What's up, everyone? Sorry I haven't been posting lots of yaoi fics for you guys, but the reason for that is because I have a account in DeviantART where I post my other stories into! If you want, just go to Hetaliachan1267 and look up for weird things (some may not (sadly) contain yaoi)!

So, to start off fresh in good ol' Fanfiction, I made this oneshot dedicated to PruCana dubbed...

The Maple Riding Hood

"Be safe, Matthew!" said a British voice tender yet overprotective to the young child skipping amuck the path of his grandmother's.

With a wave of Matthew's arm signaling his goodbye, he skipped forth into the forest filled with mystery alongside with Kumajirou, his trustful pet bear who followed closely, sniffing above him a basket of goodies for Matthew's grandmother. The air of the tall trees of oak smelt sweet and strong, lingering among the path on its sides are bushes of dark green and butterflies flocking in the air, presenting their features of roses and blooming flowers for the entered season of Spring.

Matthew, a young boy (age sixteen) with blond locks of hair, gentle violet eyes of innocence and a red hood on, was on his way out down to deliver a basket of treats to his elderly grandmother.

As he walked down the path, knowledgeable of the way since he has done this many times, his eyes drawn upon the bushes with the growing flowers that brought them beauty. Matthew knew his father, Arthur, told him never to leave the usual path, but given into the grace of enchantment of the Spring flowers, he past his father's warning and turn over to the bush.

Matthew watched in awe of the flowers, all in different shades but all in red for the roses, the romantic flower of them all.

Kumajirou sniffed a rose with Matthew, sneezing suddenly at the heavy scent it gave off to his sensitive nose.

"Grandmother would surely love these roses," Matthew said to his pet, pointing at them with respect.

"Who are you?" asked Kumajirou.

"I'm Matthew," answered Matthew tiredly, "your owner..."

Like Matthew planned, he began to pluck the roses off its nests and placed each one to the basket, decorating them inside as he continued to take the roses. But right then, Matthew thought he saw something within the bushes and looked at the two holes to reveal...two roses brightly glowing and yet staring at him with prey-like feeling.

Matthew then realized that those were not roses-more rather eyes!

JUMP!

"ROAR!" cried a voice high but terrifying.

Matthew squealed a scream and ducked away, pushing the basket full of treats away from the creature and tears streamed down his violet eyes. The creature that popped out of the bush is a wolf...actually, a teenager with wolf ears and a white tail wagging around the air aimlessly, fangs sharp and pointy, but what Matthew noticed is that this wolf-boy is an albino which explained his darting red eyes.

"I am the awesome wolf," the German-accent teen said. "Fear me, roar!"

Then, the teen wolf-boy sniffed the air and his eyes shot over to the basket.

He pointed at them, and asked, "Are those cakes?"

"Ye-yes," Matthew stammered. "They're for my-"

Before Matthew could finish, the wolf-boy lunged to the basket and like the wild one he is, munched down all the Maple cupcakes with one gulp as Matthew watched in horror of the hours that were put to those goodies were wasted.

"Who-who are you?"

Wolf-boy looked over to him and replied, "My name is Gilbert, and these goodies are awesome!"

Matthew could feel his body shaking slightly at Gilbert the wolf who looked at him of his state, but his red blood eyes looked over to his hand and Matthew looked at his hands to reveal cuts from the thorns of the roses. Before he knew it, Gilbert was bending over to him, one knee kneeling, and took both his hands to his face.

"Does it hurt?" Gilbert asked, his voice salty and sexy.

Matthew felt a tear slither from his left eye and nodded a little, biting his bottom lip of self-consciousness. Gilbert brought his hands closer and placed one finger in his mouth, Matthew nearly gasped and felt the swirling hot tongue of Gilbert's that sucked the bleeding. Gilbert continued to suck each finger seductively, Matthew felt his breathing becoming hoarse and he couldn't describe this sensation beating in his heart.

Matthew noticed Gilbert was only wearing dark brown pants, his shirtless body pure white and a six-pack is seen.

"Are you all right?" Gilbert's voice said, looking up at Matthew with a little lust.

"Uh, yes..." Matthew glanced over his shoulder and looked at the destroyed basket. "But what am I going to give to my grandmother? You ate all the cupcakes, and grandmother might be worried sick..."

Gilbert, holding his hands softly, suddenly lets them go and dived back into the bushes. Matthew was a little bewildered about what Gilbert was doing, but Gilbert pops up and in his hands are a few red berries, and Gilbert's mouth was a little smudged with some of the berries suggesting he snacked on some before giving them to Matthew.

"These berries are awesome," Gilbert said, moving over to him and sat on the ground. "You can give these to your grandmother and she'll feel super awesome, but not as awesome as me!" And then, Gilbert grinned a daggering grin of white teeth.

Matthew felt shy around him, but he smiled sweetly back to him, taking the berries and preparing to walk down the path.

But before that, he heard Gilbert ask, "Will I...see you again?"

Matthew turned his head over with a bright look. "Of course, Gilbert, I'll see you again!"

With that, Gilbert raced over to Matthew and gave him a friendly kiss on the lips. Because of that, Matthew has a smear trace of red berries on his lips, but Gilbert licked them off playfully.

"It's a promise, right?"

"Yeah," Matthew answered, "it's a promise..."

The End...

Prussia: THIS IS AWESOME~! Kesesesese!

Canada: Maple, this is so cute!

Please enjoy this one-shot and be sweet enough for more!