I don't own Hetalia...

Prussia hummed happily and hugged the strawberry blonde next to him closer. The smell of maple in his hair was so sweet and his body was warm and soft. Usually the Awesome Kingdom of Prussia wouldn't be one to cuddle but the Canadian made him feel different. He was just too cute to resist.

After yesterdays incident with Matthews entire family walking in on them it was nice to just relax. Little did he know that in about five seconds it would be his families turn.

-x-

While everyone had been busy staring at the scene in the kitchen, Hong Kong took his camera from his pocket and began snapping pictures of the couple with ninja-like stealth. Japan had bought him the camera for his birthday last year and told him to share any pictures of interest with him. This was definitely of interest.

Afterwards, when Hong Kong was at home, he uploaded the pictures onto his computer and sent them to Japan.

Poor Kiku had a nosebleed upon opening the file from Hong Kong and got blood all over his latest manga strip. 'Screw this manga,' he thought, 'I have a new inspiration.'

But before starting the new manga that was sure to be a hit with the yaoi fans of the world he knew that Elizabeta would literally kill him if he didn't send her the pictures. Quickly the Japanese man saved the photos and sent them to the yaoi crazed country.

Seconds later Austria, Germany, both Italys and Spain thought they had gone deaf. The squealing noises had erupted spontaneously from Elizabeta when she answered her e-mail via her phone.

"OMIGOSH OMIGOSH OMIGOSH OMIGOSH!!!!!" was all that could be heard for a good few minutes. When the offending noises died down Ludwig was happy to answer the door, not expecting an angry American and Briton. Too matters worse Hungary was now fainted from blood loss and everyone was afraid to touch her phone. She would tell them when she woke up.

-x-

Back in the present time, Gilbert and Matthew were snuggled sleepily on the couch after some intimate activities with a blanket covering them. A sudden explosion of Gilbert relatives through the door was not expected.

"OMIGOSH!!! Where are they?!?"

"Eliza you could have just knocked… or used the key under the mat. Now we have to pay for the repairs."

"Ve, America was so nice to give us directions to… Doitsu, where are we?"

"Somewhere north of America I think."

Prussia groaned and turned his head towards the noise. Really? Again? At least this time he wouldn't have to fear for his life.

His lover opened his big violet-blue eyes that where fuzzy with sleep. "What's going on Gil? Is my family back?" he asked innocently.

"Nope," sighed Gilbert, "My family this time. Don't worry, they probably won't kill us. But Eliza will take pictures."

At the mention of pictures Matthew hid his face in Gilberts chest. "Oh no."

"Oh yes!!" squealed the Hungarian woman's voice. "I found them!! So cuuuute!! Rody honey, come see!!" Camera flashes started going off and Canada squeaked shyly in protest, cuddling closer to his lover. "Why so moe?" Hungary cooed.

"Eliza stop it!" growled Gilbert, "Can't you see he's shy? Go take pictures of Francis if you want gay porn!" The albino thought of getting up and punching the woman but that would mean leaving Matt. He had a feeling getting the Canadian to let go of him right now was easier said than done.

Hungary sighed. "Fine, but only because he's so cute! How did you get such an angel Gilbert? Blackmail?" She crossed her arms across her chest looking skeptical.

"Hey, I'm just awesome! Matt loves the awesome me." Gilbert protested. Canada nodded a little, shyly peeking up from the albinos arms wrapped around him protectively.

This display of cuteness sent Hungary on another round of squealing. No one seemed to notice that Roderich and Ludwig were looking at Prussia disapprovingly or that Feliciano was making pasta in Canada's kitchen.

"Why didn't you tell us about this before Prussia?" asked Austria. "It might have saved my eardrums if you had."

"And our house too, bruder!" exclaimed Germany, "America and England came in and destroyed our house looking for you." His brows furrowed and he remembered that they had found some of his more… personal belongings.

"Ah, calm down you stick-in-the-muds." Prussia replied calmly, "I was gonna tell you eventually. And as for the house, make those losers pay for it if they destroyed it."

"Can I cuddle him?!" Hugary asked, eyeing Canada who retreated quickly back into Prussias arms.

"Nope, he's mine." Gilbert declared. "Now get out."

"What about his curl? Can I touch it?"

"No!"

Elizabeta hung her head in disappointment. "Fine, but I'll be back! Come on Rody" she practically sang. "Remember to invite him over soon. I want to get better acquainted with… umm… cuter America?"

"His name's Canada bitch!" Gilbert shouted after the couple.

Germany face-palmed. "Well East, it's not our fault you decided to get into a relationship with a nation no one knows."

Canada's brows furrowed and he decided to speak up and defend himself. "Hey! I managed pretty well against you in both World Wars."

"Right," Germany said, not knowing how to react. "I guess we'll go then…" Ludwig collected Italy who had finished his pasta and left.

"We don't have any more family, do we?" asked Gilbert.

"I hope not," answered Matthew. The country snuggled back into place beside his loved one and they both drifted back into a comfortable silence.