Canada was sitting, waiting in a cafe in the early morning. The cafe was small but it had delicious pastries and freshly brewed coffee. It wasn't too crowded, but it wasn't empty. There were a few people drinking their hot beverages and a few friendly waiters that did service with a smile. Canada enjoyed coming to this cafe at times when he was stressed out (plus they had this awesome maple cake that was to die for).
Canada sat in the corner of the room, away from the people to not draw any suspicion. He had a small coffee with extra crème, just how he liked it. He was waiting for the person to arrive.
Canada heard the door open and he smiled when he saw that she had arrived. Canada waved at her and gestured at her to sit down in front of him. The sounds of her breasts bouncing drew closer as she sat down.
"Hello Canada," Ukraine greeted the Canadian.
Canada greeted her too and asked how she was.
"I'm good, tak," Ukraine said with a small smile. "It was difficult leaving the house without drawing attention to my brother and Natalya."
Canada understood and nodded. Even though he was forgotten a lot by his family, when they do notice him...they got over-protective of him and wanted to know everything he did.
"I hope it wasn't too much trouble," Canada said as he offered Ukraine a cup of coffee. Ukraine accepted the warm beverage and added some more milk to it...just to her liking.
Matthew commented, "Did you tell Russia and Belarus that you had a meeting with me involving your immigration policy to my people?"
Ukraine replied back sweetly, "Of course...they are informed, tak..." Ukraine added, "I mentioned it to them both at breakfast...They did not question me further, which is good."
Canada sighed and smiled softly. "I don't want to draw any suspicion...but don't worry, our bosses already discussed the issue...we have another issue to discuss."
Canada was glad that Katyusha was helping them. He did not know much about Belarus; the people who knew her well would be her siblings.
"Maybe by understanding her more...I can get a clear picture of what to expect," he thought as he sipped his beverage.
Canada was the first to speak. "Um...Ukraine...what is Belarus like?"
Ukraine stopped her drink halfway upon hearing the boy's question. Her eyes filled with tears and her lips formed a frown.
"She is awful when angered, especially if it deals with Russia..."
Canada expression turned into shock and he went to give Katyusha a Kleenex.
"Thanks..." the woman said, taking the napkin and wiping her eyes. Canada felt a bad feeling in his stomach and a sense of dread pooled there.
"Is Belarus trying to plan to do something to me?" he asked, and further added, "Russia warned me that she is after me...I must know if it's true."
Ukraine lips quivered slightly and her eyes filled with tears. Canada could tell from Katyusha's emotional state that she was troubled by the subject. She took a deep breath and spoke soft enough that only Matthew would hear.
"Yes...I overheard her speaking to herself, saying how she would kill you."
Katyusha paused, trying to calm her nerves. Canada placed his hands gently on hers to urge her to continue. The words stabbed the Canadian's soul but he tried to hide his worry with a solemn face.
Katyusha felt a soft pressure on her hand and smiled at the Canadian's reassuring gesture. This gave her a confidence boost to speak.
"Tak...I saw her sharpening her favourite knife, and she said that she will come to your house tonight."
Canada flinched at the news; his hands gripped his coffee cup hard and his mouth gaped.
"I never realized what I was dealing with..." he thought sadly, "But I will somehow overcome this."
Canada looked straight at Ukraine's face as he said, "Ukraine...did she see you when you wrere eavesdropping?"
Canada began to worry that she had been caught-red handed.
Ukraine replied, "No...I was lucky to leave unnoticed." She gave him a small smile which Matthew mirrored back.
She later went back to sip her drink, which caused Canada to sip his hot beverage.
"Thanks again for the telling me..." Matthew said. "I have to plan something for Belarus, eh?"
Ukraine was taken aback at Canada's optimism; Canada had a small mischievous smile on his face.
"You have a plan?" Ukraine was curious to know.
Canada did not answer, but the woman could see the glint in the Canadian's glasses.
Katyusha did not pester. "I will find out sooner or later," she admitted to herself internally.
It was an uncomfortable silence, except for the sips of coffee seeping through the duo's lips. Ukraine wanted to ask what Canada's favour was. She could see Canada fidgeting nervously with his fingers.
"Canada...is there something you want?" Ukraine asked sweetly, hoping it was something simple.
Canada replied, "I was wondering if I could borrow you house for us to use."
Canada was slightly embarrassed for imposing on the Ukrainian...but if what Russia said was true, his first guess is that she will come to his house to kill him.
After a moment, Ukraine agreed, "Tak...it no problem...may I ask the reason why?"
Canada then explained how Belarus was suspicious and Russia believed Canada to be the target of Natalya.
Ukraine did nod, "I see...I don't mind...but I must ask...how Brother is treating you?"
Canada went flustered at the question and stuttered, "Ummm...he's fine...in fact he is improving, so it's good eh?"
Canada went to sip his now cold coffee. Ukraine smiled at this, feeling joy that Russia was starting to be nice. This reminded her to tell something to Canada.
"Tak...I'm starting to notice too that Russia was becoming nice." She flashed back to the time Russia allow Katyusha to meet Canada.
She told Canada about the time and Canada was bewildered at the memory.
"Of course...I understand why he would do that...I mean if I was in his shoes I would hate that person," Canada explained as he began to fiddle with his empty cup.
Ukraine took notice of her friend's nervousness.
