Kage: Sorry for it taking longer then planned I ended up adding more to it, *cough* the Italics*cough*, wow that was weird.
This turned out very different then what I had planned, at least the ending. 0.0
Well enough about that.
Thank you, FrozenDreamBox, Luckysee12, TheNextAlice, Anonymous Void, and moonlightgaia123.
I should have added this to the last chapter. XP
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Oh and Luckysee12 I hope you enjoy the chapter.
The last time I saw Matthew(Temposhark): None…I think. Possibly one-sided pairings but it's probably so light you won't even noticed them. ^^U
Warning: Possible historical inaccuracies, character death, Angst.
The last time Alfred had seen Matthew was during a meeting back in 2003 or was it 2004? Well that wasn't very important at this moment. Matthew had stood at the other side of the room watching the other nation's converse longingly.
And what had Alfred done? Surely he must have approached his brother and talked to him! Allowed him to join!
No…
No, he did not do that. Instead he turned a blind eye to his brother and began to converse with Arthur.
Gazing at the talking nations Matthew stood by himself, Kumajirou in arm, and continued to watch in envy. Raising his gaze his eyes met Alfred's; he smiled snuggling his bear closer. Though he was surprised when, instead of coming over to talk to him, Alfred had caught Arthur's attention and began to converse with him.
Lowering his gaze once more he stayed still and listened to the other nations greet one another, jokes met his ears, the slight utter of argument and curses were drowned out by happy chatter that he wished he could be apart of.
The last time Arthur saw Matthew was when he yelled at the poor lad unexpectedly after a meeting. The younger man tried to explain that no he was not Alfred. Francis had interrupted saying that Matthew had French hair. Arthur had realized his mistake.
He must have apologized! It's the gentlemanly thing to do! Right?
But he hadn't instead he chose to argue childishly with Francis about his hair not being a rats nest. They had left Matthew in the hallways.
Forgotten.
Exiting the room and into the halls Matthew was surprised when Arthur came in front of him eyes filled with fury.
"Alfred! Ho-" Matthew opened and closed his mouth a few times as the Brit yelled at him. How could he explain that he wasn't Alfred?
"L'Angleterre, that iz Matthieu I can tell by 'is beautiful French 'air." Francis interrupted and Matthew wanted to hug him.
"Oh, your right."
"Of course I am right, he doesn't 'ave you're rat's nest of a 'air style."
Matthew watched as both Arthur and Francis bickered. And all too soon Matthew was left alone.
"What just happened?"
There was no answer.
The last time Francis saw Matthew was when he invited the young man over, surprise, surprise. Matthew had been so happy and came immediately. Though it was for not when the Frenchman couldn't seem to remember him. Matthew had left.
"Who are you?"
"Matthew Williams, Canada."
Upon seeing the still confused face Matthew had smiled and apologized for being a bother before leaving.
The last time Honk Kong had seen Matthew was during World War two when Japan had attacked. He watched as his brother fought for his protection, even if he ended up loosing.
The odds were stacked against them, four to one. And the Canadian's only real experience was fighting in Hong Kong though Matthew refused to let that deter him.
Gasping for breath Hong Kong held onto Canada tightly, refusing to let go.
"Stay strong."
Death it was happening everywhere, he could hear their cries and screams for mercy, salvation. He shuttered as bullets ringed in the air, surprise filled him when they stopped behind a building. He was placed down, his eyes widened in terror and he grabbed onto Canada's hands.
"Don't leave me. Please stay." he was begging, his face smudged with dirt, clothes and hair a disarray. Canada had kneeled in front of him holding Honk Kong's hands in his own.
"I can't, I must fight." his brother had tucked some of his hair behind his ear before hugging him close. Smiling sadly Matthew stood; he straightened to his full height and nodded to Hong Kong before running off to go battle once again.
Vision wavering, Hong Kong's jaw clenched and he held his knee's to his chest. He felt those traitorous tears slip from his eyelids and travel down his face. Hearing the battle die down Hong Kong stood hoping that his brother was coming out victorious. Footsteps approached his hiding place and his heart leapt with hope only to recoil in terror as Kiku showed in Matthew's stead.
