Himayura Hidekaz owns Hetalia.

Warning- May contain some racial slurs or "speaking the lord(s) name in vain." I don't mean to offend ANYONE!

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It was about a day and a half since Ludwig called his brother. They were just about finish with their lunches, when they heard knocking on the door. Ludwig closed his eyes and sighed.

"I really hope he didn't kill anybody with his fast, and I'm sure, reckless, driving..." He got up from the table to open the door for his "guest."

"BRUDER~!" The albino man laughed, while "hugging" Ludwig around his neck. A tiny, yellow bird followed after him, and started flying circles around the two.

"Hallo, bruder..." Ludwig growled. "Let go of me, before you hurt someone."

"Why are you speaking english, huh? Oh, right! You have an American now!" He let go of his brother and helped himself inside of the house. "Where is he?"

"In the kitchen, probably. We were eating lunch."

Gilbert ran right into the kitchen, where he found the person he was looking for. "HEY! Are you that famous American every body is talking about?"

Alfred turned around to look at the man. "What do you mean?"

"You're a pretty big deal in these parts of the east. I'm Gilbert, by the way." He held a hand out for the American.

Alfred stood up so he could take Gilbert's hand in his own. "Alfred." He couldn't keep his eyes off of Gilbert's face, especially his red eyes and silver hair.

"Pretty awesome, huh?" Gilbert smirked. "I'm double the awesome, because I don't need to avoid the sun like other albinos, though tanning lotion is always a good thing on occasion." He held out a finger, so his bird would land on it. "And this is Gilbird~!"

"Uh-huh..." Alfred wasn't the smartest person out there, but he could still see a pattern going on.

Ludwig walked into the kitchen from the living room. "I see you're getting along with my brother."

"What?" Alfred looked at Gilbert, and then back at Ludwig. The hyperactive, full of himself, albino man, was related to the strict, cruel, clean, takes-no-nonsense man...

"Well, let's go get your brother~!" Alfred gasped. Gilbert smiled and started walking out of the room.

"Wait a minute, Gilbert. I haven't even finish eating, yet."

Gilbert's smile went away, and was replaced by a serious face, instead. "The sooner we go, the better for him, right?"

'Gilbert's right.' Ludwig sighed. "Fine. Let's go, Alfred." Alfred nodded and ran up to the two. "I'll be driving."

"I think my car is in the way. I can drive."

'I really don't want to know how he got over here so quickly...' Ludwig thought to himself. "You don't know where to go, do you?"

"Well... Maybe not, but you can always direct me!"

"Fine." Ludwig finally gave in. "Just follow the speed limit, okay?"

"Of course!"

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Alfred sat in the back of the car, alone. He sat behind Ludwig. He didn't want to see Ludwig's face. Plus, he was almost afraid of what would happen if he sat behind Gilbert, judging on how they were talking to each other.

Gilbert was driving faster than they would in America, but the other cars around them would drive at around the same speed. He didn't care. If it was any other situation, he would probably be having fun, with this fast driving, but not right now...

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Matthew was hugging his knees to make room in the cramp cage. The cage was obviously made to hold large dogs, and not people, but they locked the door in place with a pad lock.

He hid his face into his knees. Never again would he be able to see his family. He would never be able to find his missing brother. He would nev-

"Mattie!" His head snapped up.

'That voice...' He gasped and uncurled his body. "A-Al?!"

A familiar hand cupped his cheek, and he leaned into the touch. "Don't worry, Mattie. You're okay, now."

"Alfred, what are you doing here?!" Oh, how he wished that he could see his brother, but he lost his glasses a while ago.

"Rescuing you, of course!"

"No, I mean... Why are you here? Where is "here," anyway?"

"I... I'll explain everything later."

The hand left, making him whimper, before he heard the cage unlock and open. He immediately crawled over to his brother,- or, so he assumed- and hugged him.

"A-Al!" He started crying into Alfred's chest.

"Ssh... It's okay, now."

They heard some German being spoken to them, but they couldn't understand it.

"Okay. Let's go." Another, unfamiliar to Matthew's, voice told the two. Alfred stood up, making Matthew stand up right with him. "He is free to go, but I would suggest against it right now. At least until I can gain the money so he will be immune to being kidnapped again, and sold as a slave."

"Wh... What are you talking about? And who are you?!"

"Again, we will explain everything, later."

"Here..." Alfred took off his glasses, and placed them over Matthew's eyes. "Can you see better?"

Matthew looked around. "Y... Yes!" He saw a well-built man, the man who kept him captive for a day and a half, and an albino man, standing behind Alfred.

