Loveless Bunny: Hey sorry about the wait, I've been going though something but now it is a little less bothersome…okay well here is the next chapter, I had to take some time to think up a good plot for this because as most of my FFs I did it on a whim; but now I have it and (in my option) it's a good one and- *Canada covers mouth*

Canada: shut it and let them read! –Insert scary/menacing music in background-

LB and Damien: O.O…scary Canada is hot!

LB: …okay Matt, just calm down. –Curls up in emo corner-

Damien: Loveless Bunny does not own Hetalia, but she owns me. –joins LB in the corner-

Chapter 4: Vacation


Matthew turned and looked out the window and let a small smile slip out from his pale lips, it had been three days since Damien had come visit him, three days since he and the Hispanic boy became friends, three days since they kissed and three days since Matthew started feeling something fluttering inside him whenever he thought about Damien.

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…When I see your face

There's not a thing that I would change

'Cause you're amazing, just the way you are

And when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for a while

Because girl you're amazing

Just the way you are (yeah)…

Just The Way You are By Bruno Mars

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Not much happened after they put out the stove fire and laughed about being covered in fire extinguisher foam, they went out to eat and talked; Matthew found out that Damien was once one of Spain's colonies in the 1790's and that the Hispanic boy had roughly 30 or more siblings not including Cuba, which Damien said he didn't consider his brother. All of Central America and South America were his family but he didn't really see much of the southern part of his family due to some family problems then had once had.

They ate happily and talking as if nothing was wrong in their lives, they hid the pain and problems they had so well that sometimes, if they tried hard enough, it was as if those problems didn't exist and everything was fine. Being around each other made them feel…happy and relaxed as if in a dream, but just like all dreams it came to an end.

Gabriela, which Damien had told Matthew his sister Mexico was called, smashed into the Canadian's house as soon at the two guys arrived from having dinner, she pinned Matthew against the wall and held a machete to Canada's throat, she started yelling at him in Spanish, thinking he was America. Damien finally was able to get the angry, violent girl off of him and explain to her in hurried Spanish that Matthew was Canada not America, Gabriela looked at her brother than at Matthew, who had slid down the wall and was now sitting against it. She put the weapon away and held her hand out to Canada with a sincere smile.

"Sorry about that, you and-"she took a bitter tone"-America look a little too much alike to me, but I guess that's what happens when you're a twins." She said as she rubbed the back of her neck out of nervous habit, Matthew looked at her as if she were nuts; after a few moments he decided to himself that she was PMS-ing and he shouldn't do anything that might make her kill him.

"It's fine, it happens a lot; just a lot less violent." Canada said trying to joke around with her in hopes of getting on her good side and not have another close encounter with her machete. He took her hand as she helped him up. She smiled at him before turning to Damien and giving him a smirk and a silent message that seemed only the two of them understood, the Panama nation flushed slightly and crossed his arms over his chest; Gabriela smiled before turning to Canada who had watched the interaction of the two siblings.

"Well it was nice meeting you Matthew; I hope we can see each other more often and I hope my brother behaved himself while he was here." She said as she glanced at Damien then back at Matthew, they both flushed and looked away, she smiled even more as something shined in her eyes, they were teal like Damien's but two shades darker than the Hispanic boy.

Kumajiro walked in the living room to see Canada and the two Hispanic nations. "Oh, que lindo!" Gabriela said happily as she snatched Kumajiro up and hugged him. "He's so cute and his fur is so soft!" She exclaimed happily. She squeezed him close and twirled around happily, Damien and Matthew backed up a little.

"Does she usually act like this?" Matthew asked, he suddenly realized he and Damien were both backed up into the corner and their arms were pressed against each other. Matthew could feel the other's warm sun tanned skin against his own pale, most likely, cold arm, it made him feel warm almost as if he were melting. Damien turned to Matthew and looked at him with a serious look then shook his head. "She usually doesn't act remotely like this…well…you can't really say what she does or doesn't do…she is bi-polar." Damien said as he also noticed how close they were and blushed slightly, he turned away from the Canadian.

"Who are you?" Kumajiro asked, Gabriela looked at him and smiled. "Gabriela, better known as Mexico!" She said before promptly tripping and being flung into the couch; both Canada and Panama winched as they watched. "Ay! That must have hurt!" Damien said he quickly grabbed Canada and went to see; Kumajiro got flung into the hallway, the impact made her change form; she quickly crawled into a nearby room but not before Damien noticed.