She smiled as she thought, "Canada is so cute...maybe he likes Russia."
She was a female and was an expert on love issues. Hungary was a good friend and had introduced her to her boy-love obsession. She was curious but was open to new things. At first she was grossed out...but slowly through time and a very convincing manga from Japan, she became a part of the dark side that had yaoi (and cookies).
She was now a closet yaoi fan girl (she was proud but wanted to keep that secret until the day she died), and she could tell that Matthew showed signs that he was crushing hard on her brother.
Ukraine asked innocently, "Canada...do you like my brother?"
Canada was in mid-sip and coughed at the question. "Huh...um..what was that?" His overactive mind was thinking of the implications of that question.
Ukraine giggled. "I mean that you really like Russia...tak."
Canada blushed and stuttered out, "Katyusha...we're just good friends...That's all."
The way Canada said it did not convince Ukraine and she was fangirling in the inside.
The Ukrainian woman beamed at the display and she went to hug the Canadian. Canada tried his best not to get squashed by her giant breasts.
"I encourage that you try to make a move on my brother...he is shy about these things."
Canada was shocked at this; Ukraine was trying to set him up with Russia!
Canada murmured, "Um...yeah...I'm not sure if he likes me back."
Ukraine looked at the Canadian's face; she saw doubt in his eyes.
The woman said to reassure Canada, "Do not worry...I had feeling that Russia liked someone...but I think I know who...I'm so happy."
Canada just wanted to run to his soft bed, crawl under the sheets, and never surface again. He was now embarrassed that Katyusha knew about his crush. Was he was so obvious?
After a few gentle pats, Ukraine thanked Canada for the coffee and gave him a last hug before she left. Canada slumped in his seat, his face still red.
A waiter appeared and asked, "The usual, sir?" He was a young man that recognized the customer as a regular.
Matthew groaned out yet he tried his best to be polite, "Yes please...Can you add extra maple syrup on top?"
The waiter nodded and went to fetch the Canadian's cake.
"Maple Leaf," the Canadian sighed as he waited for his cake. He could always go back home to do some work.
At Russia's house
Russia was hiding in the Baltics' room. Ever since Belarus's midnight chat, she had been constantly stalking the Russian wherever he went. He was hiding under the bed and was trembling in fear. He had managed to get rid of Natalya for a while by making up some excuse to use the rest room. Russia was lucky that she would not follow him into the restroom–Belarus had more decency than that! The Baltics were clever enough not to anger the Slavic woman in fear of being stabbed to death.
The Baltics were beginning to warm up to Russia. Lithuania was the first to observe Russia's change of heart, followed by Latvia. Estonia was still skeptical of Russia and did not believe that a few kind words would change his opinion of him due to the lack of violent attacks and threats.
Lithuania was preparing lunch in the kitchen and Latvia was assisting him. They enjoyed cooking together and they soon started to talk about Russia.
"Raivis...do you think Russia is being nice?" Toris asked his youngest sibling as he was stirring the soup.
Latvia replied as he cut up some vegetables, "I think so...I mean he did stop hitting us..." He spoke softly.
Toris thought back to another time he had encountered Russia.
"You know, it reminded me of one time I forgot to replace the linen from his bed...Mr. Russia did not hit me with his pipe."
Lithuania smiled and stopped stirring his soup to reach for the salt in the upper cupboard. Latvia had an incredulous look on his face and added the chopped veggies into the hot soup. He later went to the sink to wash the dirty dishes.
"I started to notice that Mr. Russia stopped saying creepy things."
Toris also had a surprised look on his face, which encouraged Latvia to continue speaking.
"This one time...as I went to fetch his shoes to polish them, only to find out they were the wrong pair...he did not threaten me for my mistake."
Lithuania had a curious look on his face. He did not recall Russia saying his infamous phrases. "I did not notice at all...maybe Eduard witnessed it..."
He added a dash of salt to the soup and went to taste it. He made a small smile at another well-made dish for everyone to enjoy.
Latvia was done with his chore and decided to see Eduard.
"Why don't we ask...I mean...we can take a short break and come back to clean the rest of the kitchen," Latvia cajoled his elder brother. Toris looked hesitant, afraid of getting in trouble, but he decided to go with Raivis's idea. They both left to look for Estonia.
Meanwhile at the second floor, Estonia entered his room to go online to check his email until he noticed Russia hiding under his bed. "Mr. Russia...what are you doing?"
Russia answered sharply, "It is not of your concern, Estonia." He was still crouched down and was still whimpering.
Estonia could guess that Belarus was looking for the Russian. He guessed that Ivan was hiding.
He could have minded his own business and leave his master in that sad condition, but an idea started to form and he wanted to know Russia's intentions.
"Russia...why are you suddenly acting nice to us?" he said as he approach the Russia carefully.
Russia had a confused look on his face. "Da...I do not understand."
He tried to act dumb hoping that Estonia would drop the subject. The male did not fall for the act and asked again...a bit peeved, but it did not show much on his face.
"Mr. Russia...all of us noticed you aren't hitting or threatening us...which surprised us." He adjusted his glasses, making sure they did not fall on his face.
Russia still looked terrified but he tried to attain his cool demeanour.
"Da...It get boring to always hit you...you guys are doing good job...no need, " he explained lamely, and Estonia did not believe it.
He sighed, a bit disappointed that his would not get his answer. He was about to head for his computer when he heard a voice.
