~Hetalia Lemons~

America X Canada

Oh my fucking god I am back. Its been like 3 years since I ghosted you all. Life has been a major bitch and treated me like shit, making me hella busy. Now that quarantine is a thing, I decided to get on and write once again. Keep in mind that it has been one hot ass minute since I've seen Hetalia but it's slowly coming back to me. This short was written by me like a few years ago and I meant to publish it but things happened. I revised it and decided why tf not, so here is a treat for you guys. 

Do you want more? You're gonna have to motivate me, chief. Please vote and follow so I can gauge if it is worth continuing this work or if I should venture out with different animes/games fanfiction writing. Lmk what I should try! 

Thank you for the wait for those who have been waiting a long ass time, I hope it was worth it!

Real names will be used! Let me know about any mistakes! 

Don't like boy love? Then don't read this and leave! Otherwise...

Enjoy!

-Lexi

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     "Why do I even bother coming...?" Matthew sighed, looking down at the sleeping bear in his arms. He looked up and saw Germany yelling at the screaming mess of a meeting. What is the point in coming to the meetings if they don't even notice him at all and are never productive? The only person who does happen to remember him is his loud and obnoxious brother, America. But the only thing he ever talks about is himself, which is extremely aggravating. Speaking of the devil, he heard his name being called from afar.                                                                                                            "Matty~ Hey bro!" Alfred yelled across the room. He ran towards Matthew and stood in front of him.                                                                                                                                                                                              "W-What do you want?" Matthew attempted to yell back. He was sure Alfred didn't hear him since he was prone to just listen to what he wanted to hear.                                                                                    "Hey, look, I'm going to have a party at my house after the meeting. Why? Good question. I really don't know why, but I felt like a party is necessary" Alfred said, standing in his heroic stance and looking off to the distance as if there was a camera there.                                                                "Okay, and...?" Matthew said, annoyed. He knows that Alfred won't leave him alone unless he comes to the party.                                                                                                                                                                      "You'll be there, right? It ain't a party without my bro!" Alfred asked. 

    Matthew looked up at Alfred, who was grinning ear to ear as always. He was glad Alfred tried to bring him to social gatherings, but it was just too much for him. People stressed him out as it is, but Matthew will never get used to it if runs away from it.
     "Yeah, I'll be there..." Matthew replied.
     "Sweet! See you at my place after the meeting then, bruh" Alfred yelled while he walked back to England and France. Probably to mess around with them more.
     Canada sighed. Maybe it will go well, he thought. How he longed for attention, but maybe he can live without it. I mean, he's still alive now. Plus, he has Kumajirou with him. He looked down and noticed his little bear friend had woken up.
     "I'm hungry..." Kumajirou said, rubbing his sleepy eyes.
     "I bet you are Kuma..." Matthew said, rubbing his soft head. "Let's go home already, I doubt they'll notice I'm gone anyways." He said and left the meeting doors. He looked back and saw Alfred had his eyes on him, then he looked away. When the doors closed, Canada just stood there.
     "That was weird wasn't it?" He asked himself.
     "I don't care...Food!" Kuma replied as if Canada was talking to him.
     "Alright, alright. Let's go." Matthew said.
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     Once Matthew arrived at his driveway, he parked in his garage. He looked at his rearview mirror and saw Kumajirou sleeping in his baby seat Canada got him. He remembered how angry Kuma got when Canada bought this, but he couldn't trust him to sit still in the car. He grabbed Kuma, trying not to wake him up knowing how grumpy he will be, and walked into his cabin. He was always fond of nature, and bought himself a home in a forest where there wasn't any neighbors unless he drove to the nearest town. Thank god the meeting was held close to his home and not across the world. He placed Kuma on the couch, careful not to wake him up. He walked to the kitchen to prepare a meal for his bear, knowing that he'll be hungry when he wakes up. While he was making a sandwich for Kuma (Kuma is a civilized bear, you scrub), he let his mind wander about the party invitation. The party wouldn't be so bad, plus he could leave if he wanted to if he didn't want to be there. It was strange how Alfred was staring at me though. He was serious too, which was strange. Did I do something to annoy him? Why would he be upset about me? At least people don't forget about him. I am the same size as him, I'm fit too. I play hockey better than him. Yet I can't get any attention? Whatever..., Matthew thought. He knows he's letting this get to his head.
     "I want food..." Kuma commanded, walking into the kitchen. He was rubbing his eyes with his cute, little paw.
     "It's on the table Kuma" Matthew replied, "Do you want to go to the party with me later?"
Kuma climbed the chair and prepared himself to devour his food, "No."
     "Aww, why not? I don't want to be there by myself" Matthew whined, trying to get Kuma to feel remorseful.
     "I hate Alfred," Kuma said, he shuddered as if he recalled a memory he wished to forget.
     It was probably the time I asked Alfred to babysit Kuma while I was at an overseas meeting. I came back to Alfred trying to bathe Kuma outside. Alfred was shirtless running around. He got a good tan after that, Matthew recalled. He shook his head, finding it strange he recalled that specific detail.
     "Fine then, stay home," Canada sighed. He walked out of the kitchen and entered his room. Alfred's party started after the meeting, and the meeting ended at three. He looked at his phone for the time. 2:53. He still had time to get ready. It's not like he was going to get himself fancy or anything. He walked to his closet and took off his suit for business work. He felt like going casual and grabbed a grey t-shirt and his favorite cream, button neck cable sweater. Then he looked through his dresser for a pair of black jeans to match. After he changed he checked the time, 3:10. He finally decided to leave. He grabbed his keys and headed out.