LaurMidori: I would like to request a PruCan mpreg with Canada as the mother. I'd like it to be either a month by month one shot with a well written birth scene or just a well written birth scene. Also, is this just mpreg or may we also request fpreg?

A/N: This is mostly Mpreg since I have never heard of fpreg (I know I can't believe it either) but sure you can request it! ^.^ I've never written fpreg but I can definitely try! You can comment what ship you want me to write for that. By the way, I hope you enjoy this PruCan one shot.

Month 1

The usually quiet and healthy nation of Canada was clutching the sides of his porcelain toilet as he threw up for the 3rd time that day. The silver-haired former nation of Prussia was seated on the edge of the tub, rubbing small circles into his lover's back.

"Hm you must have some really bad food poisoning or something, liebe." Prussia, better known as Gilbert, spoke softly to the Canadian.

Maybe he did eat something bad. The two did go out to eat 3 weeks ago, maybe that was it. But at the same time, that couldn't be it since Canada, also known as Matthew, was only sick for this week, the other two weeks he had been feeling fine. Maybe it was the flu? When Matthew had finished throwing up, he sat back for a moment, taking in deep breaths.

"Come on, Mein liebe, let's get you cleaned up so you can rest. Matthew just gave a slight nod.

So, Gilbert helped his boyfriend up off the floor and to the sink to wash out his mouth and splash his face with some cool water. After that, Gilbert brought Matthew to the bed for a nap.

"But I'm not tired." Matthew argued as he was laid down.

"Well you're sick and sick people need their rest." The former nation told him. "Now try to get some sleep."

"But it's noon." The Canadian protested.

"Hun, please just try to get a little rest." The ruby red-eyed man pleaded.

"Fine." The nation sighed as he pulled the covers over him.

Gilbert leaned down and pressed a kiss to Matthew's head before turning off the lamp at the nightstand and heading out the room.

Downstairs in the Canadian cabin they shared, Gilbert was seated on the couch thinking and mostly worrying. He was worried about what was happening to his little Canadian, why was he so sick and just in general what was going on. Though he kept telling himself that it was most likely just the flu. At least that's what he hoped.

Month 2

Just about two weeks later, the sickness only seemed to get worse which led both the Canadian and the Prussian to what was going on. If it wasn't the flu then what was it?

Matthew was lying down on the couch as he watched some tv. He had been lying down a lot lately though he hardly ever slept.

Gilbert walked into the living room quietly and sat in a chair beside the couch.

"How are you feeling, liebe?" The Prussian asked.

"Hm?" The Canadian hummed as his violet eyes looked up to meet his lover. "I'm feeling okay, I'm just a bit tired and feeling a little drained."

"Oh." Gilbert said in response.

With that, Matthew turned his attention back to the television, which displayed a hockey game of course.

"Maybe.." Gilbert spoke hesitantly. "Maybe you should go to a doctor.

The nation of Canada sat up and gave his lover a reassuring smile. "There's no reason for that Gil, I'm fine. It's probably just a stomach bug."

The former nation dropped it because he knew he's never win against Canada, the younger nation always assured people he was fine even when he wasn't. The truth was, Canada knew that something was wrong with him but he didn't want to bother or burden Gilbert with it so he refused on making a big fuss out of it.

-OO—OO—OO—OO—OO—

"Yes, thank you so much, I'll be there by 3." Matthew spoke over the phone with his doctor. It had been another week and the nation needed to know what was wrong with him, it really started to scare him. So, he scheduled an appointment with his personal doctor to be examined.

Matthew hadn't even told his lover about calling to make an appointment because he didn't wasn't to make a fuss. Luckily, the Prussian was out with his best friends, the nation of France and the nation of Spain, so the blond didn't have to worry about making excuses on where he was going. As he got dressed in the bedroom he and his boyfriend shared, his little white bear that went by the name of Kumajiro padded into the room.

"I'll only be gone for a few hours Kuma." The nation assured the little bear. The bear gave off a nod before climbing on to the bed and curling up.

Driving to the doctor's office was definitely nerve wracking for him. He was so worried over what the doctor might say, what bad things could be happening to him right now. Though, he did try to push those thoughts away for the time being.

-OO—OO—OO—OO—OO—

Hours had passed and Gilbert was now pacing back and forth in the cabin, having been home for almost an hour now. Canada wasn't home and he wasn't even picking up his phone. It was worrying the Prussian to no end. Where was Matt? After only a half hour of worrying, the front door opened and Prussia ran straight toward it.

"Matt! I thought something happened to you! Where were you?" Gil cried as he latched on to the Canadian.

Though, Matthew was paled and in shock over what he had learned at the doctor's office. Not to mention, he was scared. Scared of how Gilbert would react to this if he told him.

