A.N: Is anyone actually reading this or nah? Well if anyone is I just want to say thank you. Even if there is no reviews it just means a lot that someone is reading my crappy so... here is the PruCan.. see you next week with another chapter :3

'Another meeting where no one notices me' Matthew thought bitterly. 'No matter how many times my so called friends say that I matter to them, they never notice me! I'd be better off not coming to these meetings.' Matthew leaned back in his chair crossing his arms as he half listened to China talking about... something or other.

Unknown to the forgotten nation, one person had noticed him and had not removed their eyes from him at all.

Finally it was time for a lunch break. Everyone left while making plans to head to lunch. After getting confirmation that everyone was going to The Melting Pot everyone's attention was draw to a certain albino.

"Totally un-awesome!" Gilbert yelled loud enough to make the other nations shut up. "Has anyone asked Canada?!" He yelled while gesturing to the silent Matthew. A round of mumbled "who?"and "when did he get here?" was his reply. Rolling his eyes the prussian turned to Matthew. "The awesome me would like you to come to The Melting Pot for lunch. Would you like to?"

Matthew blushed due to suddenly being the center of attention. Instead of answering the Prussian with words he simply nodded.

"Awesome sauce." Gilbert smiled brightly before offering Matthew his arm so they could walk together.

Matthew didn't loop arms with the Prussian because that would have just been too far. Instead he smiled and thanked him.

"So The Melting Pot is a bar!" Matthew whispered while entering the bar.

"Technically it's called a pub here. Have you never been here before? We eat here every time the meetings are in London."

The Canadian frowned. "I didn't know about this place until you invited me 20 minutes ago."

"Well now you do!" Gilbert exclaimed before heading over to the bar to find some German beer.

Matthew just stood awkwardly as he looked around the pub. There seemed to be a flag from every nation hanging from either the walls or the ceiling beams. He turned in a small circle to take in the entire room and see if he could find a Canadian flag. As he finally found the flag, he was being summoned by an extremely loud Prussian.

"Yo Matthew! Come get a beer!" He gestured to the seat next him with his mug of German beer.

Nodding Matthew joined the albino at the bar and looked at the menu. The menu literally had drinks from every nation. He could see why it was called The Melting Pot. The forgotten nation tried to order a drink three times before just giving up. He was standing up to leave before a hand was placed on his shoulder. Confused he turned to the owner of the hand.

"You gotta learn to talk louder Mattie. You're totally awesome don't get me wrong, but you can't always be so quiet.

Nodding the Canadian cleared his throat. "S-sir?" He spoke loudly managing to get the attention if the bartender. "A Canadian beer please." The bartender nodded and walked away. Excitedly Matthew turned to Gilbert. "He heard me! Someone actually heard me!"

Gilbert smiled patted Matthew's head. "Awesome sauce job Birdie." Gilbert quickly blushed, realizing his mistake.

Matthew beamed a smile at the blushing albino before taking a drink of the beer that had been set in front of him at some point. "Why Birdie?" He asked with his slightly louder voice.

Gilbert blushed brighter and mumbled something quickly and quietly under his breath.

"Come again?" Matthew leaned closer as to her the stuttering fool better.

"Because you mean a lot to me and you're all quiet and cute like a little bird!" Gilbert yelled much to Matthew's dismay. "I'm heading back to the meeting room. See ya later Mattie." Gilbert muttered before putting some bills under his now empty mug and leaving Matthew behind in the pub.

Down his beer and doing the same with his bills Matthew followed the Prussian out. "Wait up!" Half way back to the hotel where the meeting was being held the silence was just too much to bear. "Why do you remember me but no one else does?"

"Because awesome people don't forget other people almost as awesome as they are." Gilbert muttered while refusing to meet the shorter man's gaze.

After a short while everyone returned to the meeting room. Within the next 4 hours the meeting was over.

"Would you like to get dinner with me?" Matthew muttered to the Prussian while heading out of the meeting room.

"Like a date?" Gilbert winked before continuing "It'd be awesome sauce to go on a date with you."

Matthew laughed. "I wouldn't call it a date. Dates don't normally consist of room service and some crappy English beer."

"That sound more like a one night stand in a foreign country! I'd happily have a one night stand with you." Gilbert laughed loudly before winking at the blushing Canadian.

Rolling his eyes Matthew headed to his room with the Prussian in tow.

After a short while both the Prussian and the Canadian grew tipsy. "Gilbert I like you a lot. As a matter of fact, I'd like to kiss you." Matthew stated without the slightest hint if a blush.

"Then do it." Gilbert stumbled over and dropped to the floor next to Matthew. Very slowly Matthew leaned closer and kissed the albino.

Gilbert returned the kiss with as much passion as he could. He loved Matthew and he wanted this kiss to say everything he couldn't.

The kiss continued until both nations were in dire need of air. At some point Matthew had moved to Gilbert's lap and his shirt had been removed. "That took an interesting turn..." Matthew mumbled and laid his head on the Prussians shoulder.

Gilbert was far too happy so he just hugged his Canadian closer before falling asleep.

Matthew kissed Gilbert's neck gently. 'I guess learning to speak up was a good thing.' He thought before falling asleep on his new lover.