Canada
Summary: A country who is mostly forgotten to other countries, heck even Sealand the world's smallest country is more noticeable than him and that guy is Canada. Most people forget about his existence, and people are tricks him like garbage ever since the world meeting. When a dance is coming up for the nations, it will be the greatest thing in Canada's life while for everyone else is a nightmare coming true…
Warning: Strong Languages/Cursing, Yaoi (Male on Male), Blood (wait of course it's a horror story), Snapped Canada, Human Names, OOC (?).
Genres: Horror, Drama, Supernatural (?), Hurt/Comfort, Angst (?)
A/N: How many times do I need to make a remake for this story to happen? Until I get it right. It's not the views or favorites or follows that is bothering me. It's the story itself. I WANT to write this story. I REALLY want to write this story. But the problem is that I don't know HOW to write it. I don't want to write a COMPLETELY DIFFERENT story with Canada. I don't want the same old "slash and kill" thing. I want drama, action, horror, everything for this story. I hope I got this right. If not I may as well write this in a different category. I hope you guys enjoy this.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Hetalia of course; I only own the ideas of this fan fiction. And this awesome account (not really).
Chapter 1: If only I can able to use things whenever I want
Another world meeting about getting along with each other, which we all knows this, will never ever happen in life. France and England hate each other guts so much; they do whatever to fight each other. And heck, they're probably fighting right now as we speak. America the "hero" country talking about Superman and stuff making each other get along. Japan as usual, silence but not forgotten. Russia is being scary, of course. Germany being irritated by everything they're saying. And Italy…possibly thinking of pasta as we expected.
There is one person we are missing…
Canada.
Canada, the second-largest nation in world, is somehow…forgotten to the world. He is also known as maple syrup lover. He is half-brothers with America, the country everyone knows no matter where you are. He looked like America, only difference is hair is little bit longer than his. Canada sat there with his pet, Kumajiro. Everyone else argue about the getting along with each other.
"It's a terrible idea!"
"Why will we ever…"
"This is madness!" Canada just sat there waiting for someone to ask on his option, Canada was too shy to speak up for himself but no one was even thinking about Canada. He looked at Kumajiro. He keeps thinking to himself this:
"Is there something wrong with me to make them forget about me or America is just more famous and richer than me?"
Canada looked at Russia, his long term crush. Russia is the largest and possibly scariest nation in world. He is scary but Russia knows how it's feels like when you're alone without any friends around to support you. That's why Canada likes him because that. There was something different about Russia that makes him want to look at him. Was it his hair, his outfit, or his face? Canada couldn't keep his eyes away from Russia. It was the smile he couldn't pull away. His smile was dark, creepy, but yet bright and happy. He looked at his lips, it seem so soft and kissable. The red flush on his cheeks appeared. He wish Russia will just notice him even if it just once.
"Russia," He said out loud not notice that he did. Canada felt something in his underwear. He put Kumajiro down on the floor and looked down at his pants. He was shocked what happened in his pants. He had…he couldn't believe he had a… His heart started to pound faster. He looked around, hoping no one will notice. He doesn't want to do what mostly boys will do in this situation. He keeps staring at it. The nosy nation, Prussia was sitting next to him. He heard what he said. He lean back to see what was happening to the forgotten nation. He saw the nation has a boner. He smiled. Prussia tapped the other nation's shoulder and whispered to the nation's ear what he saw. The other nation giggled and whispered a quest to do. Prussia smiled evilly and nodded.
"Why don't you do something about it?" He told Canada.
"W-what? Do what?" Canada acts innocent. Prussia smiled at the nation behind him and looked back to Canada.
"Fap it up."
"What, what do you mean?"
"You know…fap it up." Prussia said it louder. Some people turned their heads and pay attention to Prussia.
"Fap it up." Prussia hits the table waiting for volunteers. Few countries and now almost everyone begin to say and do what Prussia is doing. Canada looked around in horror; he got up from his seat. He cares his pet and hurry leaves the meeting.
While Canada was walking to his home, the words keep echoing in his head. He couldn't get the nightmare out his head.
"Fap it up, fap it up, fap it up,"
A tear running down on his cheek, why did he have to do that? His phone was ringing in his pants pocket. He grabbed the phone and look who's calling, America. What does he possibly want from him at this moment? He answered the phone.
