Hey, Thanks for reading this. If you have read my other fanfics, you will know that they are mostly comedy. I want to try something different. I hope you like it, and feedback is always great. :D Thanks, .
It was a cold rainy day in England. The trees swayed and the rivers were close to over flowing. Matthew walked slowly down the hall to the meeting. People unknowing kept ramming into him as they past. He sighed and shock it off. "Hello England." Matthew said to the British man as he walked by. Arthur turned around in confusion and shrugged as he kept on walking. Matthew deeply sighed as he walked up to the meeting door. He stared at the door for a while in thought."I hope they know I am here this time. I really hope. I really..." he thought as he opened the door. He scanned the faces in the room, hoping at least one of them would catch a glance at him.
"Oh mon cher you made it!" Francis cried out.
"Oui papa!"Matthew said with a great smile and a gleaming face.
"Shut up you git."a voice mumbled behind Canada.
Matthew's smile quickly faded as Arthur passed him.
"Alright let's start this meeting already! Let me first say..." America ranted off.
"Hey, I am the one hosting this meeting you bloody git. Sit down!" England scolded. Matthew started to walk out the door.
"Matthew, you are coming to non?" Francis winked at him.
"Oui papa!"Matthew smiled as he sat down in his seat next to Alfred and Francis. Francis gave a smile to the Canadian then resumed to pestering Arthur as he tried to make his looked out the window. The rain drops were drizzling on the window making pictures as they slid down the frame. " The rain always makes me tired. The heater doesn't help either."His eye lids were drooping and his head nodding in and out of sleep. "Rain always reminds me that I am alone. I hope someday...someday...people will notice me."he thought. He yawn and laid his head down on the table. "No one will notice that I am sleeping. It should be fine if I just take a little nap." he thought as he closed his eyes.
"Comrade Matthew, I think it's time for you to wake up." a thick Russian accent sounded in Matthew's ear.
"Huh, I fell asleep? How long?" Matthew groggily said rubbing his eyes.
" The whole meeting. You must have been really tired da?"Ivan asked with a childish grin.
"Yes, I had...a lot on my mind." Matthew sighed as he looked away from the Russian.
"Anything you like to talk about comrade?"Russia smiled at him.
"No, it fine. It's nothing." he sighed.
"If all was fine, you would not act like this da? Now, tell me what's wrong."Ivan moved his fingers on the window drawing something that the Canadian could not make out.
"Well, if you really want to know. I want to be known at not ignored. I want to be something more." Canada whispered, a tear slowly fell from his cheek.
"Nyet, nyet don't cry." Russia wiped the tears from his eyes. "I know how to get want you want." Russia lifted Canada's jaw and smiled deviously. "I can give you want you want."
"Really? You..you would help me?" the Canadian said threw sobs.
"Da, but there is something you have to do as well." the Russian bent down to Matthew's eye level.
"And, that would be?" Matthew asked.
"Become with me." Ivan smiled.
"I...I am not sure...Alfred always said that your..."
"Doesn't your own brother even forget your name? I never have." Russia cut him off.
"I suppose so, but..." Matthew trailed off.
"I guess you don't want my help then." Russia backed away from Canada and started walking towards the door.
"Wait!"Matthew called out. Ivan stopped and smirked.
"Da?" Ivan asked as he turned around.
"I'll join." Matthew smiled.
"That's a good boy." Ivan extended his hand to the Canadian who took it with out any hesitant. "Now dorogoĭ, we have much work to do." Russia smiled as he showed him to the door.