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Chapter 1: A Big Heart

Canada walked into the meeting room with his three uncles. The spell had been cast, but they would be hanging around Canada for the day, making sure that the younger nation was really alright before they left him to his own devices.

There were more nations than there had been when Canada had been there earlier, but there were still many empty seats available. There were more than enough places for the four of them to sit together.

They chose seats far away from England, France and America. Canada needed time to heal, and those three wouldn't help. They sat with Wales sitting next to China, Scotland next to Wales, Ireland next to Scotland and Canada between Ireland and an empty seat. They had arranged that so that Canada could attempt to befriend the nation that would sit on the other side of him, while he would have his supportive uncles on the other side.

A few minutes passed and more nations filled the room, and Canada was starting to wonder if anyone would come to sit on the other side of him. But he didn't need to wait for long before someone did sit next to him.

Canada smiled when he realised that it was someone that he knew, and who he got along with very well.

"Hello Matvey," Ukraine greeted. "Are you alright? You look like you were crying."

Ukraine grew concerned as she said the last two sentences, and Canada sighed.

"I'm alright," Canada said. "I did, but it's better. How have you been, Kat?"

Ukraine still looked worried, but she plastered on a small smile.

"Oh, I'm alright," she said. "I've finally got a chance to do some knitting again. Would you like a scarf, Matvey?"

"O-oh, you don't have to do that."

"It's fine. What are friends for?"

Canada smiled, realising that he did have a friend in Ukraine. She never forgot him, and often would actively seek out his company, when she wasn't looking for Russia and/or Belarus.

And she usually didn't approach him when he was with England, France and/or America.

Canada felt a nudge, and turned to see Ireland looking at him.

"Who's that?" Ireland whispered.

"Ukraine," Canada said.

"I couldn't help but notice that she called you by your first name, though a different variant. Are you close?"

Canada smiled.

"I… I suppose we are."

Ukraine couldn't help but listen to Canada's conversation with the nation on the other side of him, and she was a little suspicious, and perhaps a little jealous, when she heard the other ask if they were close.

She blushed slightly when Canada answered in the affirmative, and to her surprise, the other seemed to smile in approval. She wondered if they were close friends, or perhaps relatives.

She took a moment to examine the ginger-haired nation, immediately noticing the green eyes and thick eyebrows. She wondered if this was one of England's brothers.

She looked towards England to see him glaring at the group, and she turned her attention to the other two, seeing the eyes and eyebrows as well. She concluded that it was probably England's brothers, and thus Canada's uncles.

She had heard Canada lamenting the fact that they didn't come to meetings enough, since they were among the only nations, according to Canada, that could see him and recognise him at first glance. Ukraine had to bite her lip every time when the thought came up that there were many nations that noticed him – herself, Russia, Netherlands, Romano – but she didn't want the other to realise how popular he really was, or she would lose him to someone else.

It might have been selfish, but compared to her siblings, she never took what she wanted. She could afford to be selfish once, right?

Although, she never approached Canada while he was with England, France or America, simply because she could sense the hostility that the three of them radiated whenever Canada was around. She couldn't understand it. They were supposed to be family, but…

She shook her head of the thought, before contemplating the scarf she should knit for Matthew. She was thinking red, since that seemed to be Canada's favourite colour. It was also the colour of the heart, and love.

And perhaps, when she gave it to him, she could finally confess her feelings to him.

"So, looks like he already has one friend," Wales commented to his brothers, looking at Canada and Ukraine, who were conversing again.

"Aye," Scotland said. "And she seems nice. A good friend for Mattie."

"I wonder why he was under the impression that he didn't have other friends," Ireland said.

Scotland turned his attention to England, who was glaring at him, and he smirked. The smirk turned into a scowl as he saw England's attention drift to Canada, and Scotland saw as the annoyance that had been in England's gaze turned to fury instead.

"Something tells me that Artie has something to do with it," Scotland said, before turning his attention first to France, and then America.

France and America were arguing, though quietly, which was very unusual. But he could see as they glanced towards Canada every now and again, looking both suspicious and angry.

"We've got a situation," Scotland muttered.

"So Matvey," Ukraine said, "would you like to have lunch with me?"

"Sure," Canada said. "Um, can my uncles come? We kind of arranged to spend the day together."

Ukraine looked towards the other three with an unreadable expression on her face before she smiled.

"Of course, if that is what you want," Ukraine said. "Will America and the others be coming?"

"No," Canada said, a little darkly, which startled Ukraine. "I don't really want to spend any time with them for a while."

Ukraine smiled softly, and the two spoke quietly among themselves as the room filled up and eventually Germany called for silence, as the meeting was about to begin.

Ukraine was very pleased that Canada didn't want to spend any time with America and the others, and if his uncles were nice, nothing stopped her from spending more time with Canada.

And there's the first nation. I've had a list randomiser randomise names until the first one was someone that Canada was already close to. Ukraine was the result. More to come, and we'll see more nations' thoughts regarding Canada, before and after the UK bros' interference.

So, each chapter will feature a different nation. This is going to be a long story, at least update-wise. This story is meant to take place in a month, and by the end of chapter 57 (with the last nation introduced, though the last one isn't a romantic interest) it's only the middle of the second week.