Broken: Hey there! Hope you like it! I am almost on break from school so expect some more updates, but at the max it will be 3 or 4 updates a month.

Disclaimer: I do not own.

Pairing: RusCan

Summary: I have loved him for so long. But I could wait, a gentleman does not mind waiting for those they love.

~Russia~

I watched him from afar. He sat ignored all the way in the back with his little polar bear. Matvey. How I loved saying or thinking the name, because it was his name. I loved him of that I was sure. I have been sure for quite some time now.

The way he smiles when someone recognizes him. His beautiful lavender eyes that could hold so much happiness, unlike mine which just held the coldness that General Winter had left behind. His gravity defying curl that just bobbed up and down when he walked. I loved the way his gentle voice sounded. I already knew he meant the world to me.

I could remember the first time I saw him.

*Flashback*

I was walking to a meeting at the G8 summit. I sat down being one of the last to arrive. England and France arguing again. About what I do not know.

"Well my new colony is better than yours!" England yelled.

"No! My little Mathew is better than your Alfred." France said.

Oh so they were fighting about their new colonies.

"Papa" a little voice said to France.

"Yes." France said to the little boy standing next to him. When did he get their.

"May I go look around?" He asked holding a little white bear with him.

"Of course just do not get lost." France said to him.

"Oui papa." He said and started to walk around.

The boy was adorable. He wore white trousers and a red short much like France's except all the buttons were buttoned properly. He was barely the size of a four year old.

"Monsieur?" I heard a little voice say.

"Привет." I said. He just turned his head to the side in confusion.

"Oh sorry that means hello in my country." I said extending my hand to the little colony.

"Oh, Hello. I am Canada. And you monsieur?" He asked. That is when I noticed his eye color. His eyes were the prettiest shade of lavender.

"Sir?" He asked.

"Oh sorry. I am Russia. You do not seem afraid of me like other countries." I said absent mindedly.

"Oh so you are Mr. Russia. Papa France speaks about you sometimes." He said with a confused looked.

"What is it?" I asked him.

"You do not seem like an evil demon that has surfaced from hell." He said still confused.

"Oh is that how he describes me." I said.

"Mon petite Mathew. Do not say such absurd things. Come here you have done enough looking around." France said dragging little Matvey with him.

"B-but I haven't even looked around." He said

"Mathew that is quite enough." France said with a nervous laugh.

"Bye Mr. Russia." He said waving back to me. I waved back.

*End flashback*

Since then we have talked quite a few times. He has gown so much since then. I have seen him through so much. I have seen him forgotten over and over again. I have seen him fight. I have seen him when he plays hockey and shows no mercy. I have seen him though it all.

Yet he does not notice my glances or stares. He does not notice how much I care. Canada does not notice that I notice him that I love him. It drives me insane, this love that I feel for him. It is the first time that I have ever truly loved someone. And I am glad it is him.

He just sat there with a sad look on his face. How it pained me to see this. The light of happiness was almost non existent. I wanted to make him smile today. I walked over to him.

"Hello Matvey." I said.

"Oh hello Russia." He said looking up at me.

"What is wrong comrade?" I asked.
"Oh you see I just been having a bad day." He said.

"Oh well I hope today gets better for you." I said.

"Mr. Russia your boss wants you back for a meeting." Lithuania said.

"Okay, I will be there soon." I said. I turned back to Canada.

"Sorry I could not stay longer. Goodbye Matvey.
"That is alright. Bye." He said.

While I walked to my car there was a flower shop. My boss could wait, a while longer….

~Canada~

I walked back to my house from the meeting. I had been beaten up by Cuba. America hit mw with a baseball. I got yelled at by England because he though I was America. Well at least Russia noticed me.

I walked up to my door and noticed a bouquet of the most beautiful sunflowers. I picked them up and there was a note in them. I picked it out and it read.

Dear Canada,

I love you. I always have and will.

There was no signature. I put the sunflowers in a vase and admired them.

~Russia~

I smiled at the thought of Matvey receiving my gift. I hope he knew that I sent them. I wanted to tell him how I felt so badly.

But I could wait. A gentle man could always wait for those they love…And for Matvey I would wait until the end of time to be with him…

Broken: This was inspired when I was at my school dance and I saw my ex. He just brought back some feelings and memories and will this was inspired. Hope you liked it. Please review!