"Big Brother...where are you...it doesn't take five minutes to use the restroom."
Russia face paled when he heard his sister's voice. He whimpered and his eyes stared at Estonia.
"Estonia...I order you to get rid of Belarus."
Estonia looked indignant at the request. He also did not want to oppose Belarus. Well, it wasn't going to be pretty. He did have to admit that Belarus was much scarier than Russia. He gulped at the tough situation he was in. Belarus's voice boomed and Russia trembled, which gave Estonia an idea.
He had a smirk on his face that indicated he had a plan, and his glasses twinkled. "Russia, I can help you...but it will cost you."
Russia was angry at the display.
He smiled his creepy trademark smile. "Estonia...do as I say, da?"
At the moment, Estonia would have stopped, but he knew the words were empty and his voice did not sound as threatening.
"Russia...I don't think you have a say because of your situation."
Russia heard the footsteps draw closer to Estonia's door. Eduard had the chance to get back at the Russian for all the cruelty he had inflicted on him and his brothers. He was not going to waste this. Russia glared at him, but it not have the full effect as he heard the footstep approach Estonia's door.
"Russia, you have to promise to never hurt or threaten me and my other two siblings again." Estonia smirked, and Russia's anger boiled at his insolence.
"Estonia...be nice to Mother Russia," Ivan growled, and Estonia shook his head.
"Big Brother are you there?" Natalya's voice rang out, and Ivan flinched. Estonia smirked; it would be only a matter of seconds until the Russian would cave in.
Russia really wanted to murder Eduard so badly at that moment. Most nations would be suicidal to try to take advantage of Mother Russia; all those who tried failed and met their demise. He could have threatened to hurt Latvia to make Estonia stop...but he remembered his promise to Matthew. His face was conflicted alongside his growing fear as time was running out. He stared straight at Estonia, making the Baltic state flinch involuntarily.
"Da..." the Russian growled, and this surprised the Estonian.
"Is it possible that Lithuania and Latvia were correct about Russia? Is he being nice for real?" he mused as he pushed his luck and demanded one more thing.
"I won't do anything until you agree to get us some high speed internet as well...not DSL...cable."
Russia's eyes widened slightly and soon narrowed.
"You are pushing your luck, da..." He giggled, but Estonia could tell that it was his 'I'm going to murder you" voice.
He gulped and he cursed himself for his greed. He quickly went to open the door just enough for Belarus to see the male.
Belarus did not show any emotion and coldly asked, "Estonia...have you seen Big Brother?"
Estonia did not answer, since he was busy thinking of an excuse to save Russia. Belarus was getting irritated at the the lack of an answer from the Baltic state so she asked again, this time more intimidating.
"Where is Big Brother?" She glared and that made Estonia nervous.
"I-I t-think he went to meet his boss..." he said hoping that Natalya would buy it.
She assumed he heard his voice in his room. She stared at him for a few seconds, which made Eduard feel extremely uncomfortable. She later walked away; Estonia assumed that she was headed towards his boss's office.
He closed the door and he as he turned he was facing Russia. After seeing a job well done, Russia returned back to normal and had a sadistic smile on his face. Estonia was not regretting his decision. He was waiting for the attack to come. He closed his eyes and soon felt nothing.
Russia smiled and leaned closer to the geek. He said menacingly, "Estonia...you were being bad...you have to get punished, da?"
Estonia was backed against the wall and his heart was beating rapidly.
Russia was about to act on his words when he heard the door open. A voice spoke which interrupted the Russian's evil thoughts.
"Estonia! I was looking everywhere for you...I wanted to ask about–Russia!" Lithuania stopped speaking at the sight of his master.
Latvia started to shake like a leaf in the wind at the sight of Russia's smile.
"Lithuania...Latvia...I did not expect you should you be done doing chores," Ivan said sweetly, but the Baltics could feel the threatening undertone.
Lithuania gulped and answered, "Yes...Mr. Russia...we are done cleaning and cooking the food...we w-wanted to speak to Estonia for a while."
Lithuania was still a bit shocked at the scene while Latvia nodded, still trembling in fear, to reassure Russia.
Russia would have threatened them to leave and go back to their duties, but instead he giggled. "Keep it short...you have to clean the living room too."
Estonia was now convinced that Russia's intentions were genuine. Russia started to walk away until he turned his head to glare (which was masked by a happy face) at Estonia.
Estonia flinched at the stare and 'eeped' at Russia's intimidating aura flowing through his large body.
"Da...Estonia...you and your brothers are involved now...I make sure of it."
The door slammed. Eduard sighed in relief, thankful for his sibling's appearance during the tense situation. Lithuania looked confused and scared at Russia's words. Latvia copied his elder's brother's face, wondering what Mr. Russia meant.
"Eduard...what does he mean we are involved?" he asked the geek, and Estonia had an apologetic look on his face.
"Well...let's say...we are a now a part of Russia's problem," he explained lamely, and that made Latvia shake more, already dreading the future. Toris had an incredulous look on his face that screamed 'Why did you do this!" Eduard rubbed his temples in frustration.
He cursed internally, "Damn...I did not expect the tables to be turned against us."
Estonia cursed at his bravado. "Was the high-speed internet really worth it?" he thought darkly.
He went back to his computer to find some internet providers half-heartedly.
