To Daughter-of-RoChu. Her/His headcanon: Canada has a French side which he releases when he wants someone to fuck him and thanks to his invisibility he has given more blow jobs under the conference table during world meetings than he has outside of them.

I really hope you don't mind how it turned out. (I write these things at school and... well, I'd really prefer my teachers to NOT find this.)

As you can tell from her request and the title of this chapter; THIS IS RATED M! FINALLY, I WAS WONDERING WHEN I'D GET SOMETHING LIKE THIS!

Edit: Does this count as M rated or just a strong T?

-RMS

Canada slowly walked out of the conference room with a satisfied smirk on his face as he delicately wiped his mouth. Ah, good thing his hair was just long enough to be tied back, or else it would have made this a lot more difficult.

Leaving South Korea still trembling in his chair, wondering exactly at what just happened, with China looking at him both in disgust and concern, Canada felt accomplished.

Canada has fun with his 'job'. Being invisible did indeed have its perks.

Like giving blowjobs to unsuspecting nations underneath the meeting table. It was so much fun to see their human reactions to such an act, and even better when they try so hard to hide their reactions from the prying eyes of those that sit next to them. Canada let his smug smirk grow. France had taught him well.

Canada tugged at his hair tie, releasing his long hair from its' hold to frame his face. He made his way to the kitchen, his long legged stride easily placing more and more distance in between him and the deed he'd done.

As Canada started making his lunch, his small smirk reappeared as he went over the others he 'provided for'. Canada especially remembered Finland's reaction.

No one noticed as he slithered underneath the table, looking for someone else to prey upon. Canada held in a snicker as he saw Japans' tightly crossed legs. Japan was definitely one of his favorites. For such an old man, he had such innocent responses and his poker face was just perfect; Japan was able to stay quiet but his flaming face gave way to what he was really feeling.

Canada refocused himself, diverting his attention from Japan. Canada was quite picky about his prey; they had to be a little vulnerable and unguarded, but Canada had to be sure that they could keep quiet.

(Well, just long enough that Canada could get what he wanted and be out of the room before anyone started questioning who he chose that time.)

Canada spotted Finland sitting stiffly between Sweden at his right and Estonia on his left. Finland was perfect. Thanks to Sweden's scary aura, Finland was sitting on the edge of his seat, smashed against the left side. The thing that truly made it perfect however was Estonia rising from his seat for his speech.

Canada slowly crawled his way to Finland's lap, licking his lips excitedly at what was to come next. (Pun included.) Too bad Sweden already had Finland or else Canada would give Finland some services outside the World Meeting. You wouldn't be able to guess at how many took up his offer before.

Back in the kitchen, Canada came out of his memory of the little Finn blushing and biting his sleeve to keep quiet from the penetrating eyes of Sweden. Canada let his smirk lift up the right corner of his mouth. His prey are always too shaken up to make sense at what happened and none of the other counties would think to look under the table. Even if anyone did figure it out, who could they blame? And Canada truly doubted that anyone would really say they got a blowjob underneath the table; they'd be too embarrassed.

Canada, hearing pounding footsteps approaching the kitchen, dropped his smirk and quickly adopted the lamb personality the others identified him with. Canada slipped onto a stool just as China burst his way into the kitchen, Germany right behind him.

(Ah, Germany~ Canada remembered taking the blonde German last year at Americas' Christmas party. Canada wanted some fun and his French side was begging to be let out. Plus, Germany was just drunk enough to remember what conspired, but not with who. Funny thing was, was that Germany blamed France for it. The annoying thing was, was that France bitched to him about for the following month as Frances' bruises faded.)

China followed the dirty dishes to Canada himself, sitting quietly with a fake look of shock painted on his face.

Germany followed China's gaze and began asking Canada questions on Korea. Of course, no one would ever suspect the invisible Canada, if the remembered him that is.

Soon they were gone and Canada was left alone with his thoughts and his food.

Canada, once more, gave a smirk.