"We should get going. The story will take a long time to explain, and I would much rather we explain everything at my place..."

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"So... Some people were in Mexico to kidnap other people to sell them for money, and that's how we were caught?"

"Basically."

"And, because it was Mexico, into here, all of this is completely legal?!"

Gilbert sighed. "Yeah... Normally, they would just collect people with debts, but when they found two Americans-"

"Actually, we're American-Canadian. It's kind of a long story."

"Okay, then American-Canadians, they saw a lot of cash. Still, I don't think it's considered as "illegal," because that happened in Mexico, and this is Germany. Which is complete bullshit, if you ask me!"

'Gilbert's anti-slavery?' Matthew asked himself. "S-So... Now what?"

"We will work on getting the money to have you immune to being kidnapped and sold as a slave, again. We will also gain the money to bring you back to America." Ludwig told him.

"And what about Alfred?"

"Alfred is mine. He will stay as so for the rest of our lives."

"What if I "accidently" work so much, to pay off this "debt" I apparently have with you?" Alfred asked.

Matthew's eyes widened a little, and Ludwig turned to Alfred.

"I've been keeping track of what you owe me, daily. I'm counting food, by the way. I could be starving you, but I'm not. You are not going to be able to leave for a long, long time."

Matthew looked at Alfred, who was already looking into his eyes. They stared at each other for a second, before Matthew cleared his voice to talk again.

"Then... I suppose that I should at least thank you for rescuing me..."

"You are very welcome. Alfred was worried, and, I understand how it is, having a brother."

Alfred couldn't help but to smile. 'Mattie understands! Twin-understanding-powers are so AWESOME! Wait a second... Twin-mind-reading-powers... Yeah. That sounds better.'

'He has a big "debt" to pay off to Ludwig. It would help, if I could find out how much the "debt" is... Why do I get the feeling that Alfred is cheering in his head about this?'

"I'm sure you are hungry. Let me make a meal for you."

"I-I'm sorry for asking, but... Wh-Why are you being so nice to me..?"

Ludwig shrugged. "Again, I know what it's like, worrying about an older brother. At least, with this, Alfred can worry a little less about you, and maybe I'll stop imagining what it would be like for me if you were Gilbert."

"Oh... Thank you..."

"Hey..." Gilbert tugged on Ludwig's shirt. "I have a suggestion that will help you, but I think I should talk to you and Alfred about it, but without Matthew." He whispered by Ludwig's ear.

Ludwig sighed. "Come into the kitchen with me, Alfred. We need to discuss some things... Apparently."

"Okay..." Alfred looked at Matthew, who just nodded. He followed the two other brothers into the kitchen.

"What is it that you wanted to say, now?"

"Right, um... I was thinking that I could take Matthew home with me, instead-"

"What?!" Alfred snapped.

"Just, hear me out. Would you really want Matthew to be around whenever Ludwig, or anyone, takes you? I promise, I wouldn't do anything. Hell, that's even illegal for me to do."

"Plus, I will have to pick up jobs, making other's slaves more submissive, to gain the money for his immunity and ride home quicker. I'm sure he wouldn't want to stay for that."

"I'll let him call Ludwig's phone everyday, so you can check up on him!"

"Alright... Whatever will be best for him."

"Great~!" Gilbert said, enthusiastically.

Alfred raised an eyebrow. "Why are you so happy to be having my brother living with you?"

"I get lonely sometimes, having only Gilbird to talk to." Gilbird chirped and pecked on him on the top of his head. "Ah, dammit, Gilbird! It's not my fault that you don't speak in any language but bird!" Alfred chuckled at the little bird.

"Alright. Now, out. Both of you."

"Aw, but Luddy~ I could help~!"

"Luddy?" Alfred repeated.

Ludwig gritted his teeth. "Out!"

Both Gilbert, and Gilbird, left the kitchen while chuckling, with Alfred following after them.

"So, um..." Alfred scratched the back of his neck. "Matthew?"

Matthew looked up at Alfred. 'Did he just call me by my actual name? Something's wrong...'

"Um, we decided that it would be best for you to live with Gilbert-"

"Wh-What? But, Al-"

"I don't really like it, either, but it's better to have you stay with Gilbert, than here. Just... Trust me on that one."

"I promise, I won't bite... Unless you want me to?"

Alfred's eyes widened. "Don't!"

"Hey, calm down! I was just offering. Geez~..."

"But, Alfred... What about you? What am I going to do without you?"

Alfred folded his arms against his chest, and looked away. "Just trust me. You really don't want to be here..."