This story was influenced by "Giving In" by Artificial

Chapter 14: Tournesol

He next morning Russia woke up with a head ache. He wasn't completely hung over, but he was still hung over. He sat up in the bed and rubbed his temples, he loved his Vodka but drinking the whole bottle fast to keep the Canadian from drinking it was not the best idea. He never got drunk or hung over unless he drank it too fast, now he was paying for it.

He got out of bed, he thought the room was spinning for a minute, and went into the bathroom. Over his many, many years of drinking, he learned a shower always helped. Turning the water from hot to cold to hot again, it helped him. He thought about what had happened last night, the drunk Canadian and immediately thought about how he should of pushed it a little further, made the Canadian do something, answer some questions, anything really, and he regretted that he didn't take full advance. He would have to get that boy drunk again some day to get rid of that little mistake. He got dressed in something simple, and of course with his scarf, before heading to downstairs. He noticed the Canadian's bed room door was open just a crack. Russia knew if he was in there, the door was closed, if not, the door was completely open. There was no ajar.

Russia peeked in. Everything was under the covers of Canada's bed, the pillows were messed up too, he must have had a hard night. Russia opened the door and went in more. "Matvey. Your over sleeping." He said to annoy, what he knew to be, the hung over Canadian. The bump under the sheets and covers moved a bit but didn't talk, or even moan. "Matvey?" All of a sudden, Kumajirou popped his head out from the covers.

"I'm sleeping. What do you want?" The bear said. Russia blinked.

"Where is your owner?"

"I dunno. He didn't come up." The bear made a little yawn and went back under the covers, he enjoyed having the whole bed to himself. Oh boy, Russia first thought. He left the bear alone and made his way down stairs. Either the Canadian was up already, or hell was just settling in for him. Russia first looked in the kitchen, no sign of the boy. He then looked into the living room and, bingo.

Canada was laying on the couch curled up under the blanket Russia gave him. His glasses were on the floor, as well as his socks, and one of his feet stuck out of the blanket. Russia tried not to laugh, this would be so amusing, and stood next to the couch, looking down at the Canadian. "Matvey." He said in a low voice. The Canadian moved a bit and moaned.

"Shutup." He mumbled. Russia smiled.

"Oh Matvey. Is something wrong?"

"Isaidshutupyourtooloud." He mumbled again. Russia tried not to laugh at the boy, he was in, what America called, hang over hell. Russia peeked over and grabbed the top of the blanket. He slowly lifted it up off the Canadian as he covered his eyes. "Shutthelightup."

"Matvey. The lights are not talking."

"Yestheyare." The Canadian curled up more and used his arms as a shield for his face against the sun shinning in. "Goaway."

"Matvey it's just a hang over. Take a aspirin and get over it." Russia said. Canada moaned more. "Do you remember what happened last night?"

"Notreally." He mumbled. He tried to take down his arms and peek out but the sun ended up being to bright and he quickly covered his eyes again. Russia smirked and decided to help the boy a bit. He left for the bathroom. He looked through the boy's medicine cabinet, he didn't have much, and found a thing of aspirin. He then returned to the boy and dropped it on him.

"Take two." He commanded. Canada moaned and didn't really move. "Matvey." Russia started raising his voice to irritate the poor Canadian. Canada moaned more and grabbed the aspirin bottle.

"Je vous hais." Canada mumbled with a harsh tone, Russia could only think he was saying something mean, or related to that.

"I'll do you a favor. I'll make breakfast da?" Russia asked. Canada didn't have much of an appetite but he gave the Russian a nod. "Take two of those and take a shower. It will help you." Canada gave another nod. "Now Matvey." Canada moaned and slowly sat up, the room was spinning. Russia picked up the boy's glasses and handed them to him as he tried to get up. Finally, he managed to get to his feet, almost falling face first in the process but he did it. He put his glasses on and grabbed the aspirin bottle before stumbling toward the stairs, he almost ran into the wall on the way out. Russia followed him, making sure the boy doesn't get hurt actually going up the stairs, and watched Canada crawl up instead of walking.

