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"Why did you keep it a secret that long, bruder?" asked Ludwig . Having known about his brother's ego, this was indeed out of character. Under normal circumstances, Gilbert would have declared a seizing of vital regions during the world meetings as well as held a party in celebration.

His brother cackled somewhat." Would you believe it if I said I wanted to protect him?"

Now this was even more uncharacteristic. "You?"

His brother smirked despite his sadness, and said, "That kid....you should see him, West. For so long, nobody has recognized him or has been able to distinguish him from his brother. Anybody else under that situation would have cracked. Yet, he's still cheerful, still happy, and so patient. You can't help but love someone like that."

He put the can down, "Then you have me. Crazy old Prussia. Always shouting about invading vital regions and my five meters. You know me, Westen. People around me would have cracked faster than a nutcracker. Not him, he still loved me the way I was, nothing else. And...Old Fritz spare me, I'm such a sentimental bitch. I blame that kid for that, you know. I was afraid people might talk if they knew, and then because of that he'll get hurt, by association. I don't want that life for him.

"But then again, being awesome as I am...I think I might have hurt the kid. I never thought he wouldn't mind being recognized with me in public. And the whole thing about telling everyone and stuff ..." Gilbert started chuckling. "That kid never knows what's good for him..."

Ludwig nodded silently, considering what his brother had told him.

"In any case, he just ran out like that, and I've been calling him ...Haha, to think ....someone actually managed to ignore the awesome and reject his calls..."

Ludwig nodded again.

"But to break up with the awesome me? That's so not cool! He's too awesome to lose! " Gilbert stood up and threw the empty beer can down. ' West! I've got a freaking awesome plan! And you're gonna help me with it!"

Ludwig chose this moment to turn pale.

*

Matthew had no idea what time he had fallen asleep the night before, or what time it was at the moment. All he knew was that it was Sunday, the 14th of February, and he had broken up with Gilbert the day before.

He sat up, wiping the back of his eyes blearily as he thought about the day before and the events. His mood growing darker, Matthew decided that he was going to try and forget the lying bastard that was Gilbert and do something to preoccupy himself that day.

He pressed a button on his Blackberry, which registered and came to life . Ignoring the numerous missed calls from Gilbert, he then found a message from Alfred.

"Dude, we're still gonna be at Yao's place celebrating. If you got time, come and join us –superman A."

Matthew had to laugh despite himself and decided that yes, perhaps celebrating at Yao's place for Chinese New Year would be a good idea. It would definitely take his mind off things for awhile. Besides, he had been to some Chinese new year celebrations by some of his people and had liked it for a bit, so he decided to send a text back to Alfred telling him he would join them soon.

After realizing however that he did not have the proper oranges to bring over to Yao's place, he decided to make a trip to the supermarket to grab some groceries and oranges to bring over to Yao's place. Feeding Kumajiro first, he left the house.

The trip there and back was tough. Not only was it Chinese New Year, but it was also Valentine's Day, and the streets were crowded with so many happy couples, making Matthew even more melancholic. Every single thing he saw reminded him of Gilbert, despite his attempts not to think about him. When he picked up an orange and remembered how Gilbert's eyes would look like in the sunset, he realised he had to get out of there quickly.

He paid for his groceries and walked back home as fast as he could, avoiding the happy and loving looks of the people on dates.

Reaching home, he quickly dumped the groceries on the table, and ran up the stairs, grabbing his red hoodie and jeans so that he could wear them after taking a shower. In his hurry, he did not notice a pair of red eyes glinting dangerously in the darkness of his kitchen.

*

The first thing Matthew noticed descending down the stairs was that there seemed to be quite a nice smell coming out from his kitchen.

There was also a lot of swearing coming out of there as well.

Getting slightly afraid despite himself, his arms grasped a hockey stick and he went down the stairs, hoping to surprise whoever it was that was inside his house.

Crouching in the corner of the bottom of the stairs, he raised the hockey stick so that he was able to attack the mystery assailant with it. Charging inside the kitchen, he let out a mighty yell.

