Title: I, the Amnesiac (4/?)
Authors: cookiecollabs
Pairing: eventual CanKo
Rating: T
Warnings: loss of memory, mild language
Spoilers: none
Disclaimer: Neither Alfie nor Finn own Hetalia: Axis Powers.
Summary: Yong Soo wakes up one day with no idea who he is. All he has is his dysfunctional family and his blonde best friend to help put together the memories of his life. Eventual CanKo

"I totally just kicked your ass, eh?"

"Ah, damn!" Yong Soo cursed. "I bet I usually win!"

Matthew chuckled. "You wish!"

"Well, do I?" Yong Soo looked at him, brown eyes wide. "Do I?"

The other shook his head. "No, you don't." He frowned. "I'm telling the truth. I learnt from the best."

Yong Soo pouted. "Hmph. Be like that."

"I will."

"Well, I know I hate losing now." The other said, trying to look on the bright side.

Matthew offered him a smile, reaching over to ruffle his hair.

Yong Soo was surprised at this, his cheeks turning pink for a moment, and he ducked under his hand.

"Heh." The other only followed, leaning forward and laughing.

"Whaaat?" Yong Soo complained, starting to laugh as well.

The blonde leaned forward a bit more, his laughing dying down. "You're just cute sometimes... I miss that," he admitted, his tone sad.

"I'm not cute..." The other pouted more.

Matthew's smile widened. "You are." He set his controller down and held his arms out in a request.

The brunette hesitated before letting Matthew hug him.

"Sorry, I just feel clingy..." Matthew brushed his cheek against Yong Soo's, suddenly sullen.

"No, no, it's fine."

The other nodded and held him closer, kissing at his jaw line.

The other squirmed, a bit uncomfortable, though he couldn't deny that it felt kinda... nice.

Matthew noted this and pulled away, hands curling at his shoulders. "Is everything alright?" he murmured, eyes darker than usual.

"Yes, I'm fine..."

"...I can stop, if you want."

"I said I was fine."

"If you insist..." Matthew slipped his hands over to caress Yong Soo's face, gently. He smiled, the feel of the other's skin under his hands a comfort to him in a way.

Yong Soo shuddered at his touch and leaned forward to kiss the blonde, a tiny, selfish, part of him hoping he'd regain another memory.

"Hmm..." Matthew pushed forward, moving over so his knees were on either side of Yong Soo's hips. He licked at the other's lower lip, moaning.

"Mmph!" The other made a sound of surprise, caught off guard.

The blonde grabbed at his hair, the force of his need pushing causing Yong Soo onto his back. He climbed on top, their kiss never breaking.

The other reached up, wrapping his arms around the other's neck, and deepened their kiss.

"...ha!" Matthew gasped, grabbing the other's hair and pulling them chest-to-chest.

Yong Soo finally pulled away, face flushed and breathing shakily.

Matthew smiled, his cheeks red. "Did you..." he panted. "Did you remember anything?"

The other looked slightly disappointed for a moment. "No."

"Oh..." The blonde's smile slipped. "That's too bad..."

"Yeah..." Yong Soo frowned, slumping. "Oh well." He said, smiling and trying to remain positive.

"There's always next time... Everything won't just come back all at once." Matthew moved over so that he was hugging Yong Soo from behind, kissing at the back of his neck. "I'm hoping this part of you hasn't changed," he murmured in-between kisses.

Yong Soo shuddered at the light touch, tensing.

"So it seems you are." Matthew smiled against his neck, taking an experimental lick.

The brunette froze, turned scarlet, and pulled away, stammering and completely flustered.

Matthew's smile grew wider and he kept Yong Soo hugged against his chest, but didn't touch him. "Heh, I knew it."

"Wh-what was that for?"

"It was one of your ero zones," Matthew said into the small of his back. "I was curious to see if it still was. Along with..." He moved one of his hands over to tug at his curl, grinning against Yong Soo's back.