Meanwhile in Canada's household
Canada arrived home to his place from the cafe. He was feeling much better after eating his favourite dessert. Kumajirou awoke to his sound of his master.
He moaned, "Hungry!" He looked at his master and Canada went to pat his head.
"Kumajirou...did you have a nice nap?" The polar bear's head titled cutely at his name being called.
"Canada...remembers my name."
Matthew smiled. "Of course I remembered."
Russia was the one who had corrected him. At the thought, Canada's cheeks were tinted pink and Kumajirou took notice of his master's embarrassed state.
"Vodka breath is nice...I like him," Kumajirou said as he snuggled closer to his owner.
Canada beamed at how cute his pet bear was acting. He agreed to feed his hungry bear. Kumajirou was on the floor waiting.
Canada appeared after a few minutes from the kitchen and had some salmon bits for his bear to munch on. Kumajirou had a smile on his face and happily munched on his favourite snack. Canada decided to head to his study upstairs to get some nation work to be completed.
"Oh...I must remember to call Ivan to tell him about the change of location," he said to himself with a look of determination. He went upstairs and entered the study to find a large stack of Manila files waiting to be read and signed.
"Maple...Leaf," he said with a depressed sigh, "this will take a while." He pulled up his sleeves and marched towards his desk.
After an hour of reading, signing and making a few calls to his people, Canada smiled at a job well done.
"Finally..." He leaned back into his comfy chair and lifted his feet onto the desk. He checked the time to see it was 2 o'clock. He thought it would be a good time to call Russia.
He was nervous...he never called anyone that wasn't his family or his people. He hoped he did not sound too awkward on the phone. He picked up the receiver and dialled his number. His nervousness built as he heard the dial tone.
"Privet...This is Russia."
Canada felt relieved that Ivan answered the phone. He did also involuntarily blush at his baritone thick-accented voice. It sounded so nice...just listening to his voice.
"Hello Russia...This is Canada," Canada said nervously.
After a moment, Russia said, "Matvey...Privet...how are you?"
"I'm fine, Ivan...how are you?" Russia sighed and that Canada felt sympathetic for his friend.
"Not so good...but better that Matvey called!" He giggled in joy, and Matthew blushed at the comment.
"Thank god...Russia cannot see me like this," he mused as he cleared his throat.
"Russia...did it have something to do with Belarus?" Matthew could guess it had something to do with it her.
Russia did a small cry, "Yes...It was unpleasant experience..."
Matthew felt like cuddling him like a child who had a bad dream.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Matthew was concerned for the Russian.
Russia quickly answered back, since he did want to relive those scary memories.
"Nyet...do not worry, I manage to get rid of her." His tone was serious with a hint of a dark edge to it.
Matthew tensed slightly at the double meaning of what he said."Oh no! Did he finally snap and killed her?" he thought, and Russia noticed Matvey's silence.
"Matvey...do not worry, I did not kill her, da." Matthew sighed in relief, and soon he was happy to hear that Ivan was still suppressing his violent urges. He then said, "Oh...the reason I called was to tell you to go to Ukraine's house...I will meet you there for the lesson, ok?" Russia did not say anything and that made Canada worry.
Russia then agreed, "Da...It no problem...I think it's best. Belarus can be very persistent." Canada then hummed in understanding.
"Do you know where Belarus is?" Canada asked, and Russia cursed in Russian.
"I remember she went to see my boss...I have to make a phone call to gives my boss warning."
Matthew did not say anything, but already felt sorry for his friend.
"I see...I want you to arrive at Ukraine's house an hour early...I will meet you soon but I must take care of some things," Canada explained.
Russia agreed. "Why do I have to be there early?"
Canada smiled. "You'll see...I have a plan...I have a feeling that Belarus will come after me so I have to be prepared, eh?"
Russia was worried about Canada's safety.
"Belarus is dangerous! Matvey will get killed!" he thought as he held the receiver tighter, though Canada could not tell.
"Comrade...I don't think it wise to confront Belarus...I worry, da."
Canada squeaked at the concern, but he managed to spit out, "Ivan...don't worry...I'm a lot tougher then you think. Is Belarus going to follow you all day?"
"Nyet...she knows my schedule sadly. She knows I have a meeting at five with my boss before I see you at six...She does not know that," the Russian responded.
Canada replied, "I see...Make sure you book your meeting with your boss for two hours and let her know..."
Russia at first did not understand. "Da...I see what I can do."
Canada just hoped that his plan would work. "Goodbye, Ivan."
"Goodbye, Matvey."
Canada hung up the phone and sighed. "I hope that he answers his phone," he muttered as he went to dial his number.
A few hours later, Canada was waiting for his guest to arrive. It was five; Canada was tapping his foot impatiently.
"Maybe I should have picked someone else to establish my alibi...If Belarus comes and sees me with him, then she will have to back out. Or I could be wrong and Belarus will kill me and nobody will have to know," the Canadian thought, already having doubts about his plan.
Canada heard the knock on the door and he went to open it only to find his brother.
"Hey Bro! I went to the store and got us a wicked video game for us to play!" he cheered as he held the game in air, waving it around. Canada sighed in relief and let his brother inside.
"I thought it will be great to spend some time together, eh?" Matthew said as he went to get some snacks for his ever-hungry brother.
"I'm sorry Al...But I have to make you a scapegoat...You must understand, seeing as you are an asshole to the rest of the world," he thought sadistically.
