I hope you enjoy this it is my first prucan and I dont know how well it will turn out.

Disclaimer: I do not own or claim to own any of the following. Hetalia (I wish I did though), Canada, Prussia or anything else. The only thing I own is my ideas and the story. ENJOY!

Mathew was making some buttermilk pancakes with, his favorite, maple syrup when he heard a knock at the door.

"Mattie!" The person from the other side of the door asked. Mathew could tell it was Gilbert on the other side so he didn't even look through the peep whole. Then again he couldn't do that anyway. Some stupid drunk people put gum on it and it hardened before Mathew could even scrap it off.

"Gilbert why are you here?" Mathew answered.

"This is not Gilbert."

"What?" Mathew didn't know who else it could be so he just said his brothers name, "Alfred?"

"Nope, it is your awesome friend, the awesome Gilbert Beilschmidt. Not just un-awesome Gilbert."

"Oh God, Gilbert."

"Fine, I guess that will have to do since you won't say 'the awesome Gilbert Beilschmidt'."

"Just come in the door is unlocked and I'm surprised you didn't knock down the door when you knocked." Mathew opened the door just to get a huge bear hug that knocked them both on the floor. Gilbert on top of Mathew. Mathew's blush that just popped up could probably compete with Lovino's blush when he was with Antonio.

"Uhhh, p-please g-get off of m-me Gil" Mathew stuttered. He wouldn't admit it to no one, not even himself, that he kinda thought that he didn't want him off.

"Uhhh, yeah sure." Gilbert got off and sat next to Mathew, "That was pretty awkward. You?"

Mathew couldn't say anything so he just nodded his head in agreement as he lay there stunned.

A few minutes of silence passed before Gilbert got up and held out his hand to help Mathew up. Mathew took his hand and got up and brushed himself off as he went back to making his pancakes he left on the un-heated stove.

"Whatcha makin`?" Gilbert said to try to break the awkwardness that had formed between them.

"Pancakes." Mathew stated bluntly he was to caught in thought of what just happened to actually understand why Gilbert said that and to be more happy.

"Are you mad at me?...I'm sorry if I'm a nuisance to you. I actually stopped by to ask if I could stay here for the week since Ludwig kicked me out. But you probably wouldn't like that."

"What?" Mathew said as he turned off the stove and walked over to sit with Gilbert on the couch, "What do you mean. That doesn't sound like you. I mean the awesome Gilbert Beilschmidt wouldn't call himself a nuisance." Gilbert's eyes lit up as he said that. Mathew smiled knowing Gilbert was Gilbert again but then Gilbert looked sad again and looked away from him.

"I know you don't really like me or my company here a-and you are only putting up w-with it because it will be mean but- but ...I want you to know... I-I-I-I like you Canada. I like you a lot." At that moment he burst into tears.

"Prussia! I did not know that so thank you so much for clearing that up for me. I mean I like you too Gil. I just wish you would stop crying and look at me." Gilbert looked at him and was quiet until he stopped crying. "Good." Mathew brushed his thumb to dry some last minute tears off of Gilbert's face.

Gilbert put his hand on top off Mathews and leaned in. Mathew leaned in too until their noses bumped.

"Thank you." Gilbert said.

"No problem." Mathew replied but barely had time to say it before Gilbert cupped his face and pulled him into a loving kiss. This was the one place Mathew and Gilbert knew they belonged, in each others arms. Then and there they knew they were n love and would stay in love for a long time.

Alright that kinda sucked but I hope you liked it. If good reveiws happen then there might be a sequal so uhh ...reveiw and...that's it.