Chapter 14

AN: I can't remember if I mentioned Kuma yet... Anyways he's back home chilling during all of this. Not to happy with this chapter, but I've rewritten it so many times...

Canada yawned and rolled out of bed. It was about 6:00oc in the morning judging by the sun shining through the window. He quickly changed out of his night wear into his uniform and exited his room. A few of the pilots were already up and wondering around while others were sleeping in odd places.

Matthew made his way into the mess hall and grabbed an apple and some coffee. He was debating weather or not to climb into the rafters to get a couple more hours of sleep. He didn't really need it, but there was nothing else to do. His squadron wasn't scheduled for patrol until 13:00oc.

"Williams!" The base commander yelled. Matthew turned to the sound. The commander walked up to him. "You have a meeting at 8:00oc."

"Hmmm." Canada blinked. It was to early to be having a full conversation.

"Some American wants to see you."

"Oh merde." Matthew bit his lip. "Why?"

"Not sure. Top secret." The commander said. "I don't think you're in trouble. Room 524, east wing."

"It's not trouble I'm worrying about." Canada grumbled. "Better finish my breakfast and get over there, eh?"

The commander nodded and walked away. Matthew bit into his apple and found a nice cool spot on top of some supply crates to rest and finish his breakfast. His brain was fully awake now and he started to proses what the commander had said. 'An American wants to see me? It better not be Alfred.' Matthew thought. But even if it was Alfred, would he even recognize Matthew? Canada hadn't seen his brother or any of his family since the beginning of the war.

What if Alfred had found out about him fighting in the war and come to take him away? Or to join him? Either option would most likely end badly. Matthew did not want to leave and would fight his brother to stay. On the other hand, it was easy for the quiet Canadian to keep a low profile in the air force even with his successes, but hiding his loud American brother would next be to impossible.

Canada sighed and sipped his coffee. There was no use getting worked up over something that he couldn't prevent. He pulled out his pocket watch and looked at the time. He still had an hour until he needed to be there. Matthew hated waiting around. There was no way he would be getting more sleep now.

The Canadian groaned. He was so bored. Matthew was one of those people who always need to be doing something to keep his mind occupied. He looked around and found a piece of rope and started to tie and untie knots in it. It kept him occupied until it was time to find the meeting room.

Matthew found the door and knock. He knew it was a meeting room, but he didn't want to walk in unannounced. "Come in."

The voice on the other side of the door didn't sound like Alfred, but he was still cautious. Canada opened the door and stepped in. The man sitting at the desk wasn't Alfred and he didn't recognize him. The man had dark brown hair and green eyes. He looked childish with freckles dusted on his cheeks, but his eyes told a different story.

"Please shut the door behind you." The man said. Matthew complied and turned back to the man who motioned for him to sit in the chair opposite him. He did and the man handed him a file. "I'm Sue Cash. Higher up in the U.S. Air force." Sue introduced himself.

"Captain Matthew Williams. Canadian air force." He said shyly. Meeting new people always made him quiet.

"You have quite a record Mr. Williams. Surprising that you're not in the higher ranks by now." Mr. Cash said scanning over his file.

"I prefer flying over commanding." He said.

"Safer on the ground." Sue muttered. "But that's not what I'm here about. The U.S. Government would like you to fly a bomber into Japan."

"I'm a fighter pilot not a bomber pilot." Matthew shook his head.

"Yes we know, but we still believe you're the best pilot to do it." Cash said.

"Where would the bombs be dropped?" Canada asked.

"The first on Hiroshima." Cash said gesturing to the file Matthew had in his hands.

Canada looked over the recon photos. The showed a bright bustling city with people, then over the bomb blueprints. "No."

"No? Why? It would be a huge honour." Sue asked raising an eyebrow

"I'm sorry sir, but I wouldn't call dropping a bomb on a civilian population an honour." Matthew shook his head.

"They're not civilians."

"Yes they are. If they're not in the Army, Navy, Air Force or police force, which most aren't, then they're civilians to me." The Canadian said closing the file and handing it back.

"This is a war and they are our enemies!" Cash growled.

"The way I see it is that the Japanese people are not our enemies, the armed forces are, and the government. Not the citizens. Wars should be fought between nations, not their people." Matthew said. "Japan may have wronged America, but two wrongs don't make a right."

"You're turning it down then?" Cash asked.

"Yes." Canada said standing up and leaving.

AN: I know it doesn't really fit, but it was something I had to mention... One more exam then summer! Anyone seen Kingsman? I love it so much! Can't stop watching it over and over! And I may have started a new hetalia story... Oops. I won't do anything with it until this is done.