" Woah!" shouted the mystery assailant" Kid, it's me!"

Having paused for a few seconds to see who it was, Matthew recognised that it was Gilbert he was about to attack. He then proceeded to attack him anyway.

A few hearty whacks later, Gilbert managed to hold his hands up in surrender." Kid, do not attack the awesome!"

"Oh, and the awesome sneaking around in my kitchen is something everybody wants, eh?" shouted Matthew as he raised the hockey stick once more.

"Okay! Stop and listen to me first!!"

Matthew didn't want to, but the side of his brain that was rational convinced him it was essential to. He lowered the stick.

Gilbert then stopped to sit on a chair in exhaustion. "Kid, you can do a lot of damage with that!"

"What do you want?" Matthew asked, hostile. Though he had lowered the hockey stick, he did not let go of it, proceeding to hang on to it, just in case.

It was then he noticed his dining room.

While his dining room was dark, there was a candelabra sitting on the middle of the table filled with candles and illuminating...was that two plates of steaks on the table? And...Was that a flower arrangement on the chair?

He looked back at Gilbert, who seemed to grin proudly over his handiwork.

"What is this?"

"Why, Mattie, I thought you of all people would know what this is. "

Was Gilbert kidding him? Or was it really a Valentine's Day dinner, the one that he had always dreamt about?

He glanced curiously at Gilbert, who seemed to be waiting for Matthew's reaction to the dinner.

"Dinner, Gilbert? And a flower arrangement? And I thought Valentine's Day was only for losers."

Gilbert's face fell slightly, but was quickly replaced by another grin.

"Like it? Never let be said the awesome can't make Valentine's Day awesome."

Matthew had to admit, this was rather amazing. And when he looked at Gilbert, he noticed that his left hand was bandaged, which was strange, as it wasn't there the day before . Still, he steeled his heart .

"Gilbert, isn't this too little, too late?" he said quietly as he looked at dining room table.

Gilbert looked even more hurt at the statement, but he had expected that it would not be easy trying to get back the Canadian.

"Hey, the awesome can't give up! It's not over yet!" and he ran off. Matthew, who was secretly thrilled about the entire situation, sat down at the table and looked at his plate. While it was rather burnt at the edges, it still smelt good.

Gilbert had charged back into the room, holding three items: a garment bag, his laptop and what seemed to be newspapers. The combination of items were rather puzzling to the Canadian, and he sat there, arms folded wondering what would happen next. He dumped the newspapers in front of the nation while opening up the laptop and typing something into the screen. Curious, Matthew glanced at the newspapers.

The newspaper headlines caught his attention first.

"PRUSSIA HAS CONQUERED CANADA'S VITAL REGIONS."

Caught by surprise, he read on.

"BWAHAHAHA, THOUGHT YOU'LL NEVER SEE THIS DAY COMING, EH? WELL, GUESS WHAT? I , GILBERT BEILSCHMIDT, THE GREAT PRUSSIA , IS STATING THAT THE COUNTRY OF CANADA, MATTHEW WILLIAMS IS MY PROPERTY. SORRY YOU CAN'T HAVE HIM, BUT HIS ASS IS MINE!"

Blushing furiously, he spluttered," What- eh? What on earth?!"

Grinning, Gilbert replied, "That's just phase one!"

"Gilbert, you can't be serious! You took this out on the newspapers? What if someone sees it?"

Gilbert typed away on the computer. "Kid, it's the World Nations Times, OUR newspaper. Only nations read that. And so what? I want the world to know your ass is mine."

Matthew blushed despite himself, but steeled on and said, "And you think this is gonna make me forgive you, Gilbert? You make it sound as though I'm your booty call!"

Gilbert chuckled. "You know that word? I'm surprised." He issued a few more commands on the computer and said, "Done!" He turned the laptop around and faced it towards Matthew.

Matthew looked at it and was shocked. His own face was staring back at him.

