Characters: Matthew, Alfred

Warnings: Depressing undertow, detailed injuries

Disclaimer: Hetalia is not mine (I would not be worthy) and belongs to Himaruya Hidekazu.


Knocking on the door snapped Matthew out of his daze. "You can come in." He awnsered, giving a quick glance at the clock above the door, he realized he had been staring at the windows corner for 10 minutes. Both birds had flown under the bed at the knocking sound, and were staying quiet.

"You might have some visitor's this afternoon Matthew. Do you want to shower?"

Nodding his head, Matthew held out his cast arm and let her help him into a wheelchair. His bones had been set, but still needed time to re-form. Both leg's were basically shattered, His skull was smashed on one side, both arms were in cast's and from what he heard, one of his hands were detatched from his body whe he first entered the hospital. His spine was bent sideways, giving him a J shape when he layed flat on his back. He also heard one of the doctors say Matthew looked like he came out of a horror movie. All the blood seeping from his ears, nose and tear-ducts. The bone's protruding from his skin allowed his blood to freely escape his body. When he asked the nurse how bad his injuries were, she gave him a smile that told him she was a little frightened he lived at all, worried he would suddenly go into shock and die from a hidden hemmorage.

Helping him back into his bed after the shower, the nurse noticed Matthew seemed to feel a little better, his hair was becoming oily, and she knew he was becoming bothered by it. Movement caught here eye as she was tucking in his sheets. Looking under the bed she saw two small balls of fluff staring back at her. A sigh escaped her as she looked over the bed, to the room's occupant with an arched eyebrow. "You know the rules, I told you them yesterday."

Worry filled the young man's face as both birds flew out from under the bed, landing on each of his shoulder's. "You remember how you said they looked domesticated yesterday?"

Nodding, she waited for him to go on.

"They are actaully pet's of a family member and a friend. The two sometime's send them to watch over someone, or send letters."

Shocked people still trained bird's to do things like that, she took in a deep breath. "They will not leave you then, will they?"

Matthew shook his head. "Not until either of them comes to get them."

She released another sigh. "Then make sure nobody else sees them until either of thier owner's get here okay? It is too cold outside for such small birds, they look like they liveed in warmer climates." Deeming him ready for visitors if any finally showed up, she quietly left the room. "I'm terrible with secret's." She whispered as she made her way down the hall.

Matthew watched the door slowly close, before he looked up to the roof in relief.

"You two heard her, no more people can see you. Even If you are hungry, just wait and as soon as were alone I will feed you."

Cheeps told Matthew they once more, understood his word's.


Graaaaahhh! The airplane took way to long for Alfred's taste, now he was hungry, tired, and even more on edge than when he left! "He's probly just visiting Francis or something, or he took a break from work? No, Mattie's to reliable to skip out of work." Looking around the private airport, Alfred didn't see Arthur around. "Strange.. He's always on me about being punctual.." Sitting on one of soft chairs facing the only other door in the room, he flipped out his phone and began playing one of the games he downloaded. A few minutes later, he turned off his phone and shoved it into his favorite piolet jacket in a huff. Worry filling his gut again, Alfred began bouncing his leg."Arthur better get here soon, I don't want to bother Francis, he... HE WOULD KNOW WHERE MATTIE IS!" The sudden yell echoed through the deserted waiting room. Pulling out his phone, he scrolled through his contacts before finding 'Francis (French fries)' holding the phone to his ear he had to focus on not throwing his phone when the voice told him he had no service. The doors straight ahead of him opened, and an anxious brit hurried in, stopping after three steps to wait for Alfred.

"Hurry up Alfred! I will tell you what I know over tea and cakes in not a moment, there is a cafe not to far from here for us to converse"

Alfred jumped out of his seat and hurried after Arthur, who was already walking away. "Where is Mattie? You said you know where he is."

Arthur's eyebrow twitched as he took in a deep breath. "Over tea Alfred, We cannot see him until tomorrow anyway."

"What!? You said you knew where he is! Is someone holding him captive? Do I need to call my S.W.A.T? Are you going to call Sherlock?"

"ALFRED! Enough, Matthew is fine! Matthew... will be fine.." Hearing Arthur's voice quiver at the end on his sentence, Alfred followed his former parent in silence out to the waiting car. Opening the back door he sat down, closing it behind him, as Alfred entered from the other side.

With his jaw set, Alfred stared at the back of the seat in front of him. He only wanted to know one thing. "Do I have to worry?"

The silence was broken by quiet sobs from the smaller man beside him.

With the uneasy feeling's in him now confirmed, Alfred closed his eye's. "I'll take that as a yes." He said quietly. Unsure of what to do, Alfred looked out his window, watching the people on the sidewalk pass by, placing his hand plam-up between the two. Fear began cutting into him when his hand was sqeezed tightly.

After his former parental figure composed himself, the two entered the cafe and were quickly seated at a table near the front window, facing eachother.

"Matthew is in the hospital."

Alfred was shocked, his mind shut down. His brother?. "Mattie is..."

"In the hospital. He has been for three days, nobody has personally gone to see him yet."

Mixed emotions swirled in Alfred as his mind began racing once more. 'Three day's and not one person? Why is Mattie in a hospital? If they know where he is why didn't they tell me this before or visit him?'

"Both Francis' and Gilbirt's birds have been watching over him. I was only given this information this morning, and we are waiting until we can all see him together." Sipping his tea, Arthur, looking calmly out the large window, showed no signs of his prior tears.

"When?"

"Tomorrow, Francis and I decided to give him one more day before we all start asking him questions. The poor lad will be trapped when we get there, and we all want...Need our own awnsers. I think Matthew needs to tell us all, why he is in the hospital."

Nodding, Alfred realized Arthur, still looking out the window, would not be able to see him. "Okay."

"Mhhh."

Silence fell on the two, until Alfred began bouncing his leg.

"I thought you stopped doing that when you bacame antsy?"

"Yeah? I thought you were punctual?"

"Mhhh. There was traffic." Arthur replied, voice far off, his mind in another place.

"I'm guessing you want me to stay in my old room for the night?"

Arthur's clouded, far off eyes, cleared as he returned to the present, turning to Alfred.

"Why would I send you to stay in a hotel, when you can just stay at my house? Im not cold-hearted Alfred."

Stifling a laugh, Alfred tried not to laugh as hard as he wanted to 'with those eyebrow's, you would never be to cold.'

"What is so funny?" One of Arthur's eybrows arched quizzically and Alfred fought himself to not blurt out his thoughts.

"N-nothing..Arthur..." Deep breaths calmed him enough to speak normally again. "You want to go ahead of me? I need to buy some clothes, I only have what's on my back, Mattie has Francis' viewpoint on hygiene, I don't want him to kick me out because of smelly clothes."

"I can show you some of the shops in the area." Arthur suggested as they stood up, beginning to head to the front desk to pay.

"You aren't going to bring me to buy a suit again are you?"

Chuckling, Arthur payed as he shook his head smiling. "No Alfred, that is the last thing I would want to do."


You ever think how suit shopping with Alfred would go? No? okay den... (I personally think he would try escaping like a cat going for a bath) Alfred would be the guy to care about his brother, but not sure exactly how to protect him. (Matthew is a very complexing character, so quiet, so knowing) Soooo. Writing about how bad Matthew's injuries were, were tough. I don't know to what extent thier bodies invincebilaty goes, and from high impact, I know physics would cause a splat. (shiver's "ugh") So, next chapter we will have someone visiting Matthew in secret the afternoon before his family get's there. Thank you for the feedback, I hope it helps me write this better! (/n-n)/ -Hugglez-