Osa-chan's note:

Thank you so much for the reviews. I also got some great inspiration so get ready for some FranceXCanada and PrussiaXCanada later on.

This chapter will be in Matthew's point of view

Enjoy!

warning: If you don't like the idea of two people of the same gender loving each other, I recommend going back and clicking on another story, since I'm planning on adding romance to this story.

I don't own Hetalia, because if I did, America and England would have been an official couple ages ago.

ON TO THE STORY NOW~

PREFACE

"Ladies and Gentlemen, prepare to be amazed" The young, English gentleman said, holding up a regular handkerchief in his hand. The audience looked skeptical of what ever the man was doing. And there was very little audience to begin with. The man was in the middle of a shopping center, hoping to give a magic show to ordinary people. The gentleman folded the handkerchief to it's smallest possible size and hid it in the palm of his hand. After playing around with it, he threw the thin cloth in the air. The handkerchief's folds became undone in the process, which is to be expected after you throw it, but when it opened up, it inexplicably grew to the size of a blanket. It was instantaneous. It was unbelievable. It was magical.

The man caught the blanket with both hands, and opened it up. The transition was made quickly and smoothly. No movement was unnecessary. He held the blanket out in an empty, unoccupied space in the air. The gentleman started chanting peculiar words, that were unrecognizable in any modern language, and began to wave the blanket from side to side, making it skim the floor. When he was finished chanting, he abruptly swung his arms backwards, taking the blanket out of the position it was in, and out of no where, a boy, who seemed to be in his early teens, appeared in the blanket's place. There was absolutely nothing there seconds before, and there was no wall or tool to help the magician carry out his trick. Something like this was against the law of science.

"Well . . ." Said the English man, "Are you amazed yet?"

(I said so earlier in my note above, but for those of you who didn't see it, this chapter will be in Matthew's perspective)

I woke up after falling a sleep in a peaceful park to see my twin shaking hands with a stranger.

"Alfred . . . ?" I said softly. He smiled back at me.

"Hey Mattie, Lets go on an Adventure!" Alfred said cheerfully. I was utterly confused by his words, but I knew that this wasn't a good thing.

I knew Alfred was a bit . . . slow sometimes, but even a three year old would have enough common sense to stay away from peculiar adults. There's a reason why parents warn their children not to talk to strangers. And though my mother did tell me that my father was a bad parent, could he really be so irresponsible to not care if his child gets kidnapped by a pedophile? For Maple's sake, what has this world come to?

I wanted to get up and ask Alfred to explain to me what was going on, but I could barely move due to my tiredness. I listened to the rest of Alfred's conversation with the stranger, which only made my worries increase. Alfred said that that stranger knew everything about him . . . this man really was a pedophile. The man laughed at Alfred's remark and nonchalantly gave Alfred his name.

Arthur Kirkland.

I can only wonder if that really was his name. I had gathered enough strength to get up and onto my feet, though I was wobbling quite a bit.

"A-alfred, please don't do anything reckless. Talking to a strange man that you don't know is-" I started but I was rudely interrupted by the pedophile.

"I assure you that I am no harm and that I'm not anyone to be suspicious of. I've already explained this to Alfred that your parents already know of my existence. I wont do anything to harm you." He said calmly. I didn't buy a word of what he said.

"Not convincing." I uttered. "Alfred just said that you knew everything about him. Doesn't that make you extremely suspicious? Please just get away from Alfred before I call the poli-" I yelled, but I didn't get to finish off my threat, because Alfred had stopped me with pleading eyes.

"Matthew!" Alfred yelled. He must have been serious considering he didn't use my nick name.

"This guy isn't bad. Please . . ." Alfred started, "Please trust me on this." he said with sincerity. I couldn't say "no" to him. He looked dead sure about this. I was about to say something to try to change his mind, but someone from behind had pulled me away from Alfred and into an embrace.

"Oh, look who decided to show up! Good to see you, frog." Arthur said. I turned around to see a man who had dazzling blue eyes and shoulder length, blonde hair.

"Same goes for you, Mon Ami."(1) The stranger said with a heavy, french accent. I was too enchanted to move out of his grasp. I could feel my face burning and my pulse rushing.

"Alfred, Matthew, this person is a long time friend of mine, Francis Bonnefoy." Arthur explained. He stood up, offering a helping hand to Alfred, which was accepted.

"Now that introductions are over, I suggest that we start moving. It will get dark in an hour at most and I want to find a place to rest so that Francis and I can fully explain the situation to you." He said looking towards the sunset sky. Francis nodded and slowly let go of me, making the warmth of the embrace disappear. I walked next to Alfred, making sure to stay close to him. Both Arthur and Francis chuckled at my action, but I only ignored them.

"What a cute, protective, younger brother you've got there Alfred. I'm jealous." Francis said. I could feel a warmth rise to my cheeks. Arthur grabbed Alfred's hand and pulled him away from me. It was probably just to get me annoyed. Francis lay a hand on my shoulder to calm me down.

"Please be prepared for a long journey." Arthur said.

We arrived at a small motel, about a mile and half away from the park. Alfred had suggested it since he knew the area better than the rest of us. The motel was small, but it was nice. There weren't many people there, so privacy was guaranteed, which seemed to be of use to Arthur and Francis. We rented a room for the four of us and went to a small Cafe in the motel to get dinner.

We all got separate sandwiches and drinks and Arthur paid for our meal. Alfred and I began to eat quietly while Arthur and Francis exchanged looks.

