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!

APHAPHAPH

Ivan stared at the two naked men on one of his many guest beds. Nicolas was sleeping on Alfred's chest, with his arms sprawled out lazily. He almost couldn't believe it.

His little half brother.

His clingy, obsessive, easily annoyed, little half brother, who wants to marry his older half brother... Had his arms wrapped around another man's neck.

And they were both naked. Which means that Nicolas probably wasn't a virgin anymore, either.

Maybe. Assuming he was before. Ivan doesn't know. He only assumes.

(Because, like Hell was he going to have sex with his half-brother. Unthinkable.)

He felt like celebrating.

"Wakey-uppy, little love birds~!" He sang out.

Nicolas woke up first. He was holding his head and groaning. "Why does my head fucking hurt... 'Not to mention..."

"Do you want me to get you a pill, Nicolas?"

"That would be great..." He groaned again. Ivan's footsteps were like a bag of cinder blocks, falling on concrete, in front of a megaphone. 'Why does my ass hurt as w...' His eyes snapped open. In front of him, was a naked, still sleeping Alfred. Realization kicked in just then. "Oh my God!" He screamed.

Alfred jumped in shock. "What's going on?!"

"DAMMIT, DO YOU HAVE TO SCREAM?!"

Alfred stared at the man, who was still lying on him. He soon realized that they were both completely naked, and his face heated up from the memory of last night.

"What... Was I even thinking, last night?!"

"Um... Something about wanting to "thank me properly."

"I can't fucking..." Nicolas got off of Alfred and turned his back on him.

"It wasn't THAT bad, was it?" Both of their faces flushed beet red at this point. 'Still, that WAS my first time, doing it in the ass... WHAT AM I THINKING?!'

Ivan walked in again, which embarassed Alfred even more. "Good morning, you two~!" He chirped and set two pills and a glass of water on a side table. "I'm sure you two wouldn't mind sharing the same glass of water for your headache pills, right?"

Alfred stared at Ivan, wide-eyed and mouth agape in disbelief. "Why are you so happy about this? It doesn't... I mean, we were both drunk...ish... I was buzzed, at least..."

"That's actually a really good question. I was saving myself for you, and you know that, big brother! I broke my promise, so... Why are you so happy?"

Russia scratched the back of his neck. "Well... That's... Going to take a while to explain, and breakfast is getting cold, so... After we eat, okay? I promise I'll explain then."

"Okay..."

"Take your pills, and meet me downstairs."

"Thanks for the pill." Alfred said. He was about to take it, but he stopped himself. "Your hangover is probably worse than mine."

Nicolas grunted, and took his pill, before getting dressed, and leaving without another word. Alfred had to put on the clothes he wore yesterday.

'I completely forgot to bring a pack of clothes!'

Downstairs now, Ivan's smile haven't left his face. In fact, Alfred swear that it even stretched out further. (As if that was possible.) Ravis and Toris also looked pleased.

'Did the air get a little thinner, in this place?' Alfred asked himself.

"Sit down and eat, Alfred~!"

He noticed that the only available seat, was between Ravis, and... Nicolas. He was looking away from Alfred. He hesitantly sat in the empty seat and started cutting his food up into little pieces. Ivan stared at him while he was doing this for about thirty seconds.

"Aren't you going to eat, Alfred? It's not drugged, if that's what you're thinking."

Alfred snapped out of his own little, awkward world. "Hm? Oh, no, it's not that. 'Sorry..." He brought a fork full of food (he didn't know what it was) to his mouth. "Holy shit... This is... Amazing."

"Thank you." Toris said, in a meak tone of voice. "I made it special. Speaking of which, do you enjoy the food, Nicolas?"

He was fully expecting a grunt, or a rude remark from Nicolas, but instead, he got a "Yeah" with Nicolas eating small, bite-size pieces of the food. Toris tilted his head.

"Are you okay? You look pale."

Nicolas' face heated up when he heard Toris say that. "I'm always pale. I was born pale."

"Now you look red. Are you sure you're not sick? Alfred, you look completely red, too!" Ivan giggled at Toris' out of character obliviousness.

"I'm sure they're okay. It was probably too warm for them last night, and they're still feeling the heat of the comfortable bed, and the upstairs bedroom."

Nicolas stood up right then. "I'm done. Please excuse me." He left the dining room, and then foot steps could be heard going up the stairs.

"Is everything alright? Did you carry a bug here from Germany?" Toris asked, seriously concerned, now.

"I..." Alfred stood up as well. "I'm gonna check on him. I'll be right back..." Alfred left the dining room, as well.

"Should I give them cold medicine?" Toris wondered.

"No. They're completely fine~!"

"By the way, Ivan, um... I've noticed that you're very happy today..." Toris shot him a look of disbelief.

'Why do you always say the wrong things-'

Ivan chuckled, but the dangerous aura that usually hangs around him, wasn't there. "I don't think Nicolas will be clinging on to me, or begging me to marry him, any more~!"

"What makes you say..." Then, it hit Toris, hard in the face. "Oh my God..." His crush... The one that he's been going after for years, ever since Ivan bought him, has... "No, no, no... That didn't happen. That couldn't have... He said that..."

"Did you finally figure it out? They both were at least a little drunk."

"Yeah, but... Nicolas has been drunk before- lots of times before! But he never went after anyone, besides, well..."

"Ah!" Russia suddenly chimed out loud. "I think I know what it was! You see, Nicolas has become obsessed with me, ever since I saved him from some bad people when we were little. Alfred saved him last night, from a drunk loser. Even though Nicolas could probably take care of himself against drunk losers, the act of bravery against a person with weapon, surprised him, in good way! Plus, alcohol probably influenced him to, well..."

