A/N: Hi, I'm back from the two(*cough*four*cough*) year long hiatus and I'm back to rewrite and remake my old fan fictions before uploading any new ones or any new chapters. So please bear with me as I do, I'm better at writing but still as lazy as ever, deal with it. B)
I hope you enjoy this.

Summary: Canada is finally getting the attention and recognition he deserves but it came at a heavy price. The price you ask? To be America's bedmate for as long as he lives and breathes. But to Canada it's just a small price to pay; that is until he met a young unappreciated country.

Warnings: Violence, physical abuse, crude language, and momentarily M rated moment. If rape or dubcon disturbs you I suggest not reading this, sorry.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, if I did it would be a hard core gay porno by now xD

Pairing: Slight USxCanada, but mainly CanadaxOc Panama. [Funny enough, I'm not from Panama.]

Chapter 1: The Deal.

"...And so that concludes today's meeting. That'll be all for now." Arthur said as he looked around the table as the world meeting ended. The young Canadian nation sighed as he sat quietly while the other nations of the world started getting up and leaving, they talking and laughed as they collected their things. Matthew sighed once again, it didn't seem like anyone had noticed him there yet; he decided to just get up and leave when he felt something near him..

"Mathieu, mon ami. How are you?" Francis said happily as he draped an arm over the Canadian's shoulders, Matthew blushed a little at the contact but smiled back at Francis.

"I'm doing well, thank you for asking...How are you?" He replied, his voice as soft and fragile as always, and a little shaky. Before the French man could replied Gilbert and Ludwig passed by. The older of the two saw Matthew quickly rushed over to him, Ludwig just rolled his eyes as he kept walking while Feliciano kept talking about pasta and pretty girls.

"The awesome, but still not nearly as awesome as myself, Mattie! What's up?" Gilbert asked as he came up behind the blond and leaned against his the back of his chair.

Matthew smiled even more as he tilted his head up to look at him. "I'm doing fine, Gilbert. How about you?" He asked happily, Francis frowned as Matthew's attention shifted from him to the Prussian. he quickly leaned in and hugged Matthew close. Gilbert's smile dropped when he saw him as he went over to the other side of the chair and snatched Matthew out of Francis's arms; he hugged the taller boy and looked up to smirk at the French nation.

The French man took that as a challenge and grabbed Matthew, pulling him away from the Prussian who in turn did the same; this little battle continued for less than a minutes as Alfred quickly noticed and stepped in. "Mattie, what are you doing?" The American asked with his hands on his hips and a confused but slightly angry on his face, he started looking steamed as he quickly found himself looking down at a very flustered and dizzy Canadian in the middle of the tug-of-war.

Francis and Gilbert gulped as they had never really seen Alfred angry or even upset. They simultaneously let go of Matthew which resulted in a loud thud as the Canadian fell to the ground, missing the chair completely. "...I'm okay." He muttered from the ground before slowly raising a hand up as if to show he really was fine.

"Dudes, just leave already." Alfred said with a sigh and a shake of his head before looking down at the pile known as Canada, the two European nations left as quickly as they could without another word, before anything else could happen. This left Alfred and Matthew alone in the meeting room, the silence was welcoming.
Alfred walked around to Matthew and looked down at him still on the ground. "You okay, dude?" The American asked as he stuck his hands into the pockets of his blazer and leaned over the violet eyed blond, Matthew nodded. "You didn't think getting attention would be this bad, huh? Told ya it would be"

