DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hetalia, or any characters from Hetalia. :] Although there would be aloooot more Yaoi loveness if I did! Rated mature for future sex scenes involving Boy love. :] Mpreg and cussing also! Please read and review!
Authors note: OOOH okay, so I INTEND [-cough cough-] to make this chapter longer and have much more going on. This is where the stuff gets good! I love reading Hetalia and Harry Potter Mpreg stories…SOOOO I will do my best to make this as realistic as I can. AND no…there will be no…"oh he magically squirted a baby out of his penis…blahblahblahblah…". COME ON. :] C-SECTIONS PEOPLE. Penises are not for birthing babies!
Also..I'm sorry about the confusion. I know it's a bit iffy! But please bear with me. I'm trying to make this all fit in. There will be other Sequels with USXUK and the other pairings. :] Sorry about the confusion IPrussia.
Chapter 2:
Just a little time…
Canada wasn't sure of what had just happened, one minute he was laying a plate full of warm pancakes in front of Prussia; and the next he was standing between Prussia and his brother. Canada glared at America and placed his hands on his hips. Behind America stood an exasperated England, France who was grinning from ear to ear, and a frightened Italy. Italy? Why was Italy even here?
"Alfred. Back down!" Canada said firmly. He wasn't sure what his brother's problem was, but he wasn't letting his brother fight Prussia. It would not end well.
"NO! I cannot…and will not stand for this…ALBINO INTRUDER…to just sweep my little brother off his feet!" America protested, his arms crossed over his chest. He was a little taller than his brother, but their eyes stared straight into each other. "CANADA…Matty…move…"
"Don't act like this is just to help me, you just wanna be the hero and beat your chest like a cave man. So back off and play nice, unless you wanna start a war." Canada said, knowing he had the best of the argument.
America just stood there stunned for a moment, his jaw dropped. He could feel his resistance wavering slightly. His eyes never looking that hurt and shocked look that Canada carried on his face. America sighed softly and let his arms slide down, and then he turned a blazing look towards Prussia. He pointed and began to yell.
"FINE YOU WIN THIS ROUND! BUT I WILL RETURN AND A THOUSAND DEATHS WILL FALL UPON YOU IF YOU HURT MY BROTHER!" America yelled, his finger waving at Prussia who just stood there watching his idiocy.
"How…unawesome…" Prussia said tiredly, letting out a long yawn. He looked past America at the others and pointed. "Your buddies seem to think so too…"
America turned slightly and peeked at England, who had grown very red faced and was clenching his fists beside his body. The rage dripping off his aura was stifling. America promptly turned about to face England, scratching the back his head. France stepped forward and placed his hand on England's shoulder, this snapped England out of his anger. England's head turned towards France, he glared and pushed off his hand.
"Don't touch me frog boy." England said and walked inside a bit, plopping his body down on Canada's couch.
"So mean…well…Gilbo old buddy…" France said, looking at his fellow bad trio member, with a slight lecherous grin. "Have you deflowered our little maple boy yet?"
At that moment nearly all of the faces in the room became bright red, except for that of England. England knew exactly why France had followed them over. Prussia grabbed France by his forearm and dragged him towards the side hallway, leaving poor Canada leaning against the kitchen counter, red faced and speechless. England met America's face and quickly silenced the angry stuttering that had fallen from his lips. Italy, with a blank look upon his face, walked over to Canada.
"I didn't know you had flowers! Your home is always cold!" Italy said.
"Ow…OW! Jeez Gilbo, why must you be so rough with me?" France asked, pulling free from Prussia's grip. He crossed his arms over his chest and rubbed the place where Prussia had placed pressure.
"PLEASE, you came over with the distinct impression of embarrassing us about this whole thing!" Prussia spat out hatefully. He leaned back against the wall watching his friend.
"Yes, well, be that as it may. You of all people know that two countries coming together in a union is…special…" France said quietly and looked pointedly at Prussia.
"It's not like that, we are just trying to be normal. Have a normal life, A NORMAL RELATIONSHIP GODDAMMIT." Prussia yelled, and then winced when he heard Italy's soft voice call out.
"You guys aren't fighting in Canada's house right? You know how Germany would be really mad if you did!" Both of the men trembled at the thought. Especially Prussia, he had to go home eventually and tell his brother the news. It would definitely be a day to remember.
Prussia motioned his head to the living room and began walking back out. France made his way to the island that Canada was leaning against. France tugged at the curl that sprung out from Canada's head, similar to Italy's, however reaction was quite different.
