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Canada x World, America x Canada
Rated: T
The silence, on Canada's part, was very awkward.
Matthew fidgeted nervously, not knowing what to say or do. He looked everywhere but America's face, deeply regretting inviting Alfred out on a date.
America seemed to notice this, "Mattie," Alfred's tone was amused, catching Matthew's attention, "You just need to relax. You don't need to act any different than you normally do." America grinned cheerfully, trying to encourage Canada to calm down and just enjoy their lunch date.
"But," Canada sighed, squeezing Kumajirou tighter. The bear let out a low comforting rumble, but it didn't help him in the least, "T-this..." He finished lamely, looking around at the small cafe that he and Australia had frequented a few times to avoid eye-contact with America.
"Just think of this as a normal outing, then," America didn't think that Canada would be this shy, but it wasn't too surprising. After all, the nation had been raised by both England and France; who both had completely opposite ideas when it came to expressing affection. It was no wonder that Matthew was confused, "But, you still have to kiss me when the date is done!" America quickly added, grinning cheekily at Canada's horribly blushing face.
The blond Canadian mumbled something, "What? I didn't hear that." America raised a brow, watching with amusement as Matthew struggled to say what he wanted.
"I've only ever kissed one other nation before." He quietly confessed, noting that America suddenly looked a bit serious. Alfred frowned, seemingly sipping his soft drink calmly.
"Who was it?" He asked in a falsely casual voice, trying to look a bit disinterested, though failing horribly, "It wasn't France, was it?" He asked in some horror, "Or Holland? Was it Prussia!?" Alfred's voice grew a bit demanding as he started to list a few other nations off.
"No, it was Katyusha," Canada muttered, wanting nothing more than to hide under a rock, "We've only done it a few times." He added shyly, regretting bringing up the conversation.
America sighed, seeing it wasn't as bad as he thought it was. Ukraine was okay, even if she was that Commie-bastard's sister, "Well, whatever. As long as you don't sleep with France and them, I'm good." He waved off, not noticing how Canada suddenly narrowed his eyes.
"What does it matter if I sleep with France? Haven't you?" He asked, somewhat coldly. Alfred blinked, obviously taken back by his hard tone.
"It matters because I like you," America said seriously, "I only slept with France once as a payback for helping me with my Revolution. And I didn't expect anything else." He added, "But, all of your friends just want to get into your pants and then dump you. You need new ones." He said flatly, still a bit oblivious to Canada's rising anger.
"And what do you think I've been trying to do?!" Canada snapped, "But, you keep interfering with that!" Matthew sipped his own drink angrily, trying to cool down to salvage their pathetic date.
"Whoah," America held his arms up in surrender, "Don't tase me, Bro!" The blond American snickered at Canada's cute pouty face, almost cooing and wanting to pinch his cheeks.
"Look, Bruder! It is America and Canada!" A new quiet voice interrupted their silence and both North Americans' glanced up to see Liechtenstein and Switzerland. The small female nation ran up to them eagerly; her green eyes looking at Kuamjirou fiercely while Switzerland trailed behind with disinterest.
"Hello, Liechtenstein," Canada greeted politely, while America squinted at the girl, almost looking a bit clueless as to what nation she was exactly. It wasn't too surprising to the Canadian, as Liechtenstein wasn't one of the more well-known nations, "Bonjour, Switzerland." He switched to French for Vash, who simply nodded at the greeting.
"And where the hell is Liechtenstein?" America grumbled, trying to picture it on a map, but failing miserably. Geography had never been his best subject and he shrugged as he lost interest.
"Can I touch your bear?" Lilli pleaded and Matthew smiled as he handed over Kumajirou over to her. The polar bear sulked, not liking to be in the mysterious nation's hands as she petted him softly.
"I've heard that you have a pretty good shot," Switzerland casually butted in and America and Canada immediately knew what he was talking about when he was gesturing to the gun strapped to his back, "I want to see it." Vash said firmly and without argument.
America blinked, surprised, "I thought that you didn't like guns, Mattie!" Alfred was well aware of how good of a sniper his northern counterpart was, but he wasn't too amused as Switzerland and Liechtenstein were ruining his date with Canada.
"Just because I have gun control doesn't mean I don't know how to use a gun," Canada mumbled, blinking indigo eyes when Switzerland suddenly grabbed his arm, "You want to see it right now?!"
"There's a target range not too far from here," Switzerland stated, quickly glaring to America, "Stay here and watch Lilli for me," He ordered, fingers threateningly going for his gun when America looked ready to protest, "We won't take too long, Lilli." Vash's voice was considerably softer as he spoke to his adopted sister.
"Okay, Bruder!" Liechtenstein was still eagerly petting Kumajirou, now sitting on Camada's seat while America looked grumpily away; head resting on his hands as he glared at nothing, watching as Switzerland dragged Canada away. He glanced at Lilli and sighed, choosing to stay silent.
Damn, why did his first date with Canada have to be ruined by that gun-toting Swiss?
Nation # 36 Switzerland (Vash Zwingli) ~ Francis' notes....
Special kinks/turn ons – (The Swiss has some sort of gun fetish) – Switzerland does not go anywhere without his rifle with him. I have never seduced Switzerland either because he will not allow me near him and I do not feel like getting shot by trying. With his gun fetish, I would not be surprised to find out if Switzerland is into BDSM. Hmmph ~ I wonder if Matthieu would ever be willing to try it...
