RusCan: Snowy Relationships

Chapter 3: Relief

This story was influenced by "Giving In" by Artificial.

Chapter 3: Relief

Who? Who am I? I just helped you! You borrowed my notes, I brought down your fever, I helped you when you were sick, I bought breakfast for you, you got mad at me, I already said who I was! Your seriously asking me again!

Canada flinched, thinking all of this, and even made a fist. He gritted his teeth at the question.

Russia blinked. "What?"

"Canada! Matthew Williams! That's who I am!" He tried to raise his voice but it didn't come out as a yell. Russia smiled.

"Oh right! Canada." Russia said "Matvey."

Canada blinked. "Matvey?"

"Da. Your name."

"N-no its Matthew not Matvey."

"Matvey da?"

"No. Matthew."

"Matvey"

"Matthew."

"Matvey."

Canada signed and gave up "If that's how you can remember me then fine. Matvey."

Russia smiled "Da." After that, it was another moment of silence. Until Russia broke it, "I thank you for your help, it is no longer needed. You can leave."

Canada blinked. "That's it? Are you sure?"

"Da."

"You still have a fever though."

Russia made a bit of a pout "Da I am still sick, I will admit that. I can take care of myself now. You can leave."

"C-can I at least come back in a bit to check on you?" Canada still worried.

"What? Why?" Russia was curious about this boy that helped him.

"W-well just to make sure your okay." He said. "Please?" Russia went into silence again.

"You do not need to worry."

"I-I'm not."

"Da. You are. I do not need anyone to worry about me." he already had his sisters doing that.

"I-I'm sorry." Canada put his head down. Russia stared at the boy for a moment.

"Will it give you a peace of mind?" Russia asked. Canada looked up and gave a slight nod. "Fine. You can come back later, until then I am going to sleep."

"Y-yes. Thank you." Canada got up off his seat and left the room. Russia laid back down in his bed, wondering about what that boy was thinking, helping him and even worrying about him? Hmph. He did not need that boy getting involved with him.

Canada returned to his room, Kumajirou was still watching the TV, he looked pretty interested in the anime he was watching.

"What are you watching?"

"This thing called Bleach, the orange hair dude just kicked ass." Kumajirou didn't move his eyes from the TV.

"Take a break from the TV, it will hurt your eyes."

"Uh huh." Ignored. Ouch. Canada signed and plopped onto his bed. He grabbed a thin blanket and got comfortable with the pillows. Figured he would take a nap too with his lack of sleep and the head ache pressuring him. Kumajirou noticed his owner was trying to fall asleep, so he turned up the TV more.