After the boy made it up the stairs, Russia scratched his head at that and went to the kitchen to make breakfast. He looked around, the most basic thing to make would be pancakes, and the Canadian certainly had enough packages to last him a year, and it was something Russia could make right. Cooking wasn't his strong suit, he only did it for himself if anything, and he only enjoyed his foods. Pancakes it was.

"Hungry." Kumajirou popped out of no where yawning and complaining for food while Russia began cooking. He looked at the bear, who pouted, and got some of his seal rolls out.

"I can't imagine having you as a pet."

"You're mean."

"You're quite annoying sometimes."

"Vous êtes un âne." The bear smirked.

"You speak French too?"

"Yup."

"That's even more annoying." Russia said with a tone and continued cooking. Kumajirou sat on the floor and watched the Russian cook, adding in a "don't mess up" whenever Russia was going to flip the pancakes. Eventually Russia got mad with the bear and flipped one onto Kumajirou's head. "Oops." He said sarcastically with as smile. The bear didn't care though and just ate the pancake, which annoyed Russia.

Eventually he finished cooking and ate while waiting for the Canadian to come back down, which actually took a long time. He looked at the bear, "Did your owner get lost up there or something?"

"I dunno. Maybe he slipped and knocked himself out."

"As amusing as that would be…" Russia started but stopped when he noticed the Canadian walking in. "Feeling any better?"

"The aspirin helped…" Canada said, he wasn't mumbling as much now.

"Did you slip in the shower?" Kumajirou asked. Canada scratched the back of his head.

"Kinda."

"I knew itttt." The bear said and climbed onto a seat at the table. Canada gave him a look and sat down.

"What the maple happened last night?" He asked. Russia passed a plate of food over to the Canadian.

"Well. I learned you can't hold your liquor. You got drunk after a cup and a half."

"You got me drunk?"

"You chugged it." Russia said. "So you can blame yourself." Canada whined and looked oddly at the pancakes. "What?"

"N-Nothing." He said grabbing the maple syrup and pouring it over the pancakes. Russia understood though.

"You don't like them do you?"

"W-What?"

"You think they look weird."

"Their kinda burnt…"

"Their not brunt." Russia implied. "I do not cook like England. They are fine."

"If you cooked like England, I would be scared." Canada said and ate. Russia finished eating and sat there watching the Canadian, which only made Canada feel awkward. "What?"

"Nothing." Russia said and picked up his plate. "Are you done?"

"I guess." Canada said and Russia took his plate as well and put them in the sink. "So um…"

"I'm assuming you're not doing anything today?"

"I dunno. I'm feeling better so maybe." Canada said stretching out a bit. Russia got an idea.

"Would you like to show me Ottawa?"

"You wanna see Ottawa?" Canada asked surprised.

"Da. I'm a little curious about your country. I believe this is either the third or forth time I've been here. The Olympics and some meetings. I've never actually seen your country."

"I guess I could show you around. That's pretty easy eh?"

"Da." Russia said. Kumajirou whined.

"It's all snowy outside." He whined. Canada took a peek outside. The ground was covered but it wasn't as high as he thought it would be, only a few inches, because a lot of it had melted.

"It's fine. And I'll carry you so you don't get snow chunks in your fur again." Canada said. "We could leave in a few minutes kay?"

"Alright." Russia said and he left to get his coat.

A few minutes later, Canada dressed warmly and waited for Russia at the front door, Kumajirou in his arms. Russia came down the stairs in a long coat, but now the one he usually wore, which made Canada a bit confused. "Are you ready to go?" Canada asked.

"Da. Are we walking or driving?"

"Um whatever you want."

"Driving!" Kumajirou said. "It's too cold." Canada looked at Russia to see if he agreed; the Russian shrugged and agreed.

"But can you even drive?" Russia asked after a thought, the boy was still hung over. Canada thought about it, he usually had no problem driving, even if he had some alcohol, but it was always wine and he was never that into it, almost never hung over.

