Author's Note
Hi, this is my first time posting on . I hope that the story is to your liking. I have decided to use French and German in the story so translations will be at the bottom of each chapter. My french is accurate because I'm native from Paris and if my German isn't it's because it came from Google Translate :) Let me know what you think, I love reviews and suggestions for this or future fics. Also tell me if you want me to include other pairings !
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The PirateChick020497
Chapter 2 - World Conference/Nations and ... a Dead Country
Gilbert walked into the fairly empty conference room. He spotted Francis and Antonio happily chatting away. He went to talk to them.
"Gilbert you are here !" Francis exclaimed, "I thought you would be hung over from last night."
Gilbert smirked. "I didn't go crazy like somevone else who got rejected. Kese kese kese !"
Francis pouted, dramatic tears forming in the corners of his eyes, before he said.
"Well at least I sort of 'ave someone. You 'ave no one you heartless buffoon ! And I will keep pursuing Arthure because, oh hon hon hon, he is just too perfect !"
Gilbert sighed giving up, and as he stood to leave he noticed someone. A small strawberry blond with glasses sat in a chair reading over some papers. He walked towards the man who didn't seem to notice until Gilbert spoke. "Hi Canada. What's up ?"
The man nearly jumped out of his seat.
"P-Prussia, hi, um, nothing much going on." he said still shocked from being surprised.
"Oh, you can call me Gilbert, no one ever calls me Prussia any more." Gilbert smiled sadly. He was crushed when Prussia was dissolved, he was not a nation anymore. He was a dead country. He thought he would have disappeared, but he remained which was a relief and also saddening too for some reason he could not quite pin-point.
"Yes, it's true that no one calls you Prussia, but you still hold the same value as any nation, so I would prefer to address you as Prussia if you don't mind." the Canadian stated in a soft spoken voice that exuded confidence. Gilbert's eyes widened, he had never been told anything like this before, nor had he ever heard the man in front of him display such an aura of confidence and power. He had spoken to Canada briefly in passage a few times but nothing more. Now, Gilbert found himself strangely pulled in by this man's presence,it was as if he was being sucked into Canada's deep violet eyes. Matthew's lips were graced with a small smile that told the ex-nation that he was appreciated.
"You can call me Prussia if you want Canada."Gilbert flashed a smile filled with thanks towards the Canadian.
The two then engaged in a light conversation about conditions in east Germany and in Canada. Their talk then drifted to more trivial things. Gilbert learned that Matthew loved art, and he, in turn, told him he loved dancing and music. Gilbert adored all sorts of music, to him it was all good, each song better than the previous. As time wore on Gilbert found that Matthew was quite charismatic, as well as being witty and sarcastic in very subtle manner. Soon they found that most of the nations were present and Germany started the meeting. Prussia sat across from Canada and this time he decided to pay attention to what was being said by the various nations, except America of course who wanted to play hero.
Matthew sat across from Gilbert feeling very content. He had not had such a great conversation with anyone, much less a nation, in months. He felt rejuvenated and gave each nation speaking his full attention.
Matthew would be lying if he said he had expected to be spoken to by Prussia, it was a pleasant surprise, and Matthew found, despite his bad reputation, that Prussia was very courteous. Gilbert was also very interesting, he seemed to dabble in an endless amount of things each as different as night and day. He loved music and he also enjoyed theoretic science. Gilbert, Matthew decided, needed to be looked at closely before coming to any conclusions. Matthew's turn to speak neared and when America had finally finished ranting about being a hero. Matthew stood but was interrupted by the person next to him, England, who had started yelling at America. Germany noticed this interruption and shushed England then gestured to Canada.
"Please, Canada, your report." Germany said politely although his voice held no interest whatsoever.
Canada spoke with great passion about possible improvements for free trade and the expansion of world transport with regards to environmental regulations .He looked at all the nations as he spoke trying to capture their attention to no avail. They looked around them speaking quietly to their neighbors or even drawing shapes on the back sides of their report. Canada turned to Prussia and was surprised. He was looking straight at Matthew with an attentive posture and he was taking notes. Canada smiled at him pleased that he at least had someone's attention.
Matthew quickly finished his report and sat looked down and saw Kuma... Kuma kuji sleeping peacefully on the softly polished floor. He silently thanked his loyal friend for being there with him. He patted the bear's head and went back to listening to England who was now discussing European relations with America.
Gilbert had attentively listened to every word Canada had said. He had made some very good points and compromises for various situations. What both puzzled and angered him, was why no one was paying attention to Matthew. He spoke with great confidence and eloquence, he stood tall and did not yell but spoke in a leveled tone that could have soothed an entire room filled with crying children without even trying. How could they not listen to him, Prussia was having a difficult time picturing not listening to him. He made sure that Matthew knew he was interested and had his full attention. Matthew finished and sat. The meeting continued and all the countries spoke except Gilbert. He was not allowed to speak. He saw Canada give him a curious look when his turn was skipped without a single word of protest.
The meeting was adjourned quietly and Gilbert watched as Matthew silently exited out the back door. He ran after him and came up behind him tapping him lightly on the shoulder.
Canada jumped slightly and turned around. He smiled when he saw it was Prussia.
"Prussia, hello again." Matthew said politely.
"Hey if you're not busy, do you vant to go to this art school that is in the area. It vould be a fun place to check out since you like art." Gilbert said recalling the card the teenagers had given him that morning.
"That sounds like fun, do want to go now ? "Matthew questioned.
"Ja, sure. You don't mind if we take the subvay there do you ?"
"No, not at all. Let's go."
The two men left L'Hotel de Ville and headed towards the subway.
