Chapter 2: Chapter 2
A/N: Yeah...so later in this longer chapter, there will be a mention of how Canada was winning the first part of the Stanley Cup that was Boston Bruins (America) vs. Vancouver Canucks (Canada)...in the beginning, Vancouver had a clear lead against Boston, but then Boston ended up winning game 7. So this took place around games 1-3.
Warnings: shonen-ai/Yaoi (medium boy x boy)
Rating: T+
Names: Veneciano/Veniciano/Feliciano/Feli- North Italy, Matthew/Mattie – Canada
"Ti amo Matthew." Feliciano hugged him.
"I l-love you too Feliciano." Matthew hugged him back, and they laid in the grass for a while longer, watching the stars twinkle and sparkle above them.
"When did it get dark?" Feliciano shuddered and snuggled closer into Matthew's warm embrace.
"Uhm...I'm not sure..." Matthew sighed and shivered slightly. "Maybe we should get going home?"
"Are you busy? I don't want you to walk all the way home alone..." Feli looked up at Matthew with his concerned amber eyes that sparkled slightly in the moonlight.
Matthew's heart skipped a beat. "N-no I'm not...I'm never busy...I'll let you spend the night if you want." he blushed slightly. Matthew never had anyone other than his brother over to spend the night.
"Wow! Really? Yeah! I'll spend the night!" Feliciano gasped and his face lit up in joy. Matthew stood up, picking Kumajiro up in his left hand, and pulled Italy up with his right hand.
"Andiamo!" Italy sprang up with Matthew's help, and kissed him on the cheek. Just over a cold hour filled with fast walking and small talk along with a short boat ride over the river, the couple finally crossed through America, and headed quickly towards Ottowa, Canada. Since Italy wasn't used to the cold, Canada had let Italy carry Kumajiro to keep him warm.
After another hour of walking, they had finally reached the front door of Matthews' two story home. When Mattie opened the door, warm air swirled around the two, smelling faintly of pancakes and maple syrup.
"Woooow! Ve~ Mattie, your house is amazing!" Italy snuggled into the bear's soft, white fur. A small grumble was heard from Italy's stomach.
"Are you hungry, Italy?" Canada giggled a bit.
"Ve~ si, Matteo!"
"What do you want to eat?"
"Hmm..." Italy thought as he sniffed the warm air. "Pancakes! Va bene, si?"
"Sure! It shouldn't take me very long at all." Canada responded, a small smile on his lips.
"Yay! Si gratze, il mio eroe Canadese!" Italy walked over to Matthew and stood up on his toes to gently kiss Matthew on his lips. Canada blushed, but pulled Italy into a deeper kiss. Kumajiro squirmed.
"Let me go please!" the little bear pawed gently at Italy's arm and huffed slightly. Italy set the fluffy bear on the ground, and it trotted upstairs, somewhere unbenounced to the couple.
"W-well I guess I should start making those pancakes." Matthew smiled and kissed Feli one more time on the lips. He walked to the kitchen, grabbing the necessary measuring supplies, the flour, baking powder, eggs, milk and a maple leaf shaped bottle of maple syrup.
Italy watched as Matthew measured and combined the ingredients together. He sprinkled a cinnamon-colored powder into the mix, along with half a spoon full of maple syrup. Italy noticed the joy and comfort that showed on Matthew's face. Italy was still chilly from their long walk from Europe, so he hopped up on the clean counter near the stove to warm up.
Earlier, Canada had put on a white apron with a single red maple leaf emblem on the top near his heart, to keep the mix from falling on his clean red hoodie. Feliciano wondered why he wore an apron, Matthew was so experienced with making the pancakes, that he didn't make a mess at all.
Feliciano admired his new lover. He was really happy! He had always wondered what kind of admiration he had towards his best friend. Now he knows that he LOVES Matthew. Feli dangled his feet from the counter, humming an Italian song.
A few minutes after Mattie had poured the batter into round disks, on the hot, flat pan, he flipped them over to cook on the other side. The side that was cooked was a beautiful golden brown color that almost matched Italy's skin tone.
Feli watched as Matthew walked around in the kitchen, reaching up into the cabinets to grab plates and cups, and down into a drawer to get two forks and knives. He set the plates down on the table, along with the forks and knives in the respective spots next to them.