"M-Maybe not." Canada said. Kumajirou moaned.

"I could drive if you want?" Russia asked.

"Depends. Are you gonna kill us?"

"Not yet." Russia smirked, he tried making a joke, and it seemed like Canada got it too, unlike most people who thought of it as dry humor. Canada took out his keys and tossed them to Russia.

"Alright. You can drive, I'll just tell you where to go eh?" Canada said. Russia gave a nod and left out the door.

"He's gonna kill us…" Kumajirou said. "I don't wanna die yet Cada!"

"He's not gonna kill us Kumaje. Chill out." Canada said locking the door and following Russia to the garage. Russia waited for him before getting into the car. Canada plopped himself in the passenger's side, first time in his own car too, and Russia sat in the driver's side. It was very uncomfortable at first, he had to adjust the seat to get it to fit him. Kumajirou scratched the air toward the radio, telling Canada to turn it on, and the Canadian reached for it.

"If I hear French music, I will crash the car." Russia said. Canada pulled his hand away, a lot of the stations were in French, and sat still with Kumajirou on his lap. Russia started the car up and backed out of the driveway, then managed to drive the car pretty easily, even if it was uncomfortable. "Where to?"

"I guess just head into town. I'll show you around there. Just go straight and make a left at the light eh?"

"Da." Russia said and followed the Canadian's directions. "You're saying 'eh' a lot today huh?"

"I am?" Canada titled his head.

"Da. You are." Russia said then added a "Your so Canadian" for a joke.

Canada smiled a bit. "Well I certainly hope I am." He joked back. Within a few minutes, Russia drove into the populated down. "Don't run anyone over."

"I'm not." Russia said. "That's saved for Americans."

"So um. What do you wanna do?"

"You tell me."

"I-I guess we could just walk around?"

"I suppose so, for today. We need to stop at a liquor store though."

"Um why?"

"I need more Vodka." Russia smiled. Canada shook his head, but smiled, at the Russian's comment.

"Okay fine. But we will do that last."

"Fine." Russia said and continued driving until Canada told him where to park. There, they got out of the car, even if Kumajirou was unwilling, and locked it. "Lead the way Matvey." Canada took control and led the way walking through town. He showed Russia some buildings, he pointed out government buildings, some attraction places that Russia actually wanted to go see sometime when the Canadian wasn't so out of it, and showed a park he liked. Russia thought Canada's towns would be extremely similar to America's, but he was wrong. He didn't mock America but some places he just didn't like in that United Moron's home. Russia didn't think his was perfect either, but he liked it when he saw places that were well put together.

Russia noticed a lot of French writing under the English on signs. "Your entire country speaks French?" He asked.

"Yeah. My country has English and French as official languages." Canada informed him. "So sorry if you hear French."

"Da. Fine." Russia said. He took a peek at his phone to check the time, they had actually walked around for almost four hours! Surprisingly, Russia didn't mind passing the time like this. "Matvey. Are you hungry?"

"A little. Are you?"

"Da."

"Okay." Canada looked around to figure out where they were. "I know a place we can go for lunch."

"Yay~ Food~" Kumajirou cheered.

"Lead the way Matvey." Russia said. Canada nodded and started walking ahead, Russia following closely behind. He took Russia to a more crowded area, which neither of them really liked but they got over it. "What is this place?"

"ByWard Market." Canada said. "It's a old and popular market."

"Will I find Vodka here?"

"I'm pretty sure I can find a liquor store."

"Yay." Russia said.

"Did you just say 'yay'?" Canada asked a bit confused.

"Da." Russia said. "Find your food place. Your bear is eyeing me." Canada looked at Kumajirou in his arms, the bear was staring blankly at Russia.

"You're the first to go." Kumajirou said. Canada poked Kumajirou as a little "cut it out" and started walking through the crowd again. Why do all polar bears like to bite me?, Russia thought and followed the Canadian through the crowd. Russia noticed how big the market was, how many different cultural places their were. Restaurants, as well as stores, laid up and down the place, Italian, French, American, Asian, Mexican, many cultures from everywhere, he noticed he didn't see any Russian though, at least not where they were or where they were passing by.