"Matthew, can you watch Gabriela for a second, I'll be right back!"

"Wait, but-"

Damien was gone before Canada could finish, he darted into the hallway and opened Matthew's bedroom door; Kumajiro was sitting with her back against the bed, her knee was bleeding out pretty bad, she looked up at Damien with teary eyes; the Hispanic nation smiled before picking her up and carrying her to the bathroom as he set her down on the counter he noticed, despite being naked, she had a patch of fur over her chest, like a bikini and was pretty sure she had the bottoms too, but he wasn't going to check.

"Damien…Thank you…for everything."

Kumajiro said as Damien bandaged her leg up, she smiled at him; Damien tried his best to smile back at her, he thought she was thanking him for treating her wound, but she wasn't.

Thank you for healing him, he almost seems to shine with happiness, only a few hours with you and he's like that; can you imagine more time with you…like forever?

Those thoughts stayed in her head, she wouldn't tell him about them, just not yet; she wanted to see where this would go, if he could fix Mattie, heal him of Alfred's terror. Damien finished up and quickly she changed back.

"Let's go back to see Mat-I mean Canada."

Kumajiro didn't miss the blush that covered Damien's cheek, he had almost called the Canadian nation by his first name, not that it mattered to Kumajiro; but it was funny to see him blush.
As soon as they made it to the living room, Damien regretted leaving Matthew with Mexico; at the moment they were both having a drinking contest, Matt already had eight beers and Gabriela seven.

"What are you two doing?"

They turned to see Damien and Kumajiro, Canada's face was flushed from the beer while Gabriela looked fine and dandy. Kumajiro got out of Damien's grip and left the room, she'd didn't want to get hurt again; who knew what the Mexican nation was capable while drunk, even sober she was dangerous.

"Hooooola Demi!"

The Panama nation blushed at Canada's nickname for him and the badly pronounced Spanish, he looked at Gabriela, she had a large, drunken smile on her face as she downed another beer; this was all Gabriela's fault, she got Canada drunk.

"What the fuck Gab, How can you make Matthew drink! Who knows what all the alcohol can do to him."

Damien was completely pissed, it even surprised Mexico a bit, it had been sometime before she saw him like that; right now she was, either very much screwed, or a totally genius. She decided to go with the second one, she was a genius, and the genius needed another beer; she got up but quickly her legs gave out, she fell back onto the couch in a giggle fit.

"You know Damien, you should be grateful, now this gringo here esta perfecto para-"She made a motion with her hands, Damien face went bright red as he realized what she was trying to say, he looked over at Canada who was happily giggling and happily sucking on an empty beer bottle; Damien wouldn't admit it but, it was kind of turning him on. He was about to say something to Gabriela when there was a knock on the door, Damien's blood went cold.

"Shit, I must be America!" He hissed out, Matthew heard it and jolted up but ended stepping on a beer bottle, he went head first into the table; Damien winced as he heard the loud thud of bone meeting solid oak.

"Damien, Gabriela; It's me open up!" A voice came from the other side; Gabriela stumbled up and opened the door. A short girl around five foot two with black-brown hair stood there, she reacted in time to grab a falling Mexican; she looked from Gabriela to Damien then to the now, bleeding blonde.

"Damien, voy de regreso a casa con Gabriela, llege antes de la media noche." The short girl said.

Damien, I'm going back home, come back before midnight.

Damien nodded at her; she took Gabriela into a more comfortable position and started walking, Damien shut the door before turning back to Canada; Matthew was laying on the floor while Kumajiro smacked his face softly.

"He's not waking up."

That got Damien's attention, he went over to Canada, his forehead was bleeding; Damien was worried, Matthew was heavily drunk and he might have a head injury. He shook the Canadian, he still didn't wake up. Worry was clearly etched on Damien's face, he was afraid Canada would die.

"Damien, cold water, now!"

Kumajiro said as she smacked him on the face, it was enough to snap him out of it; he quickly picked Canada up and headed to the bathroom, he laid Canada on the bathtub, he turned the shower on cold. He kneel next to him as he kept trying to wake Canada up, it didn't seem the cold water was doing any effect on him, he was still unconscious.

"Please, please; don't die on me." Damien mumbled softly as he kept shaking the blond, Canada's skin was so cold and pale, it scared Damien, could Canada have already…

No, it wasn't possible…but it was; Canada was fragile, it seemed anything could hurt or even kill him; Damien lowered head onto the edge of the tub; he didn't realize he started crying until they fell onto his pants.

