Doppelgänger, a hetalia - axis powers fanfic

Disclaimer: don't own hetalia

Warnings: nein

AU, one sided Alfred/Matthew, romantic or not is up for interpretation.

I used to write story outlines like this all the time. This was written on a whim for a small multi-chapter'd idea that I had, but I decided to leave it like this. Because.

"If the devil does not exist, and man has therefore created him, he has created him in his own image and likeness."

Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Alfred F. Jones is a normal teenager.

"Yo, new kid!"

Matthew Williams is a normal teenager.

"C-could you show me where the office is?"

Alfred F. Jones and Matthew Williams are not related.

"I haven't seen you around before."

Loud and obnoxious Alfred F. Jones, with his wild dirty blond hair and vivid blue eyes thinks Matthew Williams looks exactly like him.

"It's like we're twins!"

Quiet and reserved Matthew Williams, with his soft cropped blond hair and his bright violet eyes, sees only a slight semblance.

"R-Really, Alfred?"

Alfred F. Jones develops a fascination with Matthew Williams.

"You look like you could be almost as heroic as me. In your own shy-schoolgirl way."

Matthew Williams thinks he has found a friend.

"Thanks for being there, Al."

Alfred F. Jones helps Matthew Williams out of his shell.

"Did they touch you? Fuckin' punch them in the face with your hockey rage."

In turn, Matthew Williams helps Alfred F. Jones become more considerate.

"That really wasn't a good reason to beat them up, Alfred."

Alfred F. Jones notices that Matthew Williams is now getting more attention.

"Matt, who were those guys you were talking with?"

Matthew Williams is enjoying it.

"Oh, the four of us are just going to the movies over the weekend. Want to join, Al?"

Soon, Alfred F. Jones is not Matthew Williams' only friend.

"Why the fuck did you start hanging out with Ivan and his bastards?"

Matthew Williams thinks Alfred F. Jones is becoming jealous.

"You can't just insult my friends in front of everyone like that!"

Alfred F. Jones thinks he is just doing his job.

"Because, Braginski, you touch Matthew, you'll be coughing blood for the rest of your life."

And so Matthew Williams warns Alfred.

"Alfred, you're walking a really thin line here, eh?"

Alfred F. Jones still has a fascination with Matthew Williams.

"Alfred."

Matthew Williams feels it has started to border on obsession.

"Matt."

Alfred F. Jones dyes his hair.

"Jones, your hair looks like that Williams kid's now. I swear you're twins or something."

Alfred F. Jones spends more time with Matthew Williams.

"Holy shit, I swear someone was stalking me back from work."

Matthew Williams notices that Alfred F. Jones is now wearing blue-violet contact lenses.

"Alfred, your eyes?"

Matthew Williams walks a different way to school.

"Matthew, where were you this morning?"

Alfred F. Jones thinks since they look like each other, they should be together.

In that kind of way

Matthew Williams is slightly intimidated by the "forever" thrown into the statement.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Alfred F. Jones notices.

"Oh, Mattie, I'm just teasing."

Matthew Williams can now no longer escape his reflection, even when there are no mirrors.

"Al, can you stop following me everywhere?"

Alfred F. Jones starts to grow jealous.

"Matt, why don't you spend time with me anymore?"

Matthew Williams starts to grow afraid.

"Al- It's 3 in the fucking morning, eh? Why did you ask me to come here? What the hell could be so important?"

Alfred F. Jones becomes articulate.

"You're mine."

Matthew Williams becomes confused.

"Excuse me?"