The diner was called "Zak's Diner", the huge bright sign stood out. It was pretty busy too but Canada got seats for the two and Kumajirou. "So what is this place?" Russia asked.

"Well. A diner." Canada said.

"Da. I know that. What do they serve here?"

"Look at the menu and find out." Canada said sarcastically. Russia looked at the menu.

"Well then translate it because it's in French."

"Flip it over." Canada said reading his. Russia sat there for a minute and then turned the menu over, it was an English menu now. Russia felt a little embarrassed by it, especially in front of that boy, but acted like he knew it was there. He read the menu, multiple things described sounded like they would taste good. Russia gave a look toward Canada.

"What are you getting?"

"Don't know yet." Canada said. "You know what you're getting?"

"Not really."

"Do you even like anything on the menu? I didn't know if you would or not."

"It's fine. Most foods sound like they could be good." Russia said still looking. "What is your bear going to eat?"

"Burger." Kumajirou said. "Canda lets me eat meat when we're out." The bear had a big smile. Canada put the menu down.

"You're done?"

"Yup. Waiting on you Russia." Canada smirked. Russia kept reading, he wasn't sure if he would like some of it, but decided on something. "Whatcha getting?"

"The meatloaf."

"Out of everything there you pick meatloaf?"

"Well. Da. What are you getting then?"

"Chicken fingers." Canada said like a child.

"Out of everything you pick chicken fingers? You are such a child Matvey."

"Na ah." Canada protested.

"Bonjour messieurs. Que puis-je obtenir pour vous aujourd'hui." The waiter came up and asked. Russia blinked and looked at Canada.

"I'll order for you. What do you want to drink? They have shakes that you can put a shot of Vodka in it."

"I'll take that." Russia said with a smile.

"What flavor?"

Russia looked back at the menu, there were more then 10 different ones. "Um. Butterscotch." He said.

Canada turned toward the waiter. "Deux secousses, chocolat et caramel au beurre avec un verre de vodka et le lait s'il vous plaît." The waiter wrote down the order as Canada spoke.

"De quel côté voulez-vous avec le pain de viande?" The waiter asked while writing.

Canada looked toward Russia. "What do you want as a side with it?"

"Um. Potato?" Russia said not really knowing. Canada turned back toward the waiter.

"Pommes de terre s'il vous plaît." He said.

"Très bien. Votre nourriture sera dans quelques minutes."

"Bon je vous remercie." Canada smiled and the waiter walked away. Russia sat there very confused. "What?"

"You and your French are strange."

"Don't worry. They didn't mock you." Kumajirou said.

"Oh good." Russia said. Three or four minutes later, the waiter came back with their drinks, a nice chocolate shake for Canada, Butterscotch with some Vodka for Russia, and milk for Kumajirou. Russia first looked at the shake while Canada put the straw into the shake an began slurping.

"You gonna drink it?" Canada asked. Kumajirou sat up on his back legs to reach the table and licked the milk to drink it.

"Da. I will." Russia said. He put the straw in the shake and took a sip. It wasn't bad. "It's good. But I can't taste much of the Vodka."

"It's just a shot of Vodka." Canada said while drinking his shake.

"You enjoying yourself?"

"Hm?"

"You're half way done with the shake…"

"Well it's good."

"I can see that." Russia said drinking his own.

"This place has the best shakes in Ottawa."

"Oh? America would be proud." Russia joked. Canada smirked and even laughed a bit at that one, which made Russia smirk, he liked having someone be happy with him. "So I guess you're feeling better from your little hang over da?"

"Yea. I'm tired though. But oh well."

"You get hang over a lot?"

Canada had to think about that one. "I think that I haven't had a hang over since Al's new years eve party eight years ago."

"What the heck did you do there?" Russia asked, eight years ago? He hasn't have a hang over since then? that meant he never got really drunk since then.