"Why are you crying, don't cry because it makes me want to cry too."

Damien jolted up to see Canada looking right at him, he smiled at the Hispanic nation; Damien felt stupid with tear streaked eyes, he got up and grabbed a towel; Canada watched him, he shivered and pulled his shirt off. Damien noticed as his cheeks went red, he tried to get his mind away from those thoughts but they kept coming back.

"Here" Damien said as he held out the towel, Canada looked it then at Damien, his face was bright red; maybe it was the beer or maybe it was what he really wanted, or maybe it was even the water still pounding on him that didn't let him think clearly, he grabbed Damien's wrist and pulled him in, the Hispanic nation fell in and got instantly soaked.

"Why di-"

Canada quickly pulled him into a kiss, Damien's train of thought crashed and burned; he felt his body melt into Canada, all the sounds around them faded away, it was silent except for their heart beats. Canada broke the kiss as he was running out of air, he smiled at Damien.

"Please don't cry ever again, but if you do, let me cry with you and share the pain."

Canada said as he wiped Damien's face with his sleeve, Damien blushed but didn't turn his face away; suddenly Canada grabbed him and flipped their positions, Damien was now pinned under Canada, at the moment it didn't matter to him and pulled the blond in for another kiss; the sweet promise of more to come fill his mind, he was sure Canada would not remember in the morning, but at the moment, it felt too good to stop.

About ten minutes later they crawled out of the shower, their clothes messed up and wet but they were happy, Canada was at least sober enough to walk and get changed without help from Damien.
At the moment, Canada was still slightly drunk and a daze on the couch, Damien handed him a cup of coffee and went to borrow some clothes, he told Kumajiro to watch Canada until he sobered up. He was about to leave when he heard Canada say something to him, he turned to him as Canada put the cup down and turned to him.

"Please don't go…if you leave, he'll come back; he always does."

Damien was sure what Canada was talking about, who was he talking about?

"It hurts…it hurts so bad, he tells me he loves me but…I know he doesn't, he just wants my body; to him it's a toy…something that he can quickly replace if he wanted to…"

Canada pulled his head between his legs as he spoke, he shivered in fear; Damien's heart hurt as he looked at him, he put down his bag of wet clothes and he went over to Canada, he sat next to him; Damien wasn't good at saying nice or soothing things but he'd try.

"It's okay…um…if you ever feel sad or lonely you can give me a call, I'll always answer my phone…especially if it's you."

Canada noticed the blush returning, he felt happy inside; he leaned his head on Damien's shoulder, the brunette didn't know what to do, he ended up just wrapping an arm around Canada's waist and pulling him close. Damien felt someone nudge his arm, he glanced over to see Kumajiro, he held a blanket to him. Damien took it and draped it over Canada, Canada in return pulling it over Damien's shoulders. They both sat there, in the silent, comfortable warmth of Canada's house; it was so relaxing that they almost felt like that nothing was wrong at the moment, everything was fine as if Canada wasn't being sexually black mailed by America, and Damien wasn't days away from finding himself in a huge family conflict.

They somehow ended up falling asleep together, around five or six in the morning, Damien was awaken, someone was hitting him with something cold, he opened his eyes and looked around.
He was laying on the couch with Canada draped over his chest and stomach.

"Finally, you're awake; you have to leave!"

Damien looked up to see Kumajiro standing next to him with a fish between her paws, Damien guessed that was, what was hitting him.

"America's plane arrived in Washington D.C. five minutes ago; he'll be here any second!"

Damien almost jolted up but Canada snuggled into him in his sleep, the brunette carefully got out but not careful enough.

"Damien?"

The Hispanic nation to see Canada half asleep, grabbing onto the edge of his shirt; Damien turned to him.

"I've got to go, but I'll be back soon…Come visit me when you can." Damien said as he bent down to Canada's level and gave him a light kiss, Canada pulled him in for more; it would have gone on longer, but after a few moments, the door knob started rattling. Damien pulled away and grabbed his scarf along with his bag of wet clothes, he sent Canada a glance before running out the back door; Matthew sat in silence for a moment before it was ruined by Alfred, Matthew just plastered a fake smile on his face and faced the American nation.