Toris sighed in relief. "But, that doesn't actually mean anything. It was probably just a one-night-stand."

"I don't know about that." Toris' heart stung a little. "The infatuation he has for me was instant. He probably just needs a little push, now, to fall completely for Alfred."

"But he can just as easily get out of it, right?"

"Probably, but I'll burn your insides, if you even try."

Toris yelped quietly, and started shaking. "'W-Wouldn't think of it..."

"Good~!"

aphaphaph

Alfred knocked on the door to the room they were in the night before. "Nicolas?" He didn't get an answer. He slowly opened the door, to see if anyone was inside. Nicolas was sitting on the bed, while staring at the ground. "I just wanted to apologize, for last night."

"What about it? I was the one who seduced YOU."

"Yes, but... I mean, I was kind of aware of what was happening, but I still... We still..."

"If we sober, would you still have done it?"

"Why would you ask me that question?"

"Just answer it." Annoyance was detected in his tone.

"Well, um..." Alfred's face heated up again. "I-I dunno... Maybe... Maybe not... I would have to get to know you, first."

"Okay... So um... I was born and raised in Russia, but my mother wanted me to learn Belarusian, so I did. I am fluent in four languages- Russian, Belarusian, Ukrainian, and English..."

Alfred's eyes widen a little. "That's amazing!"

"I don't like it when people are obviously hitting on me, especially Toris. My father and mother are in Belarus. My favorite color is violet. I am nineteen years of age..."

"Really? I'm also nineteen right now. My birthday's actually on America's independence day."

"Really? Wow... Um... My birthday is on the twenty-fifth of August. I enjoy reading the daily newspaper. I carry a knife around, to guard me from, say, drunk idiots. I have been trying to marry Ivan for years, now."

"Wait- what?!" Alfred interrupted him. "Ivan... Your BROTHER?! Even if he's only your half brother, he's still your blood! I have a twin brother, which is probably the closest brothers can be, but..."

"You have a twin brother? So that makes two birthdays on America's independence day."

"Well, no, actually... He's older than me by a few minutes. He was born before midnight, where I was born after."

"Really?! Wow, that's... What are the chances?"

"I know- wait a second, no... Incest, that's... Marrying your half brother, that's called incest! Incest is... Is it even legal here? Why do you want to marry your brother?!"

"He saved me from a group of bad people. He gave me this jacket." He lifted up his arms. "He's so strong, and handsom."

"Like your father, I'm sure?"

"Ye..." Nicolas froze to think of something, ANYTHING, to say. "Um... Well... It's not legal here, but it is in Belarus..."(1)

'That's what I thought.'

"Uh, anyway..." He cleared his voice. "My eyes are a violet.(2) I'm about five foot, five,(3) in the American metrics system. My mother's maiden name is "Arlofskaya..."

Alfred raised his hands, as if to say "stop." "Okay, okay!" He sighed and placed his hands at his sides. "We have an entire month to get to know each other. You don't have to rush everything right now. Let me tell you a few things about me."

"Okay."

"Let's see... I guess I'll start with the basics. My favorite food are hamburgers. I'm actually half-Canadian, but I was born and raised in America. Texas, to be exact. This stupid hair that's sticking up..." He fingered the 'antennae' on his head. "I've tried everything, even cutting it off, but my hair STILL stands up! I also have a football scholarship."

"You were in college?" Nicolas asked, amazed. "Why are you here, then?"

"Um..." Alfred looked away. "I'll tell you, some other time... Maybe. We still have an entire month, after all. I do have one question, though, if you don't mind me asking."

"If I don't like it, than I won't answer."

"Fair enough. Um... You look a bit like your brother and sister. Did your father have white-ish hair, and purple eyes?"

Nicolas' eyes widen slightly in amazement. "He does, actually, but I have some qualities from my mother, as well."

"Like what?"

"Like my nose. In fact, Ivan's the only one who has my father's nose. He's the only one who resembles father. Except, his mother was pretty tall, before she gave birth to Irunya... But our father grew fairly tall, after she gave birth..."

"So... It could be either way..."

"I guess... Um... Well, I don't know his mother, so I can't really say. I only saw a picture of his mother when Irunya was only a toddler."

"Oh... Well, I'm sure she was beautiful, if she made two beautiful children with the help of your father."

"What do you mean by "beautiful childREN?!" Are you after Ivan?!"

"No! Nononono! It's not like that! There's a more beaufiul man- er, I mean... Um..." Alfred cleared his voice. "I just... I was just saying."

"More beautiful man?" My God, Alfred. Stop talking in riddles." Nicolas said sarcastically.

"I-I could be talking about anyone! M-Maybe Ludwig, or the brown hair man downstairs..."

Nicolas scoffed. "You mean Toris?"

"Y-Yeah, him... Listen, I'm still hungry, so..."

"I... Right... I should probably eat, too... Even though it's probably cold by now."

Alfred shrugged. "Oh well, if it is..." Both men hurried back down the stairs and into the kitchen...

APHAPHAPH

(1) I can't look it up right now, but this is MY AUie world, so I'm just gonna assume... For Belarus' sake... I guess..?

(2) The Nyo!Belarus picture had like a greyish light brown tint to the eyes, but why not just keep the violet?

(3)Orignally, she's five foot three, buuut guys tend to grow taller once they get older, where girls are, and I'm quoting my doctor on this- "supposed to stop growing once they get their period." Apparently, my body didn't get the memo. (5'8" and still growing at age twenty!)