"Um. I don't remember and Al won't tell me…."

"You know that is not good right?"

"Yeahhhhh. I kinda don't wanna know anymore…"

"You would probably regret it…"

"I know." Canada signed. The waiter brought the food over, which made Kumajirou a very happy bear. He put it down on the table with a "Jouir" and walked away. Canada passed the food to Kumajirou first, the bear was starving, and then passed Russia's meal to him. "Enjoy."

"Da." Russia said taking a bite as Canada dipped his chicken fingers in a sauce and ate them. "It's good."

"Oh good. I'm glad you like it."

"Da." Russia continued eating. "So after this what will we do?"

"Um. Go get your Vodka. Then go back home, it's almost an hour walk back to the car and it's gonna be dark soon."

"I'm out of seal rolls." Kumajirou came into the conversation while destroying his hamburger, America would not be pleased.

"Then I'll get you some while we're here." Canada said.

"Okay." Kumajirou went back to eating the destroyed burger.

The two nations, and Kumajirou, finished their meals. Canada paid the waiter and went back out to the market, Russia following close behind. Canada walked ahead with Kumajirou in his arms; suddenly he noticed the Russian was no longer with him. Canada panicked a bit and looked around for the Russian. He couldn't find him, he lost him, until Kumajirou pointed Russia out from the crowd. Canada gave a huge sign of relief and hurried over to the Russian.

"You have to keep up." Canada said. Russia was staring at something and didn't answer the Canadian. Canada tilted his head a bit and looked over at what he was staring at, what could Russia have so much interest in? Suffering? Pain? Blood? What was he looking at? Canada didn't expect it, the Russian was looking at a flower shop, he looked in at the flowers in the windows. "Um. Do you want to go in?" Canada asked and the Russian quickly moved and went inside. Canada confusedly looked at Kumajirou, who didn't get what was going on either, and back toward the Russian's direction, then he followed in.

Russia continued looking at a certain part of the store, certain flowers, Sunflowers. He didn't take his eyes off them and touched them gently, Canada didn't understand it. He walked behind Russia and looked at him. "Russia?" He asked, the Russian ignored him. He must like them, Canada thought. Canada went over to the shop owner and asked to buy some sunflowers, a small bundle. He paid for them and went back over to the Russian. "Their yours now." Russia smiled, not a creepy or murderous smile, but a happy one. He picked up a bundle of the sunflowers and walked out, Canada followed behind and down the street with the Russian.

As they walked, Russia ended up behind Canada again with the Canadian leading the way. It was quiet between the two now though. Every time Canada looked back toward the Russian, he was either looking at the flowers or smiling, sometimes smiling at the Canadian. Canada didn't know what to do with this, what Russia was thinking, it freaked him out a bit. But Russia was contempt with the flowers and Canada didn't want to question it.

They walked to the liquor store and Russia knew where to find the Vodka bottles, even though he had never been there before. Canada stood by the register and waited for the Russian to pick the right kind of Vodka, he only wanted the best. He grabbed a bottle and brought it up for the Canadian to buy, which he did and they left. "I'll pay you back." Russia said.

"Huh? Oh no it's fine. You're my guest after all."

"Da but I owe you."

"It's really okay. You don't have to repay me."

"Da I do."

"Fine. I give up." Canada signed. "I gotta run over there," he pointed to a fish store, "and get Kumatiru his seal rolls okay?" Russia noticed a small book and magazine store across the street from it.

"Da. I'll meet you outside it. Can I borrow some money?" Russia asked.

"Huh? Um okay. How much?"

"Not much."

"Okay." Canada took out his wallet and gave the Russian some money. "Where are you going?"

"A store." Russia said and started to walk away. "When your done getting your fish roll things just stand outside the store."

