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Eh, well... I also owe a few explanations as many of you have pointed out this fic is very fluffy and and equal amount have mentioned my spelling and grammatical errors.

Pardoner~ I'm really sorry about my spelling I never learned how to write English until 5th grade it's suffered much for my it! Il try to do better but seriously thank you all!

Maitenant on is vas~

FINDING CANADA

Chapter 4

It had been a month sense the world meeting, and needless to say Russia was bored out of his mind. He lay on the couch in his living room staring at the ceiling while the t.v droned on in the background about the world. Why count the news just begin with 'Everything is horrible everywhere, in other news look something not as horrible.' Russia contemplated how if the news people just got to the point instead of trying to sweeten things he would not have to spend so much time watching it to know how other countries were doing. Russia no longer wished to dominate all countries, in fact he'd let go of such notions for awhile now. While it was true though that he looked for allies and new friends but no one would approach him, no one had for a long time even Belarus seemed to leave him alone these days...

Sighing Russia shifted his body grimacing as he mentally noted he could not shift because he was much to large for the couch... Or much to large when he was sprawled on it at least... Why was he sprawling anyway? He was Russia? He should hold himself with dignity at all moments... And yet... And yet he was simply to lazy. Growling at himself he finally sat up, looking over at the t.v he growled annoyed by the chirpy woman's voice and shut it off. He needed something to do... He could go scare the other nations but that would not end well... In the past he could do so but in today's modern culture with the whole world peace and U.N... It would certainly not end well... And then... Canada would certainly hear if he did. Russia frowned and shook his head. The U.N would go to Canada first he was unlike his brother the worlds Peacekeeper and if news of Russia messing with a country got out they would tell Canada to ensure peace... And then Canada would not wish to 'hang out' with Russia anymore... And then Russia would be all alone again... With everyone still scared of him because of what he had been... Yes... What he HAD been... He would not go there again... He would not scare away comrade Canada...

Comrade Canada... He had told Russia he could come over whenever da? Russia stood and walked (Read: Jogged remember mother Russia rushes for no one) into his office where he fished out the little paper with Canada's information on it. Canada and Russia had been talking quite a bit after the world meeting but neither one had visited or done much aside send the odd email. Russia smiled shoving the paper into his pocket. That would now change... Russia would go visit Canada just for a day or two... And it boded well because in a few days the next world meeting would be happening at America's house... He would use that as his excuse and then Canada would surely not find him weird or scary. Smirking at his own devious excuse Russia headed upstairs to pack.

~ Magical Time Skip ~

Russia smiled as the cab dropped him off in front of Canada's house. He'd made certain no news of his visit got out as he was planning on surprising the younger nation and if what Canada talked about was true... With everyone ignoring him at least... Then it would indeed be a surprise. Looking over Canada's house Russia smiled appreciatively, it was located just a few minutes outside the city and was a peaceful place. Picking up his bags Russia began walking over to Canada's front door but before he could even set foot on the porch a loud crash and screaming got his attention. And Russia... Well Russia KNEW screams... So not even a few seconds after the noise split the air did Russia know that was Canada! Dropping everything Russia pulled out his pipe and for what seemed the millionth time in a short span of time rushed into Canada's domain ready to save him.

Now if I told you Russia had fainted... I'm pretty sure he would kill me... But... He fainted. But the reason why he fainted? Well if you'd happened to run into a living room covered in splatters and globs of what could possibly be blood but your not sure because you never actually checked to see your newest friend lying on the floor eyes wide with an axe in there hand also covered in what looked like blood, while your sister standing wide eyed and crazy with her knives dripping... And that bear in the corner of the room licking at whatever the blood like substance was... You might very well faint also...

"R-Russia? Mr. Russia are you alright?"

"Big brother? Big brother are you not well?"

"Russia... P-Please wake up..."

Russia slowly woke up. His eyes felt heavy but he pulled them open to see a pair of sweet lavender orbs staring down at him with a worried look. Russia smirked and reached up to mess up the blonde hair of his young friend when he suddenly remembered where he was and what he'd seen. Sitting up Russia looked around wildly to see Belarus scrubbing at a dark stain on the floor with a frown. Needless to say it took several times explaining the situation before Russia understood what had happened and that Belarus really was no threat to Canada.

As it turns out, Canada and Belarus had been friends for awhile now. Apparently Canada been introduced by Ukraine who insisted that Canada was a good guy and the best person to go to for advice. So Belarus had listened to her older sister and after awhile she'd grown use to Canada's strange fading tendency's and the two got to be good friends. Apparently Canada was helping her with her tendency to scare people as she had a crush on someone (Someone she refused to tell Russia about which worried him). As for the current incident at hand... By what Russia understood... Belarus was petting Kumajiro when a spider startled her... In her fear she'd apparently thrown her knives everywhere in an attempt to kill the bug... In doing this she nearly hit Canada who was coming inside after cutting some wood. And Canada had apparently dropped his axe which had fallen on and exploded several bottles of cheap knock of syrup that America had sent Canada awhile ago and was still waiting to be throne away. Apparently Russia had burst in when Canada slipped on Maple syrup while prying his axe out of the floor causing him to scream and fall onto his back all while Belarus still tried to kill the spider...

