~America's PoV~
When I heard the familiar guitar chords come on, I looked at Matthew, debating for a few seconds before licking my lips nervously and fully turning towards him.
"Mattie. I love this song!" I grinned, gently pulling him away from the ledge. "C'mon, let's dance!"
"Eh, Alfred... This sounds like a slow song-" The Canadian blushed as I yanked him close, a light blush dusting my own cheeks.
"I know. Let's just dance." I smiled at him. He obliged, albeit nervously, and laid his head on my shoulder as I wrapped my arms around him loosely.

"I'd never gone with the wind,
Just let it flow.
Let it take me where it wants to go.
'Til you open the door,
There's so much more,
I'd never seen it before."

At some point I had started singing along, quietly humming the lyrics into Mattie's hair.

"I was trying to fly,
But I couldn't find wings,
But you came along and you changed everything."

We were slowly rocking back and forth to the music, and I was desperately trying to calm my racing heart, convinced he could hear it. Why did I ever ask him to dance? He was still regaining his memories; England has specifically warned me not to do anything before he got them all back... It would only make him even more confused... Shut up, Alfred, and just enjoy the moment. I told myself that and closed my eyes, breathing in his maple-syrup scent.

"You lift my feet off the ground,
You spin me around,"

He laughed lightly as I tightened my grip on his back, swinging him around in circles as it entered the chorus.

"You make me crazier, crazier,
Feels like I'm falling and I am lost in your eyes,
You make me crazier, crazier, crazier.
I've watched from a distance as you made life your own.
Every sky was your own kind of blue,
And I wanted to know how that would feel,
And you made it so real.
You showed me something that I couldn't see,
You opened my eyes,
And you made me believe."

I think I'm starting to learn what that dream meant… I am a hero still, but I'm also a saviour. And a saviour, a hero, always has their own hero, someone that keeps them grounded, someone that keeps them fighting… They always have their own mask...
I wonder how he would react… If I told him he was my mask… My hero...

"You lift my feet off the ground,
You spin me around,
You make me crazier, crazier.
Feels like I'm fallin' and I am lost in your eyes,
You make me crazier, crazier, crazier,
Oh oh."

Please, Mattie… Don't go see Germany. Not yet… I prayed silently, closing my eyes and tightening my hug ever so slightly, as if to protect him, to keep him in my arms. I don't think I could trust him around you… Not yet. Please...

"Baby you showed me what living is for,
I don't wanna hide anymore,
Oh oh."

I don't think… I could bare to go through that… Not again… Thinking you were dead, thinking you had left us… Left me…
I forced those thoughts out of my head, forcing myself to just focus on the warmth emanating from the Northern Nation in my arms.
He's with me now. That's all that matters, you idiot. And I'm never letting him go again...

"You lift my feet off the ground,
You spin me around,
You make me crazier, crazier.
Feels like I'm fallin' and I am lost in your eyes,
You make me crazier, crazier, crazier,
Crazier, crazier."

