PART TWO IS HERE AND EDITED! You're all so happy right? I am! x3

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After getting into my car and driving to the Frenchman's house I stood next to Matthew as he knocked on the door. The door flew open revealing an angry Francis. He points to Matthew with a growl, "You in the house." He points to me with a murderous snarl, "You leave."

"Francis, I'm just here to pick up my things." With that he pressed past Francis pulling me with him.

"WHAT?!" France screeched. As we pack his clothes Matthew replies dully, "I'm moving in with my boyfriend."

FLASHBACK TO THE CAR RIDE

"So does this make us an item?" Mattie asks me.

"One, I don't know who the hell uses the word 'item' anymore. Two, da. We are an 'item'." I grin happily as I give him a side glance.

"Yay!" he claps his hands cutely and I chuckle amused.

END FLASHBACK

"You have GOT to be KIDDING me! RUSSIA?! You choose HIM as your BOYFRIEND?!" France panicked.

"Yes." he sighed emotionlessly. We finished packing and I carried his suitcases to the car. Suddenly an, "IVAN! HELP!" had me running inside with pipe in hand to see France pinning MY Mattve to the ground. At that point I was pissed and let Russia take over. Russia ran at an unknowing France. He swung the pipe at France with enough force to knock him out but not kill him(thanks to my interfering). It connected with the side of his head with a sickening thunk. He fell off Matthew as Russia and I fought for dominance. Russia, enough. You did as necessary. Give me control. FUCK YOU! I wanna play~! NYET. NOW. After a lot more cursing and name calling I finally recovered control.

"Mattve, are you okay?" I ask softly.

"Y-yea. Lets go." I help the shaken Canadian up and we go to the car and drive home in silence.

When unpacking was all done Matthew made lunch. After eating I pull out my vodka and was about to take a long deep swig.

"What are you doing?" Mattie growls as he pulls the bottle away from my lips.

"Trying to get a drink." I pout reaching for it. He pulls it back more with a stern look, "Not of vodka you don't."

"But it's miiiiine!" I whine.

"No." Mattie growls and puts it away with a lock on the cupboard. I pout and glare at the floor in irritation. He sighs softly and walks over to me. He places a hand under my chin and tilts my head up then kisses me. I forget about my lost vodka and pull him into my lap with a deep purr. I lick his lips sweetly asking for entrance. He slowly opens his mouth. My tongue slips into his mouth and our tongues meet in a heated dance. He quickly gives me dominance after fighting for a bit. Then I let my wet appendage travel and map out the damp cavern that only I had access to. We are, too soon, forced to pull back for air.

"That.. Was.. Wow..." he gasps a love struck look upon his face. I nod in agreement panting softly. He gets up and I whine.

"No, no, none of that." he chided with a wiggle of his finger and walks off to do whatever it is that he needed to do, leaving me to pout while watching him walk away.

LATER THAT NIGHT

"Hey, Ivan!" Mattie calls from the living room. I walk in to see him going through my movies.

"Da?"

"Can we watch a movie, pweze?" he asks with the cutest puppy dog face ever.

"Da, da." I say as I smile sweetly at him.

"Cool! Then... This one!" he picks out a movie called 'Snowmen'(Just for the record, it is a real movie!)

"This one is sad." I sigh softly as I put it in.

"So? I heard that it got great reviews!" he mumbles through a mouthful of popcorn that he had just got done making.

"It did." I nod and sit next to him taking some popcorn for myself. The movie starts...near the middle the popcorn is gone...at the end of it Matthew is crying.

"You were right!" He sobs, "That's just so sad! But happy! Damn you conflicting emotions!"

"Shh..." I coo pulling him into my lap and petting his hair. He snuggles into me and after a few minutes the crying stops.

"Are you okay Mattve?" I whisper softly into his ear.

"Y-*hic* yea." he hiccups and looks at me with a small blush. I give him the '...?' look as he hiccups again.

"Sorry. *hic* I get the *hic* hiccups when *hic* I cry." he explains through a series of hiccups.

"Oh... How do you get rid of them?" I ask curious.

"Just wait until *HIC* OWW! That.. then they stop." he says rubbing his neck with a little cough.

"Are you okay?!" I panic a little worried that he hurt himself.

"Yea, I'm fine." he kisses me to try to calm me down. Needless to say it works. I calm down and pull him close. We get into a heated make-out session. I pull back panting softly.

"Bed?" I ask hopefully.

"No sex." he smiles evily at me.

"Damn.."

He laughs.

FAIL! XD Shut up asshat... /

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