No matter how much it hurts, I won't give in, I won't show him the true hurt; he must never know of Damien, he shall never know…I won't allow him, strange…I feel like Juliet right now, so that means Damien is my Romeo. Oh Romeo, where art thou…please come save, come save me from this place and this ill fate.

"…ada, Canada!"

The blond snapped out of it as Alfred waved a hand in front of his face.

"Sheesh, I thought I lost you there for a moment, as I was saying; my boss still needs to make a deal with China and Israel's boss for something about oil import or something like that, will you be alright being alone for a week?" Alfred looked over at Matthew, the Canadian smiled and nodded softly, trying not to seem too excited or happy about it.

"Al, remember I use to live here all alone before you came along, I'll be fine, this is my nation after all." Canada responded before drinking the rest of his lukewarm coffee, it was morning and the sun was bright, in the cold Canadian nation. Alfred looked at Canada, since the day he found Matthew waking up on the couch, he's been…different; Alfred wasn't sure if it was for good or bad.

Alfred just smiled before getting a call from his boss; it was time to leave, he kissed Matthew goodbye and left; the Canadian sat in his kitchen just taking in the silence and lack of Alfred; it was so…wonderful. Kumajiro walked in, she sat down on the floor and looked up at Canada. She tilted her head to the side as she mentally smiled.
Matthew looked like he was in love, Damien was doing well, the kid might be good enough to fix the mess known as Canada.

"We're going to Panama…I need to get away…fast."

Kumajiro looked up when Canada spoke, she tilted his head the other way; Canada got up and went to his room, he started packing. Kumajiro followed and just watched him, halfway done Canada stopped, he sighed.

"I have to ask them if I can come over…" He said softly, he pulled out his cell phone and started calling someone.

"Hola, Gabriela la nacion de Mexico."

Canada was left confused with the Spanish being thrown at him, he swallowed; Kumajiro enjoyed watching Matthew, he was so awkward and interesting to watch, it was better than cable.

"Gabriela, its Canada."

"Who?"

Canada felt sick, he hadn't heard that in such a long time, could it be that since Alfred was now gone, his invisibility was starting to show, which meant people forgot him; he didn't want to be invisible again. He sighed as he sat down on the bed, it was no use, he knew he'd always be invisible.

"Hey! Listen, I couldn't hear a thing you said, I have really bad signal in here. Give me a second to get somewhere with better signal; stay on the line." Canada listened to her, he heard a bunch of Spanish, mostly yelling, then doors opening and slamming shut; he stayed quiet as he heard other noises, he didn't know what they were.

"Hello?"

"Hello…Gabriela?"

There was a small laugh, on the other side of the line; Canada wasn't sure what was so funny.

"Hey, Blondie! I haven't heard from you in like three days…what wrong?"

Canada was surprised, how did she know something was wrong?
He didn't let his mind linger on it; he took a deep breath before trying to speak.

"Gabriela, I wanted to know if I could come over and stay at your place for a week; America left and I don't want to be in Canada by myself." Matthew responded, it came out sounding weak but it didn't matter at the moment.

"Of course, come on over; I'm at work right now but Costa Rica should be at my house, just make sure you knock before coming in; that girl might be small but she'll attack you, since you and IT look alike."

Canada laughed softly at what Gabriela referred Alfred to, he thanked her and hung up; he was a little excited, he's never been to a Hispanic nation before; the warm tempetures, the beaches, the food, Damien, the-

He shook his head as he realized what he had just thought of, he got up and kept packing; Kumajiro smiled as she left the room. Panama is lovely this time of year; she could resist a small snicker.

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"Wow, this is…pretty."

Canada and Kumjiro's mouth fell to the ground as they looked around, Mexico was…pretty; so green and warm. Canada was still in a slight daze as he looked around, Kumajiro just sighed as she kept pushing him forward as they got off the plan; they could have used the Nation's portal but Canada didn't want to feel tired afterward from its affects, so here they were, in the airport.

"How do we find the crazy girl's house?"

Damien looked at Kumajiro, he didn't look happy as he was stuck in a pet carrier; Canada looked around and quickly found his way to baggage claim.

"Kumario, Gabriela isn't crazy, she just very…eccentric and I know where her house is."

"How do you know, you've never been here."

"We're both nations, I can just concentrate and locate Costa Rica, who Gabriel said was at her house."

Canada exited the airport with his bag; he looked around before looking up and concentrated; after a few moments he looked back to Kumajiro.

