A/N: I just want to say something. THIS IS NOT YAOI. IT'S BROTHERLY LOVE! HENCE THE TITLE! There is a little bit of friendship going on as well. No YAOI though. Sorry.

-Bro Time-

In a moderately sized room in a moderately sized house sat Matthew Williams. Although he appeared to be rather calm, eating pancakes drenched in maple syrup and sipping a cup of tea, he was actually quite on edge. Why, you ask?

Well, the answer is simple, you see. His step-brother, Alfred F. Jones, was coming to visit for two or three weeks. Matthew wasn't exactly looking forward to the visit.

I'm sure you want to know why on Earth he wouldn't be happy to see the brother(well, step-brother) that he hadn't seen in a few years. I shall tell you then.

I believe that his reasoning for being wary of the visit was...to put it simply, because his brother Alfred was a spaz. He was loud, obnoxious, even annoying to some degree.

Now, the Canadian(yes, Matthew was a proud Canadian. Don't you dare even ask where Canada is, either.) prided himself upon his patience and understanding. But Alfred, Alfred...Alfred was the one person who tested his nerves.

But the reason was not even how Alfred treated him! It was because...Alfred made Matthew feel less noticeable. In fact, he was less noticeable. Hardly anyone noticed him at all anymore.

Anyway, I suppose we should get back to the actual story I'm trying to tell.

Suddenly, just when Matthew was about(aboot) to take his final bite of pancake, there was a knock on the door.

Not really the one he was expecting though. It was a soft, polite knock, unlike 'the hero'(you'll find out who that is later, if you haven't already guessed) in every way.

Matthew slowly stood up and walked over to his front door, treating it as if there were a starving polar bear behind it. He cautiously opened the door.

As soon as he did, he was enveloped in a hug of gigantic proportions.

"Mattie! It's been so long since I've seen you!: the person who had been standing outside shouted.

"Alfred..." Matthew said softly, finally being let go. Yes, of course the one who hugged him and shouted had been Alfred! Who did you expect? Ivan? Or perhaps Arthur? Although I suppose you don't really know them. No worries though, they do come into this tale, just not yet.

Anyhow, Alfred gave Matthew a huge smile.

"It's been too long, bro. I'm really happy that we get to spend some quality time together, just you and me," the loud American said as Matthew led him into the house. "How...quaint! Your house is so cool!" Alfred exclaimed. Yes, he knew what the word quaint meant, surprising Matthew and later Arthur, who you will meet soon enough. Stop pestering me about it!

"I'm glad you like it... I was a bit unsure. Our tasted seem to differ," Matthew observed quietly. Alfred shrugged.

"I don't know. We're more alike that you'd guess," he said. "Now...do you have any video games? It's a great way to start bro time!"

"Well...I have a system, but I've never really gotten the time to buy games..." Matthew sighed. Alfred shrugged.

"Well, it's a good thing I brought MarioKart!" he exclaimed.

END CHAPTER 1-

End Note- Yeah, hope you guys like it! First Hetalia story I've posted...and yes, America actually has half of a brain!