"Mon ami, why don't we all eat dinner together?" France said, his voice low and smooth as ever.
Canada thought for a moment, his face growing red as France played with his curl. He pushed France's hand down and nodded.
"I guess that would be fine, Prussia what do you think?" Canada looked towards Prussia and smiled sweetly, obviously not wanting to cause anymore conflict.
Prussia nodded and sighed heavily, walked towards Canada and sliding his arm around the young man's waist. He pushed his face into Canada's neck breathing hotly against it.
"I guess so, although I wanted you all to myself tonight!" He pointedly looked towards America, gauging his reaction.
Before America could jump across the island, France smacked his hand on the table and made everyone including Italy, who had been spacing out, jump.
"AH! America, I left the bags of groceries in your car! Could you go get them?" France said, and placed his arm around America, steering him towards the front door. France turned back slightly and pointed towards England, who was busily picking at his sweater vest. "Don't let him in the kitchen, or your food will be awful!"
At that, England's face grew red and he waved a fist towards France who simply blew him a kiss in retort. America followed France out to his car, and while they were getting the ingredients, Canada started pulling out some cooking tools. He motioned towards Prussia and spoke to him in an almost whisper.
"I'm sorry about this…I know you were looking forward to spending some time alone." Canada said, placing the large glass bowl on the counter.
Prussia shook his head with a sly smile; he ran his fingers into Canada's beautiful golden locks. He leaned down and kissed Canada straight on the mouth and grinned when America came back in protesting about sex in the kitchen.
"It just means that we have to be extra careful so that they don't find out what we are doing…right" Prussia said softly and pulled his hands away from Canada. He walked out of the kitchen and sat beside England.
Canada heard him mention COD and challenged England to a game. This also caught America's attention, and poor Italy was left to sit beside Prussia. That left himself and France in the kitchen, the food and the prep. France began cutting vegetables and placing them in a clean colander. He instructed that they were making Ratatouille and that he needed the sauce to made. Canada set to make what needed to be made, casually glancing over to Prussia every so often. This night wasn't going as he had planned.
Prussia let his thumbs glide over the buttons on the Xbox controller. It was effortless to him. On the other hand, dear little England seemed to be having a difficult time. To his right was England and to the left…well was a frazzled and spaced out Italy.
"What are you doing here anyway Italy?" Prussia asked, his eyes never leaving the screen.
"AH! Yes, Germany asked me to come and check on you. Something about…the end of the world and poor Canada stuck in between a hard place and a rock…." At that last thought, Italy shrugged, his naïve innocence shining through.
Prussia knew exactly what his brother was getting at. He knew what his brother was doing and he didn't like him interfering in it. Prussia wanted a relationship away from all the stupid nation bullshit. However, there was a slight niche in the back of his mind, which had been eating at him since the Masquerade Ball at Austria's. Sure, they wouldn't be the first countries to do it; but the outcome of that could be disastrous. Hell, America and England had done it so many times it was nothing new. Prussia let his eyes slide away from the screen for a few seconds to glance at Canada. He was walking around the kitchen with France, cooking. Lord, all Prussia knew was that his pancakes were amazing. Canada noticed his gaze and smiled shyly, his face turning bright red. France gave him a lecherous smile that curdled his blood. Then as France's hand slid down Canada's back towards his bottom; Prussia threw a rather large metal vase at his head.
All the nations heard was a thunk and France's ungodly screech.
After an hour, everyone was stuffed and statisfied. Well…maybe not everyone. France was still holding a grudge against Prussia for that painful reminder thumping through his head. The first to leave was America and England, claiming they had business to attend to. Then France agreed to escort Italy home. As soon as they were gone, the air in the room thinned and relaxed. Both Prussia and Canada's faces were smiles.
"Well…no one got killed…" Canada said softly, walking to store away the leftovers and place the dishes in the dishwasher.
As he did so, Prussia walked up and slid his arms around Canada's waist. He leaned his head down until his forehead met the back of Canada's head. Canada could feel the hard bulge that pressed his in bottom, he pressed back against Prussia, causing him to groan deep in his throat.
"Stop that…or I won't be responsible for what happens to you…" Prussia said, his voice deep and thick with need.
"So…what if that was my intention…" Canada said softly, turning his body around to face Prussia. His slid his arms up around Prussia's neck. Letting his lower half grind against Prussia's.
"Mein gott![My god!]…do you understand how difficult it was to just watch you today?" Prussia asked, moving their bodies so that they could walk back to the couch.