"Hello?" He said quietly.
"CANADA! How are you doing?"
"Terrible."
"Ah, I know. I can't believe Prussia did that to you! Well, he always wants attention so I'm not shock. Listen, Japan and I felt bad what happened in the meeting so we decided you should sleep over at our place for one night."
"Are you sure you want me to be there for the day?"
"Of course, we're not going to judge you Canada!" He nodded.
"Ok, I'll go. I see you in minutes."
"Great, bye!" America hangs up on Canada. Canada hanged up and put his phone back in his pants pocket. He sighed. He hopes nothing terrible happens.
Canada went inside his home and went inside his room. He put Kumajiro on his bed. Canada opened his closet and change to his regular clothes. He grabbed his backpack and put his clothes in his backpack.
….
When America hung up on Canada, Japan hurry went up to America. Japan puts his arms around America's stomach.
"Are you sure you want him here? What if we have sex? He will be disgust about us then!"
"Kiku, don't worry, even if we do I bet he won't hear a thing if you're not being loud as you usual are."
"Sorry Alfred but you know how I am." America pulls a smile. He put his arms around Japan.
"Of course I do, that's why I love you so much." Japan felt butterflies in his stomach. He couldn't be so happier with anyone else. His was one and only for America and no one else.
….
Canada drove himself to America's place. It shouldn't be so far since America is right next to his place. It took him like 3 hours to drive there. When Canada finally arrived to America's house, he parked his car in front of his house. Canada got out the car and went to America's front door. He knocked on his house. He looked down himself.
"That must be Canada-san." Japan hurry and opened the door for Canada. He gave him a polity smile.
"Welcome Canada-san." How odd, is Japan staying over at America's house again? He remembers the last time he came over here. It's like Japan is part of his family now. Canada smiled at him and went inside.
"Will you like something?"
"No thank you."
"But you should after what happened to you, I should at least give you something simple!"
"Japan, you don't have to. It's not your fault."
"I know but I feel guilty for not stopping it." Japan has always been so kind to Canada, that's why Canada doesn't hate him.
"Don't worry about it; I'm sure you have done worse than that." Japan nodded. America walked in.
"Canada, bro, how are you feeling now?"
"Ok now."
"That's great, Canada, can you please sit down on the couch? It's pretty important." Canada nodded and sat down on couch. Japan and America sat down in different couch.
"What is it?"
"It's about us, my relationship with Japan."
"What about it?"
"Well, we…we getting marry." He was surprised; he didn't really expect them to get marry.
"Well, congratulations to both of you." Canada smirked.
"I'm glad you're happy about us getting marry. I'm kind of scared what England's reaction about that, so I was planning on telling him at the dance."
"Dance, what dance?"
"The Nations Dance, you haven't heard about it?" Japan said.
"No."
"Well, you can go ask that one person to the dance." That one person, that one person is dangerous and deadly. They probably will laugh at him, if they found out about him liking Russia.
"I guess so."
"I'm going to make some food, what will you guys like to eat?"
"BURGERS!"
"What about you, Canada?"
"It doesn't matter." Japan nodded. He got up and went inside the kitchen.
"So, who you are going to take to the dance with?"
"Oh, I wasn't planning on going there."
"Why?"
"Because no one likes me," Canada looked down.
"That's not true! Everyone likes you!"
"No, they don't. I mean, at the meeting it shows how much those people hates me."
"They just joking, you can't be so serious! Plus, you had a boner in there. You must have thinking about that someone. Who is it?" Canada looked down; he was too embarrassing to tell America who it is.
"It's…I can't tell you."
"Come on Canada, you can trust me." He nodded.
"It's Russia." America grinned.
"Russia? You're joking right?" Canada shakes his head.
"No, I like Russia, in fact I probably love him."
"Love him, are you serious?"
"Of course, you shouldn't judge who I like, I'm not judging you with Japan."
"I know, I know but it is Russia you like."
"Yeah, I don't think he's that scary."
"Canada, he's the definition of scary!"
"I don't care, I really like him but the only problem is he doesn't notice me."
"You should be loud as I am then!"
"Yeah but...I don't want him to get confuse between you and me like England does."
"I'm sure he will know the difference!"
