O.0 Two updates in a day (Okay, two days but only a few hours apart) Not too much really happens here but good/bad news depending on how you look at it...

This story is nearing its end! Couple more chapters before the end. Now, I have a really hard time with endings so I may do a good and bad ending. What do you think? Let me know, I really want to know (I also like reviews a bunch so...).

Emjoy~

Kuma's battered body shook as the men unlocked the small cage he was in and some raw chicken was thrown in. He ignored it till they left him in the corner. They were too busy with a game of cards to pay attention to him as one of the cuts became infected. He worried about his boy.

"Damn it, ye lying cheater!"

"Why would I cheat?"

"Can't we just sell it?"

"Oh, right sell the talking bear who can spill everything!"

Kuma ignored him just wanting to sleep without dreams of any of them 'ravaging' his boy as one put it. He moved to the other side of the cage and closed his eyes to sleep.

Ivan leaned away from the table as he polished his rifle wich was in pieces while he worked at forming a plan in his head. They would have to be in the barn as the house had burnt down. He smelt food before he heard Matthew coming in.

"Francis and I made dinner."

Ivan nodded as he decided on a plan. He would ask them for their opinion after dinner.

Ivan got up and went with them to the dining room table.

It was freshly caught and smoked salmon with baked potatoes and a few side dishes, the table was set for them already. Ivan had to appreciate the smell and sight of the meal.

"It looks wonderful." Ivan complemented as he pulled out a chair for Matthew.

Matthew smiled slightly and sat down, Ivan sat beside him while Francis sat across from them.

None of them went to speak while they helped themselves, filling their plates with fish, potatoes, salad and rice. It was a large amount of food, their bodies required more substance than the average person.

After they finished and the plates were cleared, Ivan had Matthew and Francis sit down to start explaining the plane to them.

It was simple really.

Francis and Matthew where to go around back get in a sneak Kuma out. Ivan would distract the others near the front. They would then have select members of the Canadian military jump in and assist them if need be. As far as any of them knew, Kuma's kidnappers were just a bunch of drunks-

Matthew fell to the floor.

Both Ivan and Francis dived to prevent Matthew from hitting his head on the table.

Ivan noted a spot on Matthew's shoulder that felt almost hot to the touch.

"Mattoui?!" Francis pulled Matthew close to his chest cradling him.

"Bring him upstairs to the bed," Ivan ordered Francis who immediately lifted Matthew up and ran out to go do as asked.

Ivan grabbed his cell putting it in his pocket and followed. He planned on trying to get in contact with either America or England. He hadn't told Matthew that he didn't want him going on the rescue mission with them. He wanted the others instead.

Not because he thought Matthew was weak, no he knew Matthew was strong and good with a gun.

But because of the bond between Matthew and Kuma. Matthew could pass out or blow their cover by accident. He couldn't risk having Matthew get hurt or held hostage. His plan was simple and needed those who could sneak in and get out without a problem.

He found Francis and Matthew in the bedroom.

Matthew was struggling to breathe, possible cracked rib or crushed lung or windpipe?

Francis pushed Matthew down on the bed and raised his shirt to check.

Ivan rushed in to Matthew's side just in time to see that it was in fact, a crushed lung. Ivan sat down on the side of the bed and held Matthew's hand. The lung would heal on its own.

"Stay with him, I'll call the others," Francis said as he stood up.

Shocked, Ivan questioned, "How did you..."

Francis bit his lip, "He can't come, he has to stay and trust us."

Ivan nodded as he turned to Matthew ignoring Francis while he left them alone.

"I-Ivan." Matthew whimpered, a little bit of blood trailing down Matthew chin from a bit lip," H-h-hurts!"

Ivan frowned, and kissed Matthew's forehead, "I know it hurts, just breath. I'm right here."

It hurt Ivan to watch Matthew in pain. Yeah, he had seen thousands of people in worse conditions, but none he cared about so much. Matthew made him smile and laugh with unexpected and shy kisses.

Matthew clung to Ivan shaking. Lest, he did so with one arm. He feared the other felt dislocated and broken. It would feel normal after a while, maybe an hour or two?

Ivan laid down and held Matthew close.

The two of them laid there for the night, falling asleep after a couple of hours, Matthew fell asleep once the pain subsided.

Ivan forced himself to stay awake for awhile longer before grabbing the quilt at the bottom of the bed and laid it over the both of them.

Meanwhile, Francis sat at the table using Matthew's phone to call first Arthur.

"Canada?" Arthur asked hesitantly like he couldn't remember the name properly.

"Non, it is me, mon cheir, do NOT hang up on me," Francis warned, "I need to talk to you about our babe Matthew."

Arthur sighed, "Did you turn him into a pervert like you?"

"Of course not, anyways. You need to come here, Kuma, Matthew's polar bear has been kidnapped."

Silence

"Arthur, did you hear me?"

"Yes, but what do you mea-"

"As I said, Kuma has been kidnapped and we need to get him back."

Francis quickly explained what was happening.

"Alright, I'll grab a few things and head on my way."

"Good, Ivan has made a plan and I'll fill you in when you get here."

Arthur hung up leaving Francis to call Alfred. Francis looked for the wine before that call.

"Matthew needs you to be his hero and big brother. And do not give Ivan grief, he has been nothing but perfect with Matthew."

"But!"

"Non, get your fat hamburger filled ass up here by morning or so help me, I'll take her back!" Francis threatened Alfred who definitely complained a lot about Matthew being with Ivan.

"No, you can't take her, I'll be there! I promise!" Alfred whined having startled (Scared) awake by Francis's call.

"Good, I'll see you in the morning."

Francis hung up and put the phone down before rubbing his temples. god, why did he have to deal with such a difficult family? He had grabbed a wine glass but decided to screw it. He uncorked the wine and drank it straight from the bottle.

"I am going to regret that in the morning." He said as he went to the couch and continued to drink it till the bottle was empty.

As I said, I'm thinking of doing two endings, who knows, that may change. Only a couple more chapters to go before the end!

Feels kinda weird. I might cry a bit. S.F was my first FF posted for others to see, and it was the first time I chose to share my love of Hetalia and writing with others, actually, to show my writing to people outside of classmates.

I'm going to stop myself before I get emotional here, umm yeah, review, follow and favourite and I'll see ya next time.

Meow~