EEHHH?! Some little one shot that's not USxUK...or anything like that. But it's my first FrancexCanada story, and I'm kinda happy with it kinda not. The whole thing started cause I was like...'Wow France does it with the whole world pretty much...poor Matthew' and then I though of a single line and it was down hill from there. But this is my first time writing something that is strickly Franada...I've written it before...but it was backgroud, this is head on

I don't own anything...XD

"I'm not cheating in you, mon cher." The blonde Frenchmen defended weakly, a meek little smile to his beautiful face. Though it was a pitiful scene, something Arthur would love to see and more then bring it up once or twice in public, the blonde Canadian had put his foot down and was not going to cave so easily. Something had to stop…something had to, but he just wasn't sure what exactly that was. "You know what I'm like."

"Yes, I do, Francis…and I've put up with the flirting and womanizing…or manizing in some cases." Matthew said folding his arms, admitting to himself he was being the female of the relationship, and one on her last strand too. Yet with his purplish eyes, he glared, he did his best to look like he could actually do something…like Alfred. "It's getting old and I'm tired of it."

"I have a reputation mon cher. You know that I can't just stop…what will people think of me." Francis said with a pleading look, but he was not convincing Matthew, who at the world meeting had thrown something of a fit, and well it seemed to get people to remember who he was.

"Having sex with everyone in the whole world is a reputation!" Matthew shrieked, turning away sharply so his back was to Francis.

"It's not as easy as it was you know…" Francis admitted in a way that made the Canadian turn, with just the flicker of hope Francis needed. "It's nothing when I do it with someone else, and it hurts a hell of a lot more then you know."

"What are you saying?" Matthew shot quickly, narrowing his eyes at Francis.

"I can't do it unless I picture your face or that it's you in general!" Francis blurted shamelessly. "I can't up hold my reputation unless I picture you, mon cher."

Matthew looked at him, blinked once or twice. He opened his mouth to speak up no words spilled out, no matter how hard he tried nothing came. Francis watched him closely, watching as Matthew tried and tried to have a come back, but nothing seemed to come, he smiled at the sight.

"Why can't you just do it with me a lot…?" Matthew sheepishly whispered looking at his shoes, praying Francis didn't hear a word.

Francis however hear, he heard the words so clearly, he smiled, heck he chuckled, watching as Matthew's whole body seemed to light up red. "So there is still some French in you." Francis said with a wicked smile, causing Matthew to get all flustered the way he enjoyed seeing him. "You know, that's not such a bad suggestion."

It was a good thing Alfred had promised to call him and not come to his room to check up on Matthew.

Reasons why I did this, 1) Matthew is half French half English. 2) I think Matthew would be the perfect closet prev...like me. 3) I picture an extremely angry/flustered Matthew suggestiong Francis keep his reputation going strong with him...Matthew you prev....but I love you.

Okay, this is probably like majorly OOC Canada, but I don't know...so tell me what you think...cause this is my first time writing Franada...need I remind you.

Please RxR