Alfred had already set up the game and had his 'game face' on.
They played together for forty-five minutes...after a few cheers and curses spluttered out by both brothers. Canada reminded himself to go do something.
"Merde! I forgot to get Kumajirou his fish...I must run to the store...Al, would you do me a favour and watch my house?"
Alfred was too busy playing that he agreed, "Ya...ya...I'm the hero! No problem."
Canada smiled. "Thanks...you're such a good brother!"
He quickly got dressed and went to pick up Kumajirou. He did not want Belarus to come and hurt his bear. At times he was glad that he was invisible. It could be handy when he needed to sneak out of meetings; since nobody noticed him there, they would assume he was present.
Once America was distracted enough, he slipped away and went to Ukraine's house.
Meanwhile at Ukraine's house
Russia was waiting for Canada to arrive. He was located in the living room and his sister was sitting on the couch. The room was silent. They wanted to talk to each other, but they didn't know how to start. The silence was awkward for both siblings. They did manage to meet eyes, and soon a voice broke out of their inner monologue.
"Sestra...thank you," Ivan said shyly, and that made Ukraine smile.
"No problem. I was wondering how you managed to get rid of Natalya..."
Russia had to answer that. "I made excuse that I was seeing my boss...she was insistent to come with me, but I had to use politics to get her to back off...like it could ruin country relationships or something."
Ukraine was glad that Ivan was getting better at fending off of her younger sibling. Katyusha never had the chance to spend quality time with her brother due to Natalya's jealousy (plus her boss banned her from seeing Russia). She felt distant from him and vice-versa. Ivan felt uncomfortable in the inside but his face always lied to her, full of smiles.
"Russia...It's been a while since we last chat, tak."
Russia looked solemn and nodded. "Da...It's been too long...how are you?"
"I'm fine...much better...but I still have lower back pain. How are you?" she said as he rubbed her lower back.
Ivan felt her pain and replied, "I am good."
"I hope that Matvey...is kind to you, yes?" she asked sweetly and she noticed that Russia's cheeks were tinted pink at the mention of Matthew.
She beamed at the display and noticed how Russia was becoming warmer and more open around others.
"Matvey is good...been keeping me company," he said as he played with his scarf.
Her brother was so cute at times! Ukraine could tell that Ivan really did like Canada. The question now remained, who would make the first move?
"I hope you don't lose Matvey...he such a sweet boy." Ukraine went to hug her brother and Russia shyly hugged back.
"At least show him how you feel...If you ever need to talk, I'm here."
Russia's eyes widen and he did a genuine smile, "Da...I will, Sestra."
Ivan felt calm and joy from bonding with his sister. Ukraine released her arms and was heading out. Russia looked sad; she appeared to want to leave quickly.
Ukraine noticed and reassured him, "Do not worry...I have to go to the store and get some fresh milk. I'll be back later."
Russia said goodbye. Katyusha left and shut the door behind her.
After a few minutes of walking, she encountered Canada.
"Canada! Hi!" She waved at him.
Canada noticed and greeted him as well. Both nations stopped walking to face each other.
"Do not worry...Russia is waiting," Ukraine said.
"Thanks, Ukraine..." Canada smiled back, carrying Kumajirou.
Both parties continued on their way.
Russia noticed the door open to see Canada enter. "Matvey!" he said as he stood up and walked towards the Canadian.
Matthew smiled back. His grin widened much more which made Russia say, "Matvey is happy about something," with a look of curiosity twinkling in his mauve eyes.
Canada chuckled. "Yes...today Alfred will get his 'just desserts'."
Russia was baffled at Canada's sinister demeanour. "The hoser always asked for favours, eh?"
He quickly placed Kumajirou down and massaged his shoulders.
Russia wondered at the Canadian's words, but for now he was glad that Natalya had not hurt his friend. Canada smiled at Russia and Russia looked back at him; his eyes reflected his happiness.
"We start lesson..." Russia said and led Matthew to the living room. Canada was not nervous at all and was ready for anything Russia threw at him. Ivan could feel his energy; he was glad that Canada was improving.
He did a small sad smile as he thought sadly, "Too bad these lessons will be over soon."
"The next lesson is to be intimidating..." Russia said as he brought out his favourite pipe. Canada was surprised to see Russia with his weapon.
"Ivan...could you be more specific?" Russia had a cute look of confusion on his face and then giggled.
"Da...I mean that you have to appear scary to be taken seriously, and we later do some threats."
Canada could understand the first part...but why the threats?
Canada's face scrunched.,"Um...but why do I need to threaten people...I want to be noticed, not scare them away."
Russia then smiled and ruffled Matvey's hair. The smaller male felt shivers down his spine from the hair being pulled down.
"Because...some people I know won't take 'no' for answer...Better to be on guard, so people take you seriously."
Canada finally understood and nodded his head, which made Russia's hand accidentally touch his curl.
A small moan escaped his lips and Russia heard.
"Oh no! I hope he did not hear that!" Matthew cursed as he shut his mouth with both hands in case another sound came out.
Russia looked curious at Matvey. At first he wondered if Matthew was okay...but seeing his face flushed and his eyes half-lidded, he decided to do that again. A gloved hand went and found the curl. Canada tried his best to suppress a moan until Russia did a gentle tug.
