Hiya bros. I could not contain this genius.

I do not own Hetalia.

Human names:

Alfred-America, Matthew-Canada, Arthur-England, Francis-France, Bella-Belgium, Roderich-Austria, Ludwig-Germany, Gilbert-Prussia, Antonio-Spain, Lovino-Romano, Feliciano-Italy

Chapter Warnings: Blood, Violence, Yaoi.

Enjoy~

Alfred watched the rain hit the window. It was his 10th birthday, and Arthur hasn't shown up yet.

"I thought he would be here… at least for this…" Alfred mumbled to himself, before hearing the doorbell.

He whipped open the door, surprised to see Francis standing on the doorstep, holding a present with red, white, and blue wrapping paper.

"Happy Birthday Alfred~!" The French man exclaimed, Matthew hiding behind his papa.

"Thanks Francis…" Alfred mumbled, before turning his attention to his younger brother. "Hey Mattie!"

"Hi Al…" Matthew said in his quiet voice. "Has no one shown up to your birthday party yet…?"

Alfred sighed. "No… not besides you two…" He answered, before pulling them into the house. "Alcohol is on the table Francis." Alfred pointed to the long table with a red table cloth.

Francis frowned before whipping out his cell phone. "Yes Antonio? Are you in a party mood? … I see, bring Lovino and Bella too~!" Francis turned to Alfred and winked. "Yeah… Can you call Gilbert and Roderich too? Oh, and tell Gilbert and Roderich to bring Ludwig and Feliciano? … Yes it's a kid's party, but, there's alcohol!" Francis exclaimed over the phone before hanging up.

The ballroom was full of people now, both young and old. Matthew looked at his brother as he cried, hugging Arthur tightly. Matthew smiled. Even though Arthur was only 13, he took good care of Alfred.

Matthew wandered out onto a balcony, needing fresh air. He saw another kid standing there. "Hey, why aren't you inside?" The boy turned around, making Matthew's eyes widen. The boy was wearing a black shirt, and had on a blue tie; He had snow white hair and curious blood red eyes.

"Sorry. I'm just getting over heart-break…" The boy answered, eyes returning to sadness.

"D-Don't cry!" Matthew yell/whispered, which made the boy look up from the floor and into Matthew's purple eyes. Matthew felt his cheeks heat up a little. "W-Why don't you t-tell me what's wrong…?"

The boy turned back to the balcony, Matthew at his side. "I saw the love of my life kiss a girl." He said after a few seconds.

"A girl kissing another girl? I didn't see that…" Matthew mumbled, looking at the floor.

"…It's a boy."

"…Oh…" Matthew was surprised, but perfectly fine about it, as he was gay himself. His papa was also pansexual. Matthew patted the boy's back. "Love works in strange ways…"

The boy snickered. "You sound just like Francis."

"You know Papa?" Matthew asked, astonished.

"Hey what's your name…?" The boy asked.

"It's-" Matthew began before hearing a scream coming from inside. Both boys ran inside to find men with guns were standing in the middle of the ballroom, blocking off the exits.

"Alfred!" Matthew yelled before running down the stairs to his twin brother. The albino followed quickly.

"Ludwig!" A voice cried out, coming from the mouth of a young boy with a strange curl, yelling for a blonde boy lying in a pool of blood with Matthew's brother.

Matthew stood over the bodies, chaos deafening around him. Suddenly a gunshot ringed through the air. The bullet landed right in the middle of his chest.

The noise was still there, but quieter now. Matthew fell, in his own pool of blood.

It's a memory. That's why the fonts different. See ya losers(jk) soon~!