"Canaaadaaaa!" I heard my name be called and spun around quickly "C-Chase...!" i smiled as i saw my brother running towards me, but he stopped short as he saw the tears flowing freely down my cheeks "...? Canada, Whats wrong...!" he asked me, suddenly sounding concerned. I wiped my eyes to clear the tears from them "nothing...!" i smiled warmly and walked over to him, dropping to my knees on the grass next to him. He immediatly dropped next to me "did father tell you...?" i asked him cautiously and watched as his expression dropped and he nodded slightly "...he lost you..." Chase whispered and I nodded. Chase whined, throwing his arms around me tightly "n-no! Canada please don't go!" I brought my hand up to his shoulder, suppressing a sigh "...Chase..." i started, but it was no use. He was already sobbing violently.
My eyes trailed behind him and carefully i shifted him to the side, picking the beautiful white rose that sat behind us and holding it to Chase's face.
He wiped his tear stricken face and gently took the rose between two fingers, staring past it at my face. He sniffed "w-what's this..?" I smiled, kissing his forehead gently "a little...goodbye gift..." i whispered, choking a bit on the words. Chase nodded and widened his eyes suddenly. I felt a hand on my shoulder and sighed "...it's time..." America's voice sounded behind me and i saw Matthew walk over to Chase, pulling his son up to a standing position and I stood up as well. I nodded slightly "...yes, sir..." i whispered and America began to pull me back Chase widened his eyes, lunging forward and being yanked back by Matthew roughly, the flower dropping from his hands and to the ground in front of Chase "CANADA!" he screamed and i had to force myself not to turn around "CANADA PLEASE!" I slipped into America's car, looking back quickly to see Chase desperately fighting Matthew to get to me. "C-CANADA!"
I closed the door to drown out his sound, closing my eyes and leaning it back against the seat "i promise...i'll see you again..."
4 years later "the prince! It's the prince!" i heard Italy squeal and he ran into America's room, most likely to hide. I, who was currently plopped on the couch, just finished with my chores, got up curiously and walked over to the window, standing up on my tippy toes to see out the window, there was a lot of people but i could still see. The crowd...why was it coming towards America's house...! I backed up slightly, tripping over the bucket of water i had to wash the floor with and tipped back into it, gasping as the freezing water covered my body. My head snapped up as the loud knocking came From the door, echoing down the empty halls America's voice came from his room "Canada! Get that, would you?" a sick laugh from Italy followed that and i quickly stood up, squeezing out my damp shirt and heading towards the door. I hezitently opened the door, feeling my knees shaking and stuck my head out into the open "Hello..?"
The person in front of me was wearing a magnificent outfit with dark blue cloth, looking the most expensive i've ever seen. He was wearing a large tan cloak over it, the hood pulled over his head so i was unable to see his face. I must've looked like garbage compared to him, rags for clothes and soaken wet. "are you Canada...?" the voice came from under the cloak.
I nodded slightly "y-yes...that's me..."
The person in front of me pulled the hood away from his face, staring down at me "hello, Canada..."
I widened my eyes "c-chase...!"
Chase smiled down at me "Canada..."
I was to shocked to speak, staring up at my twin brother. "i told you...i'd find you..." he breathed I continued staring "c-canada...?" I shook my head "c-chase what are you doing here-!"
"what's going on here." "america..."
Chase smirked, pushing past me and walking into the house, America glaring down at him "what do you want, /prince/" america mocked Chase walked over to me, wrapping his arms around my shoulder "im here to take Canada from you!"
America smirked and scoffed "in your dreams! Like a little country like You could beat me! /america/!"
Chase raised his eyebrows "im not talking about a fight, mr. America." he pulled a small bag from his pocket, throwing it at America and i watched him catch it, look inside and look up again, eyes wide "it's yours...if you let me have Canada."
America seemed shocked "i-i...d-deal!" he cried happily, dumping the small bag of gold onto the table, italy scrambled over to see I widened my eyes in shock "C-chase!" He looked towards me and i lunged forward, grabbing him in a hug "..."
He quickly hugged me back, burying his head in my shoulder "...i-im so sorry..." he didnt even seem to notice my soaked clothes, even if they where ruining his own.
