Chapter Three
(Don't own or claim to own Hetalia. Just this story.)
A young man walked hurriedly down the halls of what looked like a business building. His steps were quick but also soft, it seems that he often walked around in a rush. That man stopped at the door and knocked on the door frame, he also held his clip board close to his chest.
Canada was standing in the middle of the luxurious and large office, he was wearing a white dress shirt with his sleeves rolled up just below his elbows, his shirt was button down a few to release some of his smooth and pale skin. His hair was tied back and his glasses were off as he looked up at the young man who walked in. He had some paper work in his hands and raised his brow slightly.
"What is it, Ryan?" Canada knew the names of all that worked under him and put the papers on his desk before he walked over to the young man who held out the clip board, "Even after working here five years you are still nervous around me." The Canadian commented calmly and he had to admit it was amusing but he put his teasing aside to read the report. It was written all over his face that he didn't look all that pleased.
"A few days... Well, get what information you can get out of him... He was a good man, we'll give his family his retirement money and such, arrange the funeral services and also help to his family after he passes." Canada told and also wrote it down just to be sure they won't forget then gave the clip board to the young man who nodded and left. He sighed as he rubbed his temple before he got ready. He was going to go visit this person.
Canada walked out with the small polar bear trailing him and soon they were driving to the private hospital, on their way there he stopped to get some flowers and continued on his way. Once they were there, he was directed to the room the person was in. He went in and gave a sad smile as he looked at an elderly man laying on the hospital bed, the elderly man's family were there but they left to give the two men their space as they left.
"Hello old man." Canada spoke in a soft and caring voice as he walked over, he took a seat by him and put the flowers on the elderly man's lap, "Old man, he says." The elderly man laughed but coughed, Canada frowned slightly as he looked down, "I came as soon as I got word about you.. You should have retired when I suggested you should."
The old man looked at Canada and put his hand on the other's, "Like I would leave you with all those youngsters, but Mathew, please stop what you are doing.. This isn't the way to go about it." He said before he coughed.
The nation helped out the older man and calmed his coughing, "You know I can't do that Paul, it's too late for that, the gears are set in motion." He said before getting up and looked to the elderly man named Paul, "Safe travels, old friend." He gave a small smile before he walked out of the room, leaving a worried elderly man.
Canada got into the car as his eyes sadden greatly, he closed his eyes and gave a long and heavy sigh out. The polar bear looked at the nation, "He was a good man." He said, trying to comfort the Canadian who nodded slightly, "We should go." He said a bit bitterly before he drove off home, he needed to relax and just get his mind off of things.
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Canada sighed as he relaxed in the tub of hot water, this was exactly what he needed to get his mind off of things. He leaned his head back against the rim of the tub with his eyes closing as his tense body began to loosen up. The water soothed his sore body. But this bliss was short lived when there was a knock at the door, the Canadian grumbled as he got out of the bath tub and dried himself quickly before dressing up. He put his glasses on and walked to the door.
Canada was steaming but he closed his eyes, calming himself quickly as he was now the shy and timid Canadian. He opened the door shyly and peeked out, "H-Hello?" He blinked and his eyes grew in surprise as it was Prussia, "Birdie!" The albino grinned and pushed his way into the house, "W-What brings y-you around Gil?" He closed the door when turned to the ex-nation.
"Aww, Birdie! You forgot it was Pancake Friday!" Prussia whined and gave a childish pout, Canada indeed had forgotten. He must have been so tired and busy that he forgot about this, "O-Oh, right, haha, I-I'll go cook some up r-right now." Canada whispered quickly as he placed an embarrassed blush on his cheeks as he hurried to the kitchen and began mixing up the ingredients for his world famous pancakes.
All the while Prussia was sitting at the table, watching Canada work his magic to make the world famous pancakes. Not long after there was a knock at the door, so Canada put the batter down and took off the last pancake onto the stake of pancakes then gave it to Prussia who dug into it.
Canada left to open the door and was surprised to see that it was Russia and Ukraine, "M-Mr. Russia.. Kat." He blinked, he was quite close to the Ukraine woman, "Hello Matvey, I have come to visit." She said with a warm smiled, Canada glanced at Russia and Ukraine noticed, "He wanted to come." She explained and the Canadian nodded slightly as he let the two in.
"W-Would you two like s-some pancakes?" He asked shyly. Ukraine and Russia looked confused, "Pancakes?" Canada nodded his head then Prussia yelled out, "The best in the world!" He commented and Canada blushes lightly, "I'll m-make some s-so you can try." He told and had the two follow him into the kitchen, they took a seat beside each other, across from Prussia who asked for more and Canada nodded as he got cooking.
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For the past two hours Canada had been making pancakes for the on coming visitors of nations, it seems the Prussian had been spreading word about the amazing pancakes the Canadian could make and about Pancake Fridays.
Canada was sitting in his room after the nations had their fill so he can call America so he can also come for pancake Friday. He then waited for the American to come, so he went downstairs to start the many dishes that had piled up, he'll also have to go out and buy more ingredients for pancakes and also more maple syrup since they all had eaten a lot.
While Canada cleaned he can hear everyone chatting in the living room that was very crowded with a lot of nations there, it was kind of like a mini world meeting. Canada then felt a presents standing behind him, "Do you need help, Canadia?" The nation said in a thick Russian accent, Canada knew it was Russia.
"N-No it's fine, I-I got it." He whispered as he kept cleaning but Russia didn't listen as he started to dry the plates and putting them away, "Have you been thinking about what I said before?" He asked casually while drying, Canada shivered and Russia have a childish smile.