"Gah!" Yong Soo cried, shocked. "Wh-what are you doing?"

"Does it feel good?" was all the other said, thumbing at his ahoge.

"N-no..." The other mumbled, his face growing redder each second.

"...you sure?"

"Yeah."

Matthew pulled harder, nibbling at his neck again.

"Ah..." Yong Soo was frozen, mind blank, and his face completely scarlet. He couldn't force any words out.

"Hmm... It's not nice to lie, Yong Soo," the blonde murmured, an octave or two lower.

Yong Soo shuddered at Matthew's tone of voice. "Fine. I-it..." He gasped. "It... sorta feels nice..."

Matthew released his ahoge, smirking. But Yong Soo couldn't see that. "Hmm~ Glad you decided to be honest."

Yong Soo stuck his tongue out at the other. "Hmph."

The other pulled away and got up, sitting back down on the floor so he was face-to-face with the Korean. "Are you up for another round?" he asked, excitedly. L

"Hmph. I'll beat you! I will!"

"Not a chance!" Matthew grabbed his controller, starting another round.

Just for your information, Yong Soo lost.

"Ah ha ha ha!"

"Dammit! It isn't fair!" Yong Soo complained.

"I'm surprised you haven't beat me once!"

The other pouted. "This game is rigged!"

"It isn't! Admit your defeat!"

"Hell no!"

"Do it!" Matthew grabbed his arm, laughing. M

Yong Soo glared daggers at the blonde and tried to beat him once more. "Why're you so good?" He demanded.

"I used to live with my brother."

"He was good at video games, too?"

Matthew's eyes lit up with admiration. "He was the best. Better than me!"

"Really..?"

"Yeah!"

"Well... I just lost my memories! You should give me some advantage!"

The other's eyes softened and he reached over to ruffle his hair again. "You've never been good at video games, so it's not like you'll gain anything in this category," he said, teasing.

"Why wasn't I good?" Yong Soo demanded, as if Matthew would know.

"H-How would I know?"

"No idea!"

"Then don't ask me!" Matthew went to the main menu on their game and closed out the system, taking Yong Soo's controller and putting it away. "Now that we've wasted some time, I think I'll go study," the blonde murmured.

"Have fun with that."

"Don't do anything that will get you in trouble." Matthew got up off the floor, heading off for their room.

"Sure, sure."

Several minutes later, Kiku opened the door, taking off his shoes. He looked up at Yong Soo. "Did you make it?"

Yong Soo blinked, and nodded. "Y-yeah."

Kiku smiled at him. "Good."

Not too long after did Yao return as well, empty-handed. "I'm home, aru," he called.

"Hey, Yao."

"Where's Haneul?" Kiku asked. "He's usually home by now."

"I got a call from him a couple hours ago. He said he would be hanging out with Francis, Antonio, and Gilbert, whoever they are... aru."

Kiku nodded. "Well, that's fine."

Yong Soo thought a moment, and decided against asking who they are.

"Haneul's mentioned them a few times, but I can't remember who they are... He never invites his friends over." Yao frowned, thinking. "Hmm..."

Yong Soo shrugged. "But basically, they're his friends."

"I would hope so, aru."

Kiku nodded quietly, and left without saying anything else.

"Ma de, aru..." Yao sighed and exited to go to the kitchen. "Things are so different now," he mumbled to himself, grabbing some materials for dinner.

"What's for dinner?" The younger Asian asked, curious.

"Soup."

"Huh? Again?"

"Do you think we can afford anything else, aru?" the elder snapped.

Yong Soo winced. "Sorry. I wasn't thinking."

Yao looked at him for a moment, an apologetic look in his eyes. He turned away, preparing their dinner. "Sorry, aru."

"It's fine."

"So..." Yao stirred the substance in the pot. "Did you get a job, aru?"

"Yep." Yong Soo smiled.

"Did Matthew?" the other asked, smiling.

"Yep. That's what he told me."

"Sounds good. If you two do well, we can eat other things other than soup, aru."

