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Sorry for the wait guys I've been super busy this summer between the RusCan ask blog and my bad breakup.

But here's the next chapter.

Hope it's up to standards. Thanks for the all support by the way.

FINDING CANADA

Chapter 7

Several months had passed sense Russia and Canada's friendship was forged. They had dealt with fights and much more and yet each time there friendship seemed to reach an end the two would find themselves alone and one would go find the other and apologies. During this time more and more people had become aware of there friendship. While initially Russia's sisters knew the news spread past them and found it's way to other nations luckily none of which who would go around telling Canada's family. The Baltic's had found out during one of there routine visits to Russia's house when they noticed he was drinking less and was not threatening them, he even acted dare they say friendly? Getting curious they followed him until they noticed a pattern that involved a certain blonde Canadian. Finland and Sweden found out when they invited Canada to visit them. The 3 nations had good relations and so it wasn't uncommon for them to invite one another for visits. But Finland and Sweden soon noticed routine that involved Canada locking himself in the guest bedroom for a few hours every afternoon. After a little snooping out of concern for the blonde they found him talking to Russia who seemed oddly friendly and pleasant. From those who found out others heard the news though luckily the news did not spread far only enough so that soon Russia and Canada found themselves making new friends and being invited to other countries together for events. Everyone wanted to meet the nicer Russia and the now much more visible Canada...

Canada awoke to the blaring noise of what could only be his alarm clock. Lifting his head to let out a groan he smacked his alarm clock roughly making it go silent. Smirking pleased with the silence that now filled the air the blonde sat up and rubbed his head trying to work away the slight head ache he found himself with most every morning he was awoken by the sound of his alarm. This week found Canada in Paris France for one of the world meetings. He had come several days early to spend time with France and they were a lovely few days. France spoiled Canada rotten and Canada enjoyed it. Even after the world meeting he planned to stay awhile. It had been much to long sense he had gotten to spend some time with his Papa.

Slipping out of bed and cringing slightly when his bare feet hit the cold wooden floor Canada quickly made his way over to the closet and picked out an outfit. Canada had always had a room reserved for him in France's home. Of course France kept it clean which Canada was grateful for but he was happy and felt at home here. Looking around Canada smiled at the warmness of the room. The walls were a lovely shade of blue and the room had many shades of bright and warm wood. The windows were somewhat old fashioned but they added a feeling of being home. Canada set his clothes on the bed and rubbed Kuma's head to rouse him a little. Today was the first day of the meeting that would last at least a week but for once Canada did not mind. Canada slipped out of the bedroom and down the hall to the bathroom, he knew France had probably been awake for awhile and was probably still in his room trying to work up the courage to move. Canada giggled a little remembering how much trouble France has always had getting out of bed. Canada closed the bathroom door and took a refreshing shower before brushing his hair and walking back to his room to finally get dressed. And despite the time he wasted France had only just gotten into the bathroom. So Canada decided to head downstairs and start on breakfast.

When France finally came down Canada had finished making an omelet and some bacon. He set the food on two plates and set one down in his spot and one in France's. France grinned and hugged him kissing his cheek and thanking him before sitting down. The two ate in a comfortable silence. When they finished France did the dishes and Canada went upstairs to get his things. He decided to leave Kuma at home knowing that the polar bear would not want to sit through the first day of a meeting as they were always the most chaotic. Canada checked his briefcase twice before finally heading downstairs to find Francis waiting at the bottom of the stairs with his keys ready. Canada smiled and rolled his eyes before following France out the door and to his car. The ride to the meeting was much more eventful then breakfast, there was the radio which France ensured was blasting a very French station and the father son duo were both trying to sing to it the loudest. There was France pointing out some very voluptuous woman and some men he thought were not bad either and Canada knew he was doing it to see his reaction but even still he could not help the blush that crawled onto his cheeks.

After what seemed like an eternity the pair made it to the meeting and Canada nearly bolted out of the car but he knew France would be dramatic if he did and say something along the lines of: 'Do you wish to escape you Papa so badly?'. So Canada passed himself and followed France into the building watching amused as he flirted some of the shyer nations just to annoy them. When they got to the conference room they saw that already a few nations had arrived. Canada smiled and walked off to start talking with Finland and Sweden he knew that with England already present France would be having a field day. Canada smiled as he struck up a conversation with Finland, but soon the room filled up with the other nations as they all arrived. The last one into the room was Russia and Canada felt slightly disappointed he had no time to talk to him but he was pleased because he normally sat next to the larger northern nation now.

Canada bid farewell to Finland and went to sit down only to find a pair of arms wrapping around him and pulling him into a hug. Canada's bright purple eyes widened as he squirmed and turned his head to find the attacker to be non-other then his brother. Canada blinked and smiled at America confused by the sudden hug. Sense he begun hanging around Russia he had noticed that more and more people were able to see him though he did not know why and while America had always been able to see him if he tried the instances of this occurring had gone up significantly.

"Hello America... Why the hug?" Canada smiled as he spoke and tried not to show his discomfort of having people staring at them confused.

"What bro? HAHA! I'm your big brother! Course I can hug you! It feels like we haven't hung out in FOREVER! You should totally come sit next to ME today!" America's voice was just as loud and piercing as always but Canada smiled anyway trying to ignore the glare Canada was sure America was sending Russia.

"I'm not sure Ameri-" Canada found himself cut off before he could finish.

"NON-SENSE! Your MY bro you can totally sit next to me!" And with that Canada found himself being dragged away and toward the front end of the table where he would be forced to endure America yelling all meeting long.