"R-Russia...s-stop that," Matthew stuttered out as he tried to cover up another wanton sound that escaped his lips.
Russia did stop, but he did not release his curl. The sounds Ivan heard made Ivan's body react; his hormones started to get aroused. He liked hearing Matvey sounding like that...it was so cute. Confusion started to cloud Ivan's mind, but still had his smile on his face.
"This curl reminds me of the Italies' curls...Germany talked it about being...Is that what I think it is?" Ivan thought.
"Perhaps I play with it to find out, da?" The Russian's smile widened, and Matthew could sense that he was up to no good.
"At least he is stopped tugging it..." Canada thought thankfully.
"Now if he could let go...I might recover after this," he thought hopefully as he looked at Ivan's deep purple eyes.
Canada's blush deepened and he maintained his gaze. He did enjoy the feelings deep inside, but he had stopped...He did not know what would happen if he continued to play with his erogenous zone. His body felt hot as Russia eyed him hungrily. Russia was still curious about what this curl was doing to the poor boy. He did one hard pull that made a loud moan erupt from Matthew.
Russia finally released the curl. After hearing those moans, the air around him felt constricted. He still had a blank face, but his body was reacting differently...more on instinct. He restrained himself for the time being. Matthew was glad that the stimulation was over...yet a part of him did want it to continue.
"I think...Germany may be right about it...keep it to myself, da," he thought
"Um...so what am I suppose to do again?" the Canadian coughed out, wishing that Ivan would forget the whole scene. Russia did a small smile that told Matthew that he won't forget that detail.
Russia handed his pipe to Canada, which he shyly accepted, holding it with both hands.
"You will try to be scary, and don't forget to glare..." Canada realized that his pipe was quite large and heavy. If he looked closer he could see the blood stains imprinted there.
Russia did not like anyone touching his things...but it was for the sake of Canada's lesson, so he pushed his discomfort aside.
He looked at the smaller boy and was waiting for him to begin. Canada tried to be serious and he did glare, but he was still unsure of what to do with Russia's pipe.
"Hey there...I'm Canada." It was sad; his face meant business, but his posture was slouched and his voice was too soft.
Russia shook his head. "Da...Try to pretend to be angry at something or someone..."
He leaned closer to Canada's personal space, which made Canada a bit flustered. Russia could tell he was unsure of what to do, so he had another idea.
His closed eyed smile made Canada feel a chill down his spine. He felt an evil intention rise from the Russian.
Ivan grabbed his shoulders and leaned just close enough to whisper an empty threat which made Russia smile. "If you do not tell me to back off...you will become one with Mother Russia..."
Canada gasped, "You wouldn't dare...I-Ivan..." He gulped, feeling his fear rise in his stomach. "You wouldn't do that to your own friend...eh?"
Canada assumed he was joking, and that it was another attempt to get him worked up.
"Wait, don't tell me his serious?..." Matthew realized as he noticed Russia's silence and the grin on his face.
"I do not wish to do this...but it's for his own good," Russia thought as he tried to capture the younger male in his arms. Canada tried his best to get himself freed.
Canada's reaction was to beg and plead. Russia's last words hit him hard in the face. Soon his eyebrows lowered dangerously and his face contorted in mock disgust. Ivan saw the Canadian's reaction. He still had to play the role, so he continued.
"Let go...I won't be one with you!" he yelled angrily.
Canada's voice was raised, which made Russia grip him tighter. "Impressive...he got angry...that is good," he mused as his hands trailed lower, not quite reaching Canada's vital regions.
The action was enough to scare Matthew and he squirmed. Russia could tell the boy was getting scared, judging by his panicked state; his eyes closed and his lips trembled.
"What happen to the anger?" he asked himself.
"He was angry a second ago...did he really think?" Ivan growled in frustration.
He could admit that this was not his best idea...He did not want Matthew to be scared of him...a pang of guilt attacked his heart and he released his hold.
He decided to improvise. "If he thinks I was serious I could do something else."
He opens his coat to grab out a piece of paper and a pencil. Canada's panic lessened as he turned to face Ivan. His overactive mind fuelled his imagination of the horrible implications of his "becoming one with Mother Russia' claim.
"Matvey...I–" Russia was interrupted when he heard a raised voice.
"IVAN!..What was that for? You scared me to death!..Maple," he yelled.
Matthew was furious! His eyes narrowed and his eyebrows lowered. Ivan was taken aback at the Canadian's reaction, but he stood tall.
"I did not plan on doing what you thinking of." Ivan grinned, which made Matthew raised one eyebrow.
"What were you actually planning?" he asked with caution, his eyes on the Russian and his hands gripping the pipe confidently.
Russia closed his eyes and smiled. "Da...You were going to become one with me with this!" He giggled as he raised the piece of paper and pencil.
Matthew responded with a puzzled look on his face, "Ehhh?...Wait, what did you mean 'by becoming one with me'?"
Russia pouted and said with a confusing tone, "I mean that you sign contract stating you give landmass to me and live in my house..."
Canada smacked his forehead. "Of course this is the guy that did not get the phrase 'friends with benefits'...Well, I blame my imagination for this.," he thought amusedly.
Canada felt embarrassed and his cheeks tinted pink at the now awkward situation.
Russia was still confused and asked cutely, "Da...You were thinking of something else..." He approached Canada and went to ruffle his hair again.
