So yeah … hey people, I was reading over my comments because that's what I do when I need a good pick me up and PrussianAwemsomeness (thank you for being so awesome and telling me!) totally noticed my major FAIL! So I was spelling China's name (Yao) wrong (Yoa - is how I was spelling it -_-'). So this is an apology note, eh. Especially to you Yao, I am NOT worthy.

*bows and apologizes like a true multiculturally (not a word) influenced Canadian*

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Matthew slipped off his shoes and walked into his house. He just wanted to relax. Dammit! It was like ever since Kumajiro turned into a human happy moments (or even quiet moments) never came along. If he, Matthew, wasn't taking the blame for Kumajiro he was straining his voice trying to teach him the dos and don'ts of humanity. It was driving him nuts! And now … now he just wanted it to end; being kicked out of Germany's house was the straw that broke the camel's back.

BHB

Kumajiro kept his distance from Matthew for most of the day afterward. The blonde was obviously infuriated, it didn't take a fool to see it. Or hear it. Kumajiro didn't even know Matthew knew how to slam doors until then – or stomp his feet for that matter. Then again, there was a lot he was learning about his Canadian comrade during that day.

Kumajiro sighed. He was going to have to explain himself which wasn't going to be easy since the only reason he had to go by for fighting with Prussia was that a weird feeling inside him made him hate that stupid albino man for getting so close! And who would believe that? Yeah sure, human tended to have many weird feelings and stirring within them that caused irrational behaviour but he was able to recognize those … no one can explain something they don't understand.

Kumajiro slumped deeper into the couch cushion; he was so confused. None of this made sense. And he needed something to distract himself from his thoughts, so he picked up the remote, turned on the television and flipped to the TV Guide Channel. And there he stayed, for more than an hour, staring at the different programs that scrolled up the screen.

BHB

No one had ever taken the time to tell him, at first he thought it was all just for dramatic effect, but slamming doors and stomping your feet really did help to make things feel better. That and all the emails (4 of them to be exact. That was more than he could accumulate in a week – excluding spam and junk mail!) he'd gotten! One from Lars, another Prussia and one from Cuba (who apologized for not stopping to say hello) and even from Ludwig (for calling him Celery instead of Canada). Matthew left the den feeling quite elated. So much so that he was willing to forgive Kumajiro.

Matthew rounded the corner and turned into the living room where he found the virgin human sitting with his knees tucked to his chest. The blonde looked up at the television, it was on the Guide Channel … it was on that same channel when he walked by nearly four hours ago.

"Kumafero …?" Matthew said. "Are you okay?"

Kumajiro craned his neck to look at Matthew, for a moment their eyes met and that stupid feeling that seemed to be eating Kumajiro alive exploded. He broke the gaze and went back to 'watching' the Television Guide. "I'm fine, Canada." He mumbled.

Matthew chewed at his bottom lip. If Kumajiro was going to lie the least he could do was make it sound convincing. "You're fine, eh? But you've been watching the TV Guide for four hours. What happened? Did CBC News cheat on Teletoon with CTV?"

Kumajiro laughed bitterly. "Yeah, something like that."

"I'm really sorry I got mad at you … it wasn't your fault. You were looking after me and for me to be mad at you for being … predatorial was wrong."

"Predatorial isn't a word, Canada," Kumajiro stated without looking away from the ascending bars.

"Oh … sorry. But I really am sorry for being upset at you when you didn't do anything (probably). So yeah … that's all I had to say. Um … I'll be in the kitchen if you need me, Francis taught me this really cool recipe I want to try out so … yeah. I'll be in the kitchen."

Matthew waited for any sort of reply but he got nothing, not even a flinch so he left.

Kumajiro was on edge. His heart hurt from beating so hard. He didn't like it what Matthew was doing, he despised his body for reacting the way it did. Supressing the urge to wrap his arms around Matthew and apologize one hundred times over made him want to itch. What the hell was this damn feeling? Why wouldn't it leave him alone? And then … ping! It hit him like a ton of bricks! Maybe all he had to do this whole time was apologize! Then his heart would calm down and he could stop feeling so weird.

He hoped up and ran into the kitchen, he tripped over his own feet but quickly recovered. Stumbling through the archway he spotted Matthew by the counter organizing ingredients. His heart leapt.

"Canada!"

Matthew jumped and spun around. He looked at Kumajiro was a blank stare before blinking his senses back. "Y-yes, Kumashitsuji?"

When those large, mauve, doe eyes met his it was like all of the determination he had only moment prior was sucked out and nervousness blown in.

"I … I um … w-well … okay so how do I put this?"

"I don't know, I have no clue what you're talking about."

"I– I wasn't talking to you."

"Oh? Who were you talking to?"

"Myself! Gaia, Canada! Don't make this hard for me! I don't understand what's going on with my body!"

Matthew smiled. "Your menstrual cycle maybe?"

"Yeah that must be i- WAIT A MINUTE! NOOOOO IT IS NOT THAT! I'm a boy … stupid hoser."

Matthew giggled. "Glad to see you're back to your old self."

