This story was influenced by "Giving In" by Artificial

Chapter 10: Punition

The rest of the day was very quiet. Canada had fallen asleep again, holding onto Kumajirou, even if it was against the bear's will. Russia had finished more of his work and checked his phone until he realized it was dead. He plugged it into the charger he had brought and decided it was late and time to sleep.

Russia peeked in on Canada one last time to make sure the boy didn't slip back into his very weak state. The Canadian slept soundly with his fever almost gone. Russia went back to his room, changed into pajamas, and laid down in the bed. He turned off the light on the nightstand and quickly got comfortable in bed.

He thought a bit, he actually thought about that little dress he found. Russia smiled about how he could use that for any advantage against the boy but he realized that it looked kind of familiar. He ignored the thought, it couldn't be familiar, and he fell asleep.

That night he actually had a dream. Not a painful nightmare of his past or even of General Winter, but an actual dream. In that dream, he realized why that little dress was so familiar.

It was sometime in the 1780s, he couldn't really remember the year, but it was around then. Russia and Ukraine had traveled to France to talk about some disputes they were having. France had been working on some treaties with countries in Europe after helping America in his Revolution. Russia went to talk about, or more of giving a warning, to not get involved with Russia. He had already been working on his own treaties and trying not to get involved with any of the countries.

"Bonjour! Accueil." France welcomed the two siblings.

"Da. Hello France." Russia said. He was young at the time, not like a child, but a young adult. His big sister still cared a lot for him and she had helped him a lot, being involved with him and his country as well.

"Hello France." Ukraine smiled. France let the two in.

"How long will you be staying hon?" France asked closing the door.

"Until you and me are finished talking." Russia said. "How ever long that takes da?"

"Yes sir." France joked. "Would you like to get to work then? Or shall I let you two settle in?"

"I don't care." Russia said. Ukraine tugged onto Russia's coat, telling him to let himself in first. He still wasn't good with communicating with people, he didn't like it, and Ukraine tried to help him. "If you don't mind, we've had a long trip. So-"

"So you two need to rest hon?"

"Yes please." Ukraine said with a smile.

"I have a room for both of you." France smiled. "I'll get some whine hon? While you two get comfortable."

"Da." Russia said. Ukraine gave him a look. Russia then chocked on the words. "T-Thank you."

"Your welcome~" France said. He peeked into another room and called for someone. "He'll show you were to go okay? I'll go get the whine~" France left.

After that, the boy came out. A young Canada walked out. He wore that dress, although it was much bigger and fit the young boy. But it was the same, the blue and pink dress with a white apron. "Bonjour. Follow me please." He walked away and the two siblings followed. Russia noticed the boy had cut on his cheek as well as bruising around it that stretched to his ear, most of it covered by his longish hair.

He lead them to two rooms across the hall from each other. "Sorry their not the same room, the beds were too small for two people." Canada said, his voice was so low Ukraine barely heard him speak. His voice sounded so upset.

"Da." Russia said. Ukraine gave him another look. "T-Thank you."

"If there is anything you need please let me know."

"Da." Russia said. "T-thank you." He said before Ukraine could give him another look. Canada gave them a nod and walked away with his head down. Russia looked at Ukraine. "Who was that boy?" Ukraine shrugged.

"I have no idea. Ask France when we see him. You get changed into something comfortable, take your coat and scarf off." Ukraine said. Russia grabbed onto his scarf. "I will take the coat off." He said walking into his room. Ukraine signed and went into hers. After getting into something comfortable, and keeping his scarf on, Russia met up with Ukraine in France's living room. France had given Ukraine some whine and had offered some to Russia. He declined the drink, vodka was his only drink.

"Alright." France started. "So would you like to get started?"

"I suppose so." Russia said sitting down. "I have a question first. That boy-it was a boy right?"

"Hm? Canada? Oui. He's a boy." France said taking a sip of his whine.

"Da. So who is he? Canada?"

"Oui. That's correct. He's my little brother."

"I've never seen him before." Ukraine came in.

"Well that's because he's been with that limey England for a while."

"With England?" Russia asked. "Oh I see. He's one of those 'new world' colonies da?"

"Yep that's right."

"Oh. That makes sense." Russia said then thought a bit. "What happened to his face? He's bruised up quiet a bit." France got a depressing look.

"Yea. You know about the war in the new world right? The revolution?"

"Against England? Da. I know."