"Hopefully." Yong Soo laughed lightly. "Though your soup is good."

Yao's smile widened. "Is it?"

"Yep! It is!"

"Ah... I would make it every day, but not everyone likes to have soup every day, aru."

"Well, variation is always good! But still, I like your soup."

The elder nodded. "Thank you."

Preparations went by fast, thanks to Yong Soo's conversation. Everyone was settled down at the table by six-thirty.

Everyone but Matthew.

"Where is he, aru?"

"How the fuck would I know?"

"I'll go check our room." Yong Soo stood up.

Yao nodded. "Do, please."

Yong Soo left the table and walked to his room, opening the door a crack. "Um, Matthew?"

The blonde wasn't anywhere to be found. Not until Yong Soo checked the other side of Matthew's bed, where the man was sleeping on the floor, textbooks around him.

Yong Soo smiled, nudging the blonde. "Hey."

"..nn... ng Soo..."

Yong Soo leaned down towards Matthew. "...Mattie? It's time for dinner."

Matthew rolled over onto his side, a photo in one of his hands. "...t why..." he mumbled, yawning.

The brunette frowned, taking the photo that Matthew held.

It was a picture of them at a party, something that looked pretty recent, maybe a few weeks old. Matthew was clinging to Yong Soo, obviously having gotten into the punch, which was probably tainted with alcohol. They looked happy, more than how Yong Soo had thought about the relationship between them.

The brunette gave a tiny smile, setting the picture down. He leaned close to Matthew's face. "Mattie." He whispered quietly.

Matthew mumbled something, his eyes opening halfway. "Yong Soo..." he murmured, voice thick with sleep.

"Dinner's ready."

"Jus'..." The blonde gave a dreamy smile and reached with one of his hands to touch Yong Soo's cheek, gently.

He's still half-asleep...

He sat up and kissed Yong Soo, making a noise of contentment.

Yong Soo hesitated, slowly kissing the blonde back.

Matthew grabbed at his hair, his eyes opening all of the way so he could look at Yong Soo properly.

As he did, Yong Soo pulled away, smiling down at the blonde. "Hey..."

The other offered a smile as well. "Dinner's ready?"

"Yep. Soup."

"...yay."

Yong Soo got up, heading to the kitchen.

Matthew followed suit, taking a glance at the photo that was left on the ground as he left.

"Ah, you two are back, aru."

Haneul scowled. "It's about time, you fuckers! I'm hungry, dammit!"

"Just for that, you're getting served last."

"...fuck!"

Yong Soo blinked at him. "You like to curse, don't you?"

When Matthew sat down, he rolled his eyes. "That's his specialty, eh."

"Shut up, blondy! This isn't your conversation!"

"Don't you think it's best for all of us if he stays in his room and watches porn?" The blonde asked Yao, who didn't looked amused.

"I'd have to agree with you..." Yao hesitated. "But I don't agree with the porn part, aru."

The agitated Korean swore loudly, causing Yao to smack him upside the head. "That hurt, dammit!"

"I hope it did."

"That's so mean!"

"Your name's Haneul, right?" Yong Soo piped up.

Everyone froze.

Haneul glanced at him, disgusted. "No, it's Robert," he spat, sarcastically.

"Oh... I swore it started with an H."

Matthew groaned. "He was kidding, Yong Soo. His name is Haneul..."

"Oh! So I was right!"

"Yes... Yes you were..."

"Dumbass," Yong Soo's brother hissed.

"Hey! Not nice!" Yong Soo protested.

"Gae."

"What was that?" The other snapped.

"You're a dog!" Haneul spat back. "You've always been one!"

"Hell, I wouldn't know that!" Yong Soo cried, getting considerably angry.

"Just wanted you to catch up!" the elder twin laughed, standing up to point at Yong Soo, taunting.

"Shut up! You annoy me every time you open your mouth!" Yong Soo hissed, glaring at his twin. Well, this was new.

