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Canada x World, America x Canada

Rated: T

Translations: Pee Chai = Thai for 'Big Brother' (I think so)

Gege = Chinese (Mandarin) for 'Big Brother'

America was not amused as England stared at him neutrally.

"Did I hear that right?" America sounded annoyed as he casually picked at his ear, "Are you telling me what I can and can't do?" He asked, staring England down, though the Brit did not waver. He, instead, simply nodded and stood his ground.

Alfred smirked, "Heh," He snickered, bright eyes darkening, "Do you remember the last time you tried to tell me what to do?" The American hummed, and England now looked a bit unnerved, "I had a fun little tea party and then came a nice little revolution," America frowned heavily, angry that England would even dare to tell him to stay away from Canada, "What do you think I'll do now?"

England was prepared for this, "Matthew is better off alone," Arthur argued, "As you had said, Matthew is 'messed up in the head' when it comes to love. What makes you think that you can fix that?" The Brit proceeded cautiously, knowing that this was a sore subject, "He will only end up hurting you, even if it is entirely unintentional."

"And who's fault do you think that is?!" America roared, "Mattie doesn't deserve to be alone for the rest of his existence! Not when I'm there...." Alfred trailed off, glaring at Arthur, "I don't care what you say or do, nothing will stop me because Canada needs someone to fix him. And I'm going to do that!" America gave England one impressive glare and was about to walk off when England grabbed his arm to stop him, "What....!?" America snarled, a bit angry, though he stopped when he saw England's solemn gaze.

Neither of the nations noticed the red pair of glinting eyes behind the corner....

"Who?" Taiwan blinked confusedly, and Canada simply sighed, though he wasn't too upset, "But, I have noticed that you sit with Yao-gege a lot now," Mei timidly stated, shuffling a bit, "Do you like him?" She asked curiously, batting her lashes in an attempt to look more innocent.

Canada was taken back and his mouth hung open for a few moments and he blushed and struggled to bring himself back together, "N-no! What gave you that idea?!" He stuttered a bit, and then soured when he thought of his situation with America. He still didn't know what to think...

Taiwan shrugged and both nations jumped when the door to the room was abruptly thrown open; another nation stomped into the room, "Mei, have you taken my clothing once again – ana?!" The Asian did not sound amused and Canada took a few hesitant steps backward. Taiwan blinked, and seemed slightly surprised.

"Pee Chai," Taiwan began, speaking in Thai for a moment, looking a bit cautious because she knew that this was slightly out of character for this nation, ".... Canada needed to borrow clothes and yours were the only ones that would fit him." She batted her lashes again and Thailand, who usually had that casual smile on his face, turned his eyes to Canada.

"Why?" He asked, a bit annoyed that Taiwan would just take his clothes without his consent.

"Because I spilled food on them," Taiwan butt in before Canada could even speak, "Should we go eat together?" Mei suggested, knowing that Thailand was in a bad mood for the past few weeks because of the current political struggles in his country, "And you shouldn't take out your aggression on us! I mean, look at my government! My parliament gets into fights, like, everyday!" Taiwan could not help but add in and that didn't help the situation any better.

Canada saw Thailand tense at Taiwan's words and quickly stood in before the Thai-man could get any angrier, "I'm sorry! If you need your clothes, then I'll take them off and give them to you now!" He apologised and Thailand looked at him for a moment, before deflating slightly.

"I am sorry – ana," Thailand sighed, putting on an apologetic grin, "Political unrest – I'm sure you know how it is." The Asian nation rubbed the back of his head in a sheepish manner and Canada nodded solemnly, knowing exactly how it felt because of that business with Québec and the separatists.

"Now, then – we should go have some Pad Thai to make you feel better!" Taiwan eagerly said, glad to see her brother back to his usual self, "And you should come too, Canada." Mei invited kindly.

"I'm always up for it – ana," Thailand brightened, his smile widening, "My Pad Thai is the best!" He boasted to Canada, who smiled shyly at him and accepted the invitation because Asian food was usually very good.

Thailand seemed kind enough and Canada just needed to forget about America for the moment....

Nation # 38 Thailand ~ Francis' notes....

Special kinks/turn ons – (The Thai loves Pad Thai) – The food will always cheer up Thailand. Ahh ~ my relations with Thailand have been so.... interesting the past few centuries. Thailand has always managed to resist me and my perfect charm. He was never amused with me for taking Vietnam as a colony either.... I am not too fond of Thailand's food, but I must say that it is much better than Matthieu's poutine.... so many calories!!

Matthew pouted as he shut the book and hid it from Taiwan's view and was firm in his mind that poutine was awesome, no matter how many calories it held!

Canada and Taiwan sat in the kitchen as Thailand prepared his national dish, looking far better than he did not too long ago, "So, is it Hong Kong that you like?" Taiwan asked casually and Canada almost fell off his chair at her rather forward question, "I mean, you talk to him the most when you visit Yao-gege." Mei added quickly.

Thailand snickered at Canada's intense blush, "Yes, Vietnam and I noticed that as well. He actually seems fond of you, though it is kind of hard to tell – ana." The nation teased as he checked on his food and waited for the Canadian's answer.

"We get along because we were both England's colonies at one point," Canada quietly stated in an embarrassed tone, "He's nice to me." Matthew shrugged, looking away from either nation's stare.

