A/N: So these one-shots are going to be based mostly off of songs. (Because being the fan girl I am every time I hear a song I think USUK. XD) This first one is based off of the song Hands Clean by Alanis Morisette. So the summary of this is that Arthur is a well off business man (23) and then he meets a young intern who is none other than Alfred Jones (18). I know Al is biologically 19, but just to put a bigger gap between the two. I made him 18. And this little meeting is where things get messy! First part is from Arthur's POV and then it switches to Alfred. (Just like the song! Hehe I feel cool!) Hope ya like ^.^ BTW HAPPY BIRTHDAY ARTIE!

Disclaimer: I don't own Hands Clean or Hetalia sadly. :(

Chapter 1: Under Rug Swept

"My name is Alfred F. Jones!"

I sighed. I had seen his kind before. They were cocky and thought they would get the job with their oh so impressive resume. "Alright Mr. Jones why don't you take a seat over there while I take a look at your resume?" The boy smiled, "Sure thing Mister uh Kirkland sir!" Alfred really was the Golden Boy everyone was saying. He had gotten into Yale, and was currently studying business. His GPA was currently 3.90. He had played football, basketball, and baseball in high school and had been in theatre and modeling as well. This boy was set. And on top of that he had soft wheat colored hair and the most beautiful cerulean colored eyes I had ever seen. His glasses framed his eyes perfectly. His suit was basically hugging his toned body. I began to look away and sip my tea. I needed to calm down. I wasn't thinking clearly.

"Mr. Kirkland sir...Are you alright?"

"You're- You're hired!" I literally gasped out my answer. I felt my heart beating like a mad man. And my hands were tingling.

"What? really? I'm so glad! But sir, are you alright?" He said it with real emotion, his eyes glowered with concern. He really was a Golden Boy.

"Yes. Your main job will just be to act like my secretary. So, anytime I need anything you'll come to me immediately. Got that?"

Alfred smiled, "Yes sir! Anything you want right now?"

I smirked, "A cup of Earl Grey from the near by café will do nicely, boy."

"Right away sir!" The boy ran out in all his perfection. I hated him for it. I used this time I had to collect myself. I was Arthur Kirkland, the CEO of a well off business. I was not going to let some boy drive me to a corner. The door creaked open.

"Mr. Kirkland sir, I got you your tea, and a scone on the side!" My god, the boy's smile was dazzling. He looked so mature, so earnest. I ran a modeling company, so of course most of my interns and models were young and attractive. But Alfred, was beautiful.

After a few days, the question still bugged me. "Say, Alfred. You're a smart boy and you could be running your own business if you wanted. Why work for me?"

Red dusted the boy's cheeks. He was pouring me tea and he just froze. He turned to look me in the eyes. His cerulean orbs were dazed with something I couldn't register at the time. He said, "I admire you Mr. Kirkland. You modeled here and then you just took over in a couple years. I really think it's amazing and that maybe...I could do the same!" He came closer to my desk while I backed up into a corner. "I've read so much about you Mr. Kirkland-" He took my hand and kissed it. "You came from nothing-" He gradually moved up my arm, placing kisses on every part. "Yet you worked hard and gained so much." I could feel a lump form in my throat. Damn the boy for being so wise beyond his years. "I love you for that, Mr. Kirkland," His whisper sent a tingle down my spine. I couldn't control myself. "Alfred!" I gasped. He placed his soft tender lips against mine while I tangled my arms in his hair. He leaned me against the desk. It hurt like hell, but felt so good at the same time.

"This could get messy..." I gasped.

He smiled lustfully, "I don't mind."

He kissed me with more hunger this time. His tongue slowly slipped into mine and we fought for dominance. I moaned as he ran his hands down my back and touched places that hadn't been touched in years. I removed his glasses. He removed my jacket. This went on until we were both bare and exposed. I dare not say any more details of what occurred. It had gotten messy, and the office was in need of much cleaning afterwards. We continued where we left off in my condo. If only we could do this without a need to hide. If only he could be mine.

This affair we had was kept from everyone. No one would suspect a thing, I hope.

Arthur was more beautiful than the pictures showed. His smooth milky skin, bushy eyebrows, and God the emeralds in his eyes. And here I was, holding this angel. I kissed his beautiful neck as he gasped in pleasure. He deserved it. He deserved to be held, to be kissed everywhere, to be pleasured. I whispered into his ear, "We'll fast forward to a few years later and no one will know except the both of us." He looked at me with red dusted on his cheeks and eyes filled with lust. He placed his pink lips on mine and wrapped his legs around my waist. I breathed softly into his ear, "Your hands are clean of this."Arthur said that in a few years he would marry me and that we could move in together so long as I keep myself well and keep being "The Golden Boy". He lets me call him Arthur at work now. I hope no one has noticed our intimacy. I swear that I will prove to him I am good enough for him. I will surpass him.

Alfred often wore jeans and a fit t shirt. It's a shame though. He's such a beautiful thing when he's done up properly. I want to marry him and make him mine. He's so beautiful, that Golden Boy. I hope he can overlook this supposed crime.

A/N: This is pretty short and to the point honestly. The sequel to this (You Oughta Know) will be much longer and more angsty. This is made for Artie's bday! Yay he's like 1112 years old now! Yeah idk that was a lucky guess XD BTW sorry about my lack of smut. I don't really write that stuff and am uncomfortable in doing so. My other fic "A Lost Cause" will have much more smut. Keep readin! And if you have any song suggestions just review or msg me :D. Please R & R.