Here's chapter 9! The beta has been decided and it is YandereAlice. She's a cutiepie and since she is allowed to throw me down the stairs if I lag writing new chapters, this story will be updated more often. Heh, anyway, enjoy!
It's YandereAlice, Luz Beilschmidt's beta. I'm really young and reckless, so I will be cheering this wonderful author on the whole way, and so will all of you! And yanking her collar as well! Well, good reading!
It was way to early to be awake. Scratch that, it was a nightmare to be awake at that time. Judging from the fact that the sun was not yet, Canada decided it was around five AM. Maybe if he changed positions he might be able to go back to sleep, but there was a problem with that. The problem was a muscular Prussian arm that would not let him move much. With a sigh Canda began trying to pullout of his boyfriend's grasp, thanking hockey season for giving him enough physical strength to get out of an 'awesome' cuddle.
Once on his feet, Matthew looked over to the bed to make sure Gilbert was still asleep. Yawning and stretching his arms, he made his way upstairs from the basement room his boyfriend had at his brother's house. Walking through the house, he noticed various pictures decorating the furniture. A few decades back they were mostly of Prussia and Germany, according to what Gilbert had told him. Now it seemed like most pictures contained a little bouncing Italian next to the German. Matthew could not help but feel pity for the German and the Spanish man. He had seen them depressed before, but never like that. He wondered how Gilbert would react if they ever fought that seriously.
Gilbert.
Canada wanted to slap himself as he unconsciously began preparing pancake mix for when everyone else awoke. Gilbert had been so stressed out lately. It tore the Canadian apart to see Gilbert writing down plans to help his brother and his friend, and then throwing them away grunting, disappointed in himself for not coming up with a solution. The night after Feliciano thought Ludwig was in another relationship when in reality it was him, Gilbert had stayed up all night crying until Matthew called him and counted sheep for him.
And that's how he ended up in Germany. Making sure to comfort his boyfriend and see if he could do anything to better the situation. As Canada put the fresh mix into the refrigerator, he heard a light knock on the door. Being one that was usually ignored, Matthew perceived small things. Walking towards the main door, he wondered who would knock when there was doorbell. Peaking through the door hole, he noticed a familiar face.
"Good morning Japan" Canada said shyly as he opened up the door and stepped aside to let the man in. "Good morning Canada-san, gomen for waking you up so early" Canada smiled at Kiku's words. "Oh don't worry about me, I was already awake, I couldn't sleep". As Matthew led them to the kitchen, Japan frowned when he noticed certain details around the house.
The house was clean by a normal person's standards, but Kiku could see a small dust bunny forming under the couch. Usually Ludwig would move all the furniture around while he cleaned to avoid this type of thing. Another shocking factor about the living room, was the way the video game console was. Germany would not spend much of his time playing, the one who usually spent time on the couch by himself or friends was Gilbert. If the console did not look like it was just used, it would usually be put away nicely under the television. Yet, right now the video game console was just pushed aside looking as though it had no been used in a while. Since curiosity washed over him, Japan looked around the kitchen before sitting down at the kitchen table. In front of him there was a fruits and vegetables basket. Kiku released a breath he did not know he was holding. 'At least Spain-San is still doing harvesting like he always had'. Taking a good look at the basket revealed how wrong the Japanese man was on his assumption. There were no tomatoes. Not a single one.
As Canada walked up to the table he noticed Japan looking extremely confused. Kiku did not even look up until Matthew extended his arm to hand him a glass of water. "Thank you…" the older nation noticed how exhausted he sounded and looked up to see the blonde nation frowning. "Japan, you look troubled. If there is anything you need I could try to help, eh?". Japan smiled at Canada. His voice was low, he looked flustered while he spoke, but it was at least audible. Ever since he got in a relationship with a certain loud Prussian it seemed as though the maple nation was slowly gaining more confidence and voice. "Hai! Canada-San, how is everyone?"
Now it was Canada's turn to look down. He bit his lip as though it was something painful to talk about. "Germany…. he looks as though he is emotionally weak, the whole situation keeps him from training, cleaning, and usually from eating too" One of the most disciplined nations stopped training. "Spain rarely smiles anymore. If he sees you for the first time in a while he'll smile and then walk away to lock himself in his room". An extremely cheerful and talking nation suddenly prefers to stay away from others. "And well… Prussia" if it was possible, the Canadian's voice sounded more depressed. "He somehow blames himself. Most of the time he stays up late trying to come up with a plan to fix everything, but he is not very good with romance. Usually he gives up and ends up being gloomy for the rest of the night." The most confident and self-centered nation doubted himself. 'Prussia!'
Suddenly Japan remembered why he was at Germany's house. "Canada-San I talked to Italy and Romano!" at the sudden outburst the Canadian looked up. "I think this could be fixed, but we need to plan something big". Canada smiled at this. The way his muscles felt weird told him that it had been a while since the last time he smiled. "Are you sure it could work out, eh?" All it took was having Japan nodding his head for Canada to stand up and reach for the phone. He dialed a number he knew by heart and put the phone to his ear. With a confused glance Japan asked Canada who he was calling. "I'm just calling….Papa? Papa, do you think you could come over?"
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