"O-okay." Canada said. Kumajirou jumped out of the Canadian's arms and ran toward the fish store. Canada panicked and ran after him. Russia shook his head, oh boy. Russia made his way through the crowd to a store that caught his eye, a book store. He made his way in and looked around. His curiosity about the Canadian was growing, he wanted to find out a little more about him, he didn't know anything. He knew Canada had similar weather to Russia, he knew it snowed, he knew Canada was the second largest country, he knew it was above America, and now he knew the capital was Ottawa. But he didn't know the country's history, nor it's culture, and barely knew it politically, Canada didn't come up much during the meetings. He knew that he didn't know a single thing about the boy himself though. He was kind-hearted, smart, even tempered, caring, naïve, and a very funny drunk, but he really didn't know him.

Russia wanted to know more. He never cared for finding out about other countries, so this was new for him. He looked through some books, a lot of them were French, but found a book on the country that was in plain English for him to read. He had challenge buying it, he didn't understand a single word the cashier said, but he managed to buy it. He went back out and saw the Canadian standing there holding one of the seal rolls over Kumajirou's face, the bear not amused with food so close yet so far away. "I'm back." Russia said coming up from behind, which scared Canada.

"O-Oh. Good." He said. "You ready to go?"

"Da." Russia said. The two started their walk to the car, very happy about how the day worked out. Canada's hang over went away, which made him very relaxed again. Kumajirou got his seal rolls. Russia was the happiest one there. He had enjoyable company with the boy, a good lunch, a nice walk, Vodka, and his favorite, Sunflowers. It was an enjoyable day, something he hadn't had in such a long time, he couldn't remember a time where it was like this.

The two made it back to the car and Russia drove home again, Canada was getting too tired and didn't want to drive back. They made it back to Canada's house, which amazed the panicked Kumajirou, and went inside. Russia put the Vodka in the refrigerator, hide his book away from the Canadian, he didn't want him to know, and immediately put the Sunflowers in a water vase Canada found for him. The rest of the day was calm, they worked on their country duties, until the sun set.

Canada began making dinner as Russia did him the favor of feeing Kumajirou, which meant he hung the roll over the bear's head and watched as he tried to get it. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and a bell ring. Canada was in the middle of cooking and couldn't tare himself away from it, he called for Russia, "Can you get that?"

"Da." Russia dropped the seal roll on Kumajirou's head and went toward the door. He opened the door and didn't like what he saw. "Canada. There are two blondes here for you!"

OOOO

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 do I own the anime they come from! As for the market place, it is a real market in Ottawa, Canada. I have no connection to it period.

So this is my longest chapter (yikes). I wanted to put in something about Sunflowers and then got a thought. In the USUK story I'm working on (currently I'm stuck on dat), England shows America around London, the clock, EDF, some cafes and stuff and I wanted to do something similar toward Canada (cause I'm reading about the country lately and I'm learning quite a bit) so I added that stuff in with the sunflower part.

Poor Mattie though, it's gonna be fun to get him drunk again though :D (hint hint hint).

So, try to guess who the two blondes are. I'm gonna give a hint, one is not France, (spoil he will come in later). Things will get interesting now~

So I'm glad many people like this~ I do try to make it a bit humorous, hopefully it's working! _

Tournesol: Sunflower

Je vous hais: I hate you.

Vous êtes un âne: You're a jackass.

Bonjour messieurs. Que puis-je obtenir pour vous aujourd'hui?: Hello gentlemen. What can I get for you today?

Deux secousses, chocolat et caramel au beurre avec un verre de vodka et le lait s'il vous plaît.: Two shakes, chocolate and butterscotch with a shot of Vodka and milk please.

Très bien. Etes-vous prêt à commander le déjeuner?: Alright. Are you ready to order lunch?

Oui: Yes

Oui. Doigts de poulet, pain de viande, et un petit hamburger s'il vous plaît.: Yes. Chicken Fingers, meatloaf, and a small hamburger please.

De quel côté voulez-vous avec le pain de viande: What side would you like with the meatloaf?

Pommes de terre s'il vous plaît.: Potatoes please.

Très bien. Votre nourriture sera dans quelques minutes.: Okay. Your food will be out in a food minutes.

Bon je vous remercie.: Okay thank you.

Jouir: Enjoy