I didn't know if I'd be able to tell them. He's so quiet and adorable, I didn't think they'd expect it from me. I don't want West to think less of me though. I have to tell him. Just… not yet.

I sit with West and Italy at our kitchen table. This was becoming more and more of a regular thing. Italy would come over and the three of us would have dinner together. Italy would usually be the one to cook, but occasionally West would help out.

This was one of the nights that West cooked for us. He was in the kitchen and Italy and I were sitting at the table, chatting. He was going on about one of his and West's most recent dates had gone.

"It was so pretty outside! I had never been to the northern parts of his country but I'm glad we did!" He said happily. West had taken him to northern Germany to take a peaceful walk and have dinner together. Italy always seems to love that kind of thing and West surprisingly had a soft spot for it. Maybe it was because he just wanted to make Italy happy, but when he would talk about these kinds of things with me, he seemed like he really enjoyed it.

"It is pretty cool up there. The stars shine really brightly up there, right?" I ask. In all honesty, I hadn't visited much of the country in quite a while. Even while I don't have the normal responsibilities of a nation anymore, I still stuck around and helped West. I had never liked seeing my little brother stressed out; it usually meant a lot of yelling and extra work. So the Awesome Me just had to help him out.

"Ve~! They do! We sat there for the longest time just gazing at the stars. It was so peaceful…" He sighs contently.

I laugh. "West! You're turning into a softie!" I call to the kitchen.

"Shut up, Bruder. I am not." West says, annoyed.

"I'm just teasing! Lighten up a bit!" I tell him.

Across from me, Italy laughs. "He actually smiled on our trip~!"

I mock disbelief. "Really? That is absolutely amazing! You should have taken a picture!"

"I know! It was the strangest thing, but I was just too mesmerized by it that I forgot to get out my camera…" He says, going along with it.

"Will the two of you stop? I can hear you, you know!" West yells at us.

"But the fact that you smiled is just so… incredible." I say thoughtfully. Teasing him is a lot of fun. Sometimes he just can't handle my awesome remarks though.

When there's no reply from the kitchen, Italy goes on talking about the rest of their date. "It was so much fun!" He pauses and looks at me. "Have you ever been on a date?"

"Me?" I'm a little caught off guard by the question. "Of course I have! I'm so awesome, everyone wants to go out with me!"

"Well, have you gone out with anyone recently?" He asks.

"Maybe…" is all I say. I actually am in a relationship at the moment. I just hadn't gotten around to telling anyone… I'm too awesome to tell people about my love life, obviously!

"Ooh, who is it?" He gets excited. "What's she like? Is she nice? Is she pretty?" He doesn't even give me time to respond. When I open my mouth to give him an answer, he starts again. "Wait! Is it not a girl? It's a guy, isn't it?" He grins.

At that moment, West walks into the room with three plates of food. He sets one in front of each of us and sits down next to Italy. "What are you two talking about?" He asks.

Before I can say anything, Italy speaks up. "Prussia's in a relationship!" He exclaims.

West looks at me in disbelief. "Really?" I open my mouth again, but Italy starts asking questions again.

"Is he nice? Who is he? Is he a nation like us? Or is it a human? What if it is a nation! Who could it be? Come on, tell me!"

"Italy, quiet down. Let him talk." West says, setting his hand on Italy's shoulder. He shuts his mouth and looks at me expectantly.

I sigh. I don't know if I should tell them. "Yes, I'm in a relationship. And yeah, it's a guy." Italy opens his mouth again like he's going to say something but West glares at him before he can. When I don't continue, West looks at me.

"Well? Who is it?" He asks. I hesitate and, in that second, Italy starts talking again.

"Ooh! Maybe all four of us could go on a double date! Wouldn't that be fun, Germany? We should do that! We could all go out to dinner!" I listen to Italy, mentally thanking him for not allowing me to say who I'm dating. I couldn't let West think I've gone soft…

While Italy rambles on about the things we could do on this date, I tear into my dinner. As always, it tastes amazing. Not awesome like me, but still pretty damn good. West, who had given up on trying to quiet down Italy, listened to him and ate his food.

"So what do you think?" Italy suddenly asks. I look up at him and blink in confusion. What had he said? "Do you wanna go on a date with Germany and I with your boyfriend?"

"Uh, yeah, sure! That sounds like fun!" I smile widely, though inside I'm a little worried. "You should probably eat your food now though! It's going to get cold!"

He looks down at his food and freaks out. "Ahhh! I'm sorry, Germany! I let the food you made get cold!"

"Hush, it's ok. It's not completely cold yet. Just eat, it's fine. Not too quickly though, you'll get a stomach ache if you do that." He tells him. Italy nods and takes a bite of his dinner.

