Silent Night-PruCanChecking his watch for the fifth time in just five minutes, Gilbert gave a little start. Nearly seven in the evening, Matthew should be coming to join him soon. He paced, digging himself a nice trench through the snow covered ground. This night always made him nervous, it was such a big deal to Matthew. Not that he would ever come out and say that directly, always hiding how he truly felt but Gilbert knew. This night meant more to him then all the other nights of the year, which Gilbert found rather odd but he didnt questioned it. Once again he checked his watch, only one minute having passed and he jumped feeling something wet hit his cheek. Looking up to the cloudy night sky that had a twinge of orange to it he saw it was snowing lightly again. That was good, in fact it was perfect, he thought relaxing just a little bit. Even though he could very much do without the powdery precipitation, Matthew lived for the stuff. One more glance at his watch as he continued to pa
Seemingly Unnoticed-PruCanSongFic: "We All Fall Down" AerosmithSeemingly Unnoticed-PruCan3 years ago in Drama More Like This
An assortment of blue jeans, slacks, tee shirts, collared shirts and hoodies spilled out of the upturned laundry basket onto the floor of the closet. Matthew managed to smile briefly at his handiwork, before frowning and ripping the tie from around his neck. Throwing it angrily into the mix, he begun to take off the suit jacket so that it could join as well. Usually, Matthew preferred order and neatness but he didnt care today, thats why he had kick the basket over in the first place. What did it matter anyway? Its not like someone is going to notice, they never notice anything having to do with him. The others had always been that way and probably always would be, he thought angrily walking out into the main room to get a change of clothes.
When your heart is breaking
When your faith has been shaken
When the road your takin
Takes you nowhere at all
Another day wasted at the conference center, there wer
Comforting [ PruCan ]Okay! Stating this now...in this fic, Mathew isn't forgotten. Reason why:Comforting [ PruCan ]3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Gilbert talks about his little Birdie so much, he won't let him be forgotten. At least, he won't let Germany and Italy forget him.
Mathew sighed, shoving his hands into the pockets of his red hoodie. He'd been called here by Ludwig because Gilbert had been acting...strange. Apparently, he hadn't come out of his room all day. Now, the normal Gilbert Beilshmidt would be dropping by any and every countries home to, as he would so humbly put it, 'grace all of the unawesome people with his awesome presence.' So, this was definitely not the norm for the loud Prussian. Of course, it was the middle of January, so it had been below zero almost the entire day, not like it really bothered the Canadian. He'd experienced far worse winters. But, the thing was, he'd flown into Germany from Florida, since his brother had insisted on dragging him down from his comfo
PruCan Valentine's Day“VERDAMMT!” Prussia growled as he ran a hand through his pale hair in frustration. He flopped onto his bed and stared up at the ceiling, as if hoping for the solution to his problem to reveal itself on the blank surface. When no answer made itself apparent, Prussia breathed out loudly through his nose and scowled.PruCan Valentine's Day3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Valentine’s Day was less than a week away, and Prussia had no idea what to do for his boyfriend of one month to celebrate. A person as wonderful as Canada deserved much more than a store-bought card or a box of chocolates or a bouquet of roses. No, whatever Prussia decided to do, it would have to be totally unique and mind-blowingly awesome.
Not that Canada was the sort of person who would blow up at him if he didn’t do anything to celebrate. In fact, he would probably be totally okay if they didn’t do anything. But in Prussia’s mind, there was no way that he would let Birdie get away without knowing just how much he meant to the ex
To Lose a Canadian: PruCanIt was much too early for this. Gilbert cracked one red eye open and quickly closed it again. The sunlight that was filtering weakly through the partially closed curtains was just a bit too bright for his liking. He snuggled back under the covers when he noticed a problem: there was a certain Canadian warmth missing.To Lose a Canadian: PruCan3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Gilbert groaned, not wanting to venture from beneath the deep red down comforter but not wanting to go back to sleep without his favourite fiancé to cuddle with. He knew it was a tendency of the Canadian to steal all of the top blanket and huddle in some obscure corner of the bed. All Gilbert had to do was find him.
Now finding a person on a bed shouldn’t be that hard but this bed was special. Matthew had wanted just a normal bed, one big enough for the two of them with modest pricing and accented with modest blankets. He regretting ever letting Gilbert accompany him to the store. Gilbert had wondered off while Matthew was looking at the decent
Demon Boy -PruCan-"Non! I'm not doing it! You can't make me!" I huffed irritably, staring into the determined eyes of my brother who was holding two costumes.Demon Boy -PruCan-3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One of Batman and one of Robin
"Come on bro, do me a favour!" Alfred whinned, nudging the ridiculously tight looking costume at me, a pleading look in his blue eyes
"No! I'll be here for the party, that's enough!" I huffed, now slightly irritated. I ran my hand through my blonde hair, watching as my brother grumbled and turned away. He would be after me again, trying to get me in that skin tight costume.
