It was a quiet Friday when Alfred F. Jones woke up at around 3:00 am, hungry. He slowly creeped out of bed, careful not to wake his partner on the other side, and walked down the staircase, and walked into the kitchen to see a depressed Francis, sipping some wine by the island.

"Why aren't you freakin' asleep? Wait, why are you still here?"

"Mattie still hasn't let me back into our apartment. He's still mad." Francis said, softly touching the tip of the wine glass.

"Heck, I would be mad too if my boyfriend cheated on me AGAIN, especially with a woman."

"Hey, her boobs were nice."

"You do realize Gilbert is going to kill you?" Francis' looked down at the floor as Alfred continued, "And Arthur is going be P-O'ed if you aren't gone by tomorrow. You're lucky I came down and not him."

"And I thank you for that, cher. I just miss him so much and…" The Frenchman banged his head on the wall closest to him, "I feel so guilty." Alfred suddenly had a darkness in his voice, mixed with anger and despair.

"Well you should. Do you realize this time he may not forgive you? He's mad, madder than I've ever seen him. You really fricked up, and now there's nothing to save you," Alfred took Francis by the neck and ever so slightly picked him up from off the ground and started to yell, "I have NEVER seen my poor brother like this! And It's all your damn fault! I should kick you out right now!" Pattering feet were heard coming down the stairs to a groggy Arthur, just in a pair of English flag boxers.

"Bloody hell, dear. Why are you up?'

"Nothing. Just throwing out the trash." Alfred flashed an angered glare at Francis as he walked over to the living room where he had two suitcases. He grabbed them, and left. Alfred still steaming with anger.

Matthew, on the other hand, was sitting alone at his apartment, on the ground with Kumijiro, crying his eyes out when he heard a knock at the door.

"Dude, It's Gilbert."Another few hard knocks were heard then a peep of none other than Gilbird.

"It's unlocked." Matthew replied, still sobbing and whimpering. The albino walked in, with the same bloodshot eyes as Matt had (Obviously from crying). He immediately sat down next to him and hugged him from the side.

"I know, man. How it feels. She was so awesome to me, Elizaveta. How could she do that to me?"

"At least your boyfriend wasn't suddenly straight enough to screw some pretty girl from a foreign country."

"Your 'boyfriend' is a bastard." Gilbert said,scratching his wrists almost to the point of blood.

"I know," Matthew said, ignoring the 37th call from Francis on his cell phone next to him, "How could I be so stupid?" He smacked his own face as Gilbert tried to comfort him, but who just started crying on his own. The both were bawling, yelling "Why" as Kumijiro and Gilbird tried to perk them up. Suddenly, the apartment door flung open, as Francis came running in, attempting to hug Matthew.

"L'amour Matthieu! I'm so sorr-" Gilbert punched him in the stomach right before he had the chance to hug Matt. The punch, however, made Francis fall backwards onto the carpet, landing with a thud.

"Ha. And You think you'll get off this damn easy," Gilbert said, stanging up and popping his knuckles ferociously, "You stole my dear Lizzie's sanity. She already lost most of it from that damn freeloader, but seriously. Very un-awesome of you." He slowly started to walk over to Francis, fists clenched, ready to punch.

"S-STOP!" Matthew yelled, quickly standing up and wiping tears from his cheek, "Francis I-" And all the memories flashed back to Matthew, the first time something like this happened with Vineziano. His despar, his depression, the everything. How mad Ludwig was… He knew he shouldn't have trusted Francis, again yet he did and look where he is now, "G-GET OUT!" He screamed, making sure the entire building could hear him, scaring the two in the room.

"Good job, buddy." Prussia said, patting him on the back.

"You too!" Matthew replied with anger, yanking his friend's arm off of his back, "I… I want to see Lizzie"

BUM BUM BAHHHH! Part 2 I'm about to write so that will be up soon!

-hysterically laughs- Oh! Hehehehehe! Italy and France, and Hungary and France. Ring a bell, friends? –laughs some more-

Please read and review. They are very appreciated. Derp Derp Derp. Okay bye!

Oh, and Happy Birthday Mattie! (Its July 1st)