"Ve! It's so good, as usual~! Germany, you're such a good cook. Thank you for dinner!" He gives West a quick kiss on the cheek before going back to eating.

"You're welcome." West says, his cheeks turning a faint shade of pink.

After dinner, I hand my plate to Italy, who had offered to clean up. I thank him and wander upstairs to my room before West can question me about our earlier conversation. When I get inside of my room, I shut the door quietly and sigh. They can't know. West will think I'm weak or something.

I lay on my bed and gaze absentmindedly at my guitar leaning against the wall. I know I shouldn't be embarrassed by who I'm dating. I'm not embarrassed, it's just that…

"Bruder, are you ok?" I hear West say from outside my room.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I tell him. He pushes the door open gently and looks at me.

"You sure? You seem kind of… not yourself."

I sit up on my bed. "What? Did you notice that I'm more awesome than usual? Cause I get more awesome by the minute, you just don't realize it." I laugh.

He rolls his eyes. "Does this have anything to do with the whole thing about the date?" He asks.

"What? No, everything is fine." I say, standing up. I pull on my hoodie and walk past him.

"Where are you going?" He asks, following me.

"Out."

"Out where?"

"West, you are not my mother. You're not even older than me! I can go where I want to." I slip on my shoes and leave the house without saying another word. I regret that I said that to him the moment I get into my car. I sigh and turn the car on. I just need to get my mind off of West. Besides, I have an important someone to visit.

I pull out of the driveway and start off towards my boyfriend's place. He's actually staying in his vacation home nearby because of the world meeting being held by Austria in a few weeks. Lucky for me, it means that I get to see him more often.

As I drive, I begin to really hope West isn't mad at me. I just really didn't want to tell him who my boyfriend is right then. The guy I'm with is just so small and cute… Maybe West would have thought I'm weak and lose respect for me…

It doesn't take long to reach his place. I quickly get out of the car, immediately pushing those thoughts out of my mind. I walk up to the door and knock loudly. "The Awesome Me is here!" I call out to him. He's used to my awesomeness now but I still feel the need to announce it.

Through the door, I can hear soft footsteps get closer. There are a few clicks of locks being unlocked and the door swings open.

"Prussia! What are you doing here?" Canada asks, slightly surprised.

"I wanted to come visit you, cutie!" I say with a smile.

"Well, come in then. I was just about to make some hot chocolate and watch some TV. You can join me, if you want." He says in his soft adorable voice.

"Of course I want to!" I say. He moves aside and allows me into his house. It's not a big place, it's nice and warm and cozy though. I spot Kumajirou snoozing on a chair by the fire place.

"Come on, I'll make us some hot chocolate." Canada smiles sweetly. Oh, I really love that smile… He's just too cute…

"Sounds good!" I say, following him. We walk into the kitchen and he starts making the hot chocolate.

"Hey, not that I'm complaining, but why are you here?" He glances over at me. "I really don't mind that you are, but… it was just kind of unexpected."

"Oh, yeah… I just really wanted to see you." I say quickly. Maybe a little too quickly.

"Is that the only reason?" He's always able to tell when I'm lying. He spends so much time observing instead of talking that he's learned to tell the difference between a lie and the truth.

"What? I can't want to see my adorable boyfriend?" I grin and slip my arms around his waist.

He blushes a little. "W-well, you can… But I don't think that's the only reason."

I sigh quietly. "West and Italy know I have a boyfriend now…"

"You finally told them?" He looks at me as I rest my chin on his shoulder.

"Yeah… Well, kind of…"

"What do you mean?"

"I didn't tell them that I'm dating you… I just said I have a boyfriend…"

"Why didn't you tell them it's me? It's been over four months already, shouldn't they know?"

I move away from him a little and lean against the counter. "I guess… but…"

Canada looks at me as he put the mugs into the microwave. "But… what?"

"Nothing, sweetie, I'll tell them later." I smile at him, hoping he doesn't ask about it anymore.

"Ok…" He sighs. He glances at me sadly before looking back at the microwave. I hate it when he does that. He looks at me that way and I can't resist it. He knows I can't too, which makes it even worse. I open my mouth to say something but stop myself. No, I think to myself, you have to stay strong. Don't give into the cuteness…

After a few moments, the microwave beeps. Canada pulls the two mugs out and carefully pours mini marshmallows into them. He puts extra on mine, knowing that I love extra marshmallows in hot chocolate. He hands one to me. "Be careful, it's hot." He says.

"I will. Thanks, cutie!" I give him a quick kiss on the cheek before walking over to the couch. He follows, a blush on his face. I sit down and pat the spot next to me. "Come cuddle with me!" I smile.

