A/N: FFFFFFFFFF, I fucking love you guys. Reviews like your guy's make me remember why I enjoyed writing silly things like this.

Alfred is kind of like me here when I found out Watchmen was going to come out as a movie a few years back. I was soooo exited to see Rorschach! And I cried SO. MUCH. Good movie, it left out parts that needed to be left out and changed things to a point that I could live with it.

Also, for kicks and giggles I looked up Alfred and Ivan's horoscopes. Apparently, they'd have a ton of sexual tension before a relationship is established. How fun!

Next chapter will be awesome, and full of tension!

I don't own Watchmen or Hetalia

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Movie

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November 27th

4:35PM

Movie time! Movie time! Alfred is currently a ball of bouncing, excited American as he, Matthew and Ivan walked through the snow to the theaters. A grin was spread from ear to ear, his brother mirroring the look as they got within a few blocks of their destination. All of them were decked out in winter gear, Alfred in his jeans, bomber jackets and boots while Matthew wore a red and white jacket with Canada across the back with the maple leaf, supporting the hockey team.

Ivan, of course, had his white scarf, green wool military style coat with jeans and a pair of knee high brown boots. He had a light smile on his face as he watched the two brothers talk adamantly to each other.

"So what movie are we going to go see?" He asked suddenly and Alfred threw him a grin.

"Watchmen! I still can't believe that they made a movie from the comic! It's going to be so cool! Rorschach for real: Dream come true!"

Seriously though, Rorschach on the big screen was going to be amazing! Along with Nite Owl and all the others, he sure hoped that that movie didn't screw too badly with the comic, which completely ruins movies.

"Oh? What is this movie about and who is this Rorschach?"

"It's about a group of vigilantes in an alternate universe during the Cold War." Matthew piped up.

"Yea, and Rorschach is one of the vigilantes. Since you've never read it, I don't want to give away too much, because it's SO cool! He's like, the most amazing hero ever!" Blue eyes glittered with excitement behind the spectacles as they came up to the theater.

Alfred whipped out his wallet and paid for both his own and Ivan's ticket while Matthew paid for his own. Alfred also quickly paid for Ivan's popcorn.

"Choose a candy! That was also part of the deal!" Alfred said when the other man seemed to just bypass the sugary goodness.

"What kind of candy do you like?" Ivan asked as he looked into the glass at the over priced sweets.

"I personally like the sour gummy worms, but that's just me. Choose something you want!"

Ivan however just asked for the gummy worms and Alfred paid for them. The Russian promptly gave him the box of sugar.

"I'm not a huge fan of these kind of sweets."

Alfred grinned widely up at the tall Russian.

"Thanks!"

Man, Braginski has been pretty awesome lately. Maybe learning Russian with him next quarter wouldn't be so bad either. Alfred would even go as far as saying they were friends now. Slightly. He still had a suspicion that it just might be a conspiracy.

Maybe, he was waiting till his shields were down and is planning to murder him in his sleep! Alfred gave Ivan a suspicious glance.

The trio entered the theater room and quickly got seats in the very back. Cause those were the best; you didn't ever have annoying people talk behind you, because there was a wall.

Alfred sat between his brother and Ivan just as the previews were ending.

"Dudes, we have the best timing!" Alfred whispered.

Matthew chuckled at this as opening sequence began with an unmasked comedian sitting in his apartment, contemplating his life.

Matthew and Alfred were on the edge of their seats and the bomber jacket wearing sibling watched with great interest as the movie progressed, the death of the Comedian, Rorschach's epic intro (Alfred squealed happily when he first appeared) Veidt, very fit blue man that gave a whole new meaning to blue balls, and the others.

"This is turning out to be a very good movie." Ivan leaned over and told Alfred about an hour in who flashed him a cocky grin.

"Told you it was going to be bad-ass!"

Everything was going awesome, but then, things got a bit tense when the Comedian went after Miss Jupiter. Alfred and Matthew knew it was coming when the scene first came on and Ivan was just beginning to pick up on the signs of what was about to go down.

Alfred, who's shoulder was lightly rubbing against Ivan's arm, felt the taller man go completely ridged, his hand gripping the arm rest with such force, the smaller man could hear it cracking from his strength. The blond looked up at him and saw a very intense look on his face, lilac eyes wide with a wild look.

"Hey." Alfred said calmly, nudging the man with his elbow, but that didn't change the now terrified look on the Russian's face as The Comedian beat the woman before bending her over the table.

Alfred placed his arm on top Ivan's, hand coming to rest on the much larger one that was doing a great job breaking the armrest. He could feel the other man shaking and a mighty feeling of worry spread through Alfred as his hand attempted to grasp Ivan's.

