Chapter 1

This is a new story I'm starting. My first Hetalia fic, and my second mulit-chappie. There will be multiple pairings in this, including some yaoi, so if you dont like, dont read.

Victoria was a happy little girl. Since she moved in with Francis she had received everything her little heart desired. She wore the prettiest dresses, at the best food, and was showered with loving attention. But there was something she longed to have. Another little kid to play with would make everything perfect. One day Miss Victoria got her wish.

Little Mathew sat sadly on the frozen ground, shivering from head to toe. He clutched his teddy bear, Kumajirou, and dreamed of a warm home, heated by a fireplace. A room full of people who cared, and acknowledged him. His sad purple eyes stared sadly at the ground, just wishing someone would take his hand, and pull him into their arms.

At first, Matthew thought he was still dreaming when he felt a soothing hand on his shoulder. But even so, he found himself moving into the warmth of the hand. That's when he heard the light chuckle. Lavender eyes looked up, and locked with brilliant azure. They looked so heartwarming. Almost as if they could completely melt away the snow.

Francis had noticed the little boy before, He was always sitting out in the cold alone, clutching to the stuffed bear for dear life. The boy was shaking like a wet Chihuahua in the Arctic. It broke the blonde Frenchman's heart. If his parents were foolish enough to desert him, Mr. Bonnefoy was going to take the boy and bring him to live with himself and his darling Victoria.

He soon found himself kneeling behind the boy with a gloved hand on his shoulder. He couldn't help but smile, when the younger blonde looked up into Francis' eyes.

"Bonjour mon fils." He said in the most gentlest of voices. The little boy blinked, clutching tightly to his teddy bear.

"B-bonjour sir."

Gently, Francis took the boy's hand and pulled him up to his feet. Smiling gently at the little boy, he tightened his hand around the other's reassuringly.

"For now on, call me big brother."

Matthew blushed lightly and smiled. "Oui, big brother." The Frenchman softly patted the boy's head, and led him to a place the boy hadn't known in a while, a place called home.

Snow and ice chill the heart of the lonely

But one smile can warm it up

One smile

One hug

One caring word

Thanks for reading. I know this chapter was short, but the next will be longer. :D
R&R

Cherry