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Thank you everyone for your reviews! ^^ I really appreciate them! Kittens and Polar Bears   ~About a month later~ Since that day, Matthew and Heracles had been spending more and more time together, talking about everything and nothing at the same time. Since he had already graduated from the school, Greece was only coming to visit people, and much to Matthew's disappointment, he was too busy with paperwork and such to visit every day. As much as he really hadn't wanted to give away his heart again, especially so soon, he had already admitted to two of his best friends, Emma, and Mikkel, that he was developing feelings for Heracles. After

               Matthew Williams slowly walked from his class to the Lounge where the other countries in the school would come to hang out. It was cold, and the blonde pulled his hoodie tighter around himself as he walked between the various buildings on campus. As he neared the Lounge, the blonde's steps slowed, and he became nervous, and his heart began to beat like a jackhammer in his chest. Matthew tentatively looked into the Lounge to see if it was safe to go in, but upon seeing the reason for his pounding heart sitting in the room, he quickly opted to sit on the g

Francis turned to Gilbert, "What exactly are you doing to my little Matthieu?" he asked in a threatening tone. "Nothing since you walked in. Now, don't you have someone else to walk in on? How about Arthur and Alfred?" Gilbert retorted, wrapping his arms around Matthew's waist and pulling him closer. "They already kicked me out." Francis explained, "Besides, how can I leave poor little Matthieu here to be taken advantage of by you?" he added with a glare. I'm not taking advantage of him, see?" Prussia leaned in to kiss the blonde again, but was met by small hands and the Canadian started trying to wriggle his way out of his grasp. "You s

                The meeting felt longer than any other he'd had to sit through before. As soon as America had walked in (late of course), he and England had started arguing. It even seemed to take longer than usual for Germany to slam his hands on the table to shut everyone up, so they could actually start the meeting. Though, that could've been due to the Italian clinging to his arm and babbling about pasta. Gilbert couldn't help but smirk at the small Canadian seated across from him. He had caught the blonde looking at him, and his cheeks turned red when he realized he'd been caught staring. It made him look even cuter than usual. 'I wond