"Oh no you won't, you hoser! Not if I have anything to do about this!" His thoughts screamed at him to do something.
He saw an opening. He grabbed the pink scarf and Ivan went frozen.
Canada smiled slightly. "Ivan, you should back off...or the scarf..." He gave it a small tug and Ivan was panicking in the inside, but his face lacked emotions.
"Oh..what will you do?" Ivan asked. His gut was itching to know what.
Canada gave him a small grin. "You don't want to know," he said, and he poked the pipe towards the scarf.
Canada cheered in his mind when he saw Ivan's eyes filled with fear.
"Not the scarf! Damn..." he cursed mentally.
He stopped immediately and slowly backed away. "I think I should not have given my pipe..."
But he did smile in joy that Canada had succeeded.
Matthew heaved a huge sigh of relief. "Maple...I hope he did not take me seriously."
He saw Ivan had his trademark smile, but he could feel that he was being threatened.
"I feel bad for getting his scarf involved," he admitted to himself. Matthew slowly approached him, still carrying the pipe in his right hand.
"Ivan...I was bluffing about the scarf." The Canadian's voice was calm and gentle.
Ivan did not say anything but held his scarf protectively. Canada felt terrible...he knew how much the scarf meant to the Russian.
He tried to comfort him. "Russia...I'm really sorry–Eepp!" He stopped speaking when he felt gloved hands hold his face, and he saw Ivan stare at him hard.
"Do not touch scarf again! Or else...!" He laughed the last part, but Canada felt the ice cold seriousness.
"Okay...!"
Ivan then leaned closer, so that Canada could feel his hot breath his face. Canada flushed red at the proximity.
Ivan whispered in his right ear, "Matvey...here's a tip...don't tell person that you are bluffing."
Ivan's voice send shivers down Canada's spine, which caused Canada to drop the pipe.
"O-okay..." he stuttered out. "I let my guard down," he thought as he felt arms hold him in an embrace.
"Do not worry...I think you did good," Ivan said.
Canada's arms slowly hugged back shyly. "Thanks..."
The embrace lasted a few moments until a voice spoke.
"Hungry!" Kumajirou said, awake from his nap.
Canada released Russia quickly, feeling embarrassed for being caught in an intimate moment.
"Kumajirou...how long were you there?" Ivan released the hug and soon went to grab his pipe from the floor. He dusted it off with care and stuffed it back into his coat.
"Long enough...so feed me!" the polar bear replied.
Canada sighed. "Ok..." He had an apologetic look on his face and Ivan nodded back.
"Do not worry...feed bear," Ivan said as he went to guzzle down his vodka.
Matthew reached into a pocket to get some salmon bits for his arctic pet.
Meanwhile at Canada's house
"Whoot! I win!" Alfred cheered again as he finished another round.
He was still playing his video game, in the same spot for nearly an hour. He was hungry and decided to pull out a Big Mac from his bomber jacket. Alfred had a huge smile on his face when he saw his delicious creation.
"Dude...I'm totally awesome!" Alfred complimented himself as he paused the game to take a huge bite of his burger.
"Mmmm...I'm loving it!" He munched loudly and open-mouthed, which causeed him to stain his bomber jacket and tee shirt.
"Damn...this is the third time today..." he cursed as he quickly finished his food. He could have went back to finish his game, but decided against it.
"Damn...I should change...don't want to look like a slob," he thought as he removed his coat and shirt.
"Mattie wouldn't mind me borrowing his clothes...yeah," Alfred assumed as he went to his brother's closet to grab a sweater. Alfred looked at himself in the mirror,
"Dude...I can make his plain clothes look awesome!" The American laughed aloud, unaware that his brother had not come back. He went back to the living room to finish up one more round until he heard a knock on the door.
"Wonder who it is...?" Alfred muttered to himself as he went to open the door.
Alfred was shocked at the sight. Belarus had arrived at his brother's house with a sharp knife pointed directly at his face; this made Alfred a bit nervous.
"Can I help you?" he asked while trying to lean away from the knife.
"You can help. By staying away from my Big Brother you maple-loving rat!' she yelled as Natalya went to strike. Alfred dodged quickly enough for her strike to miss, but he fell on his behind.
"Wait!...I'm America!" he yelled out, still not registering why Belarus had come to Canada's house. Belarus was getting irritated at America's answer. Her eyebrows furrowed in anger, making her pretty face look evil. Alfred gulped at his luck. "Dude...what's her problem?" he thought to himself as he tried to get himself up, only to find Belarus jump on the American, leaving no chance for escape.
"Do not lie to me...you filthy tree hugger!" The Slavic woman's eyes narrowed dangerously and that made Alfred flinched.
"Dudette...I don't know who or what you're talking about...but could you get off?" Alfred rambled on nervously as the knife edged closer to his face.
Natalya did not answer and she smiled. "What I'm going to do with you..."
Alfred did not like that look. "Damn commie sister's going psycho for no reason at all!" he cursed mentally as he tried to wiggle his way out.
He was raised to never hit a woman. "Listen...why we don't stop this and do something else! I have an awesome video game we could play...I'lllet you use the new controller!" He smiled and that made Belarus growl.
"Nyet...I have better idea...what if I kill you and we can be happy!" Alfred could feel the knife press close to his neck, and that made America begin to sweat nervously.
Belarus loved the scene and how panicked 'Canada's' face was.
