A/N: btw there currently in there school dorm room's. Canada's dorm is him and France and Prussia's dorm has him, Italy and Greece.
Chapter 3
It was a Friday night and Prussia had a lot to think about. There was his date tomorrow, and the days weird detention, and his date, and that creepy Russia guy, and his- his thoughts where interrupted by a phone call. He switched of his iPod and picked up his phone
"This is the awesome Prussia speaking"
"Um…h-hi Prussia"
"Oh hey Canada what's up?" asked Prussia thinking should tell I him about Russia?
"Umm…where still going out tomorrow r-right?"
"Yeah, of course. What makes you say otherwise?"
"I was just checking" said Canada with a blush
"I'll be picking you up then we're going to the ice-skating rink at 11. Right?" he said also blushing a little
"Y-yer"
"Well I can't wait" he said smiling
Canada was about to reply when someone it Prussia's room started shouting "…then he wanted to make our detention longer! And it was all your fault Prussia! And then I- Greece! Stop poking me" there was a pause followed by Prussia shouting
"…And Italy, touch my iPod and you die a painful death right in front of West!"
Canada was about to say something again when his dorm room door was flung open and France entered, dropping his school bag in the entrance. "Ah, who are you on the phone to so late Mon ami?"
"Uh…a friend" said Canada blushing
"Hm? Your face is awfully red for it to be just 'a friend' "
The Canadians blush deepened and he held the phone back to his ear, in a hope that it would get France to leave him alone.
"Prussia where's the food?" he could hear Greece ask.
"Greece piss off!" Prussia yelled before adding under his breath "I just hope he doesn't actually show up…"
"What?" asked Canada, not having heard the last part.
"Oh, nothing Matthew…can I call you that?" said Prussia, quickly changing the subject
"Ah, ok" replied Canada blushing slightly at the fact that his human name was used
"Umm…you don't have to call me the awesome Prussia you know…"
"Then umm…can I call you Gilbert?"
"Sure…Matthew" said Prussia, also blushing a little. Italy begins to laugh at Prussia's awkwardness.
"Mon ami, who are you talking to?" asked France again, not happy about being ignored
"France I'm in the middle of something" said Canada
"Well your face is awfully red, are you ok?"
"Y-yes"
"It's not just a friend is it mon ami?"
Canada didn't have to answer because a few seconds later all they heard was Prussia shouting "What are you even doing here? Aren't you a teacher Mr Greece?"
"Sorry…it's just un-awesome Mr Greece eavesdropping and being creepy-" Prussia began only to be cut off by Greece saying
"Eh whatever, and I'm not creepy"
"Ah! It's Prussia, non? Ohohoho…this is interesting. Fine, fine, I'll let you be…" France began "…If I can say hi first!" he finished, grabbing the phone off Canada.
"F-France!" said Canada trying and failing to retrieve his phone.
Italy herd France through the phone and began yelling "hi Francis!" as loud as he could.
"Bonjour Italia! And Bonjour Prussia! Please be nice to Petit Mattie okay?" said France, taking over the phone.
Back in Prussia's room Italy had just taken the phone off of Prussia and was standing on a table so Prussia couldn't get it back. "Hey, how are you doing big brother?" asked Italy
"What the- gimme back my awesome phone!" yelled Prussia
"Come ci Come ca, you?" said France
"Bene, but…" he pauses to keep the phone out of Prussia's reach "…I could be better"
"I see, I see" said France.
"Gosh, Prussia's being such an idiot today! Anyway how is Canada? Tell him I said hi!" Italy began in a cheerful voice.
"Ah sure thing" said France, covering the speaker on the phone to talk to Canada "Italia says Bonjour"
"Hay France can you put Canada on please?" asked Italy suddenly.
Canada looked at the phone confusion when it was passed to him then, unsure of what to expect said "Umm…hi?"
