I Do Not Own Axis Powers Hetalia. Please Review and Thank You. Canada's point of View.
Have To Do Better Than That
By Waterrain
I sighed softly to myself for America is going to be pretty depressed and it is going to be awkward. I'm not surprised about what was leaked out and it was not that impressive. In fact I have said way worse things about America mentally and of course tried to tell him to his face a couple of times, but I was ignored or he pretended not to hear me.
There was a knock on my door and it was not loud. In fact it was quiet and soft, but I heard it and I thought it might have been anyone expect America. Since America always knocks so hard, loud, and yells happily to me from behind the door.
"Canada."
It was America and I was stunned at how he looked right now. His eyes were red, bags under his eyes, pale, and he looked thinner.
"America, What is wrong?"
It was a silly question, but I asked it and America sighed heavily while looking down at the ground.
"Some of the others are upset and hurt. Russia doesn't really care and he laughed about it, but had a dark look in his eyes and gripped that pipe tightly. I don't know what he really thinks or plans to do."
I sighed to myself and looked at America's wet outfit. More than likely from the snow outside, he is still standing outside of the door, and usually he steps inside regardless of what I tell him.
"You can come inside my home, America."
He looked surprised, his blue eyes were wide, and lips parted to make an O sound. I sighed for America was shiver, but yet not moving any closer or farther away.
"It will have to take a lot more than something like this to break us apart, America. Everyone else might abandon you, leave you out in the cold, or just laugh at your lack of control and watch as you fall apart."
I grabbed America by the arm and dragged him inside. He looked like a wet kitten, shivering, and looking helpless. I'm a complete and total softie at times.
"You're my neighbor, my brother, and we share a lot of history. America, Just have a bit of faith in me. My skin is pretty thick and I'm use to you."
His blue eyes filled up with tears and my heart broke at the sight. I bite my lip, I pulled him close to me, and hugged him tightly.
"I took you for granted, Canada."
I sighed softly for America's voice sounded so quiet, soft, gentle, and honest. His tears were soaking up my shirt and the wet outfit he has on was soaking my whole entire body, but I didn't care.
"America, I'm forgiving and that I have a lot of patience unlike most of the other Nations."
America was still shivering and I'm starting to feel cold too, but at least I have the heater on and the door is closed.
"Canada, I'm happy that you're my neighbor and brother."
I smiled faintly to myself for America rarely ever says such things and it is best to enjoy the moment. His voice was a whisper and it was bitter sweet for I have always wanted to hear him say that again. The last time was nine years ago and that time was bitter sweet too.
He comes to me during a crisis and I help him for the most part. When it really means a lot, America gives me his thanks, and feels grateful.
"Even if the world is upset, outraged, and pissed off with you. I won't leave you, America."
Nine years ago, I remember his tears, how much he sobbed, and cling to me while telling me several times 'I love you, Canada' along with 'Thank You' and 'I'm glad you're my neighbor and brother'. I remember on how America had kissed my cheeks and tears rolled freely down his eyes. There was no one else there and just like back then nine years ago. There is no one here and I'm with him inside of my home again.
"I love you, Canada."
I know America has not ever told anyone else 'I love you' for he is afraid of rejection, almost always smiling, pretending nothing is wrong, but it has never fooled me.
"I love you, America."
He hugged me back tightly and I felt his forehead on my right shoulder. His arms around my upper chest while mine were around his hips and I kissed the top of his blonde hair.
"Canada, I remember nine years ago it was the first time you shut down your air space."
I held him closer and his body was freezing. I felt cold too, but I can handle it and I really do not want to let him go.
"America, I think you should take a nice hot bath and I'll get an outfit for you. We can talk more later."
America nodded quietly and he let go of me slowly. I do not want to risk America catching a cold just because I wanted to have him in my arms and keep him close to me.
"You are really nice, Canada. Thank You I really mean it."
He had whispered it, I watched as America walked away, and he headed towards the bathroom. I'm use to America and to be honest I can make him cry after a few hours that it takes to tell him about every single flaw.
America's and my borders are the longest in the world along with having the world's longest un-militarized border. I smiled faintly to myself and hoped that it will stay that way in the future.
I gathered up an outfit for America and walked into the bathroom.
TBC
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The Canada – United Statesborder, officially known as the International Boundary, is the longest border in the world. The terrestrial boundary (including small portions of maritime boundaries on the Atlantic, Pacific, and Arctic coasts, as well as the Great Lakes) is 8,891 kilometres (5,525 mi) long, including 2,475 kilometres (1,538 mi) shared with Alaska. It is Canada's only land border, and Canada is by far the largest nation having a land border with only one country. It is also the world's longest un-militarized border.