"You can go sit down now if you want." Matthew smiled happily and helped his cute lover off of the kitchen counter.
"OK!" Feliciano smiled, and sauntered over to the chair across from Canada's. "Awww! These plates are so cute!" he giggled and felt the outline of where the little red maple leaves adorned the outer rim of the glazed porcelain plate.
"What kind of syrup do you want? How many pancakes? Do you want butter? How about something to drink?" Matthew smiled and shot off questions like they were rockets.
"Uhh...maple! Err...hmm..." Feli thought, feeling more hungry and slightly pressured by the sudden onslaught of questions. "Three! Yeah, butter sounds bene! Do you have milk to drink?"
"OK. Yeah. The milk is 2%." Matthew explained. The smooth, white liquid poured from the plastic container, into the clear, smooth glass. Matthew gave Feli the cold cup, and plopped the steaming pancakes onto his plate.
"Yay!" Feli began to butter, cut and to pour the maple syrup on the pancakes. "This is so good!" a bit of maple syrup dribbled out of the corner of Italy's mouth. Canada noticed, stood up, and walked over to where Italy was sitting. He kneeled down next to Italy, and licked the syrup from his mouth. Acting like nothing had happened, Italy finished chewing and kissed Matthew gently. Canada licked Italy's sweet, sugary bottom lip.
"Mmm...Mattie..." Italy blushed, moaning slightly, turning to face Matthew and deepen the kiss. Canada swiped some syrup from the plate and traced Italy's neck with his sticky-sweet fingers. Italy shivered at the soft touch. Matthew licked the trail of syrup he made along his lovers neck. Feliciano mewled when he felt the warm mouth and wet tongue lapping the sweet mess on his very sensitive neck.
"V-ve! Matthew! T-that...it's making me warm! It tickles!" Feliciano squealed and squirmed as Matthew held him close.
"Oh? Making you warm? Where?" Matthew looked up and cradled Feli's face, feeling his warm cheeks.
"V-ve...I'll show you later, I want to finish eating..." Feliciano blushed, and kissed Matthew once more as his lover stood up and walked back to his chair and resumed eating. They finished their dinner, and Feli touched his now slightly sticky neck.
"Ve...can I take a shower?" Italy asked.
"Yeah. Let me clean up a bit first, and then I'll turn it on for you." Matthew blushed a bit at the hidden meaning. After he rinsed the dishes, and put them into the heavy-duty dishwasher, Matthew escorted Feliciano into the bathroom and turned the water on warm. This was still an awkward situation, with the newly-declared feelings of love and such.
"If you twist it this way," Matthew twisted to his left."it gets hotter. Be careful. If you turn it too far, the water can come out scalding." he warned his lover. "If you twist it the other way," he twisted it to the right. "It gets colder. Can you do it?"
"Ve! Yeah! Let me try!" Feliciano turned the knob very slowly to the left, and put his hand over the perfectly warm water. "Ahh...it's nice! Hey Mattie?"
"Yeah?" Matthew answered, and his iPhone beeped. "Oh, hold on a second." he checked his phone, and jumped up. "YEAH! WHOO-HOO! Vancouver won this round!" he speed dialed America, his twin brother.
"Hello, Mattie." the unamused American deadpanned.
"YOU CAN SUCK IT ALFRED, I KICKED YOUR ASS AGAIN!" Matthew laughed. And Italy smiled at how loud and happy he was. Mattie hung up after yelling to his brother about how he has to pay up.
"What was that about, Mattie?" Feliciano giggled.
"O-oh! Ahahaha sorry, I forgot you were there." Matthew kissed Feli's forehead. "Sorry, Vancouver Canucks just kicked Boston Bruins asses! It was one to nothing in the last 20 seconds of the game! Hahahaha! Oh, right. You had a question?" Canada placed his phone on the bathroom counter, closest to the door, and away from the running water.
So, I feel like ending it here for now! Sorry for not adding translations in my other parts of this...it's too much of a hassle to change it...i hope you liked it, there's more to come!
Translations:
Italian:
Si gratzie, il mio eroe Canadese- Thank you, my Canadian hero
Andiamo!- lets go!
bene-good