I felt tears leak down my cheeks "...chase..." i whispered, refusing to let go. Chase turned to the many guards following him "take him to the cart, we're going home..." Chase declared
I stared out of the cart curiously. It seemed like forever since i had been outside and i lifted my head, happilly accepting the cool breeze on my face Chase chuckled behind me, making me blush. I spun around and smiled, setteling back into my seat next to him. "so your the prince...?" i asked curiously, my eyes once again drawn to his fancy clothes He nodded "i bet if you where still there, they would of chosen you but..." he shrugged and i nodded. I couldn't help but feel something was diffrent about him...
The rest of the way there was pretty quiet, the occasional question here and there... Eventually i fell asleep.
I woke as the cart lurched heavilly, my eyes flying open. "huh!"
Chase laughed beside me and i remembered where i was "calm down, we're just arriving...!"
I looked up to see a large castle like building, my eyes widening. Where were they!
I saw Chase happily jump out of the wagon as it slowed "comeon Canada!" he called, spinning to make sure i came.
I followed more slow, taking in my surroundings. I noticed the expressions of the Cart drivers as we walked away. Fear, and relief. I shrugged it off and followed my brother.
"this is where you will sleep!" Chase explained, leading me to a room bigger than America's entire house. I widened my eyes, gasping "this...this is for me..!" i said looking at chase and he nodded in pleasure. He walked into the room, leading me to the bed "we've been planning this for very long!" he purred, hugging me tight again I smiled slightly, Still soaking wet and Chase smiled at me warmly "lets get you into some clothes!" i frowned "i dont have any..." chase pulled me over to a drawer, pulling it open "now you do~!"
The drawer was filled with amazing black colored shirts much like Chase's.
My eyes widened "these are for me..!" i asked again, after 4 years of wearing nothing but rags, the sudden change was a lot at all once... I stumbled back and sat on the bed, Chase immediately sat next to me "why don't you get dressed..?" i nodded "and meet me downstairs, dinner is almost ready." i nodded again and watched as he left. I quickly got dressed, slipping the old rags into the garbage and adjusting my tie, when there was a knock at the door. I walked over "hello? Mr. Canada..?"
I opened the door, seeing a young man, a bit older then me, wearing a suit and tie. "dinner's ready sir."
I nodded "im coming..." i walked away from the door, looking back to grab the necklace i left on the dresser, noticing the man standing at the door, staring at me. I stood up to look at him "is there something else you need..?"
The man quickly bowed "...n-no, sir...just...i wanted to tell you...be careful with Prince Chase..."
"why...?" i asked confused "just trust me..." i noticed the man shaking "he's not what he seems like..." and with that he left. I Stared at the door. What did he mean by that...! I shrugged it off and started downstairs "Chase...?" i called, searching for the kitchen, or wherever they ate...
"Cha-!" "YOU DID /WHAT!/"
I jumped at the sudden yelling followed by a crash, turning quickly and bolting towards the sound, stopping outside the door, inside was the man from earlier, standing in front of Chase, who seemed fuming. "i-i just went up to make sure Mr. Canada was okay... was taking an awful long time.. B-but he was dressing when i went up..." he whimpered, shrinking back away from Chase Chase hissed "I told everyone specifically to leave him be!" "p-prince..." "shut up!" i saw Chase turn around "get him out of my sight!" The guards standing at the corners of the room rushed towards the man, grabbing him under the arms. "what should we do with him, sir..?" "i don't care" chase spat, not turning around "do what you like. Execute him. Throw him in the dungeon I DONT CARE!" he stomped his foot on the ground.
The guards quickly went out the other door, carrying the man behind them.
I stepped into the room, seeing Chase scoff "serves him right..." he spat, spinning around "disobey his pr- Canada..!" he smiled nervously, running over to me. I stared at him strangely, wondering what was going on "what was that..?" i asked quietly Chase's face dropped "oh..you saw that...?" i nodded He waved his hand, spinning around "it was nothing. He had a history of lying to me, so i thought i'd get rid of him, he's just fired so calm down~"
I could tell instantly he was lying "come now! Let's eat! Before it gets cold!" he said cheerfully, grabbing my hand and dragging me to the table. I smiled. There was noway i could be mad at him...i looked at his smiling face as he sat down at the large table.