"That's just ridiculous, if it wasn't that skin tight I might have done it" I sighed, looking down. I didn't want to go in something with short sleeves like that; it was just too risky.
I didn't want anyone seeing the criss-cross lines against my pale skin, the cherry red glow of the healing cuts, and the pink fleshy colour of the healed scars, each one representing a memory being brought up, each thought of him again
[ A Deer In The Headlights ] PruCanBEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP. BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP. BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP.[ A Deer In The Headlights ] PruCan3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Mathew Williams sighed, wishing the alarm clock would shut up. After maybe the fifth time the machine rang out its shrill tone, the male realized it wasn't going to go away anytime soon. Reaching around blindly, he smacked at the evil, plastic, sleep preventing device until it finally reached the almighty snooze button. The moment the beeping stopped, he sighed softly. Now, to get back to sleep...
"Yo, Mattie! Lil' bro, we got a conference today! Wake up!"
Mathew groaned loudly. Of all the times his brother decides to remember him, it had to be NOW! Yes, that was the reason why Mathew Williams did not want to leave the plush comfort of his mattress. It was the day of a World Meeting. Another day where he gets to sit in a room and listen to all the idiotic countries argue with one another, not even bothering to take notice of him or ask his opinion, not even his snot nose brother would care t
Love is Love - PruCan - Thank you!!Matthew stared down at his phone. He was truly dreading making such a phone call since of course Alfred had to be that overprotective older brother and freak out when he found out that Gilbert and Matthew were getting married. Matthew had already faced one phone call with Alfred and that had not gone well. Alfred had only made matters worse and Gilbert had hung up on him after he saw how distraught Matthew was.Love is Love - PruCan - Thank you!!3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
With a small sigh Matthew dialed the familiar Virginia number and wished that Gilbert had stayed in the room instead of going off somewhere else but he knew he had to talk with his brother. The rings seemed to echo in Matthew’s head, causing the rising anxiety to increase tenfold.
‘Sup Mattie?’ Alfred’s voice seemed all to chipper for Matthew’s liking.
‘Al,’ was all he said.
‘That’s me, what’s up?’
Matthew sighed again. He did not get mad, he kept telling himself. ‘You wanted a chance to talk, so talk.
Differences-PruCanPrussia stood behind the door of a small room, somewhere on the first floor of the world conference center. He was shaking hard with fear, holding a sword in front of him. The sword was covered with fresh blood, he watched it drip to the floor creating a puddle. Prussia's hands trembled, the sword rattling with them, his breath quickening. Slowly, he tore his eyes from the sword to look up at the man he had just attacked.Differences-PruCan3 years ago in Drama More Like This
It shouldn't have been that easy, it can't have been that easy, Prussia thought frantically. He had pushed the sword into the others man's abdomen without much thought or hesitation. Despite the one glaring fact, the one trouble Prussia could not ignore, the reason it was so complicated. This man and his lover, Canada, they shared the same face. True this man had subtle differences, his hair was darker and pulled back into a pony tail, his skin was tanner then Canada's
Our White ChristmasName: Our White ChristmasOur White Christmas3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warnings: Shonen-ai, fluff.
Words: 1, 374
Summary: "Matthew closed his eyes and leaned his head on the albino's shoulder, smiling against the black fabric of his t-shirt as he inhaled the smell of Gilbert's cologne and the distinctive scent of tinsel. After an entire year he still loved the mere presence of this man, perhaps even more. PruCan fluff oneshot, Merry Christmas!"
Disclaimer: I don't own Matthew or Gilbert… My friend does, she has them in a cage together~ Kidding, Himaruya Hidekaz owns them both.
V/N: I'm not sure how many people are going to be willing to read it all through to the end, but I hope you enjoy the fluff?
Matthew smiled as he pulled another shiny red bauble from the packet, and looped a piece of gold string into the hook, tying up the small thread carefully so as to not drop the ornament or lose the
PruCan- You Forgotten Me... 3PruCan- You Forgotten Me... 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Matthew stared wide eyed at the student at the doorframe. The teen walked up to Matthew and opened his arms. "Well? Aren't you going to at least say 'hi' to one of your best friends after ten long fucking years?" Matthew blinked before smiling widely (Which he hasn't done in a long time Author might add) and jumped into the Italian's arm. 'It is! It's Lovino!' Matthew thought brightly, and wrapped his skinny arms around his best friend.
