Matthew Williams. That was his name. Even though most people seem to not know it. He is 18 years old. And he is starting if first year in Hetalia College.

But he may not be there for long if he didn't fine a roommate to stay in his apartment with him. You see…his brother WAS going to and he did…for about 3 weeks then he started dating this English guy named Arthur and he moved out so he could move in with Arthur.

So Matthew HAD to fine a roommate and quick or else he wouldn't be even able to live in the town to go to the academy. So he walked down the street seeing one or two flyers that he himself had put up. He had a couple for people come to him. There was a Cuban boy, but he smoked to much, one was his best friend Gilbert, but he was kinda loud… and he said that he didn't have to pay rent because he was to awesome or something like that…and then there was a Ukrainian girl ,Katyusha, she was really cute and funny…but her brother was crazy. At first Matthew thought that he was just being to picky.

But oh well…Matthew open the door to the French bakery ,that he loved getting his morning breakfast from, and walked inside.

He sat down in his normal spot and order coffee and a crape. As he was reading the newspaper he heard someone sit down at his table, he thought that it was Katyusha

the Ukrainian girl that was looking to be his roommate, her and him had become good friend since then. So he put down the newspaper, but when he did he was not looking a an adorable girl with a large chest, he was looking a man with long blonde, a bread, and the bluest eyes he had ever seen in his life. He blushed and then looked at him confused.

"Oh ,cher, I have been wanting to come talk to you for the longest time now." he said with a smile on his face

'So…he's French." Matt thought to himself. "Je suis désolé...but…who are you?" that was a new one Matthew was asking someone that, and not the other way around.

"Oh hon hon~ You know my beautiful language~! This makes it even better." the French man said "My name is Francis Bonnefoy. Mon père et ma mère own this little bakery. And I have been wanting to talk to you since the first time you walked in here, but…alas…I was always to busy to come to talk to you. But today I told myself I would makes sure I would speck with you about this little roommate thing. I would LOVE to be your 'roommate'" he said with a wink "Mon dieu, I don't even know your name~ s'il vous plaît, do tell me your lovely name, mon amour." Francis said

'Man he sure did talk a lot. He said he wanted to talk about the roommate thing…'

"Matthew. Matthew Williams. I'm going to the Hetalia College here in town." he said. Francis' eye lit up.

"You are going there as well ,mon amour, I will guess that you are a first year. I ,myself, am a 2nd year. Now about this roommate thing." he said with a smirk on his face.

They talked for a little while about 30 mins while Francis explained why he needed to move out of his family home, what he was going to be able to pay monthly, and all the other things Matthew needed to know.

Matthew like this guy ,he could tell that he would be able to get along with him ever well, so with that Matthew decided that Francis would be able to be his new roommate

~flash to a week later and Francis is all moved in~

Matthew was washing the dishes from that night dinner. Francis had made a lovely French meal. It was wonderful, during this week that Matthew knew Francis he ended up feeling like he has known him for years.

But, the bad thing was…was that he was starting to think that he was falling in love with Francis. He wasn't to sure yet, but ever time he looked at Matthew, Matthew would blush and turn away. And when he goes to sleep at night all he could think about was Francis, he even had this weird dream where him and Francis were married and Matthew was pregnant with their child…ok…maybe he WAS in love with Francis. But there was no way in hell that Francis felt the same way.

A/N So next time something fun is going to happen~ I hope you liked the first Chp~