As the song came to a close, I started to pull away, but Mattie tightened his grip.
"Alfie, let's just... Stay like this.. For a bit." I blushed deeper than before, my mind racing, but nonetheless I resecured my hold on him.
He was silent for several minutes, but I wasn't complaining. Suddenly, his head shot up and he abruptly forced himself away from me. I froze, surprised by his sudden movement.
"A-Al, I'm sorry, I-I..." He turned away from me, taking a few steps towards the stairs.
I jumped after him, grabbing onto his wrist. He turned back, slight fear in his violet eyes as he stared into my blue ones. My mouth was open, but I couldn't form any words.
Without thinking, I slammed my lips against his. I couldn't do it anymore; couldn't not tell him how I felt. Sorry, Iggy...
He was shocked, his whole body tensing up for a few moments before he relaxed, melting into the kiss.
After a few moments, we pulled away, and it registered what I had just done. Slowly I backed away, panic starting to show in my eyes. Before I could take two steps though, he grabbed my arm and tried pulling me close again.
I was in the middle of a step, though, and my body wouldn't stop. The force tipped me off balance, and we both crashed to the ground in a tangled heap. His head hit the ground, and the impact of the rest of him landing on top of me knocked the wind out of my lungs.
"E-Eh, ow..." Mattie moaned, letting go of my arm and rubbing the spot where he had hit the wood balcony.
"Dude, you okay?" I wheezed.
He blinked, nodding, and we both started laughing.
"Maple, Al, don't just kiss me and just try to leave like that." He scolded after a while of us laughing together on the stars, still tangled up in each other, poking the side of my face.
"Dude, can we just... Forget that happened, maybe?" I asked, unable to meet his eyes.
"No, no we can't. I already have a lack of enough memories. I'm not going to try to forget anything more, Alfie." He whispered. I sighed, letting my head softly fall against the ground.
"Besides, why would you want to forget..?" My breath hitched in my throat. I had been dreading that question, among many others. I knew exactly how he would respond when I told him we were twins; any chance I had with him would fly out the window.
And now that I had kissed him, it would also completely destroy our relationship as brothers. I couldn't have that-
But before I could answer him, his complexion went pale and his body went limp, completely collapsing. I grabbed him hastily before his head could hit the ground again, and I couldn't help but notice how quickly sweat had formed on his forehead.
"Mattie, is it another memory..?" I asked him worriedly, unsure whether he was had actually seriously injured himself when he hit his head or if it had triggered another memory, and it was just a delayed reaction. If it's... Oh God please no... He can't be remembering that we're...
Before I could finish my thought, he drew a sharp breath, his eyes snapping open. He pushed himself away from me, leaning over and coughing.
"Mattie..? Mattie!" I jumped up, skidding over beside him, "Mattie, what-?"
"Al, we're..." He spoke through coughs.
"Dude, wait until you've calmed down." I said, rubbing circles on his back and ignoring the growing sense of fear. He complied, and waited until his coughing had stopped and took a few deep breaths. That was quick for the third time…
When it had, he looked up and stared right into my eyes as he confirmed my fears.
"We're... Twins... True... or false...?" I looked away, sitting back on my butt and running a hand across my face. He must've guessed the answer from my reaction. "Why didn't you..?" He asked, but couldn't finish the question. I knew what it was, though. I knew exactly what it was. Just be honest with him, idiot. You've lied enough to the guy already.
"Because, Mattie, I love you. More than just a brother. I always have. When you vanished a hundred years ago, I... I wanted to tell you then... I had finally gotten the courage.. But when we found you, you were..." I trailed off, choking on a sob as the memory of seeing his broken body hanging limply on the stone wall resurfaced, bruised, cuts that were seeping pus and blood all over him and blood lying in every corner of the room.
It was all I could to not let tears fall as everything about that day rose to the surface.
"I couldn't... When you woke up a month ago, I was so happy... But at the same time so nervous and sad... My own brother didn't remember who I was; if I messed up helping you regain your memories, you'd wind up hating me, and..."
"I could never hate you, Alfred." And I felt his lips briefly skim over my own.
I looked up at him.
"You aren't mad..?"
He smiled softly, shaking his head, before it quirked into a sad smirk, "Besides, Personifications like us can't exactly be blood-related to anyone, can we? It's more just a title we give to those close to us." I gave a small laugh, nodding.
"True..." I pulled him into a hug, refusing to be far apart from him at this point. He didn't complain, rather nestled into my shoulder and letting out a small, content sigh.
"You know, Mattie, you have one hell of a gift." He cocked his head, but still kept it against my neck.
"What would that be..?"
"Even when the rest of the world forgets you, or when you forget the rest of the world, you can still manage to make anyone you meet happy." He laughed, the sound vibrating against my shirt.
"I'm still getting back those memories, thank you very much," He grinned teasingly, "You know what England said about premature memories."
"Don't bring that old man into this, please," I grunted, "This is our moment."
"I know..." He breathed, stifling a yawn. I remembered how tired he could become after regaining a memory -and how easily he did- so I slowly laid back down until I was staring up at the stars with my back against the wooden boards, careful to keep his position as best I could. I knew how annoying it was when you wanted to sleep, but had lost the perfect position and just couldn't find it again. I didn't want that for him, not right now. Not ever.
"I love you, Alfie..." He muttered sleepily. I felt his long eyelashes flutter closed against my neck. He didn't show any response when I responded, so I just lay there in silence until sleep claimed me as well.
"I love you too, Mattie... Good night."

A/N: ...
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Guys.
I just did a thing.
And never before have I shipped UsCan so strongly.
I really hope y'all love this just as much as I do.
'Cause this is probably my favourite thing I have ever written.
And ever will write.
Romance or not.
'Cause I love it so much.
And yeah.
Hope y'all enjoyed.
Now, I'm going to go cuddle my own Kuma and try to stop the intense fangirling before anyone comes upstairs.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Crazier. Taylor Swift does. Though, now it's one of my favourite slow songs. Because UsCan and NJFDSINFFSIJBSFV feeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEElsssssss and fluffffffFFFFFFFFFffffFfFffFFFFFFFFFF.