"Matthew." Hong Kong had said backing away from the passive nation.
"No longer a problem." Kiku had said before lunging. Hong Kong was quickly captured and dragged across the battle field, only to meet the gruesome sight of bodies of Canadian, British, British India, and other British colony soldiers, along with Japanese soldiers littered the floor their blood mingling and soaking into the dirt.
"Matthew!" Hong Kong called to his injured brother, having seen him lying against a crumbled building. Matthew could offer nothing to his captured brother.
Hong Kong never blamed him for that.
The last time Australia had seen Matthew was during Matthew's colony days. They were under the "watchful" eye of Arthur. Really to be truthful Matthew was more of a father to them then Arthur. Besides it was obvious that Arthur's pride and joy was Alfred. Matthew had always made sure they were doing were doing their lessons, cleaned, dressed, and fed. Australia was very sad when Matthew had gained his independence from Arthur.
"Are you hungry?" Matthew asked with a smile, apron tied neatly around his waist and hair tied back in a small stub of a ponytail.
"Yes, may I have some breakfast?" Australia questioned sitting down at the table, New Zealand and Hong Kong must have been studying.
"Of course!" Matthew laughed at his brother's silly question and got to work.
…
"Say it this way; Hello ma'am, lovely weather isn't it?" Matthew smiled down at his brother whom was scribbling notes.
"Ello ma'm, lovely weather is it not?" the Australian repeated making Matthew laugh good naturedly.
"That was good."
…
Australia was almost passed Matthew when he was pulled back.
"Little brother! You're filthy!" Matthew exclaimed in surprise looking at the dirt that stained Australia's person.
"Aw! Mattie it's just o' bit of dirt!" Australia exclaimed as Matthew pulled him up the stairs toward the bathrooms.
"Only just a bit of dirt! You look as though you're swimming in it!" Matthew laughed after and began to make Australia's bath.
…
"You're growing too fast, stop it." Matthew joked as he noticed how small Australia's clothing was getting.
The Australian blushed in embarrassment. Matthew looked over him before going to his dresser and pulling out some clothes for Australia to wear.
"I'll buy you some new clothing a little bit later, do you mind wearing mine in the meantime?"
Australia shook his head and accepted the clothes, he tried to keep his eagerness inside.
…
"You're leaving?" Australia said sadly as he watched his brother pack the last of his belongings.
"I have gotten too expensive for Mr. Kirkland to care for." Matthew replied sadly.
"I'll miss you." Australia muttered messing with his shirt.
"I'll miss all of you too. But maybe Mr. Kirkland will allow you to visit me!"
That never happened.
The last time New Zealand had seen Matthew was when he was a child. He remembers being held in the Canadian's arms. Though he always asked…
"Who are you?" New Zealand questioned but did not fight when the Canadian picked him up.
"My name is Matthew Williams, I represent Canada, and I'm you're big brother." Matthew had replied with a smile, painfully fake and sad, as he held New Zealand propped gently on his hip.
"My big brother?" the nation murmured head tipping lightly to the side.
"Of course! It's the big brothers job to take care and protect their little brothers." Matthew had laughed and New Zealand watched him with that ever questioning gaze.
Matthew knew that the next time New Zealand would see him he wouldn't remember who he was or what his name was.
Though that was okay with him.
Because that is what big brothers are for.
The last time the Nordics saw Matthew was when they first discovered the nation. Matthew used to have the sweetest lavender hued eyes filled with curious innocence. And even though they had to gain the little nations trust it had been worth it to see the child gaze up at them in excitement and happily answer to their name for him…
Vinland.
Though things happen as they always do and Francis followed by Arthur got their hands on Matthew. Then wars followed and it they had remembered who Vinland was they would have been surprised at how the child's once lavender eyes darkened to a shade of violet.
"Vinland! Where have you gone?" Tino called looking around.
"Tino!" a small child, no older than a toddler, with wavy blonde hair and lovely lavender eyes ran towards him, arms outstretched eager for a hug.
Tino laughed scooping the child into his arms and holding him close.
