Chapter 9: I'm Not That Boy
I wanted to write one for myself so here you go!
Canada sitting in the living room in his house trying to do his work but it's very difficult to concentrate with Prussia and America playing Chess right next to me and Kumajiori pulling my leg purring for attention.
"Checkmate!" America shouts in triumph and excitement at finally beating Prussia at Chess.
"Damn!" Prussia swears.
"Guys, please! I'm trying to work. And, England, your a country as well. You shouldn't be swearing in here when Sealand is sleeping upstairs," Canada scold.
"Oh, come on, Canada. It's Friday night. Have some fun," Prussia says.
"If I could concentrate I would be having fun," He say in all seriousness. Prussia snorts. Canada scowl.
"Come on, Canada, play a game of Chess with us," America says, shifting his chair over to make room for Canada to sit next to him.
"Fine," Canada sigh in resignation and move my chair next to America's.
Prussia reaches onto the Chess board to pick up Canada's pieces just as he does. Our hands brush and my heart skips a beat. Prussia looks at me and pulls his hand away quickly.
Puls steigt, Herz flirrt (Pulse rises, heart shimmers)
Plötzlich sprachlos und verwirrt (Suddenly speechless and confused)
Sehnsucht und die Welt voll Licht (Longing and the world of light)
Er, er könnt es sein (He, he can it be)
Doch ich bin es nicht. (But I'm not.)
Suddenly, the front door opens and there is a shout of "Prussia!" Before any of us have a chance to escape, Hungary is upon us, grabbing Prussia's hand, pulling him out of his chair, and locking her lips with his.
"I think I'm gonna go to bed, America," I say, grab my paper work, and make my way past Prussia and Hungary and up the staircase to my room, trying not to remember how it felt to touch Prussia's hand.
あまりにも遠く夢はありません (There is no too far away dream)
あなたが誰であるかを見失うしないでください (Please not you lose sight of who the)
喜びのラッシュを覚えていない(I do not remember the rush of joy)
彼はその少年かもしれない (He might be the boy)
私は男の子じゃない (I'm not that boy)
Canada enter the dorm that he share with the Sealand get undressed and climb into bed. He lie down and think about Prussia for a few minutes before he fall into a restless sleep plagued by dreams of a future in which he is married to Prussia and they have a beautiful child.
When he wake up it's early Saturday morning and the Sealand was still asleep in his beds. Canada quietly get out of mine, grab my work, and go downstairs into the living room. He sit down on the couch in front of the fireplace trying to ignore the pain in his chest where his heart is. How nice those dreams of a future with Prussia were. And how wonderful it would be if that future came true, he think to himself.
He sigh, wrap my arms around my legs, and rest my chin on my knees. It's so much harder to be around Prussia and Hungary when I have dreams of a future with Prussia. They make my pain so much more acute.
He open my hand bag and take out the paper work that he had started last night. He was not really in the mood to do work, but he does it to keep his mind off of Prussia and his dreams.
Sluit dus de ramen en droom niet meer (So close the windows and dream no more)
Trek de dekens tot aan je kin (Pull the covers up to your chin)
En denk vooral niet, misschien dit keer (And think not, especially perhaps this time)
Want de werkelijkheid haalt je in (For reality gets you in)
Just as he was finishing my report for his boss and the living room is completely full of sunshine, as America comes down the staircase.
"Hey Canada, dude!" America says walking over to the table at which Canada am sitting.
"Hi, America," Canada said smiling half-heartedly.
"How long have you been up?"
"A couple hours. Where's Prussia?" he ask.
"He's still sleeping, at least until Hungary pounces on him," America says trying to make a joke. "Are you okay?"
"Honestly. No. I had a dream about Prussia last night. We were married and we had a kid," Canada say, smiling at the memory.
America says nothing, but pulls him into a hug.
"Do you want to get some breakfast?" Prussia asks.
Canada nodded and they leave the living room.
As Canada sat down at the table, as America was cooking, when Prussia and Hungary enter the kitchen hand-in-hand, Hungary's chocolate brown hair falling gracefully across her back.
"I'm not hungry anymore, America. I'm gonna go back to the common room," I say and stand up. I pass Ron and Lavender on my out but do not acknowledge that I know they are there.
I make it back to the common room and head upstairs to get dressed.
Blithe smile, lithe limb
She who's winsome, she wins him
Brown hair with a gentle curl
That's the girl he chose
And Heaven knows
I'm not that boy
As he adjust his shirt and slip into his jacket he imagine what a life with Prussia would be like, what it would be like to be the mother-like-parent of his children and his wife/husband. How stupid of me to think that I could compete with Hungary. She's beautiful and agreeable. She doesn't feel like she has to know everything or be the top of the class to be noticed. She's just naturally popular.
Sadly and with a heavy heart Canada make his way down to the living room, wishing beyond anything that he could make his feelings for Prussia go away.
Ne souhaite pas, ne commencez pas (Do not want, do not start)
Souhaitant seulement les blessures du coeur (Wishing only wounds the heart)
Je ne suis pas né pour le rose et perle (I was not born for the rose and pearl)
Il ya une fille que je connais (There's a girl I know)
Il l'aime tellement (He loves her so)
Je ne suis pas ce garçon (I'm not that guy)
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