The Cafe had no other costumers in side besides us and the cashier left into the kitchen soon after we ordered our meals. Arthur gave a look around to make sure that no one, but us, were there.

"Alfred, I must thank you for finding such a convenient place to stay. You're a great help." Arthur said. I could see a rose colored pink on Alfred's face in reaction the compliment.

"I guess now would be a good time to explain what is going on, though there really isn't that much to explain." Arthur said, finally convinced that no one else was there to listen.

"Well, I suppose that I'll just be blunt with you two. I am a magician who has lived for a goo few centuries.

and well, Francis has lived even longer than I." Francis chuckled in agreement and Arthur continued with his absurd explanation.

"Alfred is my life long partner. I have been waiting for him for quite a long time." He said looking at Alfred endearingly. Alfred's eyes went wide and I could see red tainted on his face. I couldn't stand this nonsense any longer.

"Just wait a minute," I said with anger apparent in my voice, "how would you know if he was your life long partner? Lived for Centuries? Magic?" I said quietly, but loud enough to make my point. Alfred put his hand on my shoulder and gave me a blank expression.

"Mattie, he's telling the truth." Alfred said, removing a ring from his index. He gave it to me to inspect.

"Arthur gave that to me using some sort of spell. You were asleep when it happened, but you've got to believe me. What he's saying is not a lie." He said taking the ring back and putting it back on index finger. I looked at Arthur, not exactly sure what to doubt anymore.

"Alright. Say I believe you, what do I have to do with all this then?" I asked, feeling somewhat left out.

"Your situation is a bit more complicated" Francis said. "I have agreed to look after you for the time being, since your partner has been claimed dead for the past hundred years." He said in a serious tone.

"Dead?" I muttered.

"That claim has been proven a lie, though no one excepts it." Arthur added.

"So, is this person missing?" Alfred asked.

"Yes. He's hiding from some idiots who are after him, though why he is being targeted is still in question." Francis replied.

"And why do I need to be looked after?" I asked.

"Like we mentioned, you are his partner. If those who are targeting him grow tired of searching, they may come and try to find you to use as a hostage. Basically they would use you as bait to catch him quickly." Arthur answered. I gave an expression of annoyance. Why did I have to be dragged into something like this?

"Why do you guys need to find your life long partners? What's the use of us?" I asked, wanting to know exactly why me and Alfred were being searched for. Arthur and Francis gave a small chuckle.

"Well, there are many reasons. You see, life long partners are decided from birth. Those who know of them can go find out who their partners are at a certain age. Your life long partner is in other words your soul mate. I searched for Alfred solely for that reason, but a partner can also help a sorcerer or magician advance in magic." Arthur continued, "And you see, there is one other reason why people search for their partners." He said darkly. A chill ran down my spine and I could see that Alfred didn't look too comfortable either.

"Magicians can take the life force of their partner to grant a wish that even magic can't grant." Arthur said.

"And, what is that?" Alfred asked. There was no verbal response, just a painful expression from both Arthur and Francis, which gave enough of an answer.

"This final reason puts the both of you in danger. You two both have extremely powerful life forces, especially you, Alfred." Alfred almost jumped out of his seat from the sound of his name.

"Magicians can use dark magic to steal the life force of a partner that isn't their own. Many are already after you, but on the day you two were born, I cast a spell on both of you to hide you presence to other magicians. I originally planned on hiding you both a bit longer, but I received a message from an unknown sorcerer about a month ago." Arthur finished explaining and took out at small glass ball, about the size of a marble. He chanted some words in what seemed to be Gibberish, and a blue light circled the glass sphere. Alfred and I looked at it in awe until we heard a voice from the blue, glass orb.

Tis the end of waiting

Patience grows narrow

Force of thy life

will be mine by the morrow

shalt thy try to stop thy fate

Thou's life shalt end at exceeding rate

The light slowly dimmed and the crystal ball went back to it's normal shade. We were all silent until Alfred broke the silence.

"What does that mean, exactly?" He asked Arthur.

"It means that this person is trying to kill you both and is saying that if we try to stop them, we will dye along with you." Arthur explained. I could see guilt in Alfred's eyes. Arthur was protecting him even though he received this kind of threat.

"But of course, I wont let that happen." He said reassuring Alfred and I that there was no reason to feel worry or guilt.

"Alfred, when I asked you to join me, I truly meant that I wanted to be with you, but there will be danger. I want to protect you, but you can choose to go back and forget this conversation." Arthur said. Alfred abruptly got out of his chair and gave the most serious expression I'd ever seen him give.

"No way! You asked me join you right? I didn't say no earlier, so why do you think I'll say no now? I want to travel with you, and I wont change my mind!" Alfred said red faced. Arthur smiled.

"And Matthew, likewise to you. You can choose not to-" I decided to interrupt him for a change.

"I'll go along. If Alfred seems so sure about it, then I guess I have to agree." I said avoiding eye contact.

"Alright. I'm going to remove the protection spell I cast on you two when you were both infants. It will be hard to use any other spells to protect you if I continuously use that one spell, and now Francis and I are by your sides, so there is no need for it." Arthur said. Alfred and I nodded and waited for the spell to be undone.

Arthur chanted some gibberish again and snapped his fingers. At that moment, I felt shaken, vulnerable, and scared for my dear life.

END OF CHAPTER THREE

I feel like the course of this story has changed way to much, but oh well, as long as it's interesting . . .

(1) Mon Ami means "my friend" in french

Next chapter will be in Arthur's perspective. Get ready for more romance USUK romance! Till next time, Osa-chan