"Just gimme my damn phone Feliciano!" Prussia began shouting again
"Wait!" yelled Italy as if he'd just made a huge discovery "Are you and Canada dating?"
Both rooms went silent for about a minute before Greece said "I think you said that a bit too loud"
"Because Prussia never blushes except for when he's talking to you" Italy continued on the phone.
Prussia began to turn red, out of both anger and embarrassment and muttered something along the lines of "F**king Italian"
After looking at Prussia for a few seconds he shouted "Oh my gosh you are! I'm so happy for you Canada!"
Canada's only response was to blush profoundly.
"Ok Mon ami I heard what the Italian said and I think I've understood enough" said France "Tres bien Mon ami I will leave you to talk" he finished then left the room.
Meanwhile in Prussia's room Italy had finally let his guard down enough for Prussia to get his phone back.
"Anyway this is getting a little hectic, I'll see you tomorrow, k?" said Prussia, regaining control of the phone call.
"Ok" replied Canada
"Bye, love ya"
"m-me to"
"Bye" Prussia finished, hanging up the phone.
-Time skip-
Prussia was running late. He'd been so interested in what he should wear (which had ended up being a black short sleeved jumper with a black and blue stripy shirt under it, black fingerless gloves, a red scarf and jeans with a chain connected) that he lost track of time. He managed to get to Canada's dorm room with minutes to spare. After catching his breath he knocked on the door.
"Umm…I'll be right with you!" called Canada, followed by a loud crashing noise.
After about another minute France came to get the door. "Bonjour Prussia! Canada should be out in a minute, he's just in his room-" France was cut off by another loud crashing noise coming from Canada's room.
"Umm, what's going on in there?" Prussia asked France with worry in his voice
"…I honestly don't know" said France "but you should wait patiently like a gentleman"
"Do I LOOK like a gentleman?" asked Prussia, which was followed by another 30 seconds of silence before France knocked on Canada's door and asking.
"Oi do you need fashion tips or something? Are you ok in there?"
Canada opened the door a crack, looking out of his room in embarrassment "Y-yer I'm fine, I just got tripped by Kumakiji and crashed into a chest of draws, then knocked over a chair while I was getting up. B-but I'm ready now" he finished opening his door fully.
"Be careful mon ami! You're not even ice-skating yet!" France began.
"H-hay I'm good at ice-skating!" Canada said but was cut off by Prussia grabbing his hand.
"It's ok. The rest of the day will be better, yeah?" asked Prussia
"Yeah" agreed Canada with a smile
"You two just go have fun!" said France, pushing Prussia and Canada out the door "and Prussia, no making Canada sad, oui? I don't want a sobbing roommate."
"I won't Francis" Prussia assured him
"He wouldn't do that" said Canada
"Bein, have fun!" said France, closing the door on the two countries that had just been forced out the room.
Prussia was standing on the ice…barely. He had managed to get onto the ice then go skate to the edge if the rink.
"It's not that hard" Canada said trying not to laugh.
"Hi everyone!" called an all too familiar Italian voice from behind them.
"Is that Italy?" asked Prussia in annoyance before almost slipping and clinging to the edge of the rink. "This is so un-awesome"
"Here" said Canada, taking Prussia's hand and leading him away from the edge, the action causing both boys to blush slightly.
Suddenly a young boy skated over to him calling "Hey Canada! What are you doing here?" but before Canada could answer the boy turned to Prussia excitedly calling out "Hi I'm Sealand! Nice to meet you! So Canada why are you he-" Sealand stopped mid-sentence because he noticed that the two boys where holding hands while blushing. "Hehe, Bye!" he said skating off as fast as he'd entered.
Canada then continued to help Prussia find his balance on the ice, pulling the older boy father away from the edge "see…skating's not that hard."
A tall person in a pink scarf and a long brown coat watches from afar.
"Hey, this isn't that bad, Matthew!" said Prussia, letting go of Canada's hand. "Actually this is awesome"
"Yer…but you can still lean on me if you're going to fall" said Canada.