Taiwan pouted at the answer and Canada looked a bit clueless at her reaction. Thailand smirked at Mei's action, "Don't mind her – ana. You know girls are when it comes to the one that they lik–" And Taiwan quickly cut off Thailand before he could say anymore.

"And what about you and Vietnam?!" Mei deflected, her cheeks painted pink as she darted her eyes away and grew annoyed when Thailand simply snickered again and Canada eyes grew understanding.

"What about it – ana? We are not talking about me," Thailand smiled wider when the food was ready and quickly threw each serving on a plate, "And what about you, Canada? You better tell Mei that you like someone else other than Hong Kong, or she will maim you – ana." Thailand joked, putting the Pad Thai in front of the blond nation and sitting beside him.

Taiwan glared and Canada tensed, stuffing the food in his mouth so he couldn't answer. His indigo eyes widened when he realised just how spicy the food was and his mouth burned in response, "Easy, there." Thailand patted Canada on the back in a friendly way, smiling at the Canadian's eagerness to eat his food.

"Well?" Taiwan demanded, taking dainty bites of her food while Thailand took eager swallows of his national dish, "Do you like Hong Kong?!"

"N-no, not like that," Canada mumbled, his cheeks burning red, "A-America...." His voice was so low that neither Taiwan nor Thailand could hear him anymore, "T-this is really good!" Matthew was quick to compliment, anxious to change the topic, even if the food was very spicy.

"Thank you – ana," Thailand's cheery face was genuine, "And you can keep those clothes if you want." The Asian casually waved off and Canada smiled at him shyly, seeing how friendly he was.

"Do you like Vietnam?" He asked hesitantly, unsure if he was crossing any lines by asking something so personal. Matthew simply desired to see and observe other nations in relationships because maybe he was just wrong about them.

"Ahh ~ Vietnam," Thailand grinned, not really answering, though his eyes brightened behind his glasses, "So, how do you like my Pad Thai – ana?" The nation easily switched topics and neither seemed to really notice.

"It's very good," Canada's answer was certain as he smiled shyly, "I'll make you some pancakes sometime in return." Matthew said quietly, watching as Thailand's eyebrows raised.

"Oh, that's right. Canada is famous for maple syrup – ana," Thailand stated with fact, and Canada beamed with happiness that the Thai nation would know such a thing, "Yes – I think I would enjoy that."

Taiwan stayed quiet, not sure she wanted to be noticed because of the potential slip up she had with vaguely mentioning her current infatuation. She, instead, simply sulked and stuffed her mouth with noodles.

The silence was comfortable until the door abruptly slammed open, causing two nations to jump while Thailand simply looked back lazily to see who it was. The two Asians raised their brows at the unexpected presence and Canada simply blinked as a hand grabbed his sleeve to pull him from the chair.

"Hey – Birdie, you have a minute?" Prussia asked, though didn't wait for an answer as he pulled the Canadian from the chair, away from Thailand and Taiwan. Canada choked, eyes wide as Thailand only smiled and waved while Taiwan looked absolutely shocked.

"P-Prussia – what is it?!" Matthew gasped, vaguely feeling Gilbert's pet chick land on his unruly hair, but largely ignored it, "Is there something wrong?!"

"Hell yeah." Prussia snorted, stopping a ways from the kitchen and stopped to stare at the Canadian intently with his red eyes, obviously making Canada very uncomfortable as he shifted nervously. The former nation knew it was probably wrong of him to deceive the Canadian, but he honestly didn't care.

This was Matthew; someone who was sweet and kind and caring and far too cute for someone like America and Prussia never, never, never, ever forgot who Canada was.

America didn't deserve Canada – that was simply fact.

Canada grew very nervous as Prussia trapped him against the wall with both arms, "What is it, Prussia?" He asked quietly, vaguely wondering if America was going to burst out of the wall or something because that seemed like something Alfred would do or something similar to that....

Prussia closed his red eyes and breathed in deeply and mentally prepared himself for Canada's potential heartbreak, "America doesn't want you," He said bluntly, looking at Canada intently as he visibly tensed with an upset face, "I don't think he ever wanted you. It was all practise for him – he wanted England. He always wanted England." Gilbert murmured and Matthew swallowed nothing and his breathing quickened in a panic.

"W-what?!" Canada gasped, hearing what he had thought deep down was actually true; that America didn't really want him and it was all just a cruel joke. His heart crumbled and he didn't know why and his face grew hot and his eyes pricked with tears. He didn't even bother to think if this was untrue or not as his fears were prodded at.

"Yeah, the bastard. I saw him all comfy with England earlier," Prussia went on casually, slightly sorry that Canada had to hurt for a moment, but it would work out because Matthew would be happy with him, "But..." Gilbert leaned in and Matthew looked up – completely mortified that there were actual tears in his eyes.

The chick chirped from his perch, but neither nation cared and Prussia finally leaned in and did what he had wanted to do for a long while and simply didn't notice it until America had made him realise that he wanted to.

Canada had noticed one particular detail as Prussia kissed him hard–

"I want you."

–And that was he didn't use the word love...

...Not like America had.

Ugh – yeah, I'm kinda depressed because the reviews have dropped down so significantly (T^T)..... and it honestly makes me lose interest in this particular story and while I will never discontinue it, the wait times between updates will probably be longer than normal if it continues. So, please take the time to review if you have in the past!