Hey all! Sorry for not uploading this sooner- I might even upload two or three chapters today... If I have enough time! Love you guys, don't own Hetalia but I do own my Oc's and my Plot!

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Lovino couldn't help but smile when Arthur's front door came into view. Not the door of his apartment but the door of his fucking ginormous mansion. Lovino loved staying here, there were so many memories decorating the place. It was warm and welcoming despite the cold appearance. Just like Arthur, Lovino mused as he rang the doorbell.

"...Who the fuck are ye?" snapped a slim red haired male who towered over him. He had the same green eyes as Arthur but his hair was slightly longer- almost like the wine bastard's but it was straight not curly.

"I could ask you the same question bastard" retorted Lovino, craning his head to try and see Arthur.

"..."

BANG.

The man slammed the door in his face and Lovino stared at it incredulously, frozen for a few minutes as he panicked. What if he was Arthur's lover? He was strong, tall, pale and muscular- very sexy too. No where near as sexy as Arthur but he was near France's level at least...

Oh FUCK no.

He started banging on the door furiously, intent on being let inside.

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"Hey Scot, who was it?" frowned Alana, who was sat on the couch in a white nightgown next to Arthur in his green and white pyjamas. They where both drinking tea; Arthur's cup had a union jack on the front and Alana's a clover.

"I dunnae ken, he called me a bastard so I slammed it in his face." replied Allistair, sitting down in the red armchair. The two blonde's looked at each other amusedly and Arthur stood up to go and answer when the visitor started banging. Dylan entered the room and sat down next to the spot where Arthur had been sitting on the couch.

"Who's at the door?" he mumbled, rubbing at his sleepy green eyes, pouting when he realised Arthur wasn't there.

"Arthur's lover and a very good friend of mine" replied Alana with an easy grin.

"I...See." replied Dylan, his eyes filling with murderous intent.

"Glad I didn't let IT in then" huffed Alistair and Alana chuckled.

"He's actually pretty awesome, he makes the best coffee AND handles a gun well. I approve." said Alana reassuringly, lessening Dylan's anger and coddling Scotland's over protective instincts.

"Sup Clover bastard" said Lovino when he entered the room, nodding at Alana who winked at him in response.

"Hey bitch." she replied with a cheeky grin.

"Lovino, these are my brothers, Scotland and Wales." said Arthur, giving the Italian a soft smile before beaming at his brothers.

"Dylan's fine with me" said Wales with a lazy grin. He was secretly plotting his demise but until he could think of something good, he'd give him the benefit of the doubt.

"Hmph" grumbled Alistair, pretending Lovino wasn't even there. Amber eyes narrowed on the red head but he was distracted when Alana moved over and patted the seat she had been using. He sat down next to her with Arthur on the other side. The seat Alana had moved to...It must have been Brandon's. Alana always complained about him and Arthur was always moody whenever he came up but they loved him anyway. Even if he was a bastard most of the time.

Lovino took stock of the males in the room, sleepy bastard on Arthur's right and ugly bastard in the arm chair. Ha, no wonder Arthur was so moody all the time- sleepy bastard obviously moaned a lot and ugly bastard always started arguments... Now he was included in their little group; that thought made him satisfied, even if his welcome was only temporary he was one of them now. He was Arthur's family and that made him proud.

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Yao cursed, backing away from the dark haired male who was beaming at him.

"Now, now Yao. I'm only here to chat!" chuckled Jack, causing the Chinese man to flinch..

"The hell you are-aru! You've come to beat me up again because Arthur preferred me to you!" snarled Yao, his hand inching towards his phone.

"Hah and yet he soon realised his mistake, didn't he Yao?" said Jack smiling when he flinched at the statement.

"Shut up!" hissed Yao.

"Tell me, was it your constant wining or the fact you wouldn't let him see his own son?" asked Jack conversationally.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Yao squeaked. Jack slapped him, then shoved him against the wall.

"You never deserved him in the first place Yao, he deserved better! Someone who knew everything about him and loved him for all of it! He couldn't even be himself around you, could he? Answer me when I'm talking to you bitch!"

That struck a nerve, the fact was Yao LOVED Arthur, he wanted all his attention and to know every detail but he would always push the beautiful blonde man away when he got too close. Eventually, Arthur stopped trying to be himself, then he stopped trying to please Yao too. He'd had enough of Yao's selfish behaviour, eventually Leon left him too- for the same reason.

Yao gave Jack a bitter smile. For once, he was right.

They where both much too good for Yao and he knew it. Arthur was perfect in every way and Leon wanted to be just like him- yet he was himself at the same time. It wasn't fair- Arthur was perfect, Leon was perfect and they both left him. Not because he wasn't perfect but because he wanted them both too much. He prevented Leon from seeing his father and tried to stop Arthur from so much as talking to another suitor.

He was selfish.

"but that doesn't mean he didn't love me..." said Yao calmly in response.

"True, he loved you too much but you only saw him as a fucking prize, bitch." snarled Jack, full of righteous anger.

"He was perfect." replied Yao, his mind wandering.

"That's what he thought of you, then you broke his heart so he finished with you. You know what bitch? Your not even worthy of me finishing you off." said Jack contemptuously before knocking Yao out by bashing his head against the wall, then stalked away.

Arthur deserved the best. So the best was what Jack would make sure he had.