"Does he think he could fool me by making me think he was America...He does not even have the stupid American jacket on!"
Belarus convinced herself that 'Canada' was lying and it was enough drive to deliver the final blow.
Meanwhile at Ukraine's house
After Canada was done feeding his bear, and Ivan had finished his vodka, Canada was the first to speak. "Ivan...am I done for today?" he asked curiously. Russia replied, "Da...You have done your objective so you are free to go."
Matthew was getting ready to leave until he reminded himself, "Oh...I forgot to give you the vodka...I'm so sorry."
He had apologetic look on his face. Ivan saw it and smiled. "Do not worry...I will take it next time."
Ivan went to Matthew and gazed at him, placing his hand on the Canadian's shoulder. "I wanted to know why Canada talked about Alfred?"
Canada at first looked confused, but it later hit him that he mentioned Alfred and 'pay-back'.
"Yes...remember that Belarus was after me." Ivan felt his heart sink at hearing those awful words.
"Da...What happen?" Ivan was worried and Canada smiled.
"Well...Ukraine told me that she planned to come to my house tonight to kill me." Canada said it nonchalantly and that made Ivan uneasy. Matthew saw Ivan's pained look; his eyebrows lowered and his lips did a small pout.
"I formed a plan that involved a certain person to be in my place when she arrived." The Canadian's lips transformed into a devilish smirk and that Ivan was surprised. It took a while for Ivan to put the pieces together.
"Wait...does he mean America? That is..." The sudden realization swept his mind away and a hearty laughed filled the room.
"That is priceless...It is too good Comrade!" Ivan laughed for a few minutes. Canada had to follow and chuckled alongside the Russian.
"Matvey...I may be cruel in eyes of others...but I'm not evil." Ivan smiled as he giggled a few more times.
"What you did was evil...".
Canada admitted shamefully, "It was...but Alfred deserved it..." He pouted cutely.
Ivan could see how Canada's face glowed in happiness, his eyes twinkled in mirth and he smiled for his accomplishment.
Ivan had a growing concern. "Matvey...you don't think America is dead by now?"
Canada did wonder at first. He titled his head slightly to the left, followed by a small 'mmm' that passed his lips.
"Maybe...a few hours ago," he joked and that Ivan felt a chill ghost through his body.
He was nervous and his discomfort evident on his face. Matthew giggled. "I was teasing, Ivan." He continued, looking at Ivan's face,"I know my brother won't get himself killed...but at least Belarus will be out of our hair, no?"
Russia was impressed at Canada's ingenuity and he said, "This is good...I worry that America will be dead and people would blame me for it." Canada nodded in understanding.
"Even though we don't get along...I do not wish death on other, even on my most hated enemy." Ivan's lips revealed his heart, and Canada felt his heart strings tugged at Ivan's new-found mercy.
"Maybe...Ivan is not such a bad guy...maybe misunderstood," the Canadian realized as he subconsciously walked towards the Russian and looked at his face.
Ivan did not mind Canada's proximity to him; he could feel Canada's warmth ebbing through his rigid, cold body. His cheeks tinted pink, remembering how he let his sweet and sensitive side out. Ivan was a guarded person; he felt compelled to keep his true self hidden, but around Matvey he could be more open.
They continued to stare into each other's eyes until Kumajirou said, "I'm tired...want to go home."
Both males snapped back to reality and Canada stuttered out, "Okay."
Ivan did not say anything, choosing instead to snuggle his scarf closer to his face. Matthew decided to make a call to Alfred to see if he was okay while Kumajirou went to Ivan.
"Russia...where is my salmon?" The bear raised his head to look at the Russian's face.
Ivan did his usual smile. "I did not forget...here." He brought the salmon out of his coat.
The polar bear was happy munching on it. "Thanks."
The polar bear had his doubts that Russia would fulfill his promise, and he was not perfectly sure that Ivan was the right guy for his master.
The bear was munching and Ivan did look at the scene.
"The bear is cute..." He knelt down to gently pat the bear. Kumajirou did not mind and continued eating.
Matthew was tapping his foot, trying to reach his brother's cell.
He only heard his brother's voicemail. "Oh no...I hope that Alfred's okay..." Guilt washed over the arctic nation and he quickly turned to face Russia.
The Russian could see the worried look on the younger male's face.
"Matvey...are you okay?" Ivan asked with a straight face.
"I have to leave...Al not answering his phone...I have to see if he is okay." Matthew was getting ready to leave and rushed to pick up his bear, unaware of Kumajirou new-found snack.
Ivan smiled. "Matvey is cute when worry...I think the body won't be found thought...it is cut up into tiny pieces by now dumped into a river, da." His eyes were closed.
Matthew's mind replayed the scenario in his head.
"Ivan!" he whined, and decided to leave, hoping that his brother is okay.
Russia muttered to himself while his face had a small genuine smile, "Matvey...you surprise me every time...too bad lessons will end"
Owari
A/N: Hey, I finally updated and I left a cliffy for the America and Belarus scene...hehehe, I'm evil. But the next chapter will answer all questions. Leave some reviews and maybe I'll update faster. BTW, I present you guys another smut fic for this story reaching 50 reviews. Yes, I do reward my readers for giving me lovely comments to read. It is called Trapped in a Closet, and don't forget to review! Thanks again for the support; you guys are more awesome than Prussia!
I also reformatted this story so now it looks legit