Double Faced DISCONTINUED

Chapter Three

   Alfred awoke the next day to the peaceful face of his Matthew sleeping next to him, he smiled and caressed Matthew's cheek, causing the sandy blond to stir in his sleep. Alfred's heart melted at the sight of Matthew's face twisted into that of a sleeping child that was waking up. "Nngh... A-Alfred?" Matthew sat up, the thick blanket fall down his bare chest to his lap. "Mor... Morning," he yawned stretching his arms out with a yawn.
   Alfred chuckled and sat up next to Matthew, wrapping his arm around the others waist, nuzzling his face into Matthew's neck, leaving small kisses. "Morning, sleepy head,~" Alfred cooed.
  "Oh Jesus, go brush your teeth," complained Matthew, pushing Alfred's face away.
   "Fine fine," Alfred complied as he stood up, grabbing clean clothes from his suitcase and pulled them on. "What's the schedule for the day?"
   "We're going to be with Arthur and Papa for the day," Mattew spoke, staring at the ceiling of their shared hotel room. "We're meeting up with them around twelve. It's nine forty-seven, so we have about..." He stared mumbling numbers, counting off hours on his fingers. "Three hours and twenty minuets,"
   Alfred nodded from the bathroom. "Thanks Eagle," he called, spitting a mouth full of toothpaste into the sink, before rinsing his toothbrush off.

   Hours passed, and mainly nothing happened. The boys talked of their evil fantasies, opinions, and the plan. They talked about a peaceful world, where no wars, no hate, no judgement, and no pain existed. A world that were striving for, a world they would rule together with tough love.

   "We should get going now," Alfred breathed, as he looked over at his blond lover.
   "I don't want to..." Matthew whined and tightened his grip on his brother. "I just want to stay here and cuddle you," Matthew stuck his bottom lip out in a childish gesture.
   A loving smile curled its way across Alfred's face as he watched his boyfriend. "No no," he cooed. "As much as I want to stay here, and cuddle you, we can't let the other a get any type of hint,"
   Matthew sighed and leaned up, pressing a small kiss to Alfred's cheek. "Fine, lets go," he pouted, pushing himself off the bed, grabbing his beige trench, and slipped it on as Alfred shrugged his bomber jacket on.

   Twenty minutes later, the two boys walked up to a fountain where the four countries were to meet up. Upon arriving, Alfred and Matthew saw a familiar Frenchman trying to woo a Brit that angrily tapped his foot on the concrete. Both of the boys sighed when seeing the two older men, and mentally prepared themselves. Alfred and Matthew stepped away from each other to create a bigger gap between themselves.
   "Hey, Iggy, Francis!" Alfred called, his hands cupped around his mouth. Instantly Arthur and Francis looked up immedia-tely looked up and walked over to the two boys.
   "Ah, bonjour Francis spoke as he stopped in front of them.
   Arthur stood next to Francis, his arms crossed over his chest, and his foot tapping the concrete angrily. "Where have you been?" Arthur asked, tilting his head to the side. "You're late, I always told you to be five minutes early," Alfred and Matthew looked at each other. "I'd expect this from Alfred, it seems that his bad habits are rubbing off on you, Matthew."
   "Calm down, Angleterre, they're not late, we were just early," Francis cooed.
   Arthur's face lit up in red, but stubbornly stood his ground. "Woah dude, don't get your tea bag twisted," Alfred smirked.
   "C-Can we just continue on with the day?" Matthew asked, burying his lower face into the top of Kuma's head.

   So the group started their day again, but while Alfred ran ahead, Matthew stayed back and heard an annoyed grumble from the Brit. "Why'd you get the good one?"

And that was all it took to make Matthew's vision turn red.

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So sorry for the horribly short filler, and the long wait! I hope you can all forgive me!

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