I'M SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!

It's the end of year so exams and studying and stuff...

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FINDING CANADA

Chapter 2

If you'd told Canada a few hours ago that he was going to have a breakdown at the world meeting and then end up back at his hotel room... Only to be found and comforted by Russia... Canada would most likely have told you that you were completely and utterly insane. And yet here he was sipping hot chocolate that RUSSIA had made for him... Canada was shocked to discover that Russia had any sort of culinary skills even if it was just hot chocolate it was still something... In fact Russia had taken the time to put cream and maple syrup on it... Ok Canada would admit that the only reason Russia put maple syrup was because honey and caramel was no where to be found in the large hotel room.

Looking up from the warm beverage Canada once again looked over at Russia. The larger nation sat across from him with his own vodka hot chocolate drink. Ever sense Russia had pulled him off the ground sat him down and made him the drink they had been silent. In fact Canada had been unsure what to say after Russia said he'd... Found him...

"T-Thank you..." Canada barely recognized his own voice it was so small... so tiny and fragile compared to what it had been while he was yelling... Poor England... He'd never... Never meant to be so harsh... But he just... He'd snapped.

"You better not be getting to near crying again... You finally stopped and it took a long while, da?" Russia's voice was oddly soothing to Canada... He had been about to cry again and he'd not even realized it. He gave a small but grateful smile. Russia's voice... It was rarely this soft... Canada had heard Russia speak quite a few times in his Russian accent... And he'd noted on several occasions that it always seemed to be holding a threat... But there was no threat in Russia's voice now...

"T-Thank you Russia..."

"You are very much welcome comrade Canada."

"E-Eh? ... You... You know me?"

Russia chuckled and it cause Canada's cheeks to become red. No duh Russia knew him... He'd had a meeting meltdown... But even still Russia said his name with so much certainty as if he'd always known who he was... Canada blinked realizing hot tears were once again flowing down his cheeks staining his soft face with wet trails. He sniffed and looked away defiant refusing to cry in front of Russia AGAIN.

"Comrade Canada is very sad, da?"

"Yes... Y-Yes... Canada i-is very...S-sad."

Canada's voice cracked and he wiped his eyes still stubborn as ever. He dared to glance at the Russian nation. Russia did not seem happy or amused by his pain... That was... Weird... America had always said that Russia liked to see people weak... Apparently it was because Russia planned to conquer everyone and thing and make them 'one with Russia.' And yet as Russia sat there enjoying vodka hot chocolate... He did not seem upset or pleased with Canada's tears... Instead he just stared at him with watchful purple eyes like he was trying to figure out what to do to make him stop... Maybe Russia was nicer then he seemed?

"Why is comrade Canada sad?"

Canada blinked in shock. Russia was curious about his feelings? Canada turned and stared Russia right in the eyes. The Russia seemed annoyed with Canada's shock... Though the annoyance faded when Canada began to smile ever so gently. There was a comfortable silence as the two northern nations stirred there hot chocolate and waited for Canada to answer... Yes Canada was waiting for his own answer... There were many reasons he felt sad but how is it that he could tell Russia... It's not like he would understand... I mean he'd never been forgotten always left alone... Or... Or maybe he did? Russia had no one really... And he'd lost allot of people because they left and never came back... So maybe he did understand.

"I'm alone... I'm always all alone... And when I'm not it's because of something stupid... So I'm still alone I'm just bruised."

There was a less comfortable silence that followed Canada's statement. Russia seemed to be thinking waiting for his own answer... This time Canada stirred his glass and gently sipped the chocolaty beverage enjoying the now perfect room temperature drink... But soon it would get cold and then he would be forced to try and finish a half glass of cold and yet still equally chocolaty beverage.

"Comrade Canada would no longer like to be alone, da?"

"E-Eh? ... I... Yes... I would... I-I would love to no longer be alone..."

"So you will become one with mother Russia then, da?"

The peaceful silence the calm serenity or the afternoon the strange hope for a friendship with Russia... GONE. Become one with Russia? How did Russia even mean? He could mean friends... In that case it was good... But he could mean Canada literally becomes one with Russia... Or maybe he meant... NO! Russia would NEVER mean THAT... Right? Canada allowed his mind to linger until he felt his cheeks heat up... Wait was that... Laughing?

"Little Canada is very cute da?"

"E-Eh? C-Cute?"

More laughing... Not mocking or sinister just amused and kind... No creepy Kolkolkol... Yes Russia was laughing... Ok well maybe it was more like chuckling but it still made Canada blush and get redder and redder he was probably a color that would render Spain's tomatoes jealous...

"Da... Comrade Canada looks very funny when he gets all red in face."

"I-I do not!"

"Da, you do Canada... Look in mirror."

From out of who knows where Russia pulled out a mirror and placed it in front of Canada. There was a silence while Canada studied his red burning cheeks... More silence... And even more... And then... Laughing? Yes Canada was laughing. Russia was right... He looked hilarious when he was blushing... Ok well... Canada would attribute that most of the comedy was because of his still puffy eyes and his red cheeks... It looked something along the lines of a very mad and red puffer fish.

"It feels good to laugh after tears fall, da?"

"O-Oui!"

There was another pleasant silence as both northern nations continued to snicker on either end still amused by Canada's unfortunately but comedy gold red face. Canada's mind returned to what Russia said... What did he mean when he said become one... Curiously and somewhat awkward due to stuttering he asked Russia.

"R-Russia... W-What did you mean when y-you asked me to become one with you e-eh?"

"Russia meant he want's Canada to become one with Russia... It is not hard to understand da?"

Canada blinked. Yes it was hard to understand... Why is it that Russia did not realize...

"Maple... I mean... D-Does that mean we become friends? O-Or..."

Russia seemed to be able to tell what Canada was going to make reference to... His days of communism that no ever let go...

"Nyet! Russia will not make comrade Canada become one country with mother Russia... Comrade Canada wan't to no longer be alone da? And Russia is alone to da? Then Canada must become friends with Russia da?"

"E-Eh? F-Friends? With me? Russia a-are you sure... Please... Y-You will just forget d-don-"

"Nyet! Russia will not forget comrade Canada... We are friends now!"

Canada blinked... Could it be? That just like that he actually got... A friend? Canada no longer cared that it was Russia he was talking too or that America would flip if and when he discovered they were friends... What about France and England? He beamed and bounced showing his obvious joy.

"... Are comrade Canada and Russia friends?"

"Yes... Yes were friends."

Canada had a friend...

WOOO! ANOTHER CHAPTERRRR I hope I keep receiving good reviews and that everyone like's this~