GAH! so this is my first story, please review at least once so I know someone is reading it and I should keep going! I'm really nervous... thanks. ON WITH THE STORY!
Those dreaded eyes...
Prologue~
I sat in the meeting again. Alfred fighting with Arthur, Yao teasing Kiku, every thing was normal. Ludwig, a strict German with a soft spot for a lazy Italian was looking rather annoyed. Feliciano was playing with Hercules cats while trying to get Ludwig to join them. Lovino acted like a brat while Antonio glomped him. Same routine every day, and I'm forgotten as always. Just sitting in a corner trying to talk but getting shut out or completely ignored. Even kimionjaro (or however you say his name) my polar bear was ignoring me today. I stood and walked out. No one will notice if I'm there or not anyways so why not?
Gilbert and Francis are in the hallway chatting. Gilbert is a Prussian who insists that he's awesome even though technically he's not a nation leader anymore. Francis, a beautiful French guy with blond hair and stubble on his chin that makes him look so manly, is my dad. Well, technically we aren't related but you would never know but looking at us. He makes me call him papa but, he just sorta raised me and Alfred... He always payed more attention to my brother... "Hey Gilbert! Hey Francios!" I say in an attempt to talk to them. "Hallo Alfred!" Gilbert says back. I look down and storm off. How dare he get me mixed up with my stupid brother! I smile slightly though because I could have sworn Francis slapped Gilbert upside the head.
'Wouldn't it be easier if all of them were gone?' What?! What said that?! 'You did Matthew, I'm you.' Go away! I would never say that! 'Face it, look inside your self, you know it's true. Let me ~help~ you with your problem' I sigh knowing my 2P Mathieu is to powerful and knows me to well. Ha of course he knows me, he is me. I give him the go ahead and smile. All my problems will be over soon~
