Yay! Last exam today, then I will be free to write fanfiction and make AMVs all summer! Not really, I do have a job and I have to babysit, but still no school for 2 months!

"Do you like it here?" Mathew asked his son while the three of them
ate their ice cream.

"Yeah! There's so much snow!"

Mathew smiled. His son seemed to be feeling better already.

He got up after a few minutes and headed for the door.

"Well I guess that this is goodbye for now."

"You're leaving?" exclaimed Kumajiro looking scared.

"You didn't tell him?"

"I didn't have time to tell him." Mathew replied staring at Ukraine,
not wanting to look his son in the eyes.

"You still have two days before the meetings start. Please
stay the night!"

Mathew, blushing because he remembered the kiss, turned away from her
before mumbling: "Fine."

"Why can't I come with you dad?" shouted Kumajiro.

"Because you have to stay here." his father replied.

"But I..."

"You are staying here Kumajiro and that's final!" he shouted.

Ukraine had never seen Mathew shout before. He seemed very angry. Kumajiro stomped out of the room and Mathew went outside to think. When Ukraine went outside to look for him, she found him shivering on her front porch.

"Here." She said, handing him a blue scarf.

"It look's like Ivan's," said Mathew, while he wrapped it around his neck.

"That's because I made both of them." She said blushing.

Mathew thought she looked really sweet when she blushed. He decided that he made the right choice bring Kuma-kun here. Ukraine was a nice person and would keep his son safe from her siblings.

"Is everything alright?" she asked, sitting down next him.

"No. My son hates me. My family ignores me. Most of the other countries don't even remember I exist. I'm invisible and I'm alone."

"You're not invisible," she said patting him on the back, "I'm sure if you spoke up a bit more everyone would pay attention!"

"You don't understand." He said staring at his feet. Ukraine had always been able to see him. That's why he supported her when she became independent. She was different, no one else acknowledged him.

"Kumajiro doesn't hate you!" she told him, "Remember when he first moved in? You told me he wouldn't even talk to you! And now he calls you dad and gets upset when you leave! He loves you."

"Besides aren't you being a little too hard on him? Sure he's sick, but couldn't you bring him to the meeting anyway? I don't think anyone would mind."

"The doctor said he only had a few months left to live."

Ukraine threw her arms around the poor guy.

"Oh Ma... man. I'm so sorry!"

Mathew wanted to cry, but the tears wouldn't come. The hug ended after
a couple of minutes. He stopped Ukraine as she walked away.

"Don't you want your scarf back?"

"Keep it as a birthday present." she said before walking away.

Mathew and his son slept in the guest room. Kumajiro still refused to
talk to him.

The stress of the past few days began to get to him. He kept dreaming
about his son's funeral and about being alone again.
He gently stroked his son's hair before leaving the small yellow room.

Mathew wanted to get something to drink maybe that would help him sleep.
He ran into Ukraine on his way to the kitchen.

"Are you alright?"

"...Don't worry about me, I'll be ok."

"Don't be stupid," she said dragging him to the couch and forcing him
to sit down, "We're friends right?"

Mathew and Ukraine talked for hours and hours. They talked about
family. They talked about the bigger, more intimidating countries that
surrounded them. They talked about everything.

Mathew hadn't talked to someone like this, except his son, for years.
He was happy that he came here.