Yes, in elementary school, Matthew had three best friends. Abel Morgens, the tough looking guy from Netherlands, Lovino Vargas, a potty mouth kid from Italy (Even though Matthew doesn't mind his language.) and Gilbert Beilschmidt from Germany. And Matthew was close with all of them…not the same could be said about each other, and it was funny when Lovino, Abel, and Gilbert would fight over who's Matthew's best friend. Until both Abel and Lovino had to go back to their home country. Leaving Gilbert to be Matthew's best friend. Look how THAT turned out.
PruCan - Time for restCanada sighed wearily as he walked through his front door. The day had been long, and the paperwork had seemed endless, not to mention the few times he had been sat on or tripped over. Although all this was pretty much a common occurrence, today had felt like it was ten times worse. He shrugged off his coat, wistfully the hoping for a chance to sit down and rest, but he knew that there would most likely be-PruCan - Time for rest6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Hey Mattie!" Yup. Matthew looked up at the grinning Prussian that had once again invaded his home. Not that he minded usually. "Awesomeness is here!"
"Hey Gil," he said, sluggishly kneeling down to remove his boots. "You want pancakes right? Just hold on a minute, I'll make you some."
Gilbert stared down at the small blonde man, eyebrows furrowed. "What's up with you today?"
"Hm, wha- oh nothing. I'm fine." Canada stepped out of his shoes and started walking towards the kitchen, only to be pulled back by the other's hand.
"No no no, I don't think it's nothing." Prussia spun him aro
Last Page- PruCanDear DiaryLast Page- PruCan3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Prussia hastily scrawled the heading across the top of one of the last pages in a very worn journal. He knew he probably shouldnt have taken the time to come here and right this, but he knew he had to. He wasn't quite sure what was going to happen to him and there needed to be some sort of record of it. Looking around to the numerous already filled journals lining the walls of the large room he smiled, it would be a shame not to write down this moment. After all, he thought dipping his favorite old fashion pen into the ink well, authors dont let their books go unfinished.
This is mein last entry in the Great Prussias diary.
Putting those words down on paper had almost the same effect on him as if he had said out loud. They were painful to realize, his head started reeling. How had this happened so fast? How had the end just snuck up on him like this? Prussia took a deep breath, he thought he would have forever but now it seeme
If One Would... (PruCan oneshot)No one recognizes me... No one knows who I am... But if just one would...If One Would... (PruCan oneshot)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Canada sat at the end of the hall, listening to the other countries yell at each other, and waiting for them to notice him-- but he knew they never would.
For some reason, he found his eyes drawn to a certain albino ex-nation. Prussia. He allowed himself this one time to loose himself in his thoughts, about what would happen if one day people started noticing him, if one day, that one person he really wanted to notice him would.
He was so intent in his thoughts that he didn't realize that the meeting had ended and he was still staring at the Germanic nation.
Then, something rare happened. One of his fellow countries approached him.
"Mon amour? Is something wrong?" asked France.
"Ah! Papa! I'm sorry! No, nothing's wrong. I was just... Thinking..." the Canadian replied quietly, the way he always talked. Everything about the blonde said 'quiet' and 'shy'.
"I noticed you were staring at Prussia... Why
PruCan- You forgotten me...2PruCan- You forgotten me...23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The next day, which was a Saturday, Gilbert made his way to Matthew's apartment. He didn't know that on the paper, it said weekends were a bad time to come. Gilbert groaned as he knocked on the door. He heard shuffling, then a very pissed off Matthew. "I thought today would be a good time to study." Gilbert reasoned, making Matthew sigh in annoyance. He got out his 'speaking' pad and wrote something. 'You dumb twat, I wrote I'm full for the weekends on the paper!' Matthew wrote, before locking his door and starting to walk away. Gilbert, being the curious guy he was, started to follow him.
