"I bet you've had a hard time walking into a room full of people on your own, right? Yeah. I know that. I know what it is, not to feel like you're in the room, until he looks at you or touches your hand or even makes a joke at your expense, just to let everyone know... you're with him. You're his."

-P.S. I Love You

"Gee Arthur, why are you so mad?" A sapphire eyed-man bellowed as he slammed the door to their small flat, in the ever busy New York, New York.

"It was what you said, you insufferable git!" A shorter emerald eyed-man, otherwise known as Arthur, yelled from across the room.

"What exactly did I say then?" The other retorted while trying to pick up the pillows and shoes Arthur was throwing in his direction.

"You know what you said! And more, how could you say that to your mother! Your mother, you arse!" Arthur took his shoe off and threw it at Alfred who ducked, used to his partners temper now after so many years of dealing with his better half.

"All I said was, that you weren't ready to adopt, since you are really stressed and that we can't really afford one until we are ready to own a bigger apartment with three bedrooms. What's so wrong 'bout that?" Alfred was really puzzled why it was wrong for him to say that.

' It was the truth. It's not like we don't want a kid', because they did want one.

"Exactly, you jerk! It's because you made it seem that I was not ready for one, and that I can't handle stress. She probably thinks I am a good-for-nothing heartless guy."

"Babe, she got over that like a year ago when you decided to stay home and watch the kids during our Family Christmas Dinner." Alfred nonchantly reminded him of how much his mother detested him. One, because they got together really young, and two, because she thought he really was a 'good-for-nothing heartless guy' who wanted to destroy her precious 'Alfie'. Which, right now, he probably does.

"So you admit it!" Arthur stomped across the room to the bathroom and angrily brushed his teeth, glaring through the mirror at Alfred who stood glaring back.

"I don't know why you are so mad! I just said the truth, I am sorry, next time I'll lie to my mother!' He yelled taking his shoes off and unbuttoning his shirt.

"You daft! Don't lie to your mother!" Arthur rinsed his mouth and took his shirt off, preparing for bed.

"Well what do you want me to say?! 'Oh hey mom, I am not supposed to tell you, but Arthur isn't ready to have a kid, but I am supposed to lie and say god knows what!'"

"Arse whole, you know I want a kid, but not right now because we have a plan! Not because I don't want one, you bloody jerk!"

"Stop talking in your damn English! We are in America, speak American!" Alfred slammed the door on his way out, not bothering to put his shoes on. Arthur stood there, with tears forming in the corner of his eyes. He walked over to the bed on the other side of the room and pulled the covers back, laid inside. He quietly turned the light off and decided to sleep despite the silent tears running down his cheeks and the cries he was most certainly not producing. And not secretly hoping for Alfred to him.

Alfred felt guilty for yelling at Arthur like that but, sometimes he did not know what his Arthur wanted to hear from him. Did he want to hear the truth? A lie? Or did he want to hear Alfred make a fool of himself?

It doesn't even matter why anymore, since Arthur right now doesn't want anything to do with him...

"Alfie?" A barely audible whisper pulled on his sleeve at the entrance of their flat building.

"Oh, hey Mattie." Alfred didn't really want to talk to his brother at the moment, instead he would want to rather bask in his guilt.

"Listen, um, I think you should talk to Arthur more. Don't try to be anyone else but try to be yourself and speak your mind. I'm pretty sure that Arthur fell in love with you because of who you are, not who you should be. Good night." With that, Matthew winked and walked away out of the building. Alfred didn't know where his brother went to after the whole family dinner at his mom's place.

'He sure is one odd little guy.' Alfred, against all odds, went back to his flat and quietly opened the door, since the lights were off.

"Arthur?" He whispered, hoping for a reply, but instead he heard sniffling from the bed.

Alfred tiptoed over to the bed and silently, he silently got in the covers and wrapped his arms around Arthur.

"I'm sorry love, I-I didn't mean to-" Alfred kissed Arthur's head and shushed him to calm him.

"Baby, it's OK, we both were douches. I am sorry. I didn't mean anything. I am sorry I told my mom that, I know it was personal and just between us, but..." Alfred trailed off hoping he caught Arthur's attention.

Arthur snuffled and turned to face Alfred.

"But?" He rested his head on Alfred's chest.

"But, I just wish that we could already have a place of our own and a family, ya know? I want to wake up in the morning in our house, with a flower garden and cat lazing around the house. I want every waking moment of my life with you next to me and with maybe someone who will call out 'Mommy' and 'Daddy' when they have a nightmare or when they want to hug us or call our attention. Babe, I want our lives to start." Alfred rambled on and on and Arthur began to cry some more.

"Babe-" Alfred was caught off guard when lips smashed onto his.

"Mrmmrmhm~" Alfred tried to speak. He pulled away to catch his breath but a string of saliva connected them both.

"Arthur-"

"Shh, love, just stop talking." Arthur climbed on top of Alfred and deepened their kiss, tasting the tears and the booze lingering on their tongues.

Arthur sat on Alfred's lap, sliding his hands around Alfred's chest. Alfred turned over so he could hover over Arthur and little by little, remove the clothing that separated two. Alfred starred down at Arthur and saw the want and lust in those beautiful green, emerald eyes.

He saw his world.

OK well, sorry to disappoint with with the Smexy scene, I am not all that great at writing that part.

Um, I finally saw P.S. I Love You and I cried like a little baby! ;-;. I don't know why, but this popped in my head and I was like all sad so yeah. Ummm, I am not sure if I want to follow the whole movie format, because you see, that is not right to take credit for other peoples things (BTW Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya ) and Obviously the movie wasn't by me. But I am gonna make this differ from the movie, but have the thing of the letters the same, but not like in the movie! *justconfusedself*

Please Review, that would really make my day!