And that was all it took; that small giggle and those words. Kumajiro just about felt his insides ignite and he was already across the kitchen with his hands on either side of Matthew pinning the blonde to the counter.

"K-Kumaregal w-what are you-"

"No! I need an explanation! It's like lately every time I see you I want to … I want to … I don't even know what I want to do but my heart is always on the verge of bursting! Dammit, Canada what is feeling?"

Matthew face was suddenly bright red. He stared at Kumajiro unable to say anything. What was Kumajiro trying to insinuate? Telling him things like that? Was he teasing him? Just because Kumajiro's human face was unbelievable didn't mean he had to go about imitating movies (if he was imitating a movie) and pretending like he … liked him.

Was he trying to be cynical? Matthew swallowed the lump in his throat. Milky white skin, eyes black as coal, hair as white as snow … he was amazing but … he was Kumajiro. He was a bear! Even worse, he was his pet!

"Kumayoshi I- I don't think I-"

"Please, Matthew …."

BHB

Alfred paced back and forth. Something in his mind knew this was totally wrong but man … how could he possibly turn down all those burgers? All those poor burger souls would need a hero to consume their delicious bodies and there was no better candidate! But, completely betraying your own brother wasn't very heroic. Of course he knew which one was better but he didn't want to admit it. So as he sat in Arthur's Secret Room of the Occult and Magical Affairs he wondered whether or not he should bail.

"Oi, Alfred! Are you daft? Pay attention!" Arthur barked.

Alfred spun in the chair to face the man with intense eyebrows and scowled. "I was paying attention, dude. I just wasn't looking at you while paying attention. Like, did you know you have a baby fetus? Wait-" the American peered over his shoulder and looked at the jar with small fetus that was immersed in green liquid. He twitched. Only taking it in now. "DUDE WTF ARE YOU DOING WITH A FUCKING BABY FETUS?"

Emerald eyes glared at him and the boy shrunk. "N-never mind~! Forget that I asked."

"Look, Alfred, I need you to take this seriously. If I don't kill that bear-"

"We don't have to kill him, dude. We could just, like … turn him back. You know, get all X-files and shit and reverse his human DNA and make him a bear."

"Are you not listening to me? I said I want to kill it."

"But why-"

"Contradict me one more time, Yankee. One more time and you can kiss your taste buds good-bye."

Alfred gasped in horror. "(OAO) Not my taste buds! They make me taste!"

"Well boy, I would have never guessed," Arthur said sarcastically. "Look I just need you to listen. So listen."

Alfred nodded, a fear of speaking now instilled into him.

"Alright then, so this is how it's going to go down …."

Alfred sat in his chair like the obedient dog he was being forced to be and listened carefully. He took notes, though on the inside his reactions to the brutality of Arthur's plan were becoming more and more disturbed. This man was crazy! Like, he was crazy before – y'know, seeing faeries, talking to spirits, giving citizenship to ghosts – but now he was just mad! Blinking mad!

"… and then we'll XXXX XXX XX XX XXXXX XXX XXX XXX XXX XXXXXX! It will be wonderful! You can only imagine his shock when he sees me holding his XXXXX in my hands and drinking the blood! I'll drink the blood I'll XXXX XXX XX XXXX XXXXXX XXX XXXX XXX XX XXXXXX! And after that you will help me XXXX XXX with the body! Together, my technical son! Together we will do justice!"

Arthur threw his hands up and started chuckling – all quiet and dark like. Then a flash of lighting and a loud boom erupted in the room. Blowing out the candles and leaving them in darkness until another blinding flash that lit up one side of the Englishman's face as he laughed out in malice.

"… A- Arthur y-you're really s-scaring me, dude …."

BHB

"Matthew help me to understand why my heart is beating so quickly," Kumajiro whispered. He leaned closer, their noses touched and for some reason it made the fervent beating become more hectic.

"I – I don't think I can …." Matthew replied. "But, uh, i-if you want w-we could … um … go and get you some Tums. Yeah! That's it! It must be heartburn!"

Kumajiro's eyes widened in what almost looked like relief. 'Almost' because Matthew didn't want to believe it was.

"Wow, Canada! That's right! Heartburn! I mean, why else would I be feeling this way? Hey, buddy, thanks a lot!"

He placed a quick kiss on Matthew's forehead and skipped away happily. Matthew watched him leave the kitchen, as soon as his body disappeared behind the wall the blonde crumpled, sliding down the counter with his hand on his forehead and his own heartbeat thumping rapidly in his chest.

"Dammit … this can't be happening."

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Heh heh heh :D is this love Matthew/Kumajiro? It might just be! OR maybe not, it could always be heartburn, it'll do that to you! But never fear, I am a very kind(?) person, eh!

Anyways~! I lied when I said this would be out on Saturday didn't I? I've been in the typing mood lately and since I finally downloaded Gakuen Hetalia (which is depressingly short – but i'm not complaining! I got to play :3) and got both manga books I couldn't feel happier!

Right, so this was an early gift and I put out 2 chapters in a week, heck it could become 3! Okay, I'm just blabbering now. My point, thanks for reading this guys! Please review, I'd appreciate it highly, eh!