The meeting dragged on with the occasional fight and argument but they somehow managed to get to lunch. Canada managed to talk to Russia who asked him how he was doing. Canada only smiled in response. Russia knew Canada did not enjoy sitting next to America because he seemed to shrink into the background so he pat his friend on the shoulder and they talking about Canada and Frances plans for after the meeting which seemed to lighten the Canadian's mood. When Lunch was over the meeting resumed with many more arguments before finally it was over. Canada bid farewell to his brother and friends before once again following France as they left the building. He was not sure where they would go now but France seemed to have an idea in mind.

Around dinner time Canada found himself once again leaving France's home. France had apparently made them dinner reservations or something but either way Canada had dressed in a pair of his better clothes which consisted on light brown pants a a white dress shirt and a blue vest before finally allowing his papa to drag him down the street. When they arrived Canada discovered they were meeting Prussia and Spain of course Spain had also brought Romano but Canada was still somewhat confused that his father had not told him this earlier. Shrugging it off as France being forgetful the group entered the restaurant and were soon seated. Canada and Romano talked just as they did when they were younger and the Bad Touch Trio joked. They soon ordered and settled down the initial excitement of meeting up wearing down and the conversation soon including everyone making it comfortable for all.

As there meals were placed down Canada smiled and soon began to eat until he noticed a party of nations walking in for there own meal. But not just any nations Russia and his sisters. Skilled in silent communication the two northern nations spotted one another. Both were surprised so they knew this was not planned and Russia knowing France did not know of there friendship acted as though he did not notice the blonde.

"Kesese! Birdie whatcha looking at?" Prussia's loud voice cut into Canada thoughts. The blonde put on a polite smile.

"I just noticed and his sisters are eating here too... It's surprising is all..." Canada knew his calm reply was enough to convince everyone... Everyone but France who gave Canada a smirk.

~ P.O.V CHANGE ~

Russia was surprised to see Canada at the restaurant but he hid it well, while his sisters knew of there friendship he did not want them to tease him or for anyone else to notice. He and Canada had made a packed to avoid there friendship being discovered by Canada's family. It wasn't for any other reason then the pair knew they would both blow the whole thing out of proportion and cause issues for all of them. He met eyes with the blonde only long enough for the two to exchange a silent greeting a surprise at the other ones presence and the acknowledgement that for the evening they would act like nothing more then distant acquaintances.

Russia seated both of his sisters before finally sitting down themselves. The 3 of them caught one another up on things going on in there personal lives. Belarus mentioned that Canada's tips were proving useful and soon she would get what she desired... Ukraine talked about how she was remodeling the house and it looked much better. And Russia filled his sisters in on all there questions about he and Canada's friendship. They ordered and soon the food arrived, the conversation dimmed down as they ate happily though Ivan would never admit that the French cooked decently. As the evening continued Russia found himself distracted by his friend Canada. He was surprised to see the blonde here but then again that was what you get for asking France for advice on where to go eat in the city of lights. But what was really distracting him was seeing him interact with France and his friends. Canada had told Russia of his friendship with Romano so that did not bother him what did bother him was that Canada never spoke of his friendship with Prussia.

Now if you asked Russia he would tell you he would NEVER get jealous. Jealousy was a weak emotion and while he might admit to allowing weak emotions to be felt when he was with Canada he would say that was because Canada could be trusted to not abuse those weak emotions. But jealousy... Jealousy was fickle. So Russia was certainly not jealous of Prussia hugging his comrade and making him laugh, he was definitely not jealous that Prussia called his comrade 'Birdie', no way he was jealous of how Prussia made Canada blush. And if Russia had not been so pre-occupied glaring into the back of Prussia's head he would have noticed the smirk that had formed on France's lips when he noticed Russia's expression.

Finally Russia felt he could not stand watching his Matvey... His? No... well yes... In a way? Russia growled to himself annoyed with the way his thoughts seemed out to twist themselves up. So standing quickly and excusing himself the large nation fled to the bathroom unaware that a blonde was following him. Russia glared at himself in the mirror and splashed some cold water onto his face as he tried to erase any thoughts of Matvey preferring Prussia's company to his own.

"Honhonhon~ Jalous that ton's petit ami haz found another?" The laughter and thick french was enough to give Russia reason to believe it was France. And upon lifting his head for verification he found out he was right.

"I do not know what your talking about comrade." Ivan tried to fib and escape but France blocked the exit and gave a dangerous smile that made Ivan feel fear for the first time in a long time.

"No need to lie to MOI! I am ze country of love oui? I have known you and mon petit shou Matthieu have been friends for awhile now oui?" Upon hearing those words Russia paled. France knew? Did the others know then?

"Do not worry Angleterre and Amerique do not know... Nor do I intend to tell them... " Russia felt relieved but felt the need to ask.

"Comrade... You have not told them? Why?" Francis gave a dark smile that seemed almost predatory... Matthew had once told Ivan that Francis was very protective over his son... And Ivan now felt worried.

"You make Matthieu happy... And while I am sad zat mon fils has not told me about your friendship I can see his reasons why... But you have been friends for months and you have not hurt him... So I am ok with it." Ivan felt a small smile come to his lips as relief flooded over him.

"BUT." Ivan stiffened. "I need to know Russie... Do you like mon fils as a friend... Or does zat glare you keep giving Prussia each time he touches Matthieu mean something... More?" Ivan could feel hit rising onto his cheeks.

"Nyet. Me and Matvey are just friends... I was giving no glares." France smirked and Russia knew he could see past his lies... But what was Mathew to him? A friend? Yes but there was something else... Ivan shook it off with a growl.

"I see... Well I hope that is your final decision..." France inspected his nails and Russia narrowed his eyes.

"What do you mean France?" Ivan glared but France only smiled and continued looking at his nails.

"I'm saying zat even though Prussia has his own... Involvements if things were to go sour he would run to Matthieu for help... Who knows what could happen to a heart broken Prussia around mon petit Matthieu... And being his friend if they