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"I'm in love…"

"Sir?" Lithuania was worried; Russia never really had these sort of reactions. He wondered if he should consider it a bad thing. Maybe he shouldn't have told him.

"So this is what it feels like… Lithuania?"

"Yes sir?"

Russia was almost alarmed from this, it didn't feel good at all. These feelings, they confused him greatly.

"Lithuania!" He shouted in a panicked childish manner, "I thought love was a good feeling… that's what I've heard people say… that's what I heard you say too"

Russia glared at Lithuania with a disappointed expression followed by koling.

Lithuania trembled in terror. Trying desperately to get out of this situation his brain hurt from all the thinking he was doing.

"U-uh, M-Mr. Russia, I-I um. Y-You see" He swallowed hard and continued, "Y-You only feel good after you're with the one you love!"

"Ah?" Russia ceased his koling, "Really?"

"Y-Yes sir…"

"Then…" Russia turned to the stairs, "That means I have to get Matvey to like me" He began to make his way to the stairs only to be stopped by Lithuania.

"Mr. Russia please stop!" Lithuania quickly grabbed Russia's coat.

Russia looked back at Lithuania with angry eyes.

"Da…?" He said impatient and annoyed with Lithuania.

Lithuania gulped trying to gather his courage to stay where he was.

"S-Sir, if you try to make him like you, t-then… Well, he may not like you"

"Ah? Then what am I supposed to do?"

"Um… drop hints?"

"uh…" Russia smacked Lithuania's hand off his coat, "I'm fresh out of hints"

He made his way upstairs once more until Lithuania yelled for him to stop.

Russia looked back koling once more, he walked downstairs and toward Lithuania looking as if he wanted to rip off his head. Lithuania stepped away the closer Russia got, trembling in much more great terror than before.

"J-J-Just l-let him recover first p-please sir!"

"…." There was nothing but irritation in his eyes. He growled before turning to walk away, "Ok…"

Days later, Canada felt good enough to actually walk again. His headache was going away slowly and his stomach didn't hurt anymore, but he was still pretty sweaty and tired. He got up and out of bed and stepped into the hallway and looked around, listening. No one. Though he could hear people chatting in their rooms. The baltics in one room talking about various things, and Russia's sisters in another room talking to each other, but Russia. Russia's room was silent. It kind of made Canada feel lonely for Russia's sake, knowing how lonely it was back home, all by himself. He only had Kumajiro with him, but he had to leave him at home in the care of Cuba (Well after Cuba beat him on the head that is).

Suddenly something tackled Canada out of nowhere making Canada yelp in surprise.

"Hey Canada! How you like, doing?" It was Poland, who was now hugging him.

"O-oh, Poland, it's just you"

"Pffft, just me? That was like, totally harsh man" Poland pouted, but soon got over it, "I wanted to like, do something with you for a while now, but you were like, too sick. But now I see you're totally fine"

"Eh? What did you want to do?"

Poland stopped hugging Canada and swung his arms in the air happily.

"Give you a bath! Come on! You can take one with me!"

Canada blushed hard not liking the idea at all. It reminded him of France too much, though Canada knew Poland had different reasons for wanting to take a bath with him, just to simply wash his hair. Canada didn't understand why Poland liked his hair so much, but he didn't mind it.

"N-No, that's alright"

"What's alright?"

Canada turned to see Russia half awake, rubbing his eye.

"I like, want Canada to take a bath with me"

Russia's eyes were now more open than before at hearing this. Someone else taking a bath with his Canada, but what reason could Russia come up with to keep Poland away from him?

Poland grabbed Canada's hand and rushed to the bathroom, as soon as Poland grabbed the door knob Russia shouted for him to stop.

Both Poland and Canada looked back at Russia who was now trying to figure out what to say.

"I won't allow anyone to be giving anyone else a bath, or taking baths with each other in my house, unless they're lovers"

Canada sighed with relief, Russia actually saved him from Poland. Poland stared at Russia for a moment confused.

"Then are you like, going to give him a bath? After all he like, totally reeks and needs one after lying in bed for a week"

"Ah? Uh… I don't need to give him one" Russia said as a blush formed on his face, "He can take one himself"

Poland pouted letting go of Canada's hand.

"What if he like, faints all of a sudden?"

That's right, Canada was getting better, but the recession could somehow suddenly get worse. Canada knew this and he did need a bath, badly, but he was so shy about even showing a little bit of skin to people, unless it was his face or hands or something like that.

