A/N: Back with a Canada X Ukraine request for the lovely Zaura Fay. Enjoy!

Title: Melting the Ice

Characters: Canada, Ukraine

Rating: K+ (I guess?)

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Canada hung his arms over the wall of the penalty box and let out an anguished moan as he watched his team face off without him. He couldn't believe he'd been charged a penalty just seconds after the game had gone into overtime! Granted, he had technically earned it, but honestly, Al had been practically begging for that crosscheck the entire game, and the sight of him falling flat on his smug face had seemed totally worth it at the time.

Now, however, Canada couldn't help feeling that he'd doomed his team to inevitable defeat. It wasn't exaggeration to say he was the most valuable player on his team by a long shot. France was pretty much useless (not to mention preoccupied with trying to feel everyone up), the Netherlands was currently high off his ass, and Prussia was too busy slamming Russia into walls at every possible opportunity to pay any attention to the ever-loving puck. And now, outnumbered, and with their captain effectively benched, Team Maple really only had one hope left for victory…

Come on, Katyusha, Canada pleaded in his head. Come on, sweetheart.

The whistle blew and Canada winced as his hoser-brother stole the dropped puck away from Francis with effortless ease and glided down the rink, making a quick pass to Ivan when Lars and Kat managed to successfully cut him off. Merde. Russia plus puck equaled all kinds of bad. The Canadian's eyes followed as the Russian barreled ruthlessly toward the goal, Kat trailing closely behind, but by the time she caught up he was already within range of the goal and pulling back his stick for the slap shot. Canada felt his heart sinking fast…

But then, in a clash of sticks and limbs, Katyusha somehow whirled past her brother and regained control of the puck. Before he knew what he was doing, Canada was on his feet with his gloved hands cupped around his mouth:

"YEEESSS! GO, KAT, GO!"

His stomach filled with butterflies as he watched his girlfriend soar back down the ice, graceful as a swan – he could've sworn he caught a flirty wink thrown his way as the Ukrainian crossed the center line and skated her way toward the other goal. Belarus and Belgium were there waiting for her of course, neither one a slouch at the game, but Kat dodged them both without batting an eye, even going so far as to check Belgium out of the way when the girl tried to block her. It was like she was in some sort of trance, abandoning her typically passive playing style in favor of sheer aggressiveness, and Canada could only stare in awe, only semi-aware of the tingling heat that had suddenly risen to his cheeks…

Goalie-gear clad England didn't even stand a chance when at last the Ukrainian girl rounded in on him. The island nation squawked and ducked as she smashed a brutal slapshot straight for his head, the puck sinking gloriously into the waiting net behind, and just like that, the game was over. They had won.

"HAHAAH!" Canada whooped, pumping his fists in the air. "Yeah! That's my girl!"

The final buzzer sounded, and the Canadian was off like a maniac, racing across the rink straight for the object of his unequivocal affection, catching her in a wild, clumsily zealous embrace.

"Kat!" he laughed breathlessly as the rest of the team skated over to join the celebration. "That was so amazing! I honestly can't believe how good you've gotten at this game!"

"Well," the girl replied, blushing, pulling off her helmet to reveal her pretty blond bob. "I guess I must've had a pretty talented teacher, eh?" The Canadian's face went scarlet as the girl wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a soft, sensuous kiss, which he very willingly reciprocated.

Smiling against her lips and hugging her body closer, Canada couldn't think of a possible way to make the moment more perfect. He didn't even mind America's bitter calls of "get a room!"in the background...

After all, he'd been pretty much thinking the same thing.

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A/N: hockeypsycho!Matt is, my humble opinion, one of the hottest freaking things in the whole of existence.

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