"Found her."

They were off to find the house; they decided not to take a taxi since the language would be a problem, even if there were some English speaking people here.

They came up to a two story house of white brick, Canada made sure this was it; it was, he slowly went to the door and knocked, he wasn't sure who this girl was, so he followed Gabriela's instructions. He knocked again before putting Kumajiro's cage down, he heard footsteps and the door opened. It was the same girl from that night, three days ago. Her hair was in a long, thick braid over her shoulder; she wore a tank top with, most likely, her flag and a denim skirt.

"AMERICA DIE!"

Canada only had time to cover his head.

"Stop!"

Canada froze in place, Costa Rica did too, she was holding a machete up to Canada. The blond suddenly noticed a girl with white hair standing in front of him, she looked pretty young.

"He's Canada, not America."

The Canadian was stunned a little, who was this girl and how did she know who he was; but before he could say or think anything more, the girl turned and hit the back of his head with a swift punch, all he saw were stars and then darkness.
Kumajiro did feel bad for what she did, but Canada couldn't know about her human form…at least not yet, she quickly explained everything to Costa Rica.

Canada felt sick as he woke up twenty later, he was on a sofa with a throbbing pain on the back of his head; the whole room was spinning and his stomach was restless as he felt like he would throw up any moment.

"Finally, you're awake; I was worried that, that girl might have hit you into a coma." Matthew turned to the voice, but as soon as he did, he almost emptied his stomach on the floor.

Costa Rica went over to him, she checked his forehead and his pulse; she didn't say much as she checked how he was, Canada was a little glad of that, he wasn't able to talk at the moment without throwing up.

"You seem to be alright, the swelling to the back of your head has gone down."

She spoke with a deep patience; as if every word she spoke meant the world to her and whoever was listening, so Canada listened as she spoke; she looked around sixteen or seven teen, unlike Damien who looked around twenty.

"Did you come looking for Damien?"

Her sharp eyes caught Matthew's, he couldn't lie to her, her eyes seemed to peel away the lies and see the truth deep within. Canada broke eye contacted as he nodded, he looked away before she could trap him again. The girl smiled just softly before walking away; Kumajiro was back to being a bear, she went over to Canada and sat, she stared at him.

A large jaguar walked into the living room, Canada let out a squeak as he saw the animal, he didn't know what to do; there was a huge, man eating creature a few feet from him. Kumajiro noticed and happy went over to it, Canada could almost imagine Kumajiro being devoured by it.
Kuma just happily went over and started playing with it. Costa Rican walked in with a tray in her hands and a small monkey on her shoulder, the young girl smiled as she handed Canada the tray.

"Um…Costa Rica, wh-"

"My name is Dulce."

"Okay, Dulce, what's with the monkey? "

Dulce smiled as she turned to the Capuchin monkey, she petted it, the monkey crawled down Dulce and went to sit on the sofa, next to Canada.

"Sorry, we've not been introduced; I am Julia, I'm a Capuchin monkey and a nation pet."

To say Canada was a little surprised, was an understatement; he was in shock, not that the monkey talked, but because it talked so clearly and perfectly. Why wasn't Kumajiro like that?

"It's nice to meet you, wow; you're quite small." Canada said as he held his hand out to Julia, he petted her softly; a little scared he might hurt her.

"That's Miguel, he's Gabriela's and I'm guessing, Kumajiro is your nation pet."

Canada looked over at the pair playing around, Kumajiro tried to seem to try to look fierce as he tried to bite the Jaguar's ear, Canada couldn't help but smile; they were really cute, playing like that.

Julia went over and joined them, Canada felt a little worried, they could hurt her but he just started eating the food Dulce gave him; it was

his throat, trying to free his airway of the food. This didn't go unnoticed by Dulce, who just smiled softly and kept watching the pets.
Canada finished up quick before thanking Dulce, she just really good, this must be what food taste like when you put a lot of love into it.

"When you finish eating, I'll taking you over to see Damien."

At this, Canada choked a little; he cleared waved it off and took the dishes away.

"I want to stay with Miguel and Julia."

Canada nodded at Kumajiro, before getting up; Dulce pulled on a pair of sandals before turning to Matthew. He followed her out, Matthew smiled to himself; this day was turning out better than he had thought, he was glad he had decided to come.