"Like it, kid?" Gilbert asked. "Phase two is about to begin."

*

At Yao's place, many of the nations were happily eating, chatting or watching tv. A few of the nations, mostly the Nordic ones, had started a small gambling den at one corner. Yao and some of the other Asian Nations were serving food out and preparing more games to play. In fact, Hong Kong had already played a few tricks on Arthur, booby trapping his chair with some explosives and scaring the hell out of the poor nation. Now, Arthur was chasing the younger nation around the room, screaming obscenities. Francis was trying to coax Seychelles to have some more wine, and he seemed to be succeeding. Alfred was watching a Cantonese dubbed version of Alvin and the Chipmunks, laughing hysterically at the Cantonese. All in all, everyone was enjoying the different activities.

That was, until everyone's phones started buzzing and ringing.

All of the nations paused in what they were doing, alert and prepared to tackle whatever problem there seemed to be. Checking their phones, it seemed as though most of the nations have received emails, while others received messages. The message was the same in both:

Go to: oresama . blogspot .com

All the nations looked at each other to see if they received the same message. Alfred took the opportunity to shout, "EVERYBODY! As leader of this meeting, I declare that everyone opens the link to see what is happening! Do it now!"

Arthur muttered," It's not a bloody meeting, you git." But he did the same thing as the other nations, curious to see what was going on.

The link opened up to the website, which many countries recognized, and the most recent entry seemed to be a live video feed .

Suddenly, they saw a blonde's face fill up the screen.

"Isn't that-?" many nations asked, questioningly.

"America, what are you doing on Prussia's blog?"Asked a smiling Russia. "Are you trying to become one with him first?"

"Huh? Wait....that's not me...that's..." a confused Alfred said.

"Mon petite Mathieu!" That was France shouting.

"Matthew?" "Who?" "Canada, that guy." The nations quickly started chattering.

The scene changed to Gilbert's own face, which was smirking slightly as he surveyed his audience.

" Well, welcome to the live event on Gilbert's Blog! Since its Valentine's Day, the great awesome me has decided that its time you all should know something."The screen shifted to face Matthew again.

"Gilbert, what is this?" said Matthew in the screen. Gilbert joined him in front of the screen.

"You'll find out. " Turning to face his audience again, Gilbert started to address them.

"6 months ago, I thought I had become more awesome when I got into a relationship with this guy."

"WHAT?! MATTHEW, WITH THAT GITFACE? I DISAPPROVE!"

"Shut up, Angleterre. You're ruining l'amour."

"In any case, I thought it would be fine if nobody knew about this relationship, because...I was afraid. "

More buzzing and chatter.

"I know my awesome reputation, but at that time, I thought that if anyone else knew that this guy was with me, it'll hurt him. As it is, you guys don't even know he exists, or mix him up with that Alfred guy, so you guys would think I was taking advantage of this kid. Don't deny it, Brit boy, I know how you often don't recognize him and never see him that much."

There was spluttering from Arthur, but no one took notice.

"In any case, I blew it yesterday, and Matthew got pissed at me. Turns out that he thought I was the one ashamed of having him around as a boyfriend, and he tried to break up with me."

The nations were now paying full attention to their individual screens, soaking up the story as they went.

"It is true. I was ashamed of having him as a boyfriend-"

A few nations stood up in an uproar of anger. Matthew in the video turned red and looked as though he was about to cry.

"But only because of the fact that Matthew Williams is the best boyfriend anyone could ever have. He cooks, he cleans, he doesn't mind if I accidently drugged his polar bear with some of his marijuana brownies. And the fact that someone so great like him would be in love with someone like me...that's just not awesome. So I kept it a secret for 6 months. But I'm not gonna lie anymore."

Gilbert now turned to Matthew, who listened to his speech red faced and teary eyed.

"Matthew Williams. As far as awesome goes, you're more or less it. I love you."

The blonde nation, with tears shining in his eyes, threw his arms around him and held on tightly, bawling on his shoulder.