"He was on England's side. He did some fighting and got hurt, that's all." France said. "I won him back after the war, just for a while."

"Why is he in a dress?" Ukraine brought up. France got a huge smile.

"He looks cute in it hon?" He laughed a bit. Russia and Ukraine didn't know what to say to that. They continued talking, Russia warning France about invading, and they discussed some other things. They explained more about their territories, France ended up giving Russia ideas about the new world, and even talked about America being a new country, meaning good ideas of trading.

Russia noticed Ukraine getting tired after a while. "France. Do you mind if we continue this tomorrow?" Russia asked.

"Right right. I suppose we should stop for the day, it is very late anyway. We shall continue this tomorrow?" France said stretching out a bit.

"Da."

"Alright then. You two get some sleep." France said and started to leave. "Please don't kill me during the night."

"No promises." Russia gave his creepy smile until he noticed Ukraine was frowning at him. "I'm sorry Sister." He said. Ukraine smiled at him, knowing it was hard enough for him to say sorry, but liked that he actually did it.

"That's okay little Ivey. Let's go to bed huh?"

"Da." He said and lead his sister back to their rooms. He made sure his sister was sleeping, and France was no where near her, before he laid down in his bed. He couldn't sleep though, Russia could feel him there, watching him. Even there, he haunted Russia.

The next morning was spent with Russia sitting in the kitchen, waiting for someone to wake up. "Would you like breakfast?" He heard someone way. Russia turned around and saw Canada standing there. "Mr. Russia?"

"Oh. Da." He said, he expected France before that boy. Canada served Russia some tea and started cooking breakfast for France and his guests. Russia first looked at the tea and then decided to drink it. He occasionally looked at the boy cooking. "What was your name again?"

"Canada, Matthew or Mattie." Canada said not looking at the Russian.

"Why are you wearing a dress?" Russia said, he knew the boy must not of liked it.

"Because I was told to." He said. "Père wanted me to."

"So you let him dress you in girl clothing? You do know you are a male right?"

Canada shot a look toward the Russian. "I'm well aware, thank you." He said sarcastically but in the kindest tone. "I don't want to disobey him."

"Disobey him? What? Are you a little slave?" Russia said.

"No." Canada almost finished cooking. "I'm…what you can say, taking my punishment."

"Punishment for what?" Russia got curious. Canada didn't answer and handed a plate of food to the Russian before leaving quietly with his head down.

The rest of the day consisted of more talking until Ukraine started to get a worried look. "What?" Russia asked her.

"I'm worried about Belarus. I hope she's okay at home by herself."

"She has Lithuania, as well as the other two." Russia said.

"I'm still worried. She can't take care of herself you know."

"No. I don't know." She can take care of herself just fine, Russia thought.

"I think we've settled enough of this. Can we return Russia?" Ukraine asked with a sad and worried look. Russia didn't want to see his sister cry and he signed.

"Very well. France. We'll be leaving." Russia said. France looked at them.

There was more to that, Russia knew that, but he woke up before the dream could continue. That had happened, he didn't realize it but he had actually seen Canada before the meetings and such, he didn't know, and he certainly didn't remember seeing the boy in that dress.

Russia sat up in his bed and blinked to wake up. The sun was creaking in, which he didn't like, and he decided to shower and get ready for the day. After that, he went down to make breakfast when he saw the Canadian there already. "What are you doing? You should be in bed da?"

"I think I'm better." Canada said. "Um. Do you want coffee?" Russia hesitated then gave a nod. Canada poured a cup and handed it to the Russian. "I don't know how you like it. Anything you want is in the fridge."

Russia took a sip. "Da. This is fine. Thank you." Canada gave a nod and poured himself a cup, added some things, and then something Russia found odd. The boy poured maple syrup in his coffee. "Did you just pour syrup in that?" Canada took a sip.

"Yeah. It makes it tasty." He smiled. Russia couldn't help but find that odd. "At least I'm not like Al. He dips fries in his coffee."

"Well your brother has serious issues so don't use that as an example." Russia said. Canada smiled, and even giggled, at the Russian's remark. "Did you make breakfast?"

"Yeah." Canada said putting food on a plate. "Pancakes and some bacon." He handed the plate to Russia. Kumajirou jumped onto the counter where Canada's coffee was and decided to take a few gulps. "Hey! No caffeine!" Kumajirou stuck his tongue out and whined before he jumped away from it.

"You like cooking don't you?" Russia asked. Canada gave a big nod.