After going over the story one more time Russia finally grabbed a cloth and began to help clean the living room. Luckily it seemed that most of the spray had gotten the floor walls (ceiling) and missed the couch. The trio actually laughed as they worked and Russia smiled secretly to himself upon realizing that this was the first time in a long time he and Belarus talked without her coming after him with knives. The trio laughed again when Canada realized there was syrup on the ceiling after having a glob fall and land on his back causing him to let out a rather girlish yelp.

After a few hours with several breaks to feed Kumajiro the stickiness was cleaned, Kumajiro was no longer complaining about hunger, and Russia's bags were dragged into the house. Canada thanked Belarus gave her a stack of pancakes and wished her good-luck as she left. Finally it seemed it was just Canada and Russia. Canada turned to face Russia after closing the door and waving to Belarus.

"So... Bonjour ... What brought you here today?"

Russia blinked ready to use his earlier excuse but it seemed to be such a lame excuse that Russia just covered his mouth with his scarf and mumbled the real reason.

"I wanted to visit comrade Canada... I was very bored and you invited me to... da?"

Canada seemed to light up at this reassuring Russia it was the right thing to say. He watched as Canada fidgeted trying not to show the absolute joy that seemed to wash over himself.

"Oui! I mean yes I did... I'm happy you decided to visit... You can stay until we have to go to Americas! I will show you Canada! Though sense it's the summer it will be pretty hot..."

Russia arched an eye brow as the two moved into the living room to sit and chat.

"I though that Canada was a northern country da?"

Canada seemed to giggle but held it in rather well.

"True... Winter lasts for what seems like most of the year but for about 3 months I get hit with a huge heat wave with small storms here and there... I was going to plant my garden this weekend actually... You would not mind helping me would you?"

Russia smiled at this but ensured it was mostly hidden by his scarf.

"I will gladly assist comrade Canada."

Canada seemed to relax at this and he stood to make dinner telling Russia to bring his bags up to guest room and make sure it was to his liking. As Canada departed Russia looked around taking time to appreciate Canada's warm living room... All the colors were warm browns or reds, there were accents of white and Russia thought it worked well. The floor was a deep red brown wood that went well with the strange rocks that framed the fire place... Above the fire place and built in there was a flat screen t.v that looked like it was barely used judging by the thin layer of undisturbed dust on the remote... He also took time to note the mangled part of the wooden floor where Canada's axe must have fallen.

Standing Russia grabbed his bags and slipped up stairs. The stairs he noted were not wood but instead rock and lead to the upstairs where the rock seemed to invade into the bathroom, and down the halls but the rooms floors were also wood. Russia peeked into several rooms before he actually found the guest room and during his short expedition he found Canada's room which he noted had a huge soft looking bed with dark red covers and fluffy white pillows and a rather large bookcase. After opening a closet and then an office Russia finally opened what appeared to be a guest bedroom... But it seemed to be covered in strange objects... There were rose petals all over the bed a strange symbol on the floor and a pile of alien action figures...

"Ah... I see you've found the family guest room."

Russia spun around hiding the fact Canada startled him... How did he manage to be so quiet? Looking back at the room and then at Canada he asked no questions but Canada obviously understood.

"Well... France, England, and America come to visit and they never do at the same time... They always take the same guest room and tend to leave things behind... I have yet to clean this room yet... Though maybe Il just England's magic circle... He'll paint a new one on anyways... Though I'm certainly cleaning the bed and getting rid of all those rose petals... Honestly I don't know how France sleeps with them... He threw them into my bed last time while attempting to charm me and all they did was tickle."

Russia almost wanted to growl when Canada spoke of France trying to win Canada over. A dark smile overcame Russia face as he looked down at Canada.

"If France becomes to annoying to comrade Canada I will gladly dispose of his da?"

Canada's eyes widened and Russia took time to admire the beautiful sparkle that seemed to fill his friends lavender eyes.

"Oh, non... I'm use to France and he's never managed to charm me... In fact most of the time he just wants to cuddle... I am his fils after all and he misses the time we spent together when I was small... Papa France actually wants to keep me innocent forever..."

'Or be the one to have a first go.' Russia added bitterly before closing the door to the strange guest room and erasing the dark aura that had previously surrounded him... Though he noted that Canada seemed completely oblivious to it. Gesturing for Canada to lead he watched as the quiet nation walk to the door across from the one he was at and open it wide to reveal and much cleaner room. Canada smiled and then excused himself to go downstairs and check on the poutine...

Russia walked into the room Canada had just opened for him and smiled at the sight of the clean warm room. Setting his bags down Russia sat on the soft bed admiring the beautiful quilted colors and the pattern of red and white... Russia knew he would enjoy his stay with Canada...

"Mr. Russia! Dinners done~"

Starting with dinner.

Thanks again for the reviews everyone and all the support as I said it might be slow because I'm not managing a Hetalia Tumblr where I post pictures and stuff and I also will post some of my fanfictions on there also.

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