Перший Датують: Ukraine

Pairing warning: Ukraine+Canada

"…and he really said that?"

"I know right, da?"

"That's horrible!"

"I kicked his ass though, da? So Toris will be okay now."

My little brother called me one day and we caught up, it turns out that some douche had started flirting with Lithuania during their honeymoon, and Brother beat the shit out of him.

"How badly?"

"He didn't have to go to the hospital, da?"

"Oh good, you've learned to control it."

"No… Toris grabbed me and told me to stop."

"Close enough, you listened didn't you?" I said, and I heard his silly 'kolkolkol' laughter, "Anyway, I'm glad to hear that Lithuania is feeling better, flu season was bad for everyone this year huh?"

"I didn't get it at all though, da? So I wonder if I'll get it really bad soon, da?"

"Hmm, well if you start to get sick, come see me. I know you don't trust medicine that the doctors give you."

"Da. Plus you make it flavorless."

"Lawl." I said, "Oops…"

"Have you been talking to America?"

"… Calm down Ivan!"

"Humph… Hm? No I'm on the phone with Katyusha… da okay. Gotta go big sis, Toris says hi. Love you, bye, da?"

"Talk to you later little bro."

"Really?"

"Shutup… bye."

Click

I was getting excited for my brother and brother-in-law, Lithuania wanted a kid, Russia wouldn't say to anyone, but he wanted one too, and I accidentally let it slip to Hungary, who called Japan, who started writing a new chapter for his 'Boys Love' Manga.

"… So, no von has any qvestions?"

"I got one dude! Lay off the accent man! I can't understand a thing you're saying!" America said to Germany, who had already done all he could to use an American accent during the meeting.

"America! Shut up you bloody git! The meeting is over!"

"Dude! Anger management much!"

"Dismissed…"

"Hey, Matthew, what's up?" I called to my brother's friend.

"Oh! Hi Ukraine!"

"You can call me by my name you know."

"Really? That's okay with you?" He asked his cheeks turning bright red, "Well, okay… Katyusha…."

"Lawl you're so cute!"

"You've been talking to my brother haven't you?" He asked, dropping his usual shyness.

"How can you tell?"

"You said 'lawl' it's a dead give-away. In any case there's uhm… something I want to ask you."

"Oh? Go ahead, what's eating you?"

"See there's a fête tomorrow near my place, and I wondered if you'd want to come with me?"

"Really?" I could feel my own face flushing now, "I'd love to!" I answered.

"Really?"

"Hmhm… Oui." I answered in French.

"So uhm… we could go eat first, or eat there…"

"Let's eat there, I've never been to a carnival before!" I said, giggling "Wanna go for a walk?"

"Oh.… Sure thing. Mr. Kushimushi, you go on to the hotel."

"Who are you?"

"Just go…" He face-palmed as his little polar-bear walked away, "Where to?"

"I think that there is a park downtown, if you want to go there."

"I'd like that, do you want anything to eat?"

"No, really it's okay. I ate before the meeting."

"You sure?" He asked, "Alright."

I traded my ticket to my home for one to Matthew's place, and we went to Ottawa.

"Two passes please." Matthew said.

"That will be twelve-fifty." I pulled my wallet out of my purse and started to grab some money.

"No! Katyusha, this is my treat! You don't have to pay for anything!" He said, "Here you are." He paid for my pass, and he clipped it around my wrist like a little bracelet.

We rode on a few roller-coasters, played a lot of games, had an interesting combination of foods, and enjoyed a concert all in one night!

"I've had so much fun tonight Matthew."

"I'm very glad." He said, not as shyly as usual, "Uhm… by the way, you wouldn't by any chance need a place to stay would you? I've got an empty room at my place. If you need it that is…" He blushed and looked away.

"Are you sure?"

"Absolutely! I mean… if it's okay with you…"

"I'd love that." I said, rubbing my eye sleepily, "But there's one thing I've always wanted to do before we go."

"Oh? What's that?" He asked, looking up blushing still.

"Come on!" I grabbed his wrist and pulled him behind me to the big pink heart-shaped boats.

"Huh?"

"Come on Matthew!" I begged, making a very cute pouty face that always melted Ivan's frozen will.

"I-… well okay, let's go." He stood at the edge of the water and helped me into the boat before sitting down next to me.

About halfway through the ride I leaned onto his shoulder, "I'm really glad you invited me to come with you tonight Matthew." I whispered, "I've had a lot of fun."

"Me too. I really like talking to you Katyusha, and you're really sweet and funny, so I love spending time with you."

"You know… this is almost a date, Matthew."

"That's what I was going for…"

"Well you hit it on the mark."

"You think so?"

"Absolutely, there's just one thing missing, you know."

"What's that?"

"Just this." I leaned in and kissed him on the lips.

"…" After a second, his shoulders loosened up and he kissed me back, nervously putting his hands on my waist.

"You what, da?"

"Ya, sorry I freaked you out, I never even heard my phone ringing!"

"It's okay, da? Did you have fun, big sis?"

"Yes I did, and –huh? Oh okay, hold on a second Matthew, I'm talking to Ivan." I said, covering the mouth-piece with my hand, "Sorry, I'll talk to you later Ivan, I've got a plane to catch."