"No…tell me Gilbo…" Canada said softly, sliding his fingers down to Prussia's neck. Rubbing and tracing figure eights around it. Prussia's neck was one of the few places Canada knew was sensitive. As he did that, Prussia pushed him backwards until they both fell on the couch together.
Lips mashing together in heated, hard kisses. Their hands traveling over each other's bodies, exploring and tugging at the offensive clothing that kept them from touching skin. Prussia pulled up, sitting back on his knees. He ran his fingers down around the edge of Canada's sweatshirt. He slid until his fingers met warm skin, then he splayed them across Canada's stomach; this caused Canada to shiver with excitement.
"I could barely resist snatching you away from the rest of them…and taking you right there on the kitchen floor…" Prussia said, tugging up the red sweatshirt off Canada's body. "I could barely wait until I could touch and taste your skin again…"
With that, Prussia leaned down and kissed Canada's stomach, licking and nipping his way up til he met Canada's mouth once more. Prussia slid his hand back down and tugged at the button on Canada's jeans, unsnapping it and jerking the zipper down. He slid his fingers inside and rubbed at Canada's hardening length through his boxer shorts.
"Hmmmm Gilbo…not yet…" Canada moaned softly into Prussia's mouth. He tugged at the black hoodie on Prussia's back. Wanting the offensive thing off immediately. He wanted to feel Prussia's hot skin underneath his fingers.
Prussia grinned and leaned up, he lifted up slight and grabbed Canada's arms. He pushed them up and held them above Canada's head. He leaned back down and began nibbling, licking and sucking on Canada's neck. Letting one hand explore Canada's chest and belly. He begins rubbing gently at Canada's nipples, making them perky. Then Prussia slid down a little and began to lick and suck on them.
"G…Gil…Gilbo!" Canada cried out softly, squirming against Prussia's body. He was torturing him with this type of play. Canada could feel his lower region burning and aching to be touched.
"What?" Prussia asked wearing a snarky grin across his face. He loosened his grip on Canada's hands and finally released them. "What Mattie…want me to stop?"
"Of course not! YOU IDIOT!" Canada said, grabbing a hold of Prussia's hoodie and tugging at it until it came off. He pushed himself up until he could sit on his knees. "I want…I want you to take me…"
Prussia grinned once more, before his face broke into an almost animalistic expression. Prussia stood up and tugged at Canada's hand. Canada stood and looked at him, slightly confused. Prussia grinned and pushed Canada until he turned around, with his back facing him. He slid his hands around Canada's small waist and pressed his back to Prussia hard front.
"How about we take this to the bedroom? We can be as loud as we like there…and we wouldn't have to worry about your brother…" Prussia said 'Brother' with a slight sarcastic tone. "Interrupting our fun!"
Canada nodded shyly and pushed back until he was up on his feet. He began walking backward until he got to the stairs that led up to the second floor…and his rather cozy bedroom. Prussia followed, slowing stepping towards Canada. His eyes glowing bright red; feral smile plastered on his face. This was something he had wanted since the first time he had seen Canada's hot body in the hot springs at Japan's place. Canada walked up the stairs, sliding off his jeans…leaving only his boxers on. Prussia watched hungrily, he drooled slightly. His mind circling around numerous dirty thoughts involving Canada in rather outrageous scenes. As he came back to realization, Canada had slipped off the boxers and thrown them over his head, Prussia pulled off the boxers, tossing them behind his head and quickly making his way to Canada. Who has sat down on the steps, his legs spread slightly, his fingers sliding down to stroke his own length.
"Do I make you horny?" Canada asked half heartedly. He watched as Prussia walked up and then placed himself between Canada's legs.
Prussia placed kisses down the inner of Canada's thighs, sliding his fingers down as he did. This made Canada sigh with pleasure and arch his body up in wanting. His length began hardening and throb. Prussia pushed Canada up against the wall roughly, pushing his face down until he encountered Canada's erection. He grasped it gently, pumping up and down; watching Canada's face break out into pleasurable expressions. It was an exciting sight to see. Canada's body was covered in a light sheen of perspiration, his hips and body jerking as Prussia stroked him; and the sounds escaping Canada's mouth were so sinful he should have been placed in a porn movie.
"Gilbo! GOD GILBO!" Canada cried out, his fingers kneading into Prussia's shoulders. Canada could feel the heat of Prussia's mouth against his already throbbing length. "Gilbo…please? I can't stand much more teasing!"
