Summary: Alfred F Jones, Representative for the United States, has disappeared from meetings over the past few weeks without a trace. Not even his brother Matthew knows where he's gone. Can Arthur and Matthew find out where the American has vanished too? And why is Antonio watching Arthur like that? Does he know something that no one else does? UsUk, PruCan and some other parings. Rated K+ for bad language and gore. First Chapter story!

Hey everybody! This is my very first chaptered story and I've been really nervous to put this up wondering whether or not I was good enough to put it on here. Also I need help on how long my chapters should be because on word their averaging out at about 2-3 pages long and since I'm new to this I don't know whether or not that is long enough for a chapter so please PM me about it so I can try to lengthen my chapters.

I will try to be updating this every Saturday at around 2pm (British Time) unless something goes wrong.

Thank you for listening to be waffle on so to the story!

Main paring: UsUk

Side parings: PruCan, SpaMano and GerIta.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. If I did UsUk would be cannon

Chapter 1: Quiet and Suspicious Times

The usual political meeting went on without disturbance apart from the occasional disagreement, not one comment from the usual loud mouth American. Oh wait that's right he wasn't even there. For the past few weeks no one had seen or even been in contact with Alfred, not even his own brother Matthew. The boy had almost disappeared. Arthur Kirkland, representing the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland or England for short, sat in his usual seat tapping his empty note pad with his pen. Without Alfred there to make a stupid comment or bring up a crazy out of this world idea he had no one but that frog face to argue with… the Brit almost missed him. Pft not like he cared more about the boy than he should. No, most definitely not.

Bored out his mind from listening to Ludwig's speech his green eyes wondered aimlessly across the table to where the American's seat was sat empty. Beside it sat Matthew Williams, representing Canada, who Arthur had come to notice a lot more lately due to the lack of his brother. The Brit saw the chap every now and then, occasionally forgetting the boy's name but ever since Alfred's disappearance he'd being able to see him more and picked out the features that separated him from his brother. Like the lose curl that hung out the side of his hair, or the fact his hair was longer like Francis' and his eyes were a dark shade of purple not clear cornflower blue like Alfred's. He did wonder how the Canadian was coping with the quietness of meetings and not having to sit next to a loud, obnoxious sibling. Was he feeling like Arthur? Like a part of him was missing?

"Missing Amérique mon chere?" Francis' annoying voice brought the day dreaming Arthur out his thoughts. Instantly Arthur's cheeks heated up a little at the accusation as he shook his head trying to act natural to not draw in attention.

"O-of course not! Why would you think such a preposterous thing?" Arthur spluttered as the Frenchman, sat at his side, chuckled to himself.

"You can't fool me Anglettere I represent the country of l'amour, I know love when I see it" The blonde smirked as he used his pen to poke at Arthur's pink cheeks only for the Brit to swat him away.

"I do not bloody love him give it a rest already!"

"Don't lie to me, we both know you like him more than you should" At this Arthur just sighed as his cheeks began to return to their original colour.

"…I don't know why I admit these things to you but yes, I guess you could put it that way" Arthur looked down at his notepad as Francis just smirked at him, proud that he'd got the stubborn Brit to confess to him, before turning back to the speeches that were taking place whereas Arthur just returned to looking across the table, holding his head in his hand. It was then, out the corner of his eyes, that he caught Antonio's eyes watching him however when he looked over to the forest green eyes watching him they flickered away skittishly. Arthur's eyebrows furrowed into a small frown as he watched the Spaniard trying to pay attention but his eyes kept taking side glances at the Brit now watching him.

"Now it is time for lunch break, I expect to see you all back here in 1 hour" Ludwig's strict toned voice broke Arthur's glare at Antonio across the table. Arthur sighed and gathered his things into his briefcase intent on finding out why the Spanish man was staring at him and looked away instantly without even meeting his eyes for a second. As people filed out the meeting room Arthur watched for Antonio and saw him escape out the door before Arthur could catch up to him, he was about to go into pursuit mode before someone grabbed his arm and stopped him. Immediately Arthur turned to the person holding his arm and saw Matthew looking at him through framed glasses.

"… H-Hey Arthur urm… you want to have lunch with me?" Matthew asked nervously releasing Arthur's arm so he could rub his own awkwardly. Arthur's emerald orbs looked over the boy before he nodded and smiled to him.

"Sure why not… lead the way" Matthew smiled brightly that someone would actually have lunch with him. As the Canadian walked out the room Arthur followed deep in thought. Antonio had escaped him this time but he wouldn't next time. Arthur would find out the reason behind his nervous glances one way or another.