"O…kay" replied Prussia blushing a little.
A few seconds later Prussia stacked it. "Oww! F**k!"
"I was waiting for you, da" said a stranger, holding out there hand. After taking the hand offered to him Prussia looked up into the stranger's familiar violet eyes.
"Holy…s**t" was all he could think to say
"You said we'd be spending the day together today, da" stated Russia, helping Prussia up.
Canada skated over to were Prussia and Russia where standing "Umm…are you o- eh! Russia? Why are you here?" he said looking to Prussia for an explanation.
"Umm… I guess… but you see Russia…" Prussia mumbled trying to word it right.
"Yes?" Canada asked, a little afraid of the answer.
"Don't call me Russia call me Ivan, ok Gil?" Russia interrupted, smiling innocently
"Gil?" said Prussia, shocked at how casual Russia was using Prussia's human name.
"Umm…" said Prussia, still not knowing how to word the situation right
Meanwhile on the other side of ice rink Italy decided it was time to get snacks. "Mi scusi? Can I please have a bottle of…hello?" then he noticed there wasn't a vender at the snack stand and muttered something about "lousy service".
"Hey Italy get me some popcorn!" shouted Greece, who had been watching the entire situation on the ice unfold.
Suddenly England walks over to the snack bar "Ah sorry about the delay, how may I help- Italy?"
Back on the ice Prussia is still silent.
"What's going on?" Canada asked, voice wavering slightly
"Gil said he was going to spend the day with me, da" said Russia, smiling more
Canada looked to Prussia for an explanation, close to tears.
"NO! No…Matthew…don't cry, please, I feel really un-awesome when I see you cry…" started Prussia trying to think of something to say to save his relationship with Canada.
"Then explain what's going on!" yelled Canada, tears beginning to fall.
"I've seen enough brake ups to know where this is going, kitty" said Greece to his cat
"And who are you meant to be, da?" asks Russia innocently
Canada began to skate away, deciding he had heard enough but was stopped by Italy, who had just finished buying Greece his popcorn. "What's wrong Canada?" he asked than pulled him into a hug
"Matthew…please don't cry" called Prussia as he skated over to Canada but he ended up falling over at Canada's feet.
"What's going on gilbert?" asked Canada in tears
"Oh, are you meant to be his little boyfriend, da?" called out Russia, a purple aura suddenly surrounding him.
"Gilbert?" Canada asked again
"Kitty are you scared to?" said Greece, not moving from his spot on the benches
"Fine don't answer you…you jerk!" yelled Canada, braking out of Italy's hug and skating off.
"He's just…some guy I met after school. He kind of came up to me and said he would see me at the ice skating rink…Canada?"
Italy stares between Canada and Prussia for a moment then sighs, helps Prussia up, then follows after Canada.
"Canada!" called Prussia, trying to catch Canada before he leaves but falling over again instead.
"It's just us two now, da?" said Russia, skating over to Prussia
Italy catches Canada again as he's removing his ice-skates. Italy hugs Canada before he can object, resulting in the Canadian bursting into tears
"Matthew…I'm sorry…please don't cry…I…I…" Prussia tried to say something but couldn't find the right words. All he could think was if he leaves now I'll never get him back.
"I…I'm leaving" said Canada, heading for the door. Italy grabbed his wrist after a few steps, keeping him in the rink.
"Stay for a bit, at least let him explain himself" said Italy, trying to calm Canada down.
"I should have listened when America told me to stay away from you!" yelled Canada
"This guy…Russia… he just met me ant decided to go out with me without me even saying so…" Prussia called out with a pleading tone in his voice. "I'm sorry…Mathew…"
Canada decided he'd heard enough and ran out of the building crying. Italy followed after Canada.
"No way…Canada…" said Prussia as he fell to the ice crying thinking only one thing, I've lost him now.