Matthew Williams is quiet. So quiet, in fact, that when he does speak, no one even notices him. Or was it that they just didn't care..? Thoughts like this had been floating around in his head for a while, brought to light when his birthday comes around and none of his friends (or even his family) remembers. "I- I don't know what I was thinking.. I.. I just thought this year would be different.." ((A Hetalia: Axis Powers 'CanAme' Fanfiction.))

Meeting someone's alter-ego is unsettling enough. Meeting your own? Well, that's a different story. (Also includes sub-plots. Be prepared! Also, message and comment all you want to let me know how I'm doing, or give me suggestions. I'll even write short stories upon suggestion! Have fun!)

Arthur Kirkland isn't your typical sixteen year old boy. He's unnoticed. A ghost among a crowd of people. And when people do notice him, they use his heart as a toy, something to be played with once or twice. So what happens when these games push young Arthur over the edge? Find out in, "Hey Class President", a Hetalia USUK fanfiction.

You and Allistor Kirkland have been best friends since....the accident. And as time goes one your friendship seems to get...closer. One day, all hell breaks loose and you realize that you just can't live without your red headed friend. But, does he return the feelings? Or will you live in bitter silence for the rest of your life?

I hope this isn't too cheesy! >.< I wrote it at school on the one-year anniversary (?? I'm not sure what else to call it) of the earthquake/tsunami in Japan. DISCLAIMER: I do not own the cover pic, Hetalia Axis Powers, Japan, or any other characters used!

A sad Hetalia Americest fanfic. *TRIGGER WARNING*

Two apprentices. Two different stories. One is the apprentice of the evil, insane demigod Ridgedog who locks people in arenas to kill each other for his entertainment. One is the apprentice of BajanCanadian, a master pvper who has no mercy. What will happen when they find each other?