The ground was covered in a beautiful solid white blanket a wicked cold snow. The time for Holiday shopping was over with; however, Alfred still hadn't bought a single gift. He had so much to do and so little time. Alfred grumbled and rolled over in bed only to end up face to face with Arthur. The American smiled and pulled the angel closer. Arthur opened his eyes and wondered how the hell he got like this. It was too early for this hugging cuddling stuff. "Good morning my little pervert~." Alfred whispered into the Brit's ear before giving it a playful bite. Arthur got red and pushed on Alfred's strong chest only to find that it was nothing but skin. This caused him to blush deeper.

"I-I-I'm not a bloody pervert you twat, let me go!"

"Are you sure about that. You're the one who crawled into my bed. In addition, don't couples normally share a bed if their screwing each other." Alfred then ran a hand in between Arthur's legs and grouped him lightly. The Brit yelped and fell off the bed. He cussed loudly and stayed flat on his back. The American crawled over to his bedside and peeked down at his fallen lover. The blanket covered most of Arthur's body; he grabbed it and pulled it over his head. Alfred joined Arthur on the ground; his hands pulled the blanket off to around Arthur's torso. His hand went to the angel's wrist and he gripped them tightly. Alfred smiled and kissed Arthur with out a sound. The kiss was short and simple; it left them both hungry for more. However, that would have to wait until later. Alfred stood and helped his lover to his feet.

"What was that all about?"

"It was a goodbye kiss; I have to go out for awhile." Alfred said as his hand rubbed the top of the Brit's hair ruffling it up.

"What for? Isn't it too early for that anyways?" Arthur grumbled and smacked the other man's hand. The American smiled and hugged the angle, pinning his arms to his sides.

"I'm not telling you! And its almost noon silly." He told him playfully and kissed him again while dragging him over to the door. With a small push, Alfred kicked Arthur outside the door. Once alone, he got dressed and left his room. The angel's face was blank he said nothing. Alfred smiled at the face and went around preparing to leave. He grabbed his car key and waved goodbye. Watching from the window in the living room Arthur waved back. He had been planning something very special for Alfred, however he was freaked out about it. Still watching the world from the window, he saw Matthew pull into the driveway. God really was looking out for him after all. He pressed his hands together and whispered a fast little thanks. The Canadian walked out of the car with boxes in his hands. Arthur opened the door for him and quickly helped with the boxes. The sooner Matthew was done the sooner he could talk to him.

"Matthew may I ask a rather personal question?" He asked weakly. Matthew looked at him.

"Is Alfred here or his he out doing some shopping? He dose this every year, buys gifts the day before you know. Nevertheless, if he is gone I will be more then happy to answer that question." Matthew took a seat on the couch and patted the open seat next to him. Arthur joined him as he began to fidget with his shirt. He didn't know how to word what was on his mind so that it didn't sound like he was a pervert. Only the Lord knew how embarrassed he was. The other man seemed to being leaning closer, waiting to hear the other speak. The Brit gulped.

"How dose Alfred like it? I thought that you being his brother and all would know, brother tell each other this kind of stuff right?" Arthur blushed wildly when he looked to see that a pure look of surprise covered Matthew's face. The Brit hid his face from view.

"Wait are you telling me that you guys haven't fucked yet!?" He could have sworn that the two of them were sexually active. The way they looked at each other and acted with each other made it seem like they were doing it and doing it a lot at that. Arthur nodded his head and got even redder then Matthew thought was possible.

"I've never done….it before." Arthur mumbled and could feel Matthew's eyes burning into his flesh.

"Oh my God you're a virgin! Arthur maybe you should use that!" Matthew told him and looked at the clock. He grumbled and stood up.

"Are you leaving so soon?" Arthur asked finally looking up. The other man nodded and growled something about having to cook pancakes. Matthew waved and rushed out the door. The Brit sighed that was useless to him.

~~~Christmas Night~~~

Matthew sat with Gilbert and Arthur on the small couch. They were crammed together but he didn't mind it only made him that much closer to Gilbert. Arthur however, looked uneasy; it was funny in a twisted mean sort of way. Alfred handed out the gifts. What they all got was of little importance. But Alfred did get a year supply of XXS condoms from Ivan. The Brit blushed and didn't bother to ask. He could tell by the look on Alfred's face, that this was some kind of inside joke that he would not under stand. That and he didn't want to know. The room filled with the sweet smell of holiday food. Their stomachs all growled at once. Gilbert being the proclaimed hungriest was first at the table with a fork and knife in his hands. Matthew rolled his eyes and followed the group. He noticed that Arthur hasn't said a word since their little chat. A smile formed on his face. Virgins were so funny to mess with. Alfred planted the turkey onto the table and ripped a leg off for himself. "Dig in everyone!" He yelled and took a huge bite out of the drumstick. Arthur and Matthew both cut them selves some turkey and calmly ate. While the two egotistical bastards made fools of them selves.

"Will you slow down you damn yankee, if you get sick I won't be able to give you your bloody gift!" The words had slipped before he could even try to stop them. His face lit up at once and Matthew started to choke on the bite of turkey. In addition, all Alfred could do was yell…

"You got me a gift!"

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I'm so sorry that I've updated this chapter so late. I was busy with school and I'm taking two English classes (one is just for the fun of it) so yeah. You guys need to inform me if you like the changes I'm going to try to make in my writing. Miss. Forman is really strict and a grammar Nazi, so that might improve. I hope it dose!! But once again I'm really sorry this is late.

I'm really sorry for the late update. I was really busy with school and some how deleted the file….I have no idea how I did so. Yeah I will try to get back on track!