Most of the nations went, ' Aw..." in unison. Feliciano was actually bawling on Ludwig's shoulder.

Arthur, however, was not amused.

"That bloody wanker made Matthew cry! Wait till I get my hands on him!"

A hand was placed on Arthur's shoulder in a placating manner.

"Angleterre, calm down. Those two are so obviously in amour. Let them be. "

*

Back in Matthew's house, Matthew cried as he held on to Gilbert's shirt. The ex-nation held him tightly back. They stayed like this for the next few minutes, just holding on to each other, neither paying attention to the fact that the video camera was still on.

After a while, Matthew looked up at Gilbert, releasing the tight hold he had on his shirt.

"Gilbert, thank you. That was- and will always be- the best gift ever."

Gilbert raised an eyebrow. "Eh? That's not the end yet."

Matthew, confused, tilted his head in confusion.

Gilbert held out the garment bag, an odd smirk on his lips.

*

Many of the nations in Yao's place were now chattering, mostly about the events that had just happened. Some were wondering just when did Gilbert and Matthew had some much affection for each other. Elizaveta was screaming in happiness as she and some of the other female nations were happily gushing about the plans for the wedding...if there was one, that is.

Until someone...Alfred, probably, shouted," Hey, there's more on the feed!"

All the nations quickly switched their attention back onto the screens .And the most interesting sight greeted them.

In the feed, a blushing Matthew approached Gilbert, looking shy and coy as he did . And the nations realised that his outfit had changed from the red hoodie he was wearing earlier to...yellowish gold?

"Ve~? Isn't that-?" Feliciano said slowly as he looked closely at the picture. Ludwig looked at it as well and blushed. Elizaveta however, had noticed.

"EE!!!!KAWAIIII!!!!!MATTHEW'S WEARING MY DRESS!"

Suddenly all the nations' attention were renewed as they looked closer to reveal Matthew wearing an off the shoulder dress with black lace trimmings.

"Wow, Canada is rather hot for a guy..."said Cuba as he looked at the image." Shame Gilbert has him now."

"Don't you dare say that about my little boy!"screeched Arthur as he quickly ran towards Cuba and jumped on him.

The ensuing fight that occurred during the Chinese New Year was dubbed The Fight of The Year and had later won an award of the same name.

*

Matthew Williams blushed as he approached Gilbert." This is so embarrassing."

"Hey, you wouldn't believe how long it took for me and Ludwig to get Psycho Bitch to give me this dress." Grinned the nation as he reached out and grabbed the cross-dressing nation on his lap." She wouldn't take anything from me. Ludwig had to trade her some of his time to model clothes for her as well as get pictures of you in the dress for it. He also had to pull some strings with the editor of the newspaper to get that headline in."

Matthew flushed slightly, but teasingly, he asked, "And you were lazing around the rest of the time, eh?"

"Hey, learning to set up video feed and how to cook is a long and arduous process." Yawned Gilbert as he held him close, breathing in the scent of the blonde's hair." And for that matter, I was worried the entire time that you might still not forgive me even after that."

Matthew chuckled slightly as his eyes caught the sight of Gilbert's bandaged hand. Noticing that the right hand had burns as well from his cooking attempt, he made a soft cooing noise as he took Gilbert's hand and brought it to his lips, soothing the pain away.

Gilbert breathed in abruptly, but managed to say , "Hey, don't waste it there, bring that maple syrup here." And he kissed the Canadian, his angel of maple syrup, the one he loved.

*

If anyone were to look at the different couples on the street, many would often go," aw..." or coo at how cute they look together.

But not always for Matthew and Gilbert.

After the incident, many nations still bring up the incident with much gossip and excitement. Some can't believe the romantic way the ex-nation of Prussia revealed his relationship to the world. Some of them have offered their congratulations, while others still cannot believe the fact that the quiet nation of Canada and the extremely loud ex-nation of Prussia are together. No one can see the similarities they have.

Only two nations can.