As soon as they left, Kumajiro turned to her friends, she changed back to her human form; Julia and Miguel followed after. The monkey girl stretched as her tail uncurled then soon went back to normal, Miguel smiled as he stretched too.

"I hate being in animal form, it's so uncomfortable." Julia said, she pushed some of her short brown hair behind her ear; she went over and sat down on the sofa, Miguel nodded and went to sit next to her.

"So do your owners know about, being able to change into humans?" Kumajiro asked as she ran a hand, mindlessly though her snow white hair, the other two nodded; Julia got up and jumped up onto the over head beam, she hung upside down by her tail.

"Don't be sad, Kumi; most the nation pets haven't revealed that to their owners yet, Dulce found out when I got sick and change on accident." The capuchin girl said, Miguel turned to Kumajiro.

"Gabriela found out about me, when I was sleeping." The jaguar said, before returning back to his silent deposition. Kumajiro sighed, she didn't like keeping secrets from Matthew but, she couldn't just go up to him and show him; she needed to find a way to do it, without scaring him out cold.

"Well…whatever, so what do you guys do for fun around here?" Kumajiro asked innocently, the other two turned and smiled at her; the polar bear suddenly felt a little nervous, maybe it wasn't the right thing to say.

"Shhh, be quiet, tread softly and follow me." Dulce said softly as soon as they arrived at a medium sized house, it must have been Damien's house. He did as he was told, Dulce opened the door and slipped in; Matthew followed her, he wondered why were they being so quiet, but at moment, it didn't seem like a place to ask.
They crept into the house, down a hallways to a door; Dulce softly pushed on it, the top part of the door opened without a sound to reveal Damine; he was sitting in front of a piano with his back to the door, Canada wanted to say something but Dulce signaled him to just watched; it was quiet for a moment, Damien slowly started to play. Canada listened as he watched his crush, he never would have thought that Damien played an instrument.

"What would it take,
for things to be quiet,
quiet like the snow…"

He started singing, Canada was pleasantly surprised; Damien…had a really good voice, strange he didn't look like a musical type; suddenly Alfred's words came echoing back.

"You can never judge someone by the outside."For once the hamburger idiot was right, Canada turned back to Damien, who kept singing and playing.

"…I know, this isn't much,
but I know, I could,
I could be better.
I don't think I deserve it, selflessness.
Find your way into my heart
all stars could be brighter,
all hearts could be warmer.
What would it take,
for things to be quiet...?" Damien paused, it scared Matthew; he thought maybe Damien had heard them, he calmed down as Damien didn't turn around and kept going.

"…quiet like the snow?
Are we meant to be empty handed?
I know, I could,
I could be better.
I don't think I deserve it, selflessness.
Find your way into my heart
all stars could be brighter,
all hearts could be warmer.
(What would it take?)
(What would it take?)
What would it take for things to be quiet?"

The song ended but Canada didn't have time to admire for very long, he was grabbed and pushed into the living room; Dulce told him to be quiet and went back to Damien and the piano, Matthew did as he was told, he sat down on a chair was he looked around.

"Bello como siempre."

Beautiful, like always

Dulce said with a smile, she leaned on the half door. Damien turned to her and smiled, he went over to her and kissed her forehead; he was a dotting brother when it came to Dulce. He opened the rest of the door and went over to her, he always care about Dulce a little more than Gabriela.

"So, what bring you here to this dump?" He said as humor tinted his voice, Dulce smiled back.

"A friend of yours came to see you." She said as she started leading him to the living room, she loved playing match maker and seeing couples happy.

"Really, wh-"

Canada rose up as Damien and Dulce arrived at the living room; he felt so stupid and tongue tied as he and Damie's eyes met, it was a moment that Matthew didn't want to end.

"Hey, Damien."

He said softly as he felt his glasses fogging up from embarrassment, all three stood in silence for, what felt like an hour, but it wasn't that long. Dulce's cellphone rang, he picked it up and spoke and rapid Spanish; Canada was surprised that someone could speak that fast, he turned back to Damien who was blushing and staring at the ground. Dulce hung up and turned to the two male nations, she could feel the tense air all around her.

"Well, that was my boss; got to go." She said happily before running out the door with a wave, she smiled to herself; her boss didn't need her but those two wouldn't interact if she was around. She went off running as she headed back home; Kuma, Julia and Miguel, were most likely out of the house already.

She glanced back at Damien's house with a devious smile still on her lips.

"Have fun you two, better enjoy the time you have together."