After walking a couple blocks, Matthew entered a bookstore, not to Gilbert's surprise. A
mute guy working in a bookstore? A good match. Gilbert still walked in, only to see a mass multitude of book, but Matthew walked over to the kid's section, and was promptly hugged by a small girl. "Mattie! You're back!" The little girl said with glee, as Matthew keeled down and hugged her back. 'Nice to see you a
PruCan- You Forgotten Me... Prolouge+1 (Rewritten)PruCan- You Forgotten Me... Prolouge+1 (Rewritten)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was already a summer evening as a lone child sat there, hugging his knees and crying softly to himself. He lost track of his older brother and his Papa, and felt so alone. "Hey!" A voice rung out, directed at him. The boy looked up, his wavy, blonde hair moving, and when his head was fully up, a long, stubborn curl was in front of his face. Matthew Williams stared into the eyes of another child, who had ruby eyes and snow white hair. "What are you doing?" The albino asked Matthew, making Matthew blink a bit in confusion. He pointed at himself. "M-me…?" Matthew asked in that quiet voice of his. The albino walked over and ruffled Matthew's head. "Man, you talk quietly! I am the awesome Gilbert Beilschmidt! But you can call me Gil!" Matthew stared at Gilbert with bewilderment. "You…can see me…?" Matthew asked, which Gilbert looked with dumbfound look. "Eh? What kind of question is that!?" Matthew looked at the strange kid he just met. "Well, only my
PruCan - Escape PlanLate in the afternoon, after the bell had rung and all the students of had left the building, Hetalia High School was a rather quiet place usually.PruCan - Escape Plan6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"DAMMIT GILBERT! I'M GONNA KILL YOU FOR THAT!"
Gilbert sprinted manically down the hallway away from the impending wrath of Elizaveta and her frying pan. Ducking down various hallways, he was slowly losing all sense of direction.
Why can't that bitch take a joke?! So what if I filled that prissy four eyes' violin with whipped cream?
"Hey! Doesn't that thing belong to a cooking room or something?" he yelled over his shoulder, darting around a sharp corner. The angry Hungarian ignored his words, and focused solely on keeping up with the albino. He flew around another bend, and stared down the hallway before him. Suddenly, is eyes lit up as he spotted a familiar figure loitering around next to the lockers.
Elizaveta stalked angrily down the halls, eyes glinting dangerously, as she attempted to rel
The Invasion ::PruCan::He lost it all: the fame, the fortune, the respect, the land; he lost it all. He didn't say anything as his country slipped from his finger, he only tried desperately to hold onto what was left of it but it was like trying to catch water. It just doesn't work. It just doesn't Goddamn work.The Invasion ::PruCan::6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
His status as one of the greatest kingdoms came to an end wiped clean off the maps and reduced to something of a small history lesson-and oh how he longs for it again. Oh how he longs for the feeling of superiority, respect, and that odd maternal instinct towards his people. Oh how he longs for it, and oh how hard he was willing to fight to get it back.
"Gilbert!" A voice called from somewhere behind him. The bird resting on his head chirped at the sound of the familiar voice; chirped once before fluttering its wings and flying off to meet the other male. A male bundled up to his neck in winter clothing and jackets- turned around, red eyes seeking out a blonde h
Prisoner ::PruCan::He obediently walked to his doom, wrists cut up and cuffed behind his back, a cocked and loaded gun pointed at his head. Dull red eyes watched the ground and lead legs dragged themselves along the ground as the enemies from all sides ushered him forward nervously. One pushed open the door, stealing a quick glance inside, before dragging the defeated man forward and into the room. The door shut behind him, temporarily throwing him into darkness before dim lights switched on.Prisoner ::PruCan::6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A tall man looked up from where he was pouring vodka into his glass cup and smiled. "You're here! I'm been looking forward to this for quite some time~" He finished pouring the liquid and poured another one for his guest before picking both in one meaty hand. In the other hand, he twirled around the small silver key to the cuffs. "I'm very happy to have you here Prussia, you know that don't you?" He sings as he approaches.
Pale and bitten lips pulled back into a snarl as Gilbert shows the shackles to the taller male
Prucan: Narnia's Not in This ClosetPrucan- Narnia's Not in This ClosetPrucan: Narnia's Not in This Closet4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Pick one, bro!" Alfred dropped the bag on top of my book. Glancing in, I saw that it was filled with a bunch of folded up papers. Great, another one of Alfred's games. At his last party, I just narrowly avoided playing spin the bottle. Alfred seemed to enjoy himself, his lips connected with Arthur's through the rest of the night.
"Alfred, I don't want to play anything," I said, though judging by my brother's face he couldn't hear me over the loud music and drunken laughs. I guess he decided I had agreed and shoved my hand into the bag. Sighing I grabbed a paper which he promptly took from me. He snickered and grabbed the front of my shirt, dragging me through the party. I bumped into people, though they either blamed Alfred or just couldn't find the culprit. Finally he threw me into a closest.
"Wait there, I'll be back with your partner!"
Of all the games to make me play, he chose seven minutes in heaven.
There was only one girl
Truth or Dare?... :PruCan:Truth or Dare?... :PruCan:5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"You disgusting pig!" A brunette girl screamed at the obviously wasted man and threw her drink on him. Her red, slushy of a drink poured onto the man's white shirt and made him shiver. The low lying neck allowed the melting concoction to ease it's way down his chest/ leaving a trail of sticky, alcohol reeking slime. His drunken soaked brain could not fully process how his favorite shirt had just gotten ruined, so he just smirked and headed back to the other side of the bar. Two men were hunched over cackling at the blonde's defeat. The pale one spoke first.