Prussia grinned and slid Canada's length deep into his mouth and began sucking. His tongue swirling and rubbing against his pleasure spot. He began to move in the same strokes as his hand had been stroking earlier. Canada gasped and writhed against Prussia's mouth, his whole body thrumming with pleasure as Prussia stroked his length with that wicked tongue of his. Prussia could taste the precum seeping out of Canada's length. He was so horny and pent up, he couldn't wait to sink his long length into Canada's sweet hole. But this so was much more fun. Teasing and hearing the whimpers and pleading cries from Canada's lips. Canada threaded his fingers into Prussia's hair and pulled him up to his mouth, sliding his tongue in; he could taste his own saltyness in Prussia's mouth.
"Take me…NOW!" Canada said roughly, tugging at Prussia's pant. He slid them down until he could feel Prussia's hard length poking against his thigh. He slid his fingers around it and began stroking.
"God…Mattie!" Prussia gasped out, thrusting his hips against Canada's hand. It was so hard not to shove Canada down against the stairs and take him right there… "Let's go to the bed…"
Canada nodded and stood up, he turned quickly and ran into the bedroom. Behind him Prussia was struggling with his pants, but soon tore them off and threw them on the steps. He bounded up the stairs, two at a time; then walked into the bedroom. His eyes went straight to the curvaceous body lying across the bed. Canada was splayed out, legs spread, and hands stroking himself; he was a sight to see. Prussia walked over, he crawled up onto the bed between Canada's legs and leaned down to kiss him.
"Are you sure you want this? Are you sure you want me?" Prussia asked, he was a fallen nation. Often ignored and tolerated by other nations, but lately even his own brother had been including him in official business.
"I want you…I want you with me, inside me…" Canada said and wrapped his arms around Prussia's neck; he stared into the albino's beautiful red eyes and smiled shyly. "I want you…because you're the only person who can see me for who I am…"
Prussia smiled and placed his hands on Canada's hips, lifting them so he could press his length against the entrance of Canada's ass. He looked up once more to Canada's face for any sign of doubt. When he saw none, he began pressing inside inch by agonizing inch. Canada threw back his head and moaned loudly, it felt as if he were being ripped in two. It was painful, but as soon as Prussia was lodged deep in his body, his tip rubbing over and over against his prostrate. It was like pleasure was all he could ever feel. Prussia began rocking his hips back and forth, sliding in and out of Canada's tight, hot body. It felt like he was going to explode already, but he told himself to hold back and draw the pleasure out. Prussia kept thrusting in and out, his body tightening in pleasure. It became so unbearingly pleasurable that he panted and moaned along with Canada.
"Prussia! I'm gonna cum! I can't hold back any more!" Canada cried out, his whole body tenses and spasming as he came, his sticky seed splattered across Prussia and his own stomachs. As he finished, panting and gasping Prussia had just begun. He shot his hot seed deep inside Canada, uncaring that he had forgotten the condom in the living room.
As they both began to settle down and lay on the bed beside each other, laughing and quietly talking about their relationship misadventures. Their night was filled with ecstasy and sleepless rounds of amusement. Eventually they both fell into a deep, much needed sleep. Each with a smile upon their face.
Alright Guys! :] That's chapter two! Sorry it was SOOOOO LATE! I understand how many of you are confused about how I ended Canadian Masquerade! I AM REALLY SORRY! Please bear with me! I am going to continue with each individual pairing in their own mini story and then most likely bring it together in the end! The other couples I will most likey write are AmericaXEngland [that's a given…CANNOT GET ENOUGH OF THEM!], AustriaXHungary [Obviously because you all didn't get to see Hungary perform her 'Dare' with Austria!], GermanyXItaly, FranceXSeychelles[ yes yes I know it's not what EVERYONE does but IDC I'm doing this pairing because I love them together!], and finally I will most likely finish the mini stories with a random couple I felt could use some love!
If you have any suggestions or any couples you want a story for or you think deserves some fanfic love…LET ME KNOW! I won't know unless you tell me!
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Alright next chapter will be up sometime in the next week! I am hoping before Christmas! But if it doesn't I will try and get it up after Christmas! 3
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And if we don't meet before it!
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OH and heres my Fanfic Goals before the end of the year!
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Chapter 3 For 'Maple Syrup Fixes Everything'
Chapter 1 [and possibly Chapter 2] of my Harry Potter fanfic [Pairing is HarryXDraco, LuciusXSnape, HermoineXRon, TwinsXOC![Still working on the OC MESSAGE ME IF YOU HAVE ANY IDEAS FOR ME!, and possibly some Voldie lovin….not sure what I want yet.]
And possibly Chapter 1 of another fanfic I have been thinking over [involves Zombies and the apocalypse!]
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