Canada was about to say something but he cut his hand, on purpose of course, he needed to look like he was really scared, he gasped as he ran his hand under the tap water, "O-Ow." He whispered, suddenly Russia took his hand and wrapped it up with a cloth, "Where is your first aid kit?" He asked and Canada told him it was in the bathroom.
Russia left to the bathroom but as he walked back with the first aid kit, France panicked and screamed, "Mathiue!" He told cried and ran into the kitchen, the others were curious and also concerned. But they were surprised to see that Canada was sitting on a chair with Russia kneeling down on his knee while cleaning the Canadian's cut on his palm.
"O-Ow, ow." Canada whispered shakingly and hissed because of the pain so he bit his lip while Russia took care of his hand gently, "It is not that bad, it will heal quickly." He told as he began to wrap the nation's hand before cleaning up, "Th-Thank you M-Mr. Russia." Canada whispered, Russia looked at the Canadian for a moment, "My name is Ivan." He said before he walked off, Canada looked up quickly in surprise.
The other nations stepped aside to let Russia pass and were also very shocked that he had just let someone call him by his human name, Ukraine had a large smile on her face, "I will see you next Friday, Matvey." She said and left with her brother. Canada blinked as he looked at the other nations, "I-I guess you a-all can go now." He told as he got up and went to put his first aid away. Most of the nation's left but it was France, England, Prussia and Netherlands that stayed behind to ask Canada what happened.
Once Canada walked back into the kitchen he met four concerned eyes looking at him, he smiled weakly at them, "I a-accidentally c-cut my hand w-while doing the d-dishes." He told them and they believe him, "So, why is Russia being nice to you?" Netherlands asked that what was on everyone's mind at the moment.
Canada sighed slightly, "About th-three weeks ago.. R-Russia approached m-me at my o-office and w-well he a-asked me t-to b-be come, one, w-with h-him.." He mustered out and looked down, the four were more worried now then suddenly America burst into the house, "Sorry I'm late Mattie!" Canada turned her head towards the door, "I-In the kitchen, Al!" He spoke in a normal volume voice like he were yelling of sorts.
America walked in and blinked as he saw the four worried men, "What's up?" He asked, Canada looked at the American, "I-I told them a-about Russia." He explained and America frowned, "What did that commie bastard do to you?" He noticed the cut and took the Canadian's hand, "Did he do this to you?!" He asked angrily and Canada shook his head, "N-No, th-that's just me not being m-more careful." He tried to calm down the American.
"Alright Mattie but if he hurts you then tell me so I can kill him." America mumbled before he looked at the dishes, he noticed the blood there and drained the sink before he started to clean the dishes once he had refilled it. The four were speechless because they never seen America willingly do the dishes but Canada wasn't so surprised and he got up to help dry but France got up and told his son to rest while he dried, Canada just nodded as he sat down.
Netherlands stood up from his seat after awhile and looked to Canada, "Well, I should be going, I'll talk to you later Matt." He smiled and left, England stood up a little while after, "I should be off also, take care Mathew." He said politely before leaving, Canada glanced at Prussia but looked away because the Prussian was looking at him, "The awesome me will stay and look after you." He said with a grin.
"It's okay dude, I'll watch over my bro." America said quickly and Canada smiled lightly, "it's okay Gil, Al can stay." He whispered without stuttering and the albino got up, "Don't forget next pancake Friday." Canada smiled with a wave as he watched Prussia leave, he then looked over to France and America.
"Thank you for finishing off the dishes." He told the two as he got up, "Do you still want pancakes Al?" He asked as he walked over to the fridge and took out salmon for the polar bear who ate it happily, he then went over to the left over batter, "Nah, I'll pass for now." He said and Canada blinked before he nodded his head, "Okay."
Mean while, France watched the two, something was different about the two, Canada seemed normal but America was acting a little odd and tried to think what it could be, "I should go, I loved the pancakes Mathiue and please take it easy." He said as he gave Canada a fatherly hug, "Okay papa." Canada smiled as he showed France out. Once he was gone he walked back to the kitchen where America was waiting.
"Are you sure you don't want pancakes?" Canada asked because he didn't want the batter to go to waste, America said nothing as he stared at Canada, "Tell me what happened with Russia."
Canada raised his brow slightly as he put his hair up and took off his glasses then told him what had happened.
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America had stayed the night like he said he would but he slept in the guest room which bothered him a little. Canada was having some tea while he read some files, America was eating breakfast quietly.
"I'll be going to work in a couple of hours." Canada told America who nodded his head, "What do I do while your gone?" The American asked as he looked up at Canada who raised his brow, "I don't know, why not just do what you would normally do."
America bit his lip a little as he thought about it, "I.. I guess I can play some video games." He mumbled, Canada nodded his head slightly, "Okay." He continued reading.
The small polar bear walked into the kitchen and took out his food and began to eat then made himself a cup of coffee before sitting at the table. America blinked in surprised, he had never seen the little guy do that before so it caught him off guard while Canada seemed used to it.
America looked at Canada then at Kumajirou who sipped his coffee and too was also reading a file, the polar bear then spoke to Canada in a language that sounded familiar to America but he can't seem to remember it at the moment. He watched the two converse in that language but he still couldn't place his finger on it.
This went on for the next hour and America had given up because he was sitting in the living room, playing video games. It seemed like whatever they were talking about, they didn't want him to know about it, he didn't like that very much.
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Canada stood in the control room, looking out of the large windows that gave him a good view of his army, he had a grin across his lips.
"Beautiful." He whispered softly as he admired many years of hard work and determination, it was absolutely amazing.
"Soon, it will all be ready.." His eyes showed a red glint to it as he looked out.
Author's Note...
Well, here is another chapter, sorry if my chapters are weirdly lengthen, it's juat that my laptop broke some months ago and only have my iPod. Well, ^^ Follow, Favorite and Review!