"I-I'm fine." Matt stuttered. "I just needed some fresh air."

"O-Oh." Gilbert stuttered back in response.

Matt couldn't tell the Prussian, at least not now.

He couldn't tell Gil that he was pregnant with their child.

And so, the next few weeks of sickness and lack of energy were still going on but with Gilbert still very unaware.

Month 3

Matthew had been careful to remember exactly how many weeks and months along he was. Currently, he was only in the first week of his third month. He of course was still getting morning sickness, which cause Gil to become even more suspicious every day, but still Canada was not very set on telling him. How would that conversation even start?

Matt had just got out the shower, a blue towel wrapped around his waist as he looked in the full length mirror. One of his fingers reached down and poked the now rounder belly. You could hardly tell he was even expecting but if you felt it, it felt hard and you could definitely tell then. He let out a little sigh as he turned sideways to see how big he had look from the side. He looked no different though and he was thankful for that at least.

-OO—OO—OO—OO—OO—

Just a week later, both Gil and Matt could see strange new changes with the Canadian. He had one incredible sweet tooth, not to mention crazy cravings.

"What do you want for breakfast?" Gil asked one morning as he rummaged through the fridge.

"Pancakes.." Matt said as he thought. "And wurst. Could you maybe make some?"

"Wurst? Are you sure?" Gil asked as he cocked an eyebrow.

"Mhmm. Oh! And some caramel topping yum." Matt smiled before getting up and looking through a cabinet. Though he was incredibly confused, Gil got to work on making wurst while Matt got out some stuff for pancakes.

-OO—OO—OO—OO—OO—

Nearing the end of his third month of pregnancy, Matthew was much more moodier. That only made him contemplate on telling Gil about everything sooner. It was becoming quite obvious anyway..

On the couch, Matthew sat, cuddling Kumajiro in his lap as he watched a movie on television. Gilbert walked right in and went to sit next to his lover.

"Gosh Matt, you're taking up the whole couch." Gil chuckled as he sat down.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN, ARE YOU CALLING ME FAT?" Matthew shouted as he glared at the Prussian.

Gilbert couldn't even process what was going on at the moment. He had never heard Matt raise his voice, let alone curse like that.

"But that's not what-" Gil protested.

"NO, YOU KNOW WHAT FUCK YOU. WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE CALLING ME FAT?!" Matt stood up, sending Kuma on the floor. "I DON'T NEED TO TAKE YOUR SHIT."

With that, he stormed out of the living room and to the kitchen.

"What the fucking fuck was that?" Gilbert muttered under his breath.

Only minuets later, there was loud sobbing from the kitchen, which sent Gilbert running over there. When he reached the kitchen, he could see Canada crying with a pickle jar in his hand.

"I-I can't open it!" Canada wailed.

"Here I got it." Prussia told him sweetly before taking the jar. He twisted it open them handed it back to Matt.

"Yay!" Matt giggled happily. "Thanks so much, you're the best!"

With that, the Canadian walked back to the living room, munching on a pickle. Gilbert felt more confused than he had ever felt in his whole life.

Month 4

By now, Matt had been wearing noting but over sized sweaters to hide his now obvious baby bump. He still hadn't told Gil about this due to the fact that just the thought of that conversation made him nervous. Gil wasn't an idiot though, he knew something was definitely up with Matt and he was hoping maybe the Canadian would tell him soon.

Heading back to the bedroom from having been in the living room, all Matt wanted to do was sleep since he was so tired. He was always exhausted but could hardly ever sleep which bothered him to no end. When he got upstairs, Gil was already in bed in an attempt to fall asleep. Matt lie in bed and let out a sigh in relief before turning to his side. Gil noticed his boyfriend slip into bed so he turned to face the Canadian.

"Hey cutie, wanna do it?" Gil smirked at his lover.

God knows Matt wanted to say yes but he couldn't. He'd been avoiding getting nude in front of Gil and having sex would definitely give that up. Matt let out a little whine at the Prussians words. The Canadian's hormones were going crazy and he had such an increased sex drive lately that the offer was absolutely torture.

"N-No, not tonight Gil." Matt said as he gave a small smile.

"But babe, I'm horny and you look so hot right now!" Gil complained.

"I'm just not in the mood, sweetie." The younger nation lied before turning over.

There was a momentary silence before Gil spoke again. "So… tomorrow?"

"Hm maybe." Matt told him.

-OO—OO—OO—OO—OO—

Matt had just got out of the shower after being in there for an hour examining his belly. He was already almost 5 months along. In fact, he would be at 5 months in just a few days. His belly was getting so big it was a wonder how Gil hadn't noticed yet. He grabbed a towel off of the towel rack and wrapped it up around his waist. The Canadian looked in to the full length mirror, it was almost routine, and he poked at his belly like he did every day. It was so hard to believe that there was a tiny life in there, something he and Gil had created all their own.