"T'no." smiling Tino turned to the tall intimidating blonde nation. Matthew squealed eagerly reaching towards Berwald happily. The tall nation accepted the child and was met with cuddles and coos, he felt his cheeks warm ever so slightly which in turn darkened when Tino cooed over them.
Though he was saved with the arrival of Mathias, Emil, and Lukas.
Lukas held out his arms questionably, face blank as the child was distributed into his embrace. Matthew smiled eyes alight with happiness. Emil had joined and was looking at Matthew a smile trying to tease his lips. Mathias grinned and said something that set Lukas off to punch the other nation. Which left Emil, Tino, and Berwald to distract the child from what Lukas and Mathias were doing.
…
"Vinland!" Tino called looking for the child.
There came no response.
"Vinlan-"
"Hello, who are you?" Tino turned to see a blonde wavy haired boy who had to be four years of age. Tino looked into his eyes to see light violet eyes, much darker than the lovely lavender Vinland had.
"Oh, hello my name is Tino, have you seen a small blonde child with lavender eyes? He answers to Vinland."
"No, there's no one named Vinland here, sorry, so if I may ask what are you doing in New France?"
"New France?" the boy nodded, and Tino's heart broke.
The last time Netherlands had seen Matthew was on the day of the Canadian Tulip Festival. The day Netherlands gave Canada tulips for sheltering the princess and her daughters during World War two. He had always loved the way Matthew's face would brighten up when he received the flowers.
"Here Mattie." Matthew smiled brightly when he caught sight of the flowers, he took them from Lars, gently holding them in his arms.
"Thank you Lars." he had said eyes aglow with happiness. Lars smiled back slightly and the both joined the festival.
Though really the last time they saw Mattie was yesterday.
The world meeting had started and they were waiting on America and Canada. Luckily the doors opened revealing the Canadian and American along with the polar bear-Kumajirou.
"Hello Canada."
"Hi Canada."
"How have you been Mattie?"
"Hello! And I have been fine thank you for asking~!" the Canadian said happily before grabbing America's hand and pulled them to their seats. Mattie got into his seat and beamed up at his brother waiting for him to sit as well.
Now some truth.
The last time anyone had seen Matthew had been somewhere between seventy five and one hundred years ago. After thirty years of the Canadian's absence the other nations finally noticed that their fellow nation hadn't been present, for how many years they were unsure. America being the "hero" he had gone to Matthew's house.
Knocking on the door America tried turning the knob and let himself in when he noticed it was unlocked.
"Mattie! You here bro?" the American had called going into the living room.
Kumajirou, who was sitting up on the couch, turned to glare at the American. America gazed back at the bear in surprise.
"Hey Kuma, have you seen Mattie?" the bear continued to stare at him before hopping from the couch to the floor and made his way to the stairs. America followed the bear to Matthew's room, he expected to see his brother, an adult, instead he was met with the sight of a sleeping child who looked exactly like his brother.
"Kuma-"
"Come with me." the bear turned from the door and made his way back down stairs. America followed once again. They went outside and America took notice of flowers over snow covered grass and a small rock with faded coal colored words on it.
"You haven't been looking at Canadian news have you?" Kumajirou questioned in the American's silence.
Still no answer.
"The Canadian's were getting tired of being pushed around so they rioted. The riots did a bad thing to Canada's health."
"Why didn't he tell us?"
"He tried to, he called, he left messages, he tried to gain you're attention. He even yelled you're name after a meeting. But, he supposed, you were to busy." the words were mockingly said.
"Oh, Mattie…"
"There is a large difference between Canada and New Canada."
"Like what?"
"If you get New Canada angry... he'll kill you."
"What!"
"The Canadian's aren't pushovers anymore America, I think its time for you to get used to that."
And while Mattie is still smiling and happy the other nations count their blessings.
What did I tell you kid? Listen to me and you will be the most feared nation in the world.
Mattie smirks at that.
Kage: I feel so evil, so yeah… I don't know where that came from! Mattie was supposed to be innocent and cute, not eviler than Russia but that's only when he doesn't get what he wants.
So Luckysee12 I hope you enjoyed the one-shot and I'm sorry if it wasn't what you were looking for.
Review if you believe I deserve one and polite criticism is appreciated.
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