"It's a hobby I'm good at."

"Are you now? I guess that's expected."

"What?"

"Your French da?" Russia said cutting up the pancakes.

"Oh. I guess." Canada poured half a bottle of syrup on his own pancakes before taking a huge bite.

"Was my cooking not good enough for you?" Russia asked, as a bit of a joke. Canada gulped down his food.

"It wasn't bad." He said honestly.

"I'm not used to cooking your weird food." Russia continued eating.

"It's not weird. It's normal here." Canada said. "What's Russian cuisine like anyway?"

"Its…. Different then what you would be used to." Russia said. "A lot of different things really, very 'multicultural' you could say. Vodka is important."

"Of course it is…"

"And theirs Pancakes."

Canada suddenly gained more interest. "Pancakes?"

"Da. You really like them don't you?" Russia raised an eyebrow. Canada gave a huge smile and a big nod. "Almost obsessive."

"No. Not obsessive." Canada finished his food and turned to put the plate in the sink. Russia felt Kumajirou pull on his pants.

"He's obsessive." The bear said. Russia smiled a bit.

"I should make you some Russian food sometime." Russia said to the boy. "You seem to enjoy trying new things." Just guessing, "Would you be interested?" Canada nodded.

"Yeah sure. I like trying new foods."

"You also eat a lot."

"I do not!"

"Da. You do. It's surprising you don't gain weight though, you look the same."

"Cause I don't eat a lot."

"Yeah you do." Kumajirou said butting in. Canada gave him a hush and Russia smiled.

"Oh. You're a secret pig huh?" Russia said.

"I am not!"

"You can eat more then America." Kumajirou butted in again.

"That's impressive Matvey." Russia smiled. Canada's face was red with embarrassment. "Your little secret is safe." As well as your little dress.

"Dress?" Canada asked. Russia froze a bit after relizing he said that outloud. "D-Da."

"He went in your attic." The bear said. Russia gave him a dirty look as Canada crossed his arms.

"And what gave you the right to do that?"

"…I was bored."

"That's not an accuse!" Now you sound like America!

"It doesn't matter anyway. I've seen you in it before." Russia said sitting back in his chair. "You know. I met you before."

"Well I do go to all the meetings, whether you notice or not."

"No no. Before that. Before the meetings. I went to France's house and you were there in that dress." Russia said. Canada was confused, he didn't remember at all? "You don't remember?"

"Na ah. Not at all." Canada said. Russia looked at him. The brusies.

"It was after American's revolution. You had lived with france." Russia said, the Canadian still didn't remember. "You had cuts and brusies on the right side of you face." Canada frowned. He remembered now.

"O-Oh. That." He said quietly. Russia raised an eyebrow.

"What?"

"N-nothing. I'm gonna go shower." Canada said and quickly hurried away. Russia looked at Kumajirou. "What's his problem?" Russia asked. The bear ignored the Russian and walked away. "Well your very rude…" He cleaned up his plate and went back up to his room. He took his phone off the charger, figured he check it, and saw he had messages. Thirty seven missed called and twenty eight messages.

He first thought it would be Belarus, she would call more then a hundred times though until he blocked her number, but it was actually Ukraine. He forgot to call her like he promised. He quickly dialed the number to his sister and she picked up after the first ring.

"Ivan! ?" She sounded like she was crying.

"Sister. Your not crying are you?"

"N-No." He could hear her sniffle. "I-I've just been worried! You didn't call!"

"Da. I'm very sorry sister. I had forgotten."

He heard her sign. "Well at least your okay. How is Matthew?"

"Better."

"That's good. What about you? Did you notice again?" Ukraine asked. Russia was silent for a minute.

"I did." He said. "Sister. I believe I was right. When I'm here, around that boy, He's not around me."

OOO

Thank you~

First off, this is influenced by "Giving In" By Artificial. We did talk it over and the author has given me permission to start it like this.

I do not own the characters used in this, nor the anime they come from.

Soooo yeahhhhh. Hope your liking it. Me and my friend made up this thing with Canada in the dress after the revolution at France's house and meeting Russia for one of the first times. So. Da. And you'll find out what Canada's "punishment" was later. If you wanna guess though, go right ahead ; )

And conversation with Ukraine at the end will make more sense soon. The HE is someone you should know~

Translations:

Russian:

Da: Yes

French:

Bonjour! Accueil: Hello! Welcome.

Père: Father

Punition: Punishment