Alfred smirked down as Mathew shook his head once again and slowly sat up. "Well, the meeting is over so let's go back to my place; you can make me some pancakes when we get there." Alfred said as he stood up straight, Matthew sighed softly but just plastered a fake smile on and nodded, he got up and cleaned himself off. He quickly felt Alfred take his hand, they started walked out of the meeting room, Alfred blabbering about food and why he thought waffles were better than pancakes. Matthew just nodded mindlessly, he blinked as he quickly realized he was now in a car; he just have zoned up. He turned to look out the window of the car; Alfred was going to go stay over at the Canadian's house...At least that's what he thought. Matthew bit his lip before sighing as his mind took him back to last month to the last world meeting.

~~~Start of the flash back~~~

Matthew was as always, unseen and even unacknowledged by any of the countries despite the fact he was the second largest nations in the world. He sat patiently between Francis and Alfred as he waited for his turn to speak, but as always it never came. After the meeting Matthew stood in the empty hallway, his forehead rested against the nearest wall as his poor curl was being flattened by the action; he didn't care. "Why doesn't anyone ever notice me? It's not like I'm invisible." The Canadian muttered to himself and his pet polar bear; Kumajiro.

The white bear that sat at his feet stopped cleaning himself before looking up to where the hushed voice came from. "Who are you?" The bear asked.

"Canada, your owner." The poor Canadian muttered back as he started repeatedly hitting his head against the wall, after a few hits Matthew sighed as he turned around and slid down the wall until he was sitting on the floor, he pulled his knees up and rested his chin on them as he just stared at the wall in front of him.

"Hey, bro, what's wrong?" Matthew almost jolted at the voice, he quickly looked up to see Alfred looked down at him as he loomed over him, the Canadian tried to get up but his hand slipped on the wall. Alfred grabbed Canada before he could hurt himself and pulled him up, which ended up with Matthew pressed to his chest.

'How is he so strong?' The question ran through Matthew's mind before he blushed at realizing how close he was to Alfred; he pulled away as a bright pink flush adorned his face. "I...was just thinking about something." Alfred kept looking at him, expecting him ton continue to which Matthew kept going. "Why do the others never seem to acknowledge me; it feels like I'm seriously invisible." Matthew said as tears stung the back of his eyes, he lowered his head once again and looked down at the ground not wanting to look Alfred in the eye.

The American watched Matthew with calculating eyes and something flickered in them as a rather sinister smile crawled onto his lips; he came to rest a hand next to Matthew's head as he lowered himself down to the other's level. "You know...I could fix that so that all the others would acknowledge you, and love you." Alfred said as he slipped a finger under Matthew's chin and rose his face until violet eyes met with cold blue ones, the Canadian felt something ice cold rush down his spine, he swallowed back tears as he looked Alfred in the eyes; there was something dark and hungry in them.

He hesitated for a moment. "Really you can?" Matthew asked as he shook off the bad feeling he was getting about this, Alfred smiled back and nodded as he moved his hand away. "Please do it! I would do anything to never be ignored again." These were the words that Alfred wanted to hear, he wrapped his fingers around Matthew's wrist and swiftly got him up in one hard yank, he pulled him close to his chest. Alfred leaned in and got close to Matthew's ear.

"Your wish is my command." Alfred said in a seductive tone and earned himself a shiver from Matthew, he pulled him back before engulfed the other's lips with his own; the kiss was rough, hungry, and dominating. Matthew's face felt as if it was going to catch fire and any moment now it would burst into flames, but it didn't obviously. Alfred pulled away after a few moment and licked his lips, he gently stroked Matthew's pink tinted cheeks as he smirked at him. "So cute, well Mattie from now on you will be my bed mate. I will have sex with you when ever, where ever I want. That in exchange for the attention you deserve from the other nations." Alfred said with a smirk still on his face, this was delicious. Matthew's eyes widened as he heard Alfred and shrunk back at what Alfred said, he couldn't believe his ears; sex in exchange for attention, this made the Canadian feel sick and scared; this wasn't right. "I don't have all day Mattie; do you take it or leave it?" Alfred asked in an unhappy tone, he reached out and trailed a finger down the side of Matthew's neck, the Canadian shivered and looked up at the blue eyed blond.