"But America, we look EXACTLY alike. How will he?"
"Well um… I guess you're out luck then." Canada sighed and looked at the ground. He just wants Russia liking him back. Why does he have to fall for Russia? Russia, out of all the countries in the world, and he have to like Russia. It was completely unfair to him.
It was 8:30 at night and Canada was so sleepy (since he is use to his own time which it's like 3 hours ahead), so he went to the guest's room and put on his pajamas. He turns off the lights and lay down on his bed. He looked at the ceiling. He can still remember the same old words from the meeting.
"Fap it up, fap it up, fap it up,"
Canada took a deep breath. He wishes he could have done something to Prussia for doing that. Maybe, hit him with hockey stick? Smash him in the head with it until his skulls breaks, letting all the blood coming out of head and laugh at him while he's being dead. Oh how wonderful will that be? Canada slapped himself. Of course not! He doesn't want him to die! It just one joke, right? It's not like he's going to make fun of him for rest of his life! Plus, murdering is bad! Why will he want to do that? Why will he even think about that in first place…?
"I need to go sleep now." He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
….
"I finish cleaning the dishes, Alfred." Japan came out the kitchen. He looked around for Canada who is now long sleep.
"Where's Canada-san?"
"He went to bed; you know his time is 3 hours ahead of mines so it explains why," Japan nodded. "So you know what this means…" America got up from the couch and put his arms around Japan's waist.
"No, Alfred, not this time! We have a guest! It is very rude to have sex while a guest is around!" The fact that Japan is shaking his head while he was speaking is so adorable that, it turns America on…
"Kiku, you're so adorable. How can I resist NOT having sex with you?" America presses his lips on Japan's. He opened his mouth wide and let his tongue out in Japan's mouth. His tongue touches Japan's tongue lightly and waits until Japan makes his move. They started French kissing. Japan quickly pulls back away from America. He took a deep breath.
"Alfred…" He looked lustily at his partner.
"Is that a yes?" America smiled.
"Hai, please let's do it. I will try to be quiet as I can Alfred."
….
Canada walks inside the meeting room with hockey stick full with blood. He saw everyone talking about something that they don't even notice him with a bloody hockey stick. He walked over to England. Canada saw him smiling and laughing, not paying attention what's going to happen. He raised my arms with hockey stick and drops it to smash England's head with his hockey stick. England fell off the chair and covers his head. He keeps beating him with the hockey stick. Everyone stood there hoping it was just a terrible prank. When Canada was done hitting England, he turned around with a smile on his face. He has blood all over his face.
"Let's continue playing guys." He saw millions frighten faces. He saw people trying to escape from him but he somehow locked all the doors. Canada saw them hitting on door begging to get out of here. He walked towards my brother, America. Canada saw America scared of him. He hit him with it. America is now lying on the ground, Canada continues hit America with his hockey stick. When his head was bleeding probably to death, Canada kicked his face.
Everything suddenly turns black but Canada can still hear the screaming from several terrify countries begging their lives. When the blackness faded away, he saw himself covering a lot blood smiling at their dead bodies. Then he looked up at the audience like it was staring at himself.
"Kill them all, Canada. Kill them all."
Canada woke up around the middle of the night. He looked around the room, frighten.
"Good, it never happened but why will I want to hit England with a hockey stick?" Canada put his hand on his head and takes a deep breath. He got up from bed and left the bedroom. He was going to the bathroom but he heard something…strange.
"A-Alfred," It sounds like Japan's voice. He wonders what they are doing in there. Canada walks towards to the door. He put his ear against the door. He can hearing Japan's voice a lot clearer and louder now.
"Alfred," Japan was moaning. Seriously, what can they be doing in there? He can also hear the bed rocking. Are they having…? Well, you can't always believe what you hear so Canada opened the door a little so he can and possibly ruin his eyes forever. He saw America on top of Japan; his legs were around America's waist. Canada hurries closed the door and went back inside his room.
"That is possibly the scariest thing I ever seen in my life."
….
Canada finally woke up from bed; he couldn't get the image of Japan and America out of his head so it made him stay up all night. Canada got up from the bed and went to the bathroom. He washed his face and brushed his teeth. He went back to the room and put on his regular clothes from his backpack. He grabbed his old clothes in his backpack. He put his backpack on. He wanted to leave the house because of Japan and America's "fun". He went downstairs and about to leave until Japan saw him about to leave already.
