I don't own Hetalia and all that stuff. If I did there would be a lot of PruCan O.o

Also, I might do a little bonus chapter thingy of Sealand going home to Sweden and Finland and asking about what Matt and Gil were doing.

Gilbert leaned in closer towards the smaller Canadian and flicked his tongue out to taste a bit of maple syrup that remained on Matthew's face. "Mmm… you taste good Matt." The blonde man flushed brightly as he felt the albino's arms wrap around his waist.

The Prussian chuckled, finding it cute that after a whole year of dating Matthew would still blush at every little thing he did. "Y-you want more?" The Canadian asked his lover. Matthew's slim frame pulled closer to Gilbert and he wound his fingers into the others hair.

"Yes please birdie." Gilbert purred and closed to distance between their lips. The taste of the maple-covered breakfast they had shared was evident in both their mouths and neither could get enough. Both also knew where this would obviously lead them and luckily they didn't have any plans for the next few hours.

Matthew moaned and Gilbert started unbuttoning his own pajama top, then Matthew's. The blonde shivered as the Prussian started kissing lower and soon arrived at two tender pink nipples.

The smaller of the two was now backed up against the table that had been recently cleared of dishes. Gilbert smirked against Matthew's skin and was about to lift the blonde up onto the table when a loud crashed could be heard.

"Hey Matt!! Your favoritest twin brother ever is here!!"

"Bloody git, I told you to knock!"

"Ah but mon cher, I'm sure he was just impatient to see petit Matthieu!"

A multitude of sighs could be heard as well, belonging to the other children of England and France.

Both men in the kitchen froze and stared at each other with wild eyes. Not half a second later Alfred was in the kitchen, having followed the scent of maple, as were Arthur and Francis with Australia, Hong Kong, Sealand and Seychelles.

No one dared to move a muscled until Matthew whispered to the man over him, "I suggest you run while they're still in shock."

Gilbert wasted no time in heading the Canadians advice. He grabbed his pajama top, kissed Matthew on the forehead and was off, shouting behind him, "See ya later Matt!!"

The Canadian sighed and quickly wished he could have run as well. His 'parents' and Alfred where beginning to recover. The others had never really been to shocked seeing as they weren't that close with their brother anymore, although Peter was scarred for life.

"So this is a surprise…" Canada said while his close relatives gave off menacing waves of sheer fury. "You want pancakes?"

Then America exploded.

"MATTIE WHAT THE F&# IS THAT CREEP DOING?!?! RAPING YOU?!?! I'M GONNA KILL HIM!!!"

Arthur gritted his teeth, trying to remain a gentleman in front of his family, but the hickeys along Canada's neck where almost too much for him to handle. His innocent little Matthew being sexual active?! Unbelievable.

"If that kraut thinks he's going to get away with this, he's got another thing coming!!" Arthur's fists were balled at his side. "The dark arts are on my side!"

France was having an inner battle with himself. Amour was, of course, the most sacred of things… but with Gilbert? Would he not be too brash for the delicate boy? France shook his head of inappropriate images and glared at Matthew.

"Are you dating Prussia, Matthieu, or did he come to seize you're vital regions?!" France decided on shouting. He had to shout something after all.

"Wh-why don't w-we all si-sit down and talk ab-about this calmly. Like adults?" Canada suggested. America was throwing a tantrum and being held back by Australia. Arthur was looking up dark and powerful magical spells with a deep scowl on his face. Both looked up at Matthew and nodded but still very pissed off.

When everyone was seated in the living room, minus Sealand, Hong Kong, Australia and Seychelles who didn't really care, Matthew nervously tried to explain.

"Umm… Well… You see, I've kinda been d-dating Prussia for about a year n-now and I was going to tell you all… At some point… I j-just hadn't de-decided when." The nervous blonde stuttered.

France, being the lover of amour that he was, nodded happily. "Well, as long as you're happy Canada." He smiled and glanced at the clock. "Speaking of amour, I must go. Au revoir mes ami!" Francis waved and went to partake in an activity probably involving Monaco and a game of strip poker. That left Canada alone with Alfred and Arthur.

The two nations seated on the couch were furious and started shouting incomprehensibly. Matthew sighed and sank back down onto the couch. This was why he hadn't told them.

"HAS HE SEIZED YOUR VITAL REGIONS?!?!" Alfred boomed. Matthew blushed and nodded his head. "Of course Al…"

His brother and father-figure tensed. "I'm gonna whop his ass so hard he won't have anything left of those five meters," growled America darkly before he stormed out the door. Arthur followed suite, unsure of what to say but very sure of what he was going to do to the evil cradle robbing Prussian.

Matthew sighed and hoped they couldn't find his precious albino. He rather enjoyed his boyfriend's five meters.

But not even a minute had passed before Prussia reappeared. "It took the awesome me a little bit to get off your roof but it was definitely worth it. I think those bastards are heading to bruders house." Gilbert smirked and Matthew cuddled into his chest.

"I think that went better than I expected."