"...Fine I...I'll take your offer."

He couldn't handle another day being ignored, being invisible, being sat on. Mathew muttered his answer with a sad sigh, he felt kind of sick, Alfred smiled as he pinched Matthew's chin between his thumb and index finger and lightly shook it. "Aw, don't be sad my little sex toy, we'll have a whole lot of fun together you and I." Alfred's tone was as if he was talking to a pet, he smirked before roughly kissing the Canadian nation, Matthew almost shrunk back but just closed his eyes as he was forced to angle his head to the side; he squeezed his eyes tight as if he could vanish doing so. Alfred bit down hand on Matthew's bottom lip, he quickly got entrance to the inside of his mouth as the violet eyed boy let out a muffled scream of pain. Matthew shivered as Alfred's tongue invaded his mouth, it was roughly moving around inside his mouth before practically launch itself down the Canadian nation's throat. Matthew gagged at the feeling and bit down on it in hopes of getting the foreign object out of his mouth, he succeeded.

Alfred pulled back as the taste of his own blood flooded his mouth, he looked down at Matthew who was on the ground coughing, gagging and panting all at the same time. "What the fuck, you little bitch!" He said as he picked up the Canadian by the throat and shoved him against the wall, pinning him in place with one hand, Matthew let out a strangling noise as his passage of air was being cut off by the American's vise like grip.

"Ah! I…needed….to…breath…!" Matthew gasped out as he grabbed at Alfred's hand, trying to get him to loosen it.

The American held him there for a few moments before finally letting go of Matthew and looked at him as he started coughing, the American stared down at him with a look of sadness and pity, but quickly his expression changed; he gave Matthew a hard punch to the face and watched the Canadian nation fall onto the ground.
"Do that again and I'll make you vanish permanently! Got it?" Alfred asked as he got back down to his level and lifted the Matthew's face up to look at him; his expression cold. A trickle of blood ran down the side of Matthew's mouth and he looked fearfully at Alfred, he nodded as he held his hand to his throat. The American pulled him into another rough kiss, it was even worse than the previous; Alfred was strangely enjoying that taste of his own blood mixed in with Matthew's.
He broke the kiss as he looked at the other nation then around the silent and empty hallway, he grabbed Matthew by the throat once more and shoved him into a nearby empty, windowless room; it seemed to be a storage room of some sort.

Alfred started stripping Matthew down, the violet eyed boy tried to stop him but a tight grip to his aching jaw made him stop, Alfred pulled his shirt off as he knew a simple kiss was not going to satisfy him. Matthew watched him, this was really happening and it scared him more than anything. He was quickly thrown onto the cold floor and climbed onto by Alfred who quickly tied his wrists together. "Now I will take what is rightfully mine." Alfred said as he loomed over Matthew and started sucking on his neck; this was just the beginning to the disaster Matthew had gotten himself into.

~~~End of flash back~~~~

Matthew shook his head as he dislodge the memory from his mind, Alfred had been so rough and uncaring, but it was like Alfred said; it was part of the deal and the Canadian had to do it. The younger nation just shivered and wrapped his arms around his stomach, Alfred looked over to the Matthew. "Dude, you sick or something?" Alfred asked, his face calm, almost sweet and caring; it was nothing like it was a month ago.

"No I'm…uh...I'm fine." Matthew muttered to which Alfred just smiled and put his arm around the other nation's shoulder.

"We'll be at your place soon enough." Matthew faked a smile, it was almost conceiving, and received a soft kiss to his cheek; he tried not to flinch at the feeling.

Yay! Chapter one done! I hope you guys like it, the next chapter I'll introduce Damion a.k.a Panama.
Someone asked me why I picked Panama and my response was BECAUSE I CAN! Nah I'm just kidding, I picked Panama because I needed a character that was or is used by America at one point and Panama quickly popped into my head. (Panama Canal) Also he's a character that no one ever uses in fan fictions.
Please review, I don't care if it's bad or good just tell me what you think; your reviews power my brain and make me write faster.