"Hey! Hey! It's okay, man. It's just a movie, it's okay! Don't break the arm rest, I don't have the money to pay for that too." He tried to joke and put a smile on as he bumped him the arm a few times with his shoulder, other hand coming up to shake his shoulder. Right hand still grasping at the others'.

What the hell? Why would Ivan have such a reaction to that scene? It was just a movie! Unless-

Blue eyes widened before narrowing.

No. Alfred refused to believe something like that could have happened to the large man that sat next to him. It was inconceivable! Ivan would send a lead pipe through the person's skull first!

Suddenly quite bothered by Ivan's reaction and his own thoughts, Alfred forcefully pried the Russian's hand from the armrest and grasped it in his own, not intertwining the fingers, but just holding on.

"It will be fine." The blond said with force, an intense look on his face.

"Is he okay?" Matthew asked, who had watched the entire happening with interest and fear.

"Yeah, I got it handled, don't worry." Alfred said as he squeezed the much larger hand in his own that had suddenly become slack, the shaking stopping.

Alfred looked back up into the man's face, and was met with purple eyes meeting his own blue with an unreadable expression on his face.

Alfred felt an odd flutter in his chest and warmth spread through him as Ivan's eyes softened and squeezed Alfred's hand back.

What the hell was Alfred doing?

Suddenly embarrassed, Alfred tried to take his hand away, but the other kept it firmly there, the bigger hand engulfing his own. A few more minutes of struggling, the tense movie scene long since passed, but Ivan's grip didn't let up; the blond gave up with a huff, sinking in his seat.

Ivan smiled softly at him and leaned down close, his face just inches away. Alfred could smell mint and rosemary again, hot breath on his neck like a few weeks before and held his breath so the fluttering would stop! Maybe he'll die and not have to live with the embarrassment. Yeah, that would be nice.

Another wave of hot breath-

Stop! Stopstopstop-

"Спласебо. I appreciated that."

Alfred looked up in surprise at the obvious thank you as Ivan pulled away and settled back in his seat, hand still unwilling to let his go.

Alfred grinned at him, embarrassment gone from the thanks.

"It's what I do. I'm a hero after all!"

But why did he react like that? Ivan and himself? Ugh, stop thinking, battle scene! Wonderful, glorious, distracting battle scene!

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The movie was coming to an end, the plans revealed and the worst part in the whole movie (In Alfred's eyes) was coming very soon.

Rorschach wanted to tell the world of what Veidt and Dr. Manhattan had done to try and create this false 'Peace' of the world. Alfred tensed as Rorschach ran out of the grand arctic fortress, pulling off his mask as he yelled at the blue man.

Alfred sobbed and felt his heartbreak again as Rorschach became nothing but a blotch in the snow, a representation of his own mask as Daniel cried out for his friend.

"It's even w-worse than the c-comic." Alfred whispered as a tear fell down his cheek.

Matthew put an arm around his brother while a confused Ivan squeezed the shorter man's hand. He threw the other sibling a bewildered look, and the other rolled his eyes.

"You should have seen him when he wasn't expecting him to die. He was depressed for days." The twin explained and the purple-eyed man just nodded as he awkwardly.

"Dude, I want to be like Rorschach. Dying for what you believe in. I think like, that's the best way to go." Alfred said suddenly, and the other two looked at him with surprise at the words.

"Hopefully that will not be soon. I do not wish to look for another roommate." Ivan said and Alfred grinned at him.

"Because your life isn't complete without my awesome?"

"Нет. Someone needs to help me pay rent." The silver-blond said with an innocent smile as the American pouted while Matthew laughed.

"Ass."

The other just chuckled.

Matthew was once again typing furiously on his phone after he calmed down with a smirk on his face, Alfred raised a brow at him.

"Dude, who have you been texting so adamantly lately?"

"Oh." The other twin looked up with a sheepish grin. "Just Gilbert. Telling him how things are going and how Gilbird is doing."

"I see. Wait, he didn't take his bird with him?"

"No, traveling would have been stressful for him, so he left him under my care."

"Cool beans."

The movie came to a close, and Ivan released Alfred's hand as they filtered out of the theater.

Part of him missed the man's hand in is own again, the other half of him wanted to choke that half and drown it in a river. As Alfred's mind conducted civil war, Ivan kept a careful side-glance at the shorter man as they walked.

A wonderfully sinister idea sprouted in Ivan's head as he figured out what was going on with Alfred's constant glares at his back, then a contemplative look at the very hand that held his own not to long ago.

A feral grin spread on his pale face, hidden by the long white scarf around his neck.

Oh yes. A very sinister plan indeed, Alfred had one last thing to do to complete his debt.

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