well i was expecting this to be out sooner but since bed frames are of the devil and like to eat me ill tell you at the end if you want to know its really funny well anyway enjoy! also i have a special gift for all of you hope you like

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"Mmmmnngggh." Canada groaned eyelids fluttering.

"Mathieu?" he heard a voice squeak with a strong French accent. It was easy to tell from the one word just how worried the man was. Slowly the Canadian nation opened his eyes letting them adjust to the harsh hospital light. When he could see clearly, well as clear as he could see without his glasses, his sight was greeted with a sleep deprived looking France on one side of him and a sleeping America on the other.

"Papa? Wh what are you doing here?" he asked glad that this time he remembered why he was in the hospital and it's not like the pain in his wrists was going to let him forget.

"Worrying about you of course." Francis said ruffling his hair "What were you thinking?"

"I… I'm just tired of being alone and not being wanted."

"Mon enfant you're not alone and trust me you are wanted." Smiled the older nation.

"If he wanted me why doesn't he be with me!" his eyes began watering.

"Because he loves you."

"What? That makes no sense."

"Remember who were talking about. He is the most narcissistic person in the world. Except, when it comes to you." France said "He thinks that he is the reason you keep getting hurt and having bad things happen to you. He doesn't want to see you hurt so he is forcing himself to stay away from and trust me its killing him."

"Да he's a mess." A voice said making Mathew, along with the rate on the heart monitor, jump. He turned to look at the corner by his brother to see a tall Russian standing there how he had missed him he did not know.

"How, how do you know?" he whispered.

"When he got kicked out of or banned from all the bars and alcohol selling stores in Germany he started coming to mine. I've never seen someone drink so much." Russia replied.

"He… he, why?"

"He says it dulls the pain of being away from you but he'll live with it because you're better off without him."

"But I'm not!" Canada cried tears rolling down his face.

Ivan looked at him sadly "You have no idea how many times we've told him that. Even Germany told him that and he still didn't listen."

"It probably doesn't help that England keeps making sure that he thinks you're happy and safe." the Frenchman added.

"England's…" he trailed off as they both nodded.

Almost as if on cue England flung the door open and walked in glaring at France and Russia. He pursed his lips when he looked at Canada "What were you thinking young man! Why in the world would you want to take your own life?"

"Get out." he replied quietly.

"What?"

"GET OUT!" Mathew screamed "Get Out Arthur! I Hate You!"

"Mathew what's gotten into you?"

"OUT!" he screamed once more causing England to back out of the room in shock.

Later that week when Russia and America had come home from taking Canada home from the hospital they were both laying in bed together neither wanting to sleep.

"Vanya…" Alfred said.

"Yes?" the Russian replied looking over at his lover.

"Do you think its right to keep them apart?" he didn't even have to say their names and he knew who he was talking about.

"I see you're no longer sure you agree with and want to help England. But no I don't think its right. You're doing to your little brother and Prussia what England tried to do to us." Russia said staring into his sapphire blue eyes.

"Your right. What do you think I should do?"

"Tell Prussia about what happened and everything."

"I hope he listens." the sunflower blond sighed as he sat up and started to get out of bed.

"Where do you think you're going?" Vanya asked wrapping his arm around Alfred's waist and pulling him into his chest.

"Going to find Prussia." he blushed at the sudden closeness.

"Not right now you're not. Your mine." he growled licking the shell of his ear, making him shiver.

"Mmm Vanya." He hummed turning to face the larger man. America grinned at him before wrapping his arms around his neck and pulling him down into a kiss.

Pulling back Russia licked his lips "Yum." Before diving back for a passionate kiss, tongue sliding into the others mouth, tasting and caressing everything. The other blond moaned into the kiss, arching his body into the older nation. He gasped as he felt something hard grind into his leg.

"Hard already I see." Alfred teased pushing and rubbing his leg against the largers boxers making his lover groan huskily and buck into him. He was feeling rather triumphant until a large hand slipped inside his own bowers giving his half hard erection a firm stroke. He didn't even have a chance to bite back the moan that left his lips.

"So are you." giggled the Russian, stroking him again.

"I… I think I may need to 'train' you again." America growled, eyes gleaming.

"I agree, cowboy." he smirked, watching as America leaned over him reaching under the bed. When he came back up he straddled his lover and flipped his cowboy hat onto his head, a wide grin splitting his face. Russia opened his mouth to say something else but was interrupted when he groaned loudly because the blond on top of him ground their clothed erections together creating a sweet friction.

"Ya ready fer the ride o' yer life big boy?" Alfred winked, stripping them both of their boxers.

"Shouldn't I prepaaah~!" Ivan nearly screamed as he was suddenly engulfed in the Americans tight ass. And said man let out a groan so sexily loud he swore it made the house shake. He lay there panting and resisting the need to thrust in favor of waiting for Alfred to be ready.

It wasn't long before America was moving up and down on Russia's cock, expertly riding it. He was doing a pretty good job at keeping his moans quiet until Vanya bucked up into him. His cock slam into his prostate making him scream in both surprise and pleasure.

"You… You're a cheater." He panted resuming his pace only to be interrupted again by the lower nations bucking, causing even more loud moans to escape him.

"How am I a cheater?" the Russian teased, bucking again.

"You, ah, dis…distracting me!"

"Oh you mean this?" he teased bucking up again, harder, eliciting a scream like moan from him "I was under the impression you liked it."

"Never said I didn't." smirked Alfred as he began to ride him faster his climax nearing. Ivan groaned in pleasure, tipping his head back before thrusting up one last time as he came shooting his seed into his blond lover. America moaned loudly as he was filled with searing heat and climaxed himself. By the time he came down from his blissful high Russia's torso was splattered by ribbons of white.

Breathing heavy, Alfred pulled off of the other and collapsed next to him on the bed. Ivan smiled softly and pulled him into his arms holding him close, ignoring the sticky feeling on his chest. They lay there cuddling and whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears until sleep over took them both.

what did you think enjoy your little gift?

so story yes i was at my Americas house laying on her bed which is beyond comfy and were listening to music and Dont Stop Believing by Journey comes on and she jumps up and tells me to dance with her so to get up i barrel roll off her bed and hit my knee right on the edge of her bed fram and gash my knee open and so know i cant bend my knee and am limping everywhere

i know im an idiot but im still awesome and i hope it scares that'd be so cool to girls aren't supposed to like having scars or so im told aaaanyway moving on

review or Americas bed will eat me completely and you shall have no happy ending to story