Matthew thinks it's because of the fact that both of them have hidden sides. While Prussia was always loud and extremely egoistic, that was actually a sign that showed that he still felt dogged by his loneliness and his wish to not be forgotten. Matthew, despite the fact that he was quiet and shy, was not always the goody two-shoes he was perceived to be. Both nations had affluent brothers that were high in the ranking during World Meetings, and often both were overshadowed by them.

Gilbert thinks it's because they're both awesome.

Matthew was invited to more dinners over at Ludwig's place, and Elizaveta was happy to have another friend/ model to dress up .She often gave him more outfits than Matthew could ever wear, except that most of them were dresses and seemed to only meet Gilbert's eyes before they were immediately taken off again, mostly by Gilbert. Roderich was neutral to Matthew's coming into the family, but did not mind the times he and the young Canadian tried to have a conversation. Feliciano kept apologizing about calling Matthew "Gilbert's Best Friend" and made thousands of plates of pasta to compensate. Ludwig just nodded and did not say anything, but was secretly pleased over his brother's choice.

Not that Matthew's family ever got involved. Arthur had, rather embarrassed, given THE TALK to both Alfred and Matthew, but was interrupted when Alfred had loudly complained about the fact that Iggy was being a stick in the mud. This resulted in another fight which had Matthew rather exasperated and tried to pretend that he wasn't part of the family. Francis had gone to Gilbert and given him his approval as well as a warning to his "son- in law". Thus, Gilbert was also invited over for their family dinners, if there were any and while he complained all the time about them, he always accompanied Matthew to them, because he had to grace the family with his awesomeness.

*

The blonde wakes up , warmed by the sun and the body of his lover. He smiles slightly and snuggles closer to the paler nation, feeling comforted and loved.

This motion wakes up Gilbert, who smiles slightly and hangs on to Matthew's waist.

"Good morning, kid." He murmurs quietly to Matthew's ear. Matthew giggles and kisses him on the cheek.

"Gilbert, do you still remember Valentine's Day last year?" said Matthew as he curls up against his lover.

"Well, hell yeah, I do." Declared Gilbert. "That was one of the best times we had sex in our lives!"

"Gilbert!"

"Well, it's true! And for that matter, that first dress still looks the best on you !"

"Don't say that!" Matthew flushes .

"Hey, I'm not the one who wore it yesterday and tried to seduce me with "maple syrup."" Teased Gilbert as he buries his nose into Matthew's hair, inhaling strongly. Matthew giggles and tries to wriggle away, but is held on tightly by Gilbert. Giving up, Matthew gives a tiny peck on Gilbert's lips , which evolves into a more oral sort of mating, as Gilbert kisses him harder. The two do this for awhile, and just held each other after that , feeling complete and whole.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Gilbert."

"The same to you, kid."

Finished.

Argh-thor's notes : ( Bouncing up and down happily.) I wanna tell you guys stuff! Wait a min, wait a min! ( digs into laptop.) Firstly, I made a playlist mix for this story! If you guys wanna know, I can add a zip file link or a list or something! So if you want a list, you can add it in the reviews if you do want it!

Secondly, I also wanna tell you about this ! The dress Matthew is wearing was actually inspired by this drawing from a really talented artist called Iraya- sama! Check her out on deviant art. I really love her art, and Matthew looked so darling in the dress I had to write it in to the story. If you see it, you'll understand why....http : // iraya -sama . deviantart . com / art / IT - S - CALLED - MOE - 144150242 ( without the spaces.) So basically, I didn't imagine the dress. It's all hers, I swear.

I really love you guys! Seriously, my love for you guys makes me feel like its my second Valentine's Day!

Oh and one more thing! Review! Or I'll get Angry Protective Mother like Arthur to beat you up for loving his son in a dress!

(APM Arthur: Argh-thor!

Me: Oh shit. He found me writing about his son in a dress. He's gonna kill me....

APM Arthur: Damn you, Argh-thor!

Me: * running off into the sunset* You'll look pretty in drag too, Arthur!)