"Finally you're out!" Gil exclaimed with a smile on his face as he barged in the bathroom.

Matthew shrieked when he came in so rudely and forgot about his visible belly. Gil's eyes wandered down to Matt's belly and just like that it hit him like a truck. Everything fit together, the fact that he had been throwing up before, his weird cravings, and his crazy mood swings. Matt was pregnant.

"Matt… you're…: Gil began and at that point, Matthew felt like crying. He was sure that Gil would hate him for this.

"I-I'm so sorry Gil… I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I know you probably hate me now but I didn't mean to- I-I'm sorry…" Matt sobbed as tears spilled down over his now chubbier cheeks.

Did he really think I'd hat him..? Gil wondered.

"Oh prinzessin." Gil smiled warmly.

The Prussian walked over to his lover and kneeled down in front of him so Matt's belly was in his face.

"How can I hate the mother of my child?" Gil asked rhetorically before kissing the younger nation's belly.

"You're not mad?" Matt asked cautiously.

"If anything I'm happy! I'm gonna have an awesome little me running around here really soon!" Gil chuckled. "I've gotta tell West!"

With that, he stood up and ran out the room to brag to his little brother. That left Matt smiling happily while rubbing his belly.

Month 5

Sometime later, Matt explained to Gil that he was already 5 months now. Both were quite happy to be having a child of their own, a tiny person they could both love forever. While Matthew read different books about parenting, Gil figured that he'd just wing it and learn on the way. Not only was the couple excited but, pretty much every other nation was excited. Gil had told his little brother Ludwig, Ludwig had told his friends Kiku and Feliciano and Feliciano told Feliks and well Feliks told everyone else. The Prussian and the Canadian didn't mind though, instead they were grateful that people were so happy for them.

One day in the middle of Matt's 5th month of pregnancy, he scheduled an appointment to have an ultrasound with his personal doctor. The couple could hardly wait and the excitement only grew as they got to the building. When they were called to see the doctor, Matt had a huge but sweet smile on his face while Gil on the other hand had a mischievous grin on his face like always.

"It seems that your baby is doing very well. Very healthy." Matt's doctor, Ms. Fortin, told them both as she passed the ultrasound wand over Matt's big belly.

"That's good and all but when am I gonna be able to find out the gender of by awesome little one?" Gil asked.

"I could tell you now if you'd like." Doctor Fortin offered.

"No..I don't want to know, I want it to be a surprise." Matt told her.

"But Matty-" Gil whined.

"Please Gil?" Matt pleaded, looking up at the Prussian with big violet eyes.

"Okay fine, liebe." Gil said, rolling his eyes.

-OO—OO—OO—OO—OO—

Matt was in the kitchen, making a peanut butter, pickle and honey sandwich. Suddenly he felt a weird movement in his belly followed by three "tap" feelings against the lower side of his tummy.

"Gil!" He called out. Gilbert immediately ran in to the kitchen in a panic.

"What happened?" Gil wondered as he caught his breath.

"I-I think the baby kicked.." Matt told him as he placed a hand at the side of his belly.

"Really?" Gil smiled excitedly before going to feel. Their baby kicked a few times against the Prussian's hand.

"That's so fucking awesome!" Gil exclaimed.

Month 6

The sixth month of Matt's pregnancy went pretty well all in all. Matthew had to go out and buy maternity clothes because his got too small for his now very big belly. Ever since the baby kicked that one time in the kitchen, it now seems like the baby never wants to stop kicking or moving for that matter. Matt's brother, America, and his former caretakers England and France came over for a visit. They were fussy over Canada, doing lots of stuff for him but Canada never seemed to mind. America was very curious about his brother's belly and how weird it was that a baby could be in there. He acted just like an excited kid.

Everyone had talked about throwing Matt a baby shower soon since the baby would be here in just three months. America wanted it to be big and amazing while France thought about doing something extravagant. England just thought about doing something simple. Matt liked simple and thought that's how the party should go.

A week after the other three nations left, Gil decided to start fixing up the nursery for their baby. Canada was told he couldn't help because paint fumes weren't good for the baby so Gil called his little brother to come help. It only took a few days before the nursery was finished. It ended up being painted yellow and purple since they didn't know the gender and it had matching French furniture.

Month 7

As promised, Matt's caretakers and his brother threw the couple a baby shower at Canada's house. Every nation came and it was pretty fun.

"I'm so happy for you!" Elizabeta, the nation of Hungary, smiled as she rubbed Matt's even larger belly.

"Oh thank you so much." Matt nodded with a smile.

"I know how much of a jerk Prussia can be so make sure he treats you right." Elizabeta told him. "If he hurts you I'll be sure to kick his butt."