Haneul faltered at this, losing his look of disgust. But he collected himself quickly and retorted, "Now you know how I feel!"

Matthew watched this exchange, utterly shocked at Yong Soo's behavior. Did he just...

The other grinned darkly. "I'm glad we're on the same page, brother dear."

"Yong Soo, stop it!" the blonde cried, grabbing at him and pulling him away. "What are you doing?"

Yong Soo looked back at him, his eyes suddenly softening. "...I don't know." He admitted.

"Well, whatever it is, stop!" Matthew shouted, clearly upset with the Korean.

Haneul looked off to the side and pulled away from the table, shuffling towards his room and closing the door, locking it.

"Ma de..." Yao sighed. "It just keeps getting worse, aru."

Yong Soo slumped in his seat, running a hand through his hair. "God... I'm sorry."

"What was that, eh?" Matthew questioned.

"No idea. I just... got angry, I guess." Yong Soo sighed, upset with himself.

Matthew frowned. "That was absurd. You've never gotten that angry before."

The Korean looked back at Matthew. "Like I said, I don't know."

"Well... Please don't do it again." The blonde looked at Yao, who gave him a look of 'what?'. "Could we start eating now?"

"I... I guess..."

In the middle of reading, Yong Soo suddenly put his book down. His head throbbed.

Matthew walked in, showered and hair dripping wet. "Yong Soo?" he asked, worried. He walked over to the other's bed, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Are you alright?"

Yong Soo sat at the table, surrounded by familiar faces. They were talking, laughing, arguing. He recognized Yao, Kiku, and Haneul, though there was a girl there as well, with dark brown hair like the rest of them. However, he knew for sure that they were all happy.

Yong Soo snapped out of his daze, his head still hurting. "...Huh?"

"Yong Soo?"

Yong Soo looked up to meet Matthew's concerned violet eyes. "...What?"

Matthew frowned. "Are you... alright?"

"Y-yeah, sorry. Headache."

"Are you sure?" Matthew frowned. After a moment, he asked, "Did you remember something?"

Yong Soo nodded. "I think I did."

"What was it?"

The Korea frowned. "Eating dinner with my family, I think." He looked down. "We were talking. I don't really know it was about."

Matthew sat beside him, thinking. "Hmm... It was something, at least. The more memories the better, right?"

"Yeah... there was someone else there, too. A girl. She looked like a relative."

The other nodded to himself. "It was probably Mei, your snobby and too-rich-to-live-with-the-rest-of-her-family cousin."

"She didn't look that snobby." Yong Soo said thoughtfully.

"Then that was probably a memory from back when she didn't change. She took on this sudden personality change a few years ago and decided to use the money from... I have no idea, and buy her own house over in East Asia."

"I see. So... just another cousin."

"Yup." Matthew handed him one of the photo albums, pointing to a picture of a girl with long brown hair. "Was it her?"

He stared at it for a moment, narrowing his eyes. The girl was gripping Kiku's arm and smiling at the camera. "Yeah. That's her."

"Then yeah. That was Mei."

Yong Soo nodded slowly. "Alright."

Matthew hesitated before putting the book back in its place, keeping his hands in his lap and fiddling his thumbs.

Yong Soo looked back at the blonde. "Something bothering you?"

"No..." The other wasn't sure whether Matthew was lying or not, by the tone of his voice. "Nothing's wrong."

"Are you sure? It looks like something is."

"...I'm worrying about my exam?"

Yong Soo looked at him, eyes serious. "Are you lying?"

Matthew worried his lip, moving his violet orbs up to look at Yong Soo. "...no?"

"...You are."

"I'm... I'm not."

"..." The brunette sat on his bed. "Alright. If you say so."

Matthew shrugged, and decided to lay on his back. "Yeah."

Yong Soo felt concerned, but decided just to let it slide.

"So should we look at some more stuff to see if you can remember anything else?" the blonde asked after a few minutes of silence.

"I guess." The other replied.