankets always seemed so safe? It didn't matter. After a while, the two eventually fell into a deep sleep, though Matthew's was just a little more on the restless side. So real.

A N: okay. sorry, its short. I know. But I do have some idea now after I've written this out, of where this is going. So I'm no longer blind. And no. In this, Matthew and Alfred are not brothers. They are just twin like in appearances. I think its in the water they drink. Lol.

But ya, I hope you like it so far. I know the ending seemed a little rushed, but I kinda got distracted by the evil television set and i was like.. *sigh*.. *ends it fast* , Sorries.

So yesh. Look forward to the next chapter! I look forward to reading all your reviews. (cause believe me. I read every single one of them)