"Heh alright, I'll be sure to do that." Matt chuckled.

"Oh uh Mr. Canada..?" A timid voice asked.

Matt turned around to see Lili, the small nation of Liechtenstein.

"Yes, Lili?" Matt smiled kindly.

"Do you think I could babysit once the little one is born?" Lili asked.

"That sounds wonderful, of course you can!" Canada nodded cheerfully.

"OKAY LISTEN UP DUDES! IT'S PRESENT TIME!" America exclaimed.

All the nations gathered up as the presents were handed to Matt, who was now sitting on the couch with Gil.

France and England bought a few clothes for both a boy and a girl, America bought baseball designed clothes since he was convinced it was going to be a boy, Italy bought plushies, Germany bought fairytale story books to read to the baby, Japan bought plushies as well as diapers, Russia bought the baby even more stuffed animals, China bought toys to play with, Lithuania and Poland bought clothes for a little girl, Estonia and Latvia bought clothes for a boy, Taiwan bought hats and accessories for the baby's hair, Sealand brought a stuffed doll he made himself, Finland and Sweden bought different sheets and designer blankets for the crib, Iceland, Denmark, and Norway chipped in together to buy a highchair and a play pen for the baby, and Hungary and Austria sowed hand made clothed for the baby as well as bought diapers.

Matt couldn't even express how grateful he was to everyone, they all cared so much.

All in all, the 7th month was a great month, well, beside the aches and sleeping troubles.

Month 8

Matt was becoming more anxious seeing as though the baby could be born any moment now. Gil was even more anxious, always worrying about Matt and asking if the Canadian was alright every few minuets.

One day, while lying down in an attempt to take a nap, Canada felt terrible pains in his body. He thought they were just Braxton hicks but no, they hurt much more worse.

"Gil!" Matt shouted as he sat up.

Gil heard his lover from the living room and quickly ran upstairs. When he got there, he saw Canada clutching his huge belly with a distressed look on his face.

"I think it's time!" Matt grunted out.

The couple both agreed on having the baby at home because it made Matt feel more comfortable. Gil got out his cell phone and called the midwife they were going to have help deliver the baby. She told them that she would be there as soon as possible.

An hour passed by and the midwife still was not there. This baby really needed to come out of Matt he could feel it. Gil sat beside Matt and held his hand through the contraction-filled hour.

"Gil." Matt huffed. "I think I need to push."

Gil knew what to do in case he had to deliver the baby, Canada's doctor taught him just how to do everything. So, dreadfully, Gil walked to the bathroom and started gathering up what he needed to deliver this baby. The Prussian returned with a few towels, medical scissors, and a few more blankets. The former nation helped Matt get more comfortable and into position for what was about to come. Of course, Gil had fought some of the most dangerous nations in the world in horrific battle but this was worse, he was delivering a baby!

"Okay." Prussia said as he got between Matt's legs. "Push when you really feel like you have to."

As if on que, a huge contraction hit Matt and he was pushing with the strength he had. He waited every time a contraction came along and within 3 contractions; the baby's head was almost out. Gilbert had to resist the urge to throw up or freak out. Instead he placed his hands on the baby's head and helped ease it out.

"This is so unawesome." Gil muttered to himself. "Okay push again! The head is almost out!"

Matt nodded and pushed again, really hard at that, and that did the trick. The baby's head was out and how that left the hardest part, the shoulders.

"Okay, prinzessin, you're doing great! Almost there!" Gil assured him.

It took a few more pushes and the baby's shoulders were out.

"One more." Gil told Matt.

Matt nodded weakly before pushing again, with all his might, and into this world a baby was born.

Crying and wailing as the infant came into the world, Gil already felt himself tear up. The Prussian cut the umbilical cord carefully and cleaned off the baby before wrapping the newborn up in a towel.

"Is the baby okay?" Matt asked softly.

"Yes Mattie." Gil smiled as he crawled back up to his boyfriend. "Our little girl is just fine."

"O-Oh it's a girl?" Matt asked, a smile reaching his lips.

"Yep and she looks just as awesome as I do!" Gil said proudly as he placed their daughter in the Canadian's arms.

The baby girl looked up at her mother with violet eyes even though she still cried. Matthew took in her features, she had a pale blonde patch of wavy hair on her head with a curl springing from it, and she was far too red and flushed to see what color her skin was but from Matthew thought, he figured she would be just as pale as Gil was.

"I think we should name her Kirsten." Matt spoke quietly.

"Really? A German name?" Gil wondered.

Matt nodded in response before kissing Kirsten's head lovingly.

((A/N: This was sooooo long. Sorry if it was too long! I think it was pretty good actually! I am filling more requests tomorrow as well so be on the look out lovelies!))