'Ello! It's CanadaPelt, formerly Invader Mizzy. (Name change. XP) So, this is my newest story, inspired by "The Only Exception" by Paramore. It's a UsUK fanfic, also my first Hetalia fanfic, so it might not be too good ^^

I'll try to stay in character, but sometimes I may go a little out of character, I hope you don't mind. ^_^

Btw, yaoi is in this. o3o Don't like, don't read. Now good day. XD Also, human names are used.

Enjoy! 3

The Only Exception

Prologue

Thursday, January 26th, 1997

Arthur walked down the snowy streets of Massachusetts. It had been a year since he, his brother, Peter, and his parents had moved to the United States. He was currently thirteen years old, while Peter was only four. Arthur had been picking up Peter from his daycare, which he stayed until 6:00 PM. Why? Because Arthur's parents had allowed that. And Arthur never argued with his mother and father, for he wanted to gain as much respect from them as possible. He loved his parents more than anything in the world, even more than Peter, who was no more than a ball of trouble to Arthur. If anything ever happened to his parents, Arthur was sure to go with them, even if it meant dying.

"Arthur!" Peter wailed as he held Arthur's hand while walking down the quiet, snowy street. "I'm c-cold!"

Arthur rolled his eyes. "I'm cold, too," He replied. "But we're almost to the house, so you can wait. You're wearing a coat, gloves, scarf, and hat. You'll be fine." He gave Peter an annoyed glance. Peter simply sighed and they continued on walking.

By the time they returned to their apartment, it was 6:45 PM. Arthur opened the apartment door and let out a big groan. "Peter, if you didn't stay at that damn daycare so late, you wouldn't be so bloody cold coming home," He hissed to himself as he removed his coat and hung it up on the coathanger. Peter had ran inside immediately and ran into the bathroom, for it was always the warmest room in the apartment. Arthur grabbed a Pepsi from the fridge and propped himself on the couch.

He turned on the TV and watched the evening news. A few reports came on- mostly about economy or some shooting somewhere. The weather forcast was, once again, snow all week long.

"Bloody hell," Arthur cursed in a sigh. "I'm tired of all this snow."

Peter came bounding out of the bathroom. "All better!" He announced proudly.

"Does it take you half an hour to warm up?" Arthur asked.

"I went potty, too."

"Does that take half an hour, too?"

Peter nodded, then ran off to his bedroom before his older brother could ask any more questions.

Arthur let out a small chuckle. Always count on Peter to amuse someone.

Then, the phone rang.

Arthur got up and walked to the kitchen, where the phone was. He read the I.D. Not recognizable, but the number seemed to be from around the area, so, Arthur answered. "Hello?"

"Hello, is this Arthur Kirkland?" A voice asked from the other line.

"Y-Yes," Arthur replied hesitantly. "Might I ask who this is?" The person he was talking to sounded strangely familiar...

"Oh, right, excuse me. This is Doctor Beth, you know, the family doctor?"

Ah. Arthur calmed a little. "Oh, hello! Is there a problem?"

There was then a silence, and it wasn't just an I-forgot-what-I-was-going-to-say silence, it was a something-is-wrong silence. And Arthur didn't like it.

"Um...Doctor?" Arthur broke the strange silence. "Is there a problem?" He repeated.

Doctor Beth finally began hesitantly. "...Actually, yes, Arthur, there is a bit of a problem," Was that...sadness in her voice? "You see, your parents..."

Arthur froze. His parents? What about them? Did something...bad happen to them?

"Oh, Arthur, I'm so sorry..." Beth continued.

"...Go on," Arthur pressed. He needed to know what was up!

"Arthur, your parents have died in a car accident. I'm so sorry."

Arthur stepped out of his Aunt's car, with Peter holding his hand. He had returned from his parents funeral. His whole world had become a dizzy blur. He hadn't smiled once in about a week. Not since he heard about...No, he couldn't even think about it anymore. Peter and Arthur and cried together after learning the news, and they had fallen asleep on the couch. The days following was nothing but pure gloom and depression. Even the weather was gloomy- not a single spot of sunshine, even though it was Winter.

"Are you sure you can take care of Peter and yourself, Arthur?" Arthur's aunt, Mary, asked from the window of the car.

Arthur nodded. "Yes...I'll be fine. Peter's not too much trouble..."

Mary had a slightly concerned face. "Alright, dear. Well, if there's anything you need, don't be afraid to call me!"

"Okay. Say bye to Aunt Mary, Peter."

Peter said nothing. He was looking down at the ground. Arthur didn't scold. He gave a wave to Mary, and the car rolled away.

Arthur unlocked the apartment and walked inside.

Peter walked gloomily and slowly to his room.

Arthur then walked into his own room and changed out of his suit into a t-shirt and jeans. That was when he made a vow.

"I can't bear to lose anymore loved ones. With the exception of Peter, I will no longer love anyone else."

Not very long, but the actual chapters will be longer! ;)

Anyway, I don't wanna type much; It's nearly 4 AM and I wanna get some sleep. =_O"

R&R! I always look for new ways to improve my writing!

~CanadaPelt