A/N: Hey there! –Waves franticly- this is my first ever hetalia fan fiction. I have recently become a huge fan of this anime, letting it claim the spot on the top of my favorite anime list. I currently am getting into role-play via this series as a very hyper Hungary XD
I may make some fanfics on some of the random conversations I have with ita-chan and roma-kun. There are random and mostly consist of me and my crazy ideas of dressing them as animals and taking multiple pictures and videos of it to sell later on to Spain and Germany….much to lovi's displeasure ^.^ Teeheehee X3.
What actually inspired this fanfiction was: 1. seeing pictures of female Canada who I think is the most adorable thing ever and 2. My love for PruCan cuteness ^.^. This story will start out as a hetero story but I assure you now my fangirl will NOT allow it to remain that way. Don't like boyXboy….DONT READ IT!
But without further ado here is my new fanfiction.
Chapter 1: WHAT THE MAPLE?
Mathew Williams shifted beneath the oversized fluffy blanket in discomfort before rolling onto his stomach feeling the almost painful pressure on his chest increase enough to wake his from his recently found sleep. His face, now smushed into the red and white pillow adorned with a large maple leaf quite similar to his country's flag, lifted sluggishly. A small sigh of less than pleased acceptance escaped his parted lips as the sun reached the point where light came through his eastern facing window signaling to the small, frail, blonde Canadian male that it was time to awaken from his restless sleep and greet a new day weather he wanted to or not.
Deep purple eyes opened before squinting to adjust to the sunlight filtering through the sheer white and res stripped curtains hanging off to the left of the bed where the blonde was currently facing. A delicate hand swept out from under the comforter to cover a high pitched dainty yawn as the young man sat up in bed with a groan and stretched pale arms toward the white dappled ceiling feeling the weight that had been rested on his chest during the night lift off slightly with the upward movement.
"Good morning kumacherrio" a light melodic voice called out softly in the small white walled room. While the hands in the air came to rest upon the polar bear laying to the right of the boy, stroking the silky fur with detailed attention to hitting the spots that made said bear purr with glee and move toward the comforting hand. 'Well that's different, I could've sworn my voice was deeper…..I wonder if I have a cold? It would explain why my chest feels heavy' the young man lifted his tiny hands up to touch his neck checking for any soreness, noticing something off instantly in how smooth it was.
'where's my Adam's apple?' the blonde began to panic slightly as his hands moved further down toward the weight he had felt come to rest on his chest in the middle of the night causing him to toss and turn in his sleep. His hands reached plump flesh that was certainly not there when he had gone to bed, the thin oversized superman shirt his older brother, Alfred, had given him was now stretched tight over his newly found, quite developed and CLEARLY female chest.
"WHAT THE MAPLE IS THIS?" he yelled in shock waking the polar next to him who looked up at him with inquisitive eyes. "Who are you?" the polar bear asked. Although the question was normal the blonde just couldn't help worry even more, as he turned to remind the animal once more that he was 'Canada, his owner' he noticed the bear looked genuinely curious about his identity more than forgetful of who he was, that was how kumajirou looked when he was introduced to strangers.
The Canadian found himself frozen staring straight ahead too nervous to look down and see if his fears were correct. Biting the bullet he slowly inched his eyes downward until he spotted the two pert breast resting where his flat chest had resided only hours before. 'I have boobs! Wait, oh god, does that mean my…?' without any hesitation the blonde's hands plunged down in between his legs grabbing for what he prayed, to every heavenly being he could think of, would still be there. Mathew froze in horror, his hands finding himself lacking a VERY important part of his, formerly, male anatomy.
"OH MY GOD MY PENIS IS GONE!" (there is a tall tale in Europe that a wife walked in one morning to her husband in bed with another woman. angered at her husband for cheating the wife cut off his male part and let him bleed to death, they say some mornings you can still hear him crying out for his lost vital organ...but we all know it was Canada...right?)
Mathew threw the blankets, toward the wall, off his newly found female body and swung his pale legs off the bed, not caring about the jolts of pain lancing through his legs from the coldness of the hardwood floor his feet were now planted firmly on. Standing up in front of the full scale mirror on his closet door, he felt the blood drain from his face leaving him flushed and cold as he studied his new feminine and delicate body. The flannel pants he had worn to bed, being too big on his slender female waist, slid down his now ridiculously long and decidedly sexy legs, landing in a heap on the floor leaving the mid-thigh length, almost see-through shirt as the only clothing on him and far too thin to be decent.
Giving a heavy sigh at the predicament he had found himself in Mathew took the few paces toward his closet and opened the door to find some less revealing and hopefully better fitting clothing. He quickly found a tank top and hoodie that would look nice together and hide his figure well enough if he would cut his hair. He looked back at the spun gold that reached his lower back in admiration; he had to admit his hair was quite pretty like this. Wavy and flowing, shining like silk under the early morning sunlight, it would be such a shame to have to get rid of it.
The Canadian shifted his thoughts back to finding clothes before tossing what he had found onto the bed carelessly and reaching up to the top rack of his closet where he kept the clothes he had outgrown, hoping to find an old pair of pants. Mathew noticed right away though that, when he reached for the shelf with pants, the oversized t-shit shirt raised a bit too high to be comfortable with leaving his bottom bared and exposed to the cold northern winds.
