Diaries hold many a secrets

Hello…this is my first attempt at Hetalia fanfics…please tear it apart! I need criticism. And I also need good reviews…now…this is an Alfred X Matthew story with a bit of FrUk, and maybe others to come. Disclaimer Is now…I own nothing.

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Alfred flopped on his bed, ruffling the sheets and bedding to mold around his slim figure. He grunted in exasperation, he was old enough to be at that party last night! He didn't know that that illegal Cuban asshole Ismael, had brought pot, who the hell brings marijuana to a fucking party! Ismael that's who, now both of his fathers were pissed off at him! Did they forget that Matthew, his twin brother, was there also! He was the one who got drunk. He was the one that was now being pampered by his fathers. However, Alfred was now grounded from the following: Driving, Calling, Television, Dating, Texting, Partying, and the worst of all…his favorite food…McDonald's!

"Why do they treat himlike a god! I'm the fucking hero!" Alfred called slamming his fist on the wall

"Alfred! Don't bang on the wall!" His dad, Arthur, ordered from downstairs.

Alfred inhaled, exceedingly annoyed, and growled as he heard the door to his and Matthew's conjoined room open.

"A-Al…Can I come in?"

Alfred grunted as a response and the wavy blonde entered the room. He stood in front of their desk, and, inhaling a breath, said "I-I want to apologize for getting you into so much trou-"

"Don't." Alfred told his brother, who was still gently rubbing his left temple, "The damage is done, and your apologies won't help at all."

Matthew felt horrible, and not just because of the splitting feeling of his first hangover, but because he caused his brother to get into trouble. A moment of silence followed afterwards, with the occasional glance at the other. That awkward silence was interrupted as Alfred said "You're their favorite you know."

Matthew was about to respond, until the taller male continued, "I mean…look at it! They get you whatever you want, they will do anything for you, Papa even left work to help you today! Now there's this whole affair…look at the facts."

Matthew sighed and told him, "They love us equally."

"I never said they didn't," Alfred cleared, "I just said that they treat you better because you seem so fragile."

Matthew froze as he heard this, ignoring the splitting pain stemming from his forehead, he turned to his brother and asked "Why does everyone think I'm fragile!"

"Because of your appearance." Alfred told him shifting on his bed.

"What do you mean Al?" Matthew asked, a little bit annoyed at the thought that everyone found him 'fragile'

Alfred sighed and got up from his bed with a little effort, he walked over to the computer and logged on saying, "Find out for yourself Mattie…I am in trouble and I'm gonna work on my history homework."

Matthew sighed and left the room, leaving Alfred on the computer.

Alfred smirked as he saw his brother leave, and, with a quick check to see if anyone was around and a small applaud on his acting skills (even if he was actually a little mad that he was grounded), dragged the cursor to the 'Matthew Williams' button on the login page. He sniggered and quickly typed in Matthew's password of 'Kumajirou' He still wasn't sure why his brother was so obsessed with that stuffed bear he had gotten him four their fourth birthday. He shook the thought off as he searched through his brother's cyber belongings. He scoured the computer until a Microsoft word document caught his eye. It was labeled 'My Diary' the snooping American grinned as he saw this and clicked on it.

He grunted as he saw the box saying 'Please insert your password' He pondered on it knowing his brother wasn't stupid enough to put the same password twice. He smiled as he typed in the word 'Pancakes' then glared at the screen as the 'access denied'. He thought about it again and, with a smirk, he typed in 'Maple' and grinned as he was in.

"I am awesome!" He proclaimed in a very heroic pose

He looked at the bottom of the screen to see how many pages it had and smiled as he saw it only had eleven, "Must be a pretty new diary." Alfred said as he read a random line.

Dear Diary, May, 7th, 2010

Today I saw Tino again we hung out today and went to the movies to watch 'Under the Tuscan Sun' It was pretty good the main character, Frances Mayes, played by Diane Lane, reminded me a bit of Al…while her best friend, Patti, played by Sandra Oh, reminded me of myself a bit and my…'predicament' well going on. After the movie we went to his 'friend's house, where Tino shocked me a bit by suddenly proclaiming that he was gay and introduced me to his boyfriend, Berwald. Who actually lived in that house. Berwald was a bit…intimidating to say the least, he didn't say much. But I could tell that he loved Tino and that he felt the same way…I wish I had that kind of relationship, but, compared to Al…I'm all but invisible. Anyway back to the subject, everything was fine and dandy until…until I went for a sleep over yesterday. Okay…it was fun…until I walked in on the two of them were having…uh…sex…they weren't even in a position I could recognize, Berwald was wrapped around Tino and he kept thrusting into his…uhm…butt, Tino's moans were filling the room and I could feel my cheeks flush, like they are now, and my little 'friend'…uhm…yeah...I left after that and in the morning apologized and left Well that's all I have time to write for now because my brother just got home and I don't want him to find out.

"Oh…my…god." Alfred said in shock, staring at the screen. He blushed as he noticed that he too was a little aroused at the thought. "W-wait," he began, "Does that mean…I am too?" Alfred sighed, knowing he was at least bisexual, and quickly made a copy of the file, saving it onto a thumb drive, and closed the computer as he leaned in the chair, still slightly hard and with a very visible sensation on his cheeks.

"Alfred, le dîner est prêt!" His Papa, Francis, called from downstairs.

Alfred sighed and tried to translate his Papa's native tongue, he new some, not as much as Mattie, but in his state of mind, it was quickly becoming hard to think.

"Alfred get down here the bloody dinner is ready!" 'Thank you Dad!' He inwardly thought as he got up to get some food, he sighed in relief as his erection was steadily becoming soft, even if it was gone by the time he got downstairs, he new his Papa would know…he had an eye for when someone had an erection or were just finished having sex…he was just that pervy.

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