So I wrote this like a year ago but wanted to put it up before February ends... I'll be putting up one a day I hope :) or two is possible too

and Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia!

Tomorrow was Valentines Day, and Matthew Williams wasn't expecting it to be the most romantic day of his life. He was, in fact, expecting it to be just like every other valentines day. He would always see cute couples acting overly lovey-dovey and pink and red hearts all over. He was sure it would just eat away at him like last year, because it's yet another reminder of the fact that he was single; that he was all alone, no boyfriend or girlfriend to love him like everyone else had. He was sitting at his table in art class thinking about this when the bell awoke him from his thoughts. He stood up, and attempted to get his ridiculously heavy bag on his back. Then he scurried along, through the crowds of noisy high school students, to his final class of the day, English.

Matthew liked this class because his two (only) friends were in this class. The other reason he like this class, was because he got to see his crush of the last five years. When he got to class he sat down immediately Lovino and Arthur started talking to him and each other about things he didn't really care about, but at least it was better than not having anyone noticing him. When the next bell rang, Mr. Robinson started class with a poem, yet again a boring one. Then he began to tell us what we were doing today.

"You are all ahead of the other classes, but you have been doing so well, that you are too ahead." he began, "So, I thought, why not give them a day off for all their hard work?'" The class cheered, "But I decided against It." the class groaned, "So I planned a compromise. First we will read chapters eight and nine from the book. When you're finished, you can make a valentines card for whomever you like!" The class cheered and chattered about who they wanted to get valentines from and who they were going to give them to. After a bit, it settled down and Matthew and the others were reading.

After a period of about 10 minutes, Mr. Robinson announced, "If you would like to give yours anonymously to another pupil in this class, write their name on the front, and I will collect them at the end of the day, and pass them out tomorrow."

Matthew didn't really pay much attention to this, because he was sure he wouldn't be getting a valentine from anyone anyway. Arthur was trying to talk to him about who he wished would give him one, and Lovino was trying to talk over Arthur to Gilbert. Matthew just wanted to get reading his book over with. He was way behind already.

When the bell rang signaling the end of the day, Matthew noticed that everyone put in at least one "anonymous" card in the bin. Matthew didn't though. He was almost done with his required reading, but not quite. He noticed that Alfred put a simple red card in the bin. He silently hoped it was for him, but the sensible side of his brain contradicted it, saying it was it was more likely for Carlos as a last minute joke. He walked home, went to bed and woke up thinking it wouldn't be for him.

But oh how wrong he was! The next day, arriving in English class, each desk had at least one card occupying its surface; even Arthur had a purple slip of paper. Matthew walked towards his desk. At first he thought he was in the wrong isle, but no, he counted the desks wrong? No, in the second isle, fourth desk back, there were two almost identical red cards with "Matthew" written on the cover! He dropped his bag, and stared at them, not daring to touch them, for they might not be real.

"Matthew look!" Arthur gestured to the card, "It's from Scotty, I think…" he whispered. Matthew read the scribbled words, "Dear Arthur, I was being foolish before, and didn't think. I'm single now, but I hope it's not too late. Meet me at 7:00 in the park by the post office."

Matthew took a moment to take it in, and then was pulled in the other direction by Lovino, "Look, it's gotta be from Antonio..." The pink card read, "This card is from someone out side of this class, and from a person who has liked you for a long time, with no chance to tell you. -Your fellow tomato lover." How could it be, they both got ones from the people they like? Someone in this class even took the time to text Antonio and write a card for him to Lovino… he briefly wondered who, but the authors of his cards were all Matthew could really think of.

"I got one too you know." said Gilbert with slight annoyance mixed with pride, "here, see?" and Matthew read, "I'd appreciate your company at the red arrow dinner, 6:00 tomorrow night "

"Who do you think it is?" Matthew asked

"I have no idea! I hope it's someone awesome though. Who gave you those?" he said pointing to the Canadians desk

"I haven't read them yet..." Matthew replied, staring at them again like they might still be his imagination.

"Well read them for Gott's sake!" Gilbert said, then turned to talk to Ludwig.

Matthew picked the one up from the top and opened it, in grey marker the words read, "Please meet me at the green bridge at 7:00." that was it. The next card was written in black marker and said, "I've always wanted to properly confess my feelings to you, so I will be waiting at the Swinging bridge at 7:30" That was it again.

Matthew looked at the last card again, and confirmed that they were in the same place, even though they were called different names, it was the same bridge. They were also about at the same time. Lovino was saying in the background, "Ug, why can't Antonio be in this class! All the guys in this class specified times they wanted to meet their valentine! Now I just have to find him on my own somehow... stupid…."

Then Mr. Robinson started class, and there was no more time to talk about this. Matthew was so in to he lesson by the end of the day, that he almost forgot it was Valentines Day, and that he had received two cards!

Matthew and Arthur went to their lockers, and Lovino went ahead to try to find Antonio. On the way out, Arthur got a call from his mom saying he would be picked up. Matthew walked home alone, and thought about who they could be from, and if one was Alfred or not. But also how he could sneak out of the house without his parents noticing?