Canada slammed the book back into his pocket, his face going red as he watched Switzerland finish loading his gun with the ammo and wishing that he didn't take the chance to read the black book while Vash was distracted, "Are you ready, Canada?" Switzerland asked in a no-nonsense tone, handing him the rifle as he stood off to the side.
Canada held the gun familiarly, knowing exactly how to handle it because he loved to hunt and he had been one of the best snipers during WWII, "I'm ready." He murmured, adjusting the eye and ear protection as he aimed at the target that was rather far away. Switzerland stayed absolutely silent, watching intently as the Canadian took his first shot.
Vash nodded knowingly as Matthew easily hit the centre of the target board, having a feeling that the Arctic nation wouldn't miss, "So, it is true," Switzerland said, watching as Canada took each shot with precise accuracy, "You are a good shot." Vash confirmed, though he also could have hit each target just as easily.
"One of my own does have the longest shot-kill record," Canada stated shyly, putting the gun and the protection down, "And I do enjoy hunting." He added quietly and Switzerland acknowledged that.
"This is an easy target range. We will go on a tougher one on another time," The Swiss nation stated, watching Canada with emerald eyes to see if he would disagree. The European was content to say nothing when Matthew simply went along with the idea, looking a little bright, "I should get back to Lilli now. Who knows what America is saying to her." Vash rolled his eyes, somewhat regretting to leave his precious sister with the American.
"Alfred isn't too bad," Canada smiled a bit, defending his brother, "And Kumajirou is there to protect Liechtenstein if need be." He added, laughing shyly when Switzerland merely grumbled under his breath the whole back to the cafe, practically running back to the specific table that held the two nations.
"So, are you actually with Switzerland or whatever?" America asked Liechtenstein, though his whole posture shouted of his disinterest of the conversation, "I mean, you can't be as young as you look." Alfred yawned, oblivious to Lilli's embarrassment and her pink-stained face.
"Bastard-American!" Switzerland growled, slipping the rifle off his shoulder and aiming it for America's arm. Matthew blinked, not reacting fast enough as Vash actually shot Alfred in the arm. America yelped at the sudden pain that shot through his body and Liechtenstein gasped, completely ignoring America as she looked happily at her brother.
Luckily, the cafe, being at this time of day, was rather isolated and bare, but Canada ignored his surroundings as he ran to America, looking extremely concerned, "Alfred, are you okay?!" He asked as he looked at America, who was slumped a bit against his chair with a slightly pained face.
"Mattie!" America gasped dramatically, milking the wound for all its worth. Of course, since he was the strongest nation on Earth, a little gun shot wound was nothing more than a little sting, but Canada looked so cute with that concerned face of his! "No, I need you to kiss me all better!" The American sang, leaning up to steal a quick peck from Matthew's lips.
"Alfred!" Canada squeaked, pulling back mortified that America had been taking advantage of him like that, "I thought that you were really hurt!" He huffed, frowning as Alfred snickered at him.
"But, I am ~ Mattie! You need to take care of me now!" Alfred smiled cheerfully, despite just being shot in the arm, "C'mon, let's get away from Switzerland and Liechtenstein," He muttered, glaring back at Vash when he noticed that the Swiss nation was glaring at him, "You owe me some Swiss chocolate for that, dude!" Alfred mumbled, holding the wound to stop the bleeding.
"You were corrupting Lilli's innocence!" Switzerland snapped, rolling his green eyes, ignoring America's fuming as he turned to Canada, "I'll see you soon. Be prepared for a much tougher range." He said, watching as Liechtenstein gave back Kumajirou to Canada with a bright smile and a light blush on her face.
"Thank you, Canada!" Lilli smiled as she left the cafe area with Switzerland, leaving America and Canada alone with each other once again. Kuamjirou licked his cheek encouragingly, noticing that Matthew looked a little nervous once again.
"Why were you talking about sex with Liechtenstein?" Canada asked with exasperation, blinking his indigo eyes when America suddenly put his arm around his shoulder; his normally bright face was slightly seductive.
"Do you want to talk about sex?" America snickered at Canada's mortified face, "Sleep with me." Alfred asked, though he already knew Matthew's answer.
"A-Alfred!" Canada twitched, ripping a bit of fabric from his favourite red hoodie to use as temporary bandages for Alfred's wounded arm, "You owe me a new hoodie." He mumbled, trying to change the topic, though without success.
"Yeah, yeah, I'll buy you a new one," America waved off quickly, "Mattie, have you ever slept with anyone?" He asked, wanting to know if his precious brother was a virgin.
Canada sighed, knowing that America wouldn't leave him alone if he didn't answer now, "A few times, with a girl." He practically whispered, not saying it was Ukraine because he knew that America would say something about her being that 'Commie-bastard's' sister.
America smirked, seeing this as his chance to tease Canada, "So, tell me, who topped? You or Lady Gaga?" He snickered uncontrollably, watching as Matthew's face turned that adorable red.
"Alfred!!!!"
Ep. 53 – Prussia + Canada, in the same episode = BEST EPISODE EVER! XD, anyways I noticed that Moldova and TRNC (Turkish Republic of Northern Cyprus) have been add to the character list. I don't remember ever seeing them in a strip or a sketch, so does anyone know if they have official characters?