A/N: Hello, Kinny here and thanks for reading my fanfiction. =w= I hope you enjoy this one. ^^ I always wanted to do an AmericaxCanada. .w. So thanks again. ^^ I think I wrote this poorly but I'll get better soon. ^^; Please review. Enjoy!
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"UUGGHHH! Seriously! I don't get this shit!"
Alfred F. Jones, a high school student, lies on his bedroom floor, trying to finish his French homework. He didn't get it at all and he's getting very impatient about it.
"Come on, Alfred. I just explain the whole homework to you." says his roommate, Mathew Williams.
Alfred scratches behind his head and incoherently looks at his homework.
"I still don't get it, please show me again, Mattie!" he whines
Mathew sighs and gives him a small smile. "You're hopeless, you know that." He gets off of his bed and sits next to Alfred on the floor.
Alfred grins widely at his friend. "Thank you, Bro! I own you one!"
Mathew rolls his eyes and laughs a bit. "Whatever, just listen carefully this time, alright?"
"Yes, Sir!" Alfred salutes playfully.
"Ok, so here's what you got to do…."
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"Finally! Ah, thank you so much, Bro! I finally finish it!" Alfred grins happily at his paper.
"You're welcome, glad to help." Mathew smiles warmly.
Alfred blushes a bit but quickly shakes it out. "Anyways, why are you so good at French? Is like you can speak it naturally or something!" Alfred says annoy.
"C'est parce que je fais." Mathew replies.
'What?"
"Sigh. I said, that's because I do."
"How? Are you like half French or something?'
"Kinda, my brother is. He taught me when I was little."
"Oh..."
"What? Jealous that I can speak another language than you?' Mathew smirks.
"D-dude, no! Me, jealous? Yeah right! For your information, I can speak a little Spanish." Alfred said proudly.
"Yo también."
"Dude, seriously? Who taught you? Your sister." he says, once again annoy.
"No... I don't have a sister. But my brother's friend, Antonio taught me. And knowing how to say 'taco' or 'burrito' or any Mexican food names doesn't count as knowing a little Spanish, Al." he smiles.
"Shut up! I know more than that! And it's not fair, you had people teaching you."
"I can be your teacher. Both Spanish and French."
"Thanks but no thanks for Spanish. Right now, I just need French!"
"Alright, then I'll be your French tutor for now on." Mathew smiles.
"Thanks! I'm glad to hear that! You'll be much better than the 'other' guy. Anyways I still have to finish my Literature homework." Alfred says as he digs through his backpack.
"You're not finish with all your homework?" Mathew asks as he lies back to his bed.
"I only have this one left."
"Do you need any help with it?"
"Nah, I'm good. But thanks, dude. Really appreciate you helping."
"No problem, that's what friends are for, right?" Mathew smiles at him.
"Y-yeah, of course..." Alfred weakly smiles back. "What about you? Are you finished with everything?" he asks.
"Yeah, I'm done. By the way, can I read one of your comic books?" Mathew reaches out to grab a comic book from the small bookshelf near the bed.
"Yeah, sure dude." Alfred replies.
"Thank you"
Mathew begins reading the comic book as Alfred begins doing his homework.
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The alarm clock turns its last red-digit to a two, reading 10:42 PM.
"Mmph! Finally! Finish!" Alfred stretches his arms as far as he can.
He packs his homework in his backpack as he get change to go to bed.
Before he climbs up to his top bunk, he notices how Mathew was sleeping.
Mathew had his face half cover with the comic book and he still has his glasses on.
Alfred takes the book off of his face and gently removes his glasses as he places it neatly on the lamp table. He covers him with his blanket and tucks him in.
He stares at him for a bit as he caress Mathew's cheeks and his lips. He leans down and presses his lips lightly against his.
"Just friends, you said…" he whispers quietly to himself.
Thank you for reading! Please review. ^^