He smiles back and sits next to me, leaning against my chest. I wrap my arm around his shoulder. He finds the TV remote and flips through the channels, trying to find something suitable to watch. I gaze at him, lost in his utter adorableness. Everything about him is just cute and perfect. His curl that hangs in front of his face, his soft violet eyes that are always kind, his wire framed glasses perched on the bridge of his nose, that smile he gives me that melts my heart.

There is one thing not perfect about this right now though: the silence. It's normally quiet between us since Canada is a quiet person and appreciates the silence but this is a different kind of silence. It's awkward and heavy. I don't like it.

"Is everything ok?" I ask him.

"Yes, everything is just fine." He says without looking at me. His expression doesn't even change.

"Liar, what's the matter?"

"I don't know. Why don't you tell me?" When I give him a confused look, he continues. "Why won't you tell your brother about us?"

"Cutie, I just haven't gotten around to it…"

"Please don't lie to me… Now tell me the real reason. Do you… do you not want to be with me anymore? Is that why you didn't bother to tell him?"

"No!" I say immediately. "No, of course not! I would never leave you, you know that!" I set my hot chocolate down and hold him with both arms.

"Then why won't you tell them?" He squirms away from me. That's the first time he's ever done that.

"I…" I sigh, knowing it won't do me any good to fight it anymore. "I'm afraid that West will think I'm weak or something…"

"Weak? How would dating me make you weak?!" He tries to raise his voice, but he's still as quiet as ever. I can tell he's getting upset though. "What? Are you embarrassed to have me as a boyfriend?"

"No, I'm not embarrassed!"

"That's not what it seems like!"

"Cutie—"

"Don't call me that!" He moves to the other end of the couch. "Why are you embarrassed to be dating me? Am I not good enough? Am I too weak for you?" He's yelling now, though it doesn't seem like it. The expression on his face makes me feel horrible. He looks like he's about to cry.

"No! Listen to me, I'm not embarrassed to be dating you! I love you!"

"Then why won't you tell them? Why do you think Germany will think that you're weak!?" He's crying now, tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Damn it… I'm his older brother and I'm supposed to be the one he looks up to. Sometimes I think he expects me to be all big and strong, like I was when he was younger. I don't know if having a boyfriend like you would make him think that I've gone soft." My eyes widen as I realize my mistake in what I said.

"A boyfriend like me? And what's so bad about me?! I really am not good enough for you, huh?"

"No that's not what I meant—"

"Then what did you mean?" He glares at me.

"I meant that he might expect me to have some strong, sexy guy or girl, not an adorable, little guy that most people don't notice!" Before he can say anything, I continue. "But I don't care what he thinks! I don't care anymore! Because I love my little cutie more than anyone else and I don't want to say anything that could possibly upset him! I promise you, you're absolutely perfect, I wouldn't want you any other way!" I sigh and look down. "I'm sorry… I shouldn't have thought such a thing… I'm being pretty stupid…"

When I look back up at Canada, he's still crying lightly but he doesn't seem as upset. "…you mean that?" He asks quietly.

"Yes, of course I do!" I say without hesitation.

He shyly crawls over to me and snuggles up to me. "I love you…"

I smile a little. "I love you too, cutie… I'm sorry for yelling at you like that…"

"No, I'm sorry for yelling at you… It was a stupid thing to get so upset over."

"I shouldn't have thought that way in the first place. It was really just… not awesome."

He looks up at me and smiles. "You're always awesome, no matter what." I smile back and kiss his nose lightly. He blushes pink and look away.

"You are so damn cute…" I say, tilting his head to face my own. He looks me in the eyes and I kiss him softly. He shuts his eyes and leans into the kiss, wrapping his arms around my neck. I pull him up closer, my hands supporting the bottom of his back and his butt. I open one eye to see his face a deep red. I shut my eye again and continue to kiss him. I resist the urge to deepen the kiss and go farther.

After a moment, he pulls away to breathe. He curls up against my chest, his eyes shut. "Are you tired, cutie?" I ask him. He doesn't say anything, he only nods. "Why don't you go to bed then?" He simply nods again and I pick him up in my arms. He's so light, it seems like he weighs almost nothing. He wraps his arms around my neck and I carry him to his bedroom.

I set him down as gently as possible. I pull the comforter over him, kissing his cheek. I turn to leave but I feel him grab the back of my hoodie. "Where are you going?" He looks at me, his voice quiet and tired.

"Home, I was going to let you sleep."

"Stay here with me…" He yawns. "It's late anyways… Sleep next to me…" He grabs onto my hand and pulls me down, making me sit on the bed.

