It seems tomorrow became today. Found out I won't have time to go online to post it tomorrow so I might as well post the next chapter now. :\

Disclaimer: Axis Powers: Hetalia not mine.

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Present time

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Matthew was busy writing an essay about the crystallization of maple syrup. It was due for next week but he figured finishing it now would do him wonders. He searched on experiments involving crystallization and how pure maple is supposed to crystallize. Since maple syrup is basically sugar compounds suspended in water, it is impossible to do so unless you add sugar or if you use fake maple syrup…

Why the hell did he choose this topic?

Grumbling, he just shut down his laptop and flopped down on his bed where his best friend, Alfred, was equally busy pigging out on the pancakes he forced Matthew to make for him. They were having a sleep over again and this time they are gonna hang out at his house.

It may be weird for some but Alfred and Matthew have regular sleepovers at least once a week. Their parents didn't mind though since they were friends even before they can speak. Honestly, no one cares whatever they do because they all see them as a good example of camaraderie, companionship and brotherhood.

They have become inseparable after all and they might as well live to the expectations. Both knew each other well like the back of their hand. The saying 'the more you spend time with someone, the more you start to look like each other' was also true for them. They looked very much alike except they have slightly different shades of blond for their hair, different hair lengths and different colored irises. Matthew thinks it's because of the glasses that they look alike. If one were to look closely or if they knew them very well, they can tell Matthew has a fairly smaller frame than Alfred and was a tad bit shorter. But there is a giveaway physical trait that would easily point out which is which:

Matthew has a gravity-defying piece of hair curling to the side of his face and Alfred has a very stubborn and weird cowlick.

"Hey Mattie~" Matthew snapped out of his thoughts and looked to his best friend, "It's cold!"

Matthew sighed, "Then go under the blankets." he said, dumping his weight fully on the bed and rolling to his side. He wanted to get some sleep now. He has been on his laptop for quite a while and school was nothing but a drag for him today.

Though Matthew and Alfred looked alike, they had very different personalities that sort of complement each other. While Alfred was a loud, boisterous, popular teen, Matthew was quiet, reserved and pretty average. This was just usual characteristics in school but at home, Matthew seemed more confident. It was a wonder how they get along but everyone loves their pairing just fine.

(There was a Hungarian girl who always hyperventilates whenever they were together so Matthew took it as a good thing.)

His side of the bed sunk even lower and he felt arms wrapping around his midsection. Alfred was pulling him into a hug and then covered themselves with Matthew's comforter. The smaller groaned; he hated being this close. It always made him too hot and uncomfortable but Alfred feels just fine.

There's another difference. Matthew loved the cold while Alfred loves the heat. That is why the taller blond had a more sun-kissed complexion than the other.

"Alfred…" Matthew squirmed, "Let go. You know I hate being too warm."

"But it's sooo cold!" the other replied, nuzzling into Matthew's hair. "How can you like this temperature anyway?"

Annoyed, Matthew turned and pushed Alfred away from him along with the comforter. With a prolonged sigh he felt around his body and found that he was quite sweaty. Matthew hated sleeping drenched in sweat and damn it, he hates sleeping in the warmth.

He always broke out a sweat easily. That is one reason he hated the heat so he started shedding off his clothes leaving only his boxers on; after which, he dropped himself down on the bed again and started fanning himself with his hands.

Alfred was still recovering from the push Matthew gave him – somehow he had managed to trap himself under the comforter – and tried moving about blindly on the bed to get it off. But of course, because of the lack of eyesight, he slips and falls over Matthew.

"Al!" Matthew shouted, "Get off of me!"

"I-I would," the trapped teen choked out, "But I can't get up!"

Letting out another annoyed sound, Matthew pushed Alfred off again, stood up and ripped the comforter off of his friend. He threw the comforter near the pillows and crossed him arms in front of his chest. After a while, Alfred finally managed to arrange himself and stared at the half-naked teen in front of him. Alfred grinned.

"Wow Matt, you look great~" Alfred purred and wink at the irritated teen before him. "Think I should strip too?"

Matthew didn't seem to be bothered by his friend's words and just rolled his eyes, "Go to sleep, Alfred."

And with that, the smaller of the two went to close the lights and slipped back onto the bed. Sure enough, in just a minute or two, Matthew was fast asleep.

Matthew felt extremely uncomfortable when he woke up. He stretched his left arm to turn off his alarm and reached for his glasses. Putting it on, he felt a dead weight keeping him from standing up. Once everything came into focus he turned and saw Alfred sleeping peacefully beside him… He was also trapped in a very close hug. Breathing out, he tried to pull out his right arm from between him and Alfred and started shaking his friend.

"Alfred…" he trailed, "Wake up, we're gonna be late."

Alfred answered with a groan and pulled Matthew even closer. Growing irritated again, Matthew tried to wriggle his way out. He only made it up to the point where he his face met Alfred's chest. Somehow Alfred managed to pull tighter and snuggled Matthew's hair.

Matthew felt strange… very strange.

So he just opted for a more effective way of releasing himself from Alfred's sort of intriguing embrace.

He slipped one of his arms under Alfred and brought the other one over his friend. Matthew then pulled Alfred into a hug as well then…

Well…

Somehow Matthew was able to throw Alfred out of bed. Alfred just groaned.

"Wha? How'd I ge'ere?"

"Just shut up, Al." Matthew sighed, promptly getting out of bed and into the bathroom. "If you treat me like a body pillow every time then you won't just meet the floor next time. I'd throw you out of the window." Sighing again, he slipped into the shower. Alfred got up from the floor and muttered something in reply. Matthew was not able to hear clearly it because the sound of the water drowned out everything.

"Probably just cursing." And with that, he got out of the shower butt-naked.

Matthew strides to his closet and pulled out a pair of boxers and pants and slipped them on. After, he snagged his favorite hoodie and slipped it on too. It was red with a white maple leaf print. It always boosted his Canadian pride whenever he wore it. Once done dressing, he turned and saw Alfred was watching him with an odd smile.

Matthew raised a brow, "What?"

"Well," Alfred started, making his way to the bathroom and closing its door but not before saying: "You have a nice ass."

The dressed teen just stood there, baffled.

"What the hell was that?"

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So I think this won't be just 2-3 chapters... Around 5-6 short chapters maybe since I feel that placing everything in one or two chapters won't be too exciting.

But whatever. :D BTW, I changed the title and summary. And oh, if anyone is wondering what song gave birth to this abomination... It's called... nah. I'll tell you guys later. :D/shot. It's in my language though, so I don't think most of you would know the song.

I hope this update would suffice for now. Please read my other stories if you have the time.

And please, please REVIEW. I wouldn't know if you liked the story otherwise.