"Damn Francis, I cannoot believe sche didn't bead de living sheit oud of you!" The silver haired man hugged himself into a hysteric screech. His ruby eyes overflowed with laughing tears.
"Non, she wanted me, she just was not ready for this." Francis grinned and ran his finger's through his silky hair. The albino and darker man laughed harder as Francis finally returned to his seat.
"Francis," Antonio, the dark man began, "Francis, y
Tying the Knot ::PruCan::You should be surprised when one of your best friends shows up –sober— at your house at three in the morning to 'have a talk.' But Francis wasn't the bit surprised. Yes, he was a bit peeved off that Gilbert woke him up, but he got payback when he sent his parrots to chase the albino around the house for a good thirty minutes.Tying the Knot ::PruCan::6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"So, what was it that you wanted to talk to me about?" Francis questioned as he poured a steaming cup of coffee into both theirs' cup. You're awake already; why not get a head start on life?
Gilbert stared blankly at his reflection in the dark liquid before he swirled it around in the cup. He brought it to his lips and took a quick sip, suppressing a grimace. Francis may have the best wine in the whole entire country, but when it comes to coffee… not so much. So damn lite. He cleared his throat. "Well… uh, I have always… liked Mattie."
Francis blinked at him. "So?"
He wasn't sure if Francis
PruCan: Kiss Me"Kiss me " He whispered, so quietly, Gilbert was sure he had imagined it. But he had seen those soft lips form the words, so he couldn't have imagined it.PruCan: Kiss Me6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He looked quizzical for a long moment, then breathed, " what?"
"Please, just do it ." His voice was soft and whispery like it usually was, but there was something else to it, now. Something a bit pleading. "I want you to "
"But " Gilbert frowned, his eyebrows upturning in confusion. " why?"
"Gil " Matthew sighed, looking away, his hair wavy dirty-blond hair falling over his glasses and shielding his eyes. "F-Forget it I'm sorry "
Gilbert frowned deeper, seeing his melancholy expression, not to mention his tone of voice, even sadder than it usually was. Gently, as gently as he could, he brushed his fingers against Matt's cheek, feeling his breath catch as he did so.
" G-Gil " Matthew muttered before the gap between them was closed. He shifted lightly in his seat so he could lean
Twinkling Lights: PruCan - Happy Holidays!!‘It’s far too wet for this,’ Gilbert grumbled as he huddled under the giant umbrella. His jacket had been soaked a long time ago but he didn’t want to be in the rain anymore. Back in the morning of that same rainy day, he had come downstairs still feeling stuffed from the massive Thanksgiving dinner Alfred and Matthew had prepared the night before ready to eat more food only to see his living room transformed.Twinkling Lights: PruCan - Happy Holidays!!3 years ago in Romance More Like This
‘Holy Scheisse! Weihnachten!’ he exclaimed freezing in his tracks taking in the glittering baubles and sparkling lights. Gilbert managed to make his way into the kitchen only to see a very grumpy looking Arthur nursing a cuppa and an energetic Alfred bouncing around in a hideous reindeer sweater that lit up. He blinked at the odd pair then looked for his blond. Matthew was wearing a red sweater with little white snowflakes and maple leaves along the edges happily flipping pancakes while whistling a Christmas tune.
‘Welcome to the family,&
PruCan- You Forgotten Me...Extra 1 Little Matthew Kirkland walked up to his best friend's, Gilbert Beilschmidt, house and ranged the doorbell. After a minute or so, Gilbert's father came out and let a small grin unto his face. "Ah, wilkomen Matthew." Gilbert's father greeted as he stepped out of the way for Mattie to walk in. "Gilbert is in his room." Mr. Beilschmidt said before walking away to god knows where. Matthew sighed before he walked into Gilbert's room.PruCan- You Forgotten Me...Extra 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Birdie!" Gilbert called out from his bed. Gilbert had ended up with a fever due to falling into a river the day before, Matthew also fell in as well, but just ended up with a small cough. "Um…happy birthday, Bear." Matthew said and handed Gilbert the big box in his arms that he brought. Gilbert's eyes lighten in glee as he gripped the box tore off the wrapping paper. "Ah, Birdie! You shouldn't have!" Gilbert exclaimed as he pulled out the big plushie of Gilbird, who was sleeping in his cage. Suddenly, Gilbert pulled the Canadian in a big bear hug. "Danke B