Russia looked over at Canada who was looking at him. They both averted their eyes from each other. Not knowing what to do, or say.

"Well, since this is your house, you can like, give him a bath" Poland said walking off to go downstairs.

Once Poland was gone, Russia grinned at Canada who was still not making eye contact with him. In truth, Russia wanted this. He grabbed Canada's arm and dragged him in the bathroom. Canada yelped at the sudden snare. Russia closed the door and locked it then turned on the tap to the bathtub.

Canada knew then he was serious about this, or so he thought, but he still felt uncomfortable.

"Get undressed" Russia said seriously, though he wanted this he tried to sound as if he didn't. He knew that would scare Canada away from him.

Canada gulped hard. He most definitely didn't want to undress in front of someone. No one, not for anyone.

"R-Russia, I-I know you're just trying to take care of m-me, but... Can't I at least w-wear a towel instead of being completely… nude"

"In the tub?"

Canada nodded bashfully.

"Da" Russia grabbed a towel in the closet and gave it to Canada.

Canada put the towel down on the sink counter and sighed to himself. Here goes he thought.

Canada started to undress and Russia immediately turned away. Canada could feel the blush on his face growing bigger. He felt more and more embarrassed about it every second. He wrapped the towel around his waist and looked at Russia.

"A-Are you sure I can't do this by myself? I-I mean, what are the chances of me fainting?"

"What are the chances of your recession getting worse?"

Canada just kept his mouth shut after that for a while. Russia was right, there could be a 50/50 chance of that happening. Canada had no choice.

"I'm done" He said quietly hoping Russia wouldn't hear, but he knew he could hear.

"Then get in"

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Downstairs in the dining room, Poland sat at the table with the baltics and Russia's sisters at the table.

"Where's brother?" Ukraine asked ceriously.

"Oh, he's like totally busy"

"With what?"

"He had to like, give Canada a bath, you know cause he's still kind of sick"

A spoon dropped on the floor. It was Belarus's. She snarled grinding her teeth as her rage filled her.

"BROTHER!" She screamed as she stormed upstairs clawing at the walls on her way there.

"BELARUS! Come back!" Ukraine chased after her jealous sister. The baltics followed leaving Poland alone at the table, who stole Lithuania's cereal.

Once Belarus was upstairs she was tackled by Ukraine who held on to her tightly.

"Belarus! He's not going to do anything you think he might do to him! You're still his number one, ok?"

Ukraine almost always knew how to calm Belarus and keep her from destroying anything or anyone.

Belarus calmed down. She growled, teeth shown, glaring at the hallway.

Ukraine handed Belarus to Lithuania who took Belarus's hand without a second thought.

"Come on Belarus, Let's go for a walk" Going out with Belarus was one of the only reasons Russia would let Lithuania leave for a while so he took the chance anytime. Not just to get away from Russia but also to spend time with his cute little sister, even if she was hostile.

Canada was silent just sitting in the tub. Embarrassment filled him making him feel the most uncomfortable he's ever felt before. Russia read the humiliated expression on Canada's face as just that. He didn't like it one bit. Russia didn't like how everything he loved to see someone do, whether it was crying to plain fear, be so sad to watch when it came to seeing Canada like this.

He grabbed the pitcher next to the tub, scooped up some water and poured it on Canada.

"Eh! D-Do you have to wash me too? I can do it myself. I-I'm not a child."

"Alright, you do it then"

Canada just washed himself as Russia watched arms folded. So many things have happened to Canada these past few weeks. First he was shot, his brother probably hates him now, he got sick and now he's just plain embarrassed having someone watch him bathe. Though his papa, France, would sometimes suggest they take a bath together, Canada would always refuse. In this situation he had no choice.

Once Canada was finished, he stood up ready to get out. Russia grabbed another towel from the closet, only this one was bigger. He wrapped the towel around Canada in a hug, making Canada feel a little weird from being so close to Russia. The blush had now covered his entire face.

"Drop the other towel" Russia ordered.

Canada's eyes grew from this command; he gulped and did what Russia said. Russia turned the towel around keeping it wrapped around him but so Canada could hold it. Russia could feel his own face burning from the blush on his face. He thought for a second. What would France do? Probably something perverted but Canada seemed to like France just fine. This made Russia jealous. He wasn't known for love at all, but what could he do? This moment seemed too perfect to not try something that might give Canada one of those, "hints". He got it.

Russia took Canada's hand and lifted it to his face, then kissed it softly. Canada's eyes grew to their fullest and if his blush hadn't already been covering his face it would be now.

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