"Canada-san, do you want some to eat? I can make pancakes for you." Even though Canada really loves pancakes, he will have made his own pancakes back at home. It's just too awkward being with them after that.
"N-no, no thanks Japan. I can make it myself at home. Thank you for asking though." Canada hurry leaves the house and drove away.
Japan sighed and sat down with America. Maybe Canada heard them last night and now freaks out being with them.
"Alfred, I think Canada disgust about us now."
"Why is that?"
"Because remember last night?"
"Oh yeah and?"
"He probably heard us doing it. Should call him and say sorry?"
"No, I'm sure he will get over." Japan nodded.
"I suppose so."
….
Canada went inside his house and grabbed a quick snack. He sat down and turns on the television. He was watching perhaps the most unrealistic love story ever, Titanic. Canada quickly makes popcorn and brings Kumajiro with him to watch the movie. He watches the two people slowly falling in love with each other. He won't understand any love stories he watched. Is it because he never fell in love with anyone? Or is it all the movies he has seen is just so unrealistic that makes you cry that you wish it was realistic. When the movie made it to the "sex" scene, Canada quickly turns the movie off. Not only it kind of reminds him about the whole Japan and America sex thing, but remember the meeting.
Japan and America did what Canada and Russia will never do. Canada wanted feels the soft skin of Russia. He wanted his lips against Russia's. He also wanted Russia to love him forever. Ugh, this love stories are getting the best of him. But Canada couldn't help his feelings for Russia; he could really possibly be in love with him. But he knew Russia will never return his feeling back to him. Canada slapped him.
"Stop thinking about these things, you're becoming a forever-alone-virgin like those Twilight fans! Even though all of this is true, just stop thinking about it!"
He heard the phone ringing. He got up and answers the phone.
"Hello?"
"My handsome Canada, how have you been?" France asked, drinking wine and looking at the lovely sunset in Paris.
Canada sighed. He has been terrible. "Fine," He lied. "I just finish watching a movie, that's all."
"That is nice, are you going to the dance with someone?"
"No, actually I was planning not to go after what happened at the meeting."
"Aw, come on you have to move on with that. Is that the real reason why you don't want to go?" Well actually he has a better reason.
"Well no, it's because I want to go out with this guy I like but I scared everyone is going to laugh at me and I don't think he wants to do anything with me."
"Who is this guy you want to go out to the dance with?"
"Russia." France started bust out laughing.
"You're serious?" Canada sighed angrily.
"Of course I am."
"Oh poor thing, you should really not go then if you are planning being Russia's date. They're all going to laugh at you!" France continues laughing. Canada can feel sweat all over his body. His hand was fisted like he was ready to fight. France fined Canada liking Russia just a joke. Canada quickly hung up. The words what France said keeps repeating in his head, over and over again like a repeat button.
"They're all going to laugh at you!"
Canada felt like he wanted to punch someone in the face. Canada sat down with his only buddy, Kumajiro. He keeps looking at the cabinets in the kitchen.
"You're not going to do what he did, right?" He asked.
"Who are you?" He can feel his temperature going higher and higher. He fisted his hands tighter and tighter. He was truly sick of this. He was tired being forgotten to his only friend, Kumajiro. Canada was breathing loudly.
"Why do people keep forgetting me, Kumajiro? I am the world's second largest country, how can I be so easily forgotten? Even my brother forgets about me sometimes, I'm always on his side no matter what. I'm his best brother ever. Why am I so easily forgotten, Kumajiro?"
"Who are you?" How many times will he keep asking him? He is his owner, for god's sake! He sure of remember than anyone else does! Canada was tired being ask the same old question over and over again. "Who are you?" keeps repeating every time! Canada probably loses it now.
"I'm…CANADA!" The cabinet's doors were wide opened now as if the wind blow it opened. Did the wind blow it opened? No, it can't be! Canada looked at Kumajiro who is probably shaking to death. He was frightened.
"Do you understand now?"
"Y-yes, you are Canada."
"Good, now let's go take you bath."
A/N: I actually like this version way better than anything else. I hope you guys enjoy it! I see you on the next chapter! Bye!