"Latvia this isn't a place to play so you should just stop running."
"Please, just leave me alone!"
Latvia was running away from Russia looking for a hiding spot. Sweat was pouring down his face and he was nervously breathing. He stopped when he thought the other was far from him. Falling to his knees Latvia curled himself into a ball.
'I need to find someone before Russia finds me' the blond thought. Blue eyes swept across the hallways. Shakily getting up he ran again.
"Who the heck are you?" A small furry polar bear asked head raised looking at it's owner.
"I'm Canada... You should know this Kumajiro i've been taking care of you for a long time." Canada sighed and pushed his glasses up. He sighed again then continued walking down the many hallways of the U.N. meeting building it was lunch break and he was hungry. "You think were lost?" "Maybe. I mean were you supposed to go?" The bear asked. Continuing down the hall they stopped there was two different ways to go. Canada turned around when he heard fast footsteps coming straight towards him. "Ehh!"
'There is someone up ahead! They possibly can help me!' Latvia was gaining speed happy at the thought. Then he tripped on his own feet and fell with a hard thunk! Curling up into a ball again he cried softly. Someone was beside him. "Are you okay! Do you need help?" The mysterious blond said. Latvia stopped crying slightly looking up. 'That was exactly what I need!' "Is Russia around?" Latvia asked uncurling from his little ball frowning. "No... I don't think. Are you hiding from him...?" Latvia slowly rose and looked up at the other boy. "Y-yes." He said shaking. "What's your name and why are you running from Russia?" Latvia paused unsure if he should answer that. "My name is Latvia and I just want to get away from Russia." The small blond looked nervously at the floor glancing a few times at the polar bear. "I'm Canada and this is Kimajiro. Say hi to Latvia." Canada was smiling as the bear stared at Latvia. Latvia stared back then finally looked at Canada.
'I wonder why he is running from Russia? Maybe he's hungry? Would it be okay to invite him over to my house and let him stay for a couple nights? Nobody would notice if I wasn't at the meeting...' Canada's mind whirled deep in thought he barley noticed that Latvia was petting his polar bear. "Do you want to hold him for me; I need to call my brother." He said smiling. "Sure I will hold him." The smaller boy practically whispered. "Thanks" Canada passed him over to Latvia. "I'll be right back."
As soon as he walked out of earshot he grabbed his cell phone out of his pocket. When the blond flipped it open he dialed America's number. "Hello your awesome hero speaking!" "Uh...hi Alfred I need some advice." "Yeah, get on with it. I got something to do." "I meet this lost little boy and he is hiding from...your boyfriend" "Matthew, Ivan is not my boyfreind!" Alfred hissed through the speaker. "Well I was thinking he could stay with me till he sorts out his problems." Matthew squeaked. "Oh, cool. I would say you were being a hero if I knew you weren't just trying to get little boys into your lonely house!" Alfred mood changed and he started laughing. Canada just closed his phone frowning. 'I would never do something like that and if Russia isn't his boyfreind then why does he use his human name!' Matthew thought frustrated then he sighed walking back over to the small boy. "Were are you going to sleep tonight?" Matthew asked "I don't know..."He shivered and Canada could tell that he was thinking about Russia.
'Oh craps! Were am I supposed to sleep tonight! Maybe he will let me stay with him. I don't know him! He is a stranger what am I thinking! Wait calm down; think about it...it's better than getting caught by Russia.'
Latvia looked up at Canada and noticed with horror there was someone behind him...
"Ahhhh..." was the small noise that escaped his mouth. Latvia's eyes were wide with horror. 'Wait that's not Russia!' He squinted through the tears forming in his eyes. Canada was giving him a questioning look before he could ask a voice sounded from behind him.