Hey guys well I'm back already with another random idea I had which seemed like fun to do. I hope that some of my fans from Neko twins are here and if so then they'll be please to know that I am in fact working on a little bonus chapter for them all to enjoy as my way of saying "I LOVE YOU"

So anyway here is a Hetalia story since my current obsession is Hetalia. Oh and for those who didn't know Hetalia season 5 is in the works =D I for one can't wait. At the anime group I go to we all have our own countries. My country is Canada which I can't help but love, I mean Matthew is adorable.

Enjoy the story! Please read and leave a review.

(I Don't Own Hetalia)

Summary: Matthew is kidnapped by a large Russian man named Ivan, Ivan thinking that Matthew is Alfred, has captured him to use him as a way to make money from Arthur. Whilst in Ivan's hold Matthew starts to suffer from Stockholm syndrome and it's affects are directed at Ivan. Rated M for abuse, torture, kidnapping and sexual content.

Characters in order of mention:

(For those who don't know the countries names this will help ^^))

Matthew – Canada

Alfred – America

Kiku - Japan

Arthur – England
Francis – France

Chapter 1: Why I hate being a twin.

(Matthew's P.O.V)

It's not that I hate Alfred because I could never hate my own twin brother, he's a part of my life and it is nice to say that I have a twin we have a closeness that not many can understand. But there is one thing I dislike; I hate it when I'm mistaken for him. I mean sure we are twins but we have some huge differences. My eyes are an amethyst purple were as Alfred's are Sapphire blue. My hair is curly at the bottom and I have this one strand of hair that curls weirdly, where as Alfred's is straight and has a cowlick. I'm weak and thin where as Alfred is more of a muscular build which you can see when he's at school or walking around half naked. Alfred is loud, obnoxious, over hyper… were as I'm quiet, I prefer to keep out of the way and I don't like being in crowds. Alfred's the life of the party where ever he goes.

Sitting on my bed I let out a soft sigh hugging my stuffed polar bear Kumajirou a gift from my Papa. See my family isn't exactly what you call normal. My papa is a French man named Francis who is in charge of a popular French restaurant in town. My papa is also well known for being in a homosexual relationship with a British writer named Arthur. Arthur is Alfred's dad as Arthur raised Alfred and Papa raised me during the time when they split up. They got back together last year, which is great because it means we all live together under one roof.

"Mattie buddy you know you're my favourite twin."

I sigh softly looking up seeing Alfred giving me a childish grin as he walks over to me holding a book.

"I'm your only twin Alfred hence we are twins. Whatever it is the answer is a no"

"No? Oh come on I didn't ask yet."

"I will not to do your homework Alfred." I sighed blankly hugging my bear close. Alfred's known for being a lazy guy always playing games where as I'm a good student I like to study and I like making Arthur and papa proud when I get good grades. I guess that makes me a nerd.

"Please Mattie you gotta I have a date tonight."

"So? Not my problem."

"Please Mattie this might be the ONLY chance I'll get Kiku to come out with me."

Wait… Kiku the Japanese exchange student that's often mistaken for a girl. That's Kiku! Looking up at my brother I'm personally shocked as I never knew he swung that way I mean It doesn't bother me like I said Francis and Arthur are together but Alfred? I didn't expect this. Sighing I rub my head tiredly "Fine I'll do It." I take the book mentally rolling my eyes at how easy the work was. Alfred looked unbelievably happy as he hugged me saying how "awesome" I was before he ran off out.

Sighing I figure I may as well just do it but first something sweet to eat. I smile thinking of some sweet pancakes with maple syrup and let my stomach lead me down into the kitchen were Arthur is typing away at his laptop. Arthur is a slim man with shaggy blonde hair and bright green emerald eyes. He has large eyebrows which Alfred used to call "fuzzy caterpillars." Arthur is a kind man and I do like him a lot but well Francis is my papa and it would feel weird calling Arthur dad so I just call him Arthur.

"Alfred did you finish your work?" Arthur asks looking up from his laptop raising one of his eyebrows at me. Like I said Arthur is a kind man but he is very strict when it comes to learning and rules.

"I'm sorry but I'm not Alfred" I say lightly he ALWAYS did this to me. But I've grown used to it.

"Bugger Matthew… I am truly sorry lad my eyes aren't what they used to be and I'm tired to." Arthur said softly giving me some apologetic smile. I simply smile mumbling a simple "Don't worry about it." And go to making my delicious treat.

I'm proud to say I gained my papa's ability of cooking as to be frank Arthur's cooking is ruddy awful. Humming I plate the pancakes and grab the maple syrup practically drowning the pancakes in it before vanishing from the kitchen with my treat. off back up to my room to do Alfred homework whilst he's off with some exchange student. Sighing I sit at my desk mentally telling myself I need to get a girlfriend or something. Flicking on the radio I hum to a song I like and take on Alfred's shoddy writing as I fill in his work easily I just don't see why the idiot can't do it himself it's so easy..

"Matthieu my little one" a voice cooes.

Turning my head I see papa at my door with a smile on his face, he like the rest of us sports blonde hair but his has a silky shine models would kill for. His eyes are a light aqua blue which sparkle with what Arthur calls "Perverted madness.".

"Hello papa."

"How are you Matthieu?" he asks walking over stroking my hair affectionately a habit he always had when he was upset after Arthur left him. However I grew attached to the stroking of my hair as it was comforting.

"I'm fine."

"Matthieu I hate to ask but would you do me a wee favour."

"Oui papa."

"Can you go to the store and buy these ingredients for me s'il vous plait?" he asked holding out a list and some money. I sighed nodding taking the list I could never say no to him he always worked so hard and I always felt bad, so when I could I'd do anything to try and help him or Arthur.

Slipping on my green hoodie and Alfred old sneakers I walk out the door and turn right at the gate going toward the shopping district where papa's ingredients could be found.

I'm at least grateful the weathers decent tonight as normally the weather in England isn't so great. I pull my hoodie up over my head as to not draw any attention to myself one of my greatest abilities I guess, is the ability to be able to vanish from people's sight. People just seem to forget I'm here. Someone bumps into me and I mumble an apology the man in question simple hmff's and wanders off. Like I said people just don't seem to think I'm papa's ingredients and some more tea bags for Arthur since I know he's running low I start to head home but… I get this weirdest feeling I'm being watched or followed. Turning my head I see no one behind me, which only causes more worry to enter my system. Adjusting my glasses I pick up the pace heading up the main high street hoping that whatever it was, was just nothing to worry about.

It all happens so fast I can't even react one minute I'm walking up the road the next a black van turns up and is thrown open. I turn my head and go to scream when someone grabs me from behind pressing a flannel to my face. What's that strange smell? Chloroform? As my eyes fall heavy I hear someone speak.

"Is this him?"

"Yeh this is Alfred. The boss'll be happy"

Dammit I'm not Alfred. I'm Matthew MATTHEW! Sometimes I just hate being a twin whatever my brother had done obviously I'm paying for it. My last known thoughts before I lose consciousness was 'well fuck I'm in trouble.'