"How can I say no?" I pull my hoodie over my head and pull my jeans off, leaving me in a t-shirt and boxers. I set them in a pile on the floor and walk over to the other side of the bed. I lay down next to him, under the blanket. He scoots closer to me and I wrap an arm around his torso.

"Goodnight, cutie." I say, kissing the top of his head.

"Goodnight…" He falls asleep almost immediately. I smile and rest my head on the pillow, falling asleep.

I wake up to the sun in my eyes and the smell of pancakes filling my nose. I open my eyes and notice that Canada isn't under my arm anymore. I squint against the sun and look around. He must be in the kitchen. Canada usually woke up early, especially when he wanted to make breakfast. Someday, I'm going to get lucky and be able to wake up before him. Then I can make him breakfast.

I swing my legs over the side of the bed and wander out of the room and into the kitchen. I spot Canada by the stove, flipping a few pancakes. I wrap my arms around him, kissing his cheek. "Good morning, cutie."

"Oh! Prussia! I didn't hear you wake up." He glances at me. "Good morning."

"You're making pancakes?" I say, stating the obvious.

"Yes, you would like some, right?" He asks, returning his attention to the food.

"Of course. Your pancakes are always the best."

"I doubt that but thanks anyways…" He puts a few finished pancakes onto two plates and hands one to Prussia.

"Thank you, cutie! You're the best!" I give him a small hug before sitting down at the kitchen table. He sets his plate down and goes into the pantry, coming back with a bottle of maple syrup. He pours some on both of our plates, already knowing that I want some. I don't waste time in digging into the food. As always, the pancakes are delicious.

"These are really good. Thanks for making them!" I say.

"No problem at all. These did turn out pretty good." We eat in a comfortable silence for some time. I love this, being able to wake up to Canada making breakfast. It's not like West's cooking is bad or—

Wait… Oh, shit, West!

I quickly stand up and run back into the bedroom, grabbing my phone from my jeans pocket. It shows I have seven missed calls and twelve text messages. All from West.

I walk back to the kitchen and sit down, looking through the messages. "What was that about?" Canada asks.

"Sorry, I just remembered I kind of stormed out on my brother last night and I never told him where I was going…" I read through the messages. 'Where are you?' and 'When are you coming home?' are some of them. One of them, the last one, is a whole paragraph. It says: "I don't know what you're so upset about but you need to come home and stop being such a child. I'm worried about you and I don't want anything to happen. Please come home soon. I'm sorry if I did anything to upset you."

I sigh and run a hand through my white hair. I quickly dial his number and hold the phone to my ear. It doesn't take long for West to pick up. "Bruder! Where are you? Are you ok?" West quickly says.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm… I'm at my boyfriend's place."

"You are? Oh… Why didn't you respond to my texts or calls last night?"

"My phone was on silent. I was too busy being awesome to be disturbed."

I hear him sigh. "So you are ok, though? Are you upset about anything?"

"No, everything is all good." I glance at Canada and see him giving me a look. A tell-him-the-truth-this-instant look. "Oh, about that date Italy wanted to go on…"

"Wh-what about it?"

"Are we doing that? Cause it seems like fun!"

"Oh, I didn't know you would have wanted to go. Yeah, it sounds like we're going out to dinner tomorrow then."

"Ok! We'll be there!"

"Are you going to tell me who you're bringing though?"

"Not yet, you'll just have to see tomorrow. Now I have to go, my breakfast is getting cold! Wiedersehen!" With that, I end the call.

Canada looks at me. "What's this about a date?"

"Oh, it was Italy's idea. He said the four of us should go on a double date together. Are you cool with that?"

"Yeah, that does sound like fun!" I can tell in his eyes, he doesn't mean what he said.

"What's wrong? Do you not want to?"

"No, I do… I'm just…" He hesitates. "I'm usually ignored or mistaken for America… I don't really want that to happen…"

"Don't worry! It won't 'cause I won't let it!"

"Are you sure…?"

"Of course I am! You doubt the Awesome Me?"

"No, I don't doubt you… I believe you…"

"Good! Now this way, I can tell them who I'm dating."

"And what if your brother doesn't like it?" Canada looks slightly worried.

"I'm not sure… but I don't care! I love you anyways so it doesn't matter!" I smile and continue eating my pancakes.

"This will definitely be an interesting date…" Canada whispers even quieter than usual.

Ok so there obviously will be a chapter two! Oh, and I don't want to hear any hate on PruCan, I don't give a shit if it's not 'historically accurate'. It's cute so you will just have to deal with it! Reviews are welcome and appreciated! 3