"Da? Okay, пока."

I hung up, and grabbed my bag. Matthew had made breakfast for me, pancakes and maple syrup, it was delicious.

"Wow! This is really good!"

"You like it a lot?"

"I really do!" I giggled to myself, "It's really sticky though…"

"Oui… There's a lot of sugar in it…" He chuckled softly.

"So I see." I laughed in spite of the little pool of sweet liquid in my mouth.

We got to the airport and Matthew paid for my ticket.

"It's a one way, don't worry! I can get this." He had said. But even so, when he hugged me good-bye I put a few big ones in his pocket (Not really remembering the difference between our currencies).

On the plane I fell asleep, and dreamt about nothing in particular.

'Доброго ранку, ви спали добре?' I heard Ivan call he was using Ukrainian, which he wasn't very good at.

'I slept alright.' I spoke in Russian, which for some reason I was near flawless at, 'and you?'

'Добре досить, навіть з маленькою сестрою пробуючою щоб приїхати у мою кровать.'

'I wonder why she does that?'

'I don't have a clue da?' We laughed as I helped him finish making breakfast, since he burnt nearly everything he touched, once he even ruined a glass of chocolate milk.

'Hey, isn't Nat usually up by now?'

'Da most days…' Ivan said, he jumped off the short chair he had to stand on, as we walked to our little sister's room, I realized how incredibly short he was, even though he was almost fifteen, he was only about as tall as a ten year-old.

'Natalia? You here, da?'

'mmm….?' She rolled over, covering her head in the blanket, 'Сыходзіць' She barked.

'We don't know Belarusian yet, little sister, say it in Russian or Ukrainian, please.'

'уехать!' She yelled in Russian, 'Wait! I feel gross… can I please have some water, da?'

How sweet I thought to myself.

I woke up and thought about that day, Belarus was sick for nearly a week, but during that time she had been kind, loving, and she didn't stalk on Ivan once, she even let me hold her in my lap (She was only six at that time)!

I looked around, another four or five hours until we landed. So I laid my head down, and fell back asleep.

'Ivan! Ivan! Get up!' I fervently tried to shake my (unconscious) brother awake, 'Are you okay? Come on Маленький брат! Tell me what happened!' I could feel him breathing, but I was still terrified, his arm was broken, and a small flow of semi-dry blood ran down the top of his head to his chin.

He had tripped over his own feet and fallen down the stairs, twenty-four steps Douglas fir which is a very dense wood, and he looked terrible.

'I can't pick you up anymore you know, Ivan. So you have to get up on your own!' I finally gave up, and called the hospital, they wrapped his arm, and put some bandage over the gash on his head when he came to, they made sure he could talk and move his other arm and both legs, then they gave me some medicine he would have to take in case he started to hurt badly. Then they left.

'I'm not taking any of that, da?' He said defiantly as soon as the door shut behind the medics, 'You can't make me, da?'

'Oh! Don't be such a child, Ivan!' I said jokingly, knowing full well that if he felt bad enough, he would give in.

'I am not da?' He boomed, along with his sudden (and quite random) growth spurt his voice also dropped two octaves, it was startling to get used to, though his voice was still not a low as even England's was, his silly little speaking tic made it hard to tell when he was demanding or asking, but his now much deeper voice made it much clearer.

'I… I am so sorry Ivan!' I cried, false tears welling in my cobalt eyes, and starting to fall down my cheeks, 'You're right! I must be a terrible big sister! I'll go!'

I ran out the door and turned a corner, making several steps in the same spot to make it seem like I was running away, and then I hid behind another wall.

'Huh? I didn't mean… Wait! Come back Katyusha!' He yelled, 'I… aww man… межд!' I waited a second and then I heard him yell, 'That's disgusting!' and I ran back in.

'I'm sorry little brother, I forgot to get my…' I looked at him like I was surprised, 'Hey… you are holding that gross medicine…'

'I'll take the stupid medicine! Just don't leave again, da?' He begged, tears building up in his own eyes.

'I… I guess, but you have to take it without whining until it's gone or you feel better!'

'Huh?' He was surprised by my change in attitude, 'You tricked me…'

'You should see yourself Russia, crying about taking medicine, like a small дитя!'

He laughed at himself when I pulled a mirror out of my bag, and showed him his face.

I woke up, we were landing. As I grabbed my bag, I thought to myself

We used to be such a happy family.

Перший Датують-Ukrainian=First Date

Manga-Japanese/English=a style of Comic book

Fête-Fench=Festival/Carnival

Oui-French=Yes

Mr. Kushimushi=Canada/Matthew's pet Polar Bear who often forgets his masters name, but his master never says his name right so it's okay (His name is Mr. Kumajiro)

Пока-Russian=Goodbye

'Доброго ранку, ви спали добре?'-Ukrainian=Good morning, did you sleep well?

'Добре досить, навіть з маленькою сестрою пробуючою щоб приїхати у мою кровать.'-Ukrainian=Well enough, even with little sister trying to get into my bed.

Сыходзіць-Belarusian=Go away

'уехать!'-Russian=Go away

Маленький брат-Russian=Little brother

Межд-Russian=dammit

Дитя-Russian=child