He looked around the room for a stepping stool, finding none and knowing this was the longest shirt he owned, he gave a sigh and decided he was safe enough in his own home to walk nude if he needed to and held his breath before reaching for the top shelf again not bothering to cover himself just as the door to his bedroom directly behind him swung open and planted itself into the wall leaving a hole where the doorknob had been forcefully blasted through the plaster.
"MATTIE WHAT'S GOING ON?" America yelled bursting through the door stopping dead as he stared at the beautiful blonde female who was staring right back at him with wide lavender eyes and a blush to rival a tomato at its ripest. The dainty woman let out a high pitched squeal pulling the front of the t-shirt down to cover herself more and slammed the door to the closet closed with her inside.
Mathew curled into a small ball in the corner of the closet worried; in his moment of panic he had forgotten about his fear of the dark and foolishly closed himself off in a small dark place too embarrassed to show himself to his older brother who had more than likely gotten a good eyeful of his new anatomy. A light knock on the door startled the boy out of his thoughts ceasing the shivering he had not realized he had started. "Uhm, I'm sorry I scared you. I heard a scream and got worried. I'm Alfred, Mathew's older brother. Yeah uhm, I'm sorry bout' staring at you, I just never expected to see such a lovely lady in my baby brother's house."
Mathew felt himself calming down slightly to the sound of his brother's voice, the hands which had been holding onto his knees tight enough to turn the knuckles white loosened as he looked to the sliver of light under the door at the shadow of the tall and normally energetic male. "He's normally such a shy guy that seeing you here just threw me for a loop. Hey! Why don't you come on out and we can talk until he gets back, if he liked you enough for you to be half naked I'll bet you're really nice. Who knows we may be family soon. And you don't have to worry about me being a pervert or anything; I'm a hero! And heroes never take advantage of damsels in distress"
Mathew felt a sweat drop appear above his head at his brother's speech which had ended with America laughing like an insane person; of course he would try to make a lasting impression. 'Great now he thinks I'm my own girlfriend. How do I explain this one…?' Mathew heard the door handle turn and began to panic pulling a hoodie down from the hangers and throwing it over his exposed legs as Alfred opened the door reaching a hand out to him. "It's alright; you can come out of the closet now"
Mathew felt his palm hit his forehead before he registered he was moving. 'Ya know, for someone who can't read a mood to save his life Alfred sure can pick comments that fit the situation.' The older blonde male took the delicate female hand in his own and lifting the lithe younger blonde into his arms holding her like a princess. Mathew felt his head reeling with embarrassment as his own older brother treated him like a woman.
"Hey" the energetic American said grabbing the Canadian's attention as he sat down on Mathew's bed with the boy now turned girl resting on his lap thoroughly mortified at the extremely awkward position. "Where is Mattie anyway? I haven't seen him yet….wait a minute. There's no way you're…?" the American looked at the young woman in his arms with a skeptical look. 'that's it, he noticed, I'm screwed, oh maple now everyone's going to know I'm a girl and I'll never head the end of it….well that's if they remember me long enough to tease me'
Mathew hid his face in his hands expecting the laughter to start at any moment, not expecting what he heard next at all. "he didn't knock you up and ditch you did he?" the small girl looked at him with wide lavender eyes letting the comment sink in before they narrowed and her cheeks puffed out signaling her disbelief and impending rage "I would never do that a lady! Especially not one I love enough to lose my virginity to!" the small Canadian yelled furiously at her now stupefied older brother a blush spread over her cheeks at admitting to being a virgin.
"Eh? I was talking about Mattie…Why'd you say YOU wouldn't do it?" Mathew's eyes grew to the size of dinner plates realizes he had given himself away. "Mattie?" the American asked; in a rare moment of seriousness piecing two and two together well aware they made four. The little Canadian nation hung her head in absolute disbelief she had given herself away so easily "oh maple…"
A/N
AlleyMills(Hungary): well I'm having fun with this so far. Can anyone tell I enjoy teasing poor little Mattie far too much? –cuddles Canada- don't worry things will get better for you soon I promise.
Canada: why do the people who can see me always have to be crazy? –Struggles to get away-
AlleyMills(Hungary): Because you're so cute, you attract weirdoes ^.^
Lovino: idiot, you just admitted to being a weirdo .
AlleyMills(Hungary): . -holds up pictures I took of lovino dressed like a bunny- you want Spain to see these?
Lovino: O.O -blushes- WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GET THOSE? :O
AlleyMills(Hungary): I'm stalking you ^_^
Lovino: O.O
Russia: -pops up outta nowhere- and people think I'm scary -holds out hand to Hungary- become one with Russia da? ^J^
AlleyMills(Hungary): ^.^ -shakes head- I won't become one with Russia sorry….but you can become one with me –gives evil grin and stalks toward- oh russiaaaaa~
Russia: OH GOD NOT ANOTHER BELARUS! –runs away-
AlleyMills(Hungary): COME BACK AND BECOME ONE WITH ME IVAN! –chases Russia-
Lovino and Canada: -watching Russia run away- O.O
Canada: is she always like this? –points to Hungary still chasing a crying screaming Russia-
Lovino: -nods- afraid so.
AlleyMills(Hungary): -runs past Canada and lovino chasing Russia- Read and Review Please! See ya soon! COME BACK RUSSIA!
Russia: da ^J^
Italy: veeee~