~AN~ New chapter! New chapter! XD Not really much to say about this chapter...I hope you enjoy! This chapter is dedicated to my Canadian facebook friends! I miss the Canadian party we had in Greece at like twelve in the morning! XD

Summary- The other nations have noticed America has started wearing these weird, colored bracelets. What do they mean? The nations are determined to find out.

~Disclaimer~ I do not own Hetalia.

Color of sixth broken bracelet- Glittery Clear

Meaning- wearer will let the snappee "feel up" or touch any body part

Slight pairing alert: America/Canada or Alfred/Matthew

Fangirl Section: I think it's adorable that Alfred calls Matthew 'Mattie', it's so cute!

Warnings: Maybe slight OOC-ness...? Kumajiro shows up at the end and Americest in a movie theater...XD This story is now M-rated!

Last minute note: I hope Canada's in character! This incident takes place 2 months after the alleyway one. I have more than 40 reviews! YAY! So the readers won't get confused about Canada calling Kumajiro 'Kumahiko', I've read in alot of fics that Canada can't remember the bear's name either. So, I just took that idea and rolled with it.

Canada looked nervously around the movie theater lobby. Had Alfred forgotten they were supposed to see a movie today? Matthew should not be suprised. He was lucky his brother even remembered his birthday every year. The Canadian sighed and walked over to the place where you turned in your ticket. Canada handed his ticket to the woman and she told him which theater to go to.

"Thank you.", Matthew said quietly. The woman smiled at him then turned to the next person. When the young blonde entered the theater, it was already dark. I was waiting for Al so long, I almost missed the movie!, Canada thought, irritated. The blonde made his way to the center of the theater and found a seat right in the middle next to another man.

"Hey, Mattie! You finally showed up! I was about to give up on you!", the man whispered loudly in the Canadian's left ear. Matthew jumped, then turned to the face the person who, he thought, had forgotten about today. America had his thousand- kilowatt smile in place. He seemed really excited that Canada had shown up. The Canadian's irritation with his brother quickly evaporated.

"H-Hi, Al. I did not think you were here. Why didn't you call me, eh?" Alfred shrugged and patted his brother's soft, curly hair.

"The hero never breaks his promises! I'm here and your here, that's all that matters in the end!" Canada blushed a little at America's words. After that, the two brothers sat in silence to watch the movie. Matthew could see Alfred putting his arm closer to him out of the corner of his eye. What is Al doing? The younger blonde said nothing. America put his arm on the armrest and slid it backward to get comfortable, then noticed one of his bracelets was hooked on it.

"Mattie!", the American whispered loudly, only to be shushed by someone in the row behind him.

"Mattie! My arm is stuck!", he tried again

"W-What?"

"My arm! It's stuckl!"

Matthew let his gaze drift towards America's arm. Alfred was right, he was caught on the armrest.

"What do you want me to do, eh?", Canada whispered worriedly.

"Put your hands on top of mine and help me pull outward! It's the only way I'll get free!" Canada did as he was asked. SNAP! Matthew jerked his hands back suddenly when he heard the noise. The snapped glittery clear bracelet was still draped across America's wrist. The larger blonde took the accessory in his left hand and tossed it to the ground, then grabbed the Canadian's hand in his own.

"What part of me do you want to touch?"

"W-What?", Canada pulled his hand from his brother's grasp and leaned away from him.

"You broke the bracelet! You have to fulfill it, Mattie. Please?" America put on his saddest puppy-dog eyes. Matthew could not resist the American's puppy-dog eyes. The Canadian knew the part of his brother's body that would shut him up for a while, and if Alfred got what he wanted in the process, it was a win-win situation for Matthew. The smaller blonde reached out and gripped America's ahoge, or his erogenous zone. The American gasped, jerking away from Canada.

"Any body part but that one!"

"But, I thought you asked me what part I wanted to touch and I did. I'm only doing what you told me to do, eh.", Matthew said innocently. Alfred stared at his twin for a minute.

"Fine, you can touch my ahoge, but if I come in my jeans your washing them!" Canada shrugged and grabbed the erogenous zone again, then started to massage it gently. The larger blonde seized up, and started breathing heavily, groaning quietly. Matthew knew the noises would only get louder, so he used his teeth to remove his right glove and gave it to his twin.

"Bite down on the glove so you won't disturb the other people who are actually watching the movie.", the smaller blonde timidly whispered in Alfred's ear. America nodded lazily, lust in his eyes when he looked at the other man. The Canadian continued to massage the piece of hair. Alfred opened his mouth and shoved the glove between his teeth, but not before a groan escaped his throat. Luckily for both nations, an explosion had gone off in the movie, covering up the sound. Matthew slowly relaxed from the tense position he had adopted when his twin had made that noise. Alfred was taking deep breaths from his nose since he had his brother's glove in his mouth. He was also gripping his chair's armrests hard enough to slightly crack them. The Canadian started to stroke America's ahoge from tip to root with his thumb, increasing the volume of the muffled noises from his larger twin. Alfred could feel the heat in his stomach, that had started from the beginning of the ahoge stroking, getting hotter with every harder stroke his little brother administered.

"M-Mattie...I-I'm close...", America ground out from behind the glove. Said brother kept up his ministrations, hardly faltering. The slow lick to Alfred's erogenous zone is what ended it. The larger blonde moaned as loud as he could from behind the glove as came in his jeans, just like he knew he would. The American gripped the armrests with all his strength, shattering the plastic. That got them a few stares, but Canada ignored them. Matthew cautiously removed his glove from the other's mouth, and stared at it in disbelief.

"Al! Did you really have to chew a hole through my glove?", Canada groaned. America laughed with the little breath he had recovered.

"You could have used something else, like you googles. Something sturdier than a leather glove wouldn't have been ruined as easily."

Matthew rolled his eyes and laughed slightly.

"Hey, Mattie?"

"What?"

"Can I go to your place so I can take a shower? I feel really sticky. Plus, you have to wash my jeans. You made me come in them. You brought it on youself!"

"Sure, Al."

"6 down, 10 to go."

"What was that, Al?"

"Nothing. Let's go, everyone else is leaving." Canada looked up in surprise to see the movie was over and people were leaving the theater. The smaller blonde helped his brother stand up on shaking legs, and they left the theater.

*outside the movie theater*

A small tan bear was napping on a bench outside, enjoying the breeze.

"Kumahiko! What are you doing here?" The bear looked up sleepily at the two nations.

"...Who...?"

"I'm Canada!", Matthew shouted as loud as he could(which was not very loud, at all). The smaller nation angrily dragged his brother down the sidewalk, towards the Canadian's house.

The tan bear crawled off the bench and started walking after the two countries. Something told him that one violet- eyed man fed him everyday.

~AN~ This took me all day to write! I always think of these new bracelet senarios off the top of my head right before I start typing. Which means I went into alot of these NOT knowing what I was going to do in the end. But, I think this one turned out alright. I hope you enjoyed the Americest as much as I enjoyed writing it. PLEASE GOD LET CANADA BE IN CHARACTER! Next bracelet breaker is Germany( can you say lap dance?)! XD