Okay! Second chapter! Things are starting to come together now! Enjoy~! Sorry for accidentally uploading the first chapter twice! I'm new to this! ^_^;

Contains Profanity.

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The last conference had been about a week ago, and life was starting to get back to normal again.

I woke up, took a shower, and headed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. The usual pancakes, but today I had decided on adding a side of eggs as well. Setting out the plates, I saw Kumakori sleepily shuffle his way into the dining room. The look on his face obviously questioning of my identity. "Canada," I said halfheartedly, jogging his memory, continuing to set out my meal.

"Oh," he made his way to his bowl expecting it to be filled with a nice morning meal. Slinking to the floor in front of it he soon noticed it was empty. "Hungry."

I was already on it. I grabbed some salmon from the fridge, that I had caught myself, and set it into the white dish. He didn't even spare a glance to me before shoving his face into the meal. I sat at the table, not too far from were Kuma was eating, and began with my meal in silence.

"it's a nice day today," I said between bites. The bear did not respond. Waiting a moment I added, "we could go play some catch or go fishing if you'd like." He looked up at that.

"Okay," he stated simply before returning to scarfing his food down.

The rest of breakfast was quiet, and for that reason, was over quickly. Standing, I took my dishes to the sink for rinsing. Since it wasn't a big breakfast or anything messy it look less that minute in full to clean. Looking back I saw Kumasaji had already left, and his dish (and area around it) was a complete mess. I sighed, giving the dish the same treatment I had to mine, and wiping down the area with a wet rag.

I made my way to the living room, and crashed down, on the couch, next to my companion, shocking him a bit. I looked to him apologetic, stroking his fur in reassurance. The room was silent for a moment, until broken by the high voice of Kumaharuko. (No, wait. That definitely wasn't his name.) "Play?" he asked.

"Oh yeah," I said remembering my previous offer. "We can play!" With that I stood, heading to the door, the bear trailing close behind. Opening the door, a cool gust of wind greeted me. The weather was great, but It was Canada after all, and therefor still cold.

"One moment. Let me get my jacket really quick," I said closing the door, heading back into the house towards my room.

My hoodie hung over that corner post of my bed by it's hood. I pulled my arm's though there appointed sleeves, and pulled the zipper up as far as it could go. I walked out into the hallway back towards the front door were Kumasani was waiting.

Suddenly, the phone began to ring it's default tone. Kuma's ears perked, as we looked to each other. I finally decided to walk to the phone and answer it.

"Hello?"

"I-is Canada there...?" A voice asked in almost a forced hush.

"This is him," I said, somewhat concerned for whoever it was on the other line.

"M-matvey," the voice replied; a bit more clearly now.

"Russia? Is that you?" I said in disbelief. Why was Russia calling me? Was he in trouble? My bear walked into view, a curious look on his face.

"Matvey... I... Can I come over to your place? J-just for a bit?" I stood silently. I gave a glance to Kuma, who looked to me unsure of what was going on, though, I don't even know what's going on!

"R-russia? Are you okay? I don't understand." So many questions fluttering through my head. If I could just get some answers, just figure out what was happening...

"I..." The line was silent for a moment and I heard a shuffle of sorts. I pressed to the phone to hear better. The Russians voice soon returned much quieter this time, "I just need a place to go... It's not safe here." I didn't particularly want him here, but... This doesn't seem like a situation I can turn down very well. I mean, He sounded frightened. Russia sounded frightened! I didn't know there was something in the world that could have such an effect. So, I have to help him, right?

"I guess you can... But, I'm not sure how you'll get here." I said nervously, rubbing the back of my head.

"Don't worry... I've got that covered. I have to go, and," he paused for a minute, "thank you."

"Uh, your welcome." I said dumbfounded before he hung up.

I lowered the phone from my ear, looking to Kumagusai. "That was... Interesting."

"What?" The bear replied.

"Well... Russia is visiting," I laughed nervously.

"Scary guy?"

"Y-yeah. Scary guy." With that he huffed, and slunk to the ground. The whole situation was a bit awkward. Although Kuma didn't need much, if any, explanation. But, it was still odd. Russia and I had never had any sort of connection in the past. He had never even been to Canada, except for the one time I had hosted a conference.

Wait... Does he even know were I live? Does he even know if I'm in Vancouver?

I grabbed for the phone and found his number in the caller I.D. I should call him back, just in case. Pressing the call button I heard the phone do a quick recap of numbers through tones, then it started to ring. And ring. And ring some more.

"You have reached the voice-mail of Ivan Braginski. Please leave a message."

"Oh! Uh, Russia. I was just wondering if you knew were I lived exactly, be rather difficult to get here without that information. Uh, give me a call back!" I hung up. "Uh... Maybe he already left..."

Ivans POV

Sneaking through the house, I stuck to the shadows. Weary of my surroundings, listening for every noise, any hint as to my assailants whereabouts.

I was almost to the front door when...

Ring~ Ring~ Ring~

Shit!

"Oh, big brother? Is that you?" Footsteps began there decent down the stairs.

I entered full-on panic mode. I burst from my hiding spot, running for the door. With a yank the door was open, the cold rushing inside.

"Big brother! Don't run away from me!" Looking back I saw her, the source of all my worry, the sum of all my fears. Belarus. That was all the motivation I needed to sprint my way out into the cold night air. As I ran, I pulled my phone from my pocket once again, ignoring the 'one new voice-mail' icon in the corner.

I held down the '7' key and the phone began ringing.

"This is Ivan. I will be there in 30 minutes time. I need a jet prepared." With that I hung up the phone, and inched it to my pocket, before...

Crash!

I felt arms around my waist as there owners forward momentum sent me to the ground. I was laying on my belly trying to claw my way out from under the demon atop.

"It's no use big brother... Just give in. Marry me! Marry me! Marry me! MARRY ME!"

With the sound of her voice my attempts became more desperate, and I started to make progress. She huffed, turning my body so that I was laying on my back, her straddling around my waist. "What's wrong? Would I not make a good bride? Why are you never happy with me? Is there someone else?" With a fell swoop of my arm I pushed her off of me, and took the opportunity to run towards the garage. There's no way she could follow me if I'm in a vehicle.

Heading to the garage I soon noticed a flaw in my plan. The door was closed, and I had not the time to open it. I would have to go through the house. I made a drastic correction to my path of travel, heading back to the front door I was earlier so eager to get out of. I weaved through the house, corner, after corner, after corner. Hopefully I could loose her in here. When I reached the door to the garage I quietly closed it, as to not bring attention to my location, and reached for the keys to my motorcycle.

Beep! The doors began to slowly recede into the ceiling, and the engine of my motorcycle revved. The door connecting the garage and house slammed open.

"Big brother!" She yelled in anger. "Stop right there! Are you listening to me?" I gulped and, ignoring her, sped away. Finally feeling safe.

Uh... Wow... Does this thing hate me or what? I finally got it working and it cut off half of the bottom paragraph... Haha. Sorry about that.

So, how was it? I hope there all in character, Belarus kinda scares me... But, I guess that's in character, right? XD
Oh! Sorry for not posting the category when I first uploaded, I forgot somehow. I decided to make it Supernatural and Romance. Supernatural, because... Well, curses and whatnot. Romance, because I love RussiaXCanada. ^_^

I wasn't quite sure how Russia was supposed to get to Vancouver, but after doing some research I found that the distance between Moscow, Russia and Vancouver, Canada was about 5000 or so miles, and a jet can go about 700 miles per hour (Military ones can go around 1000) Please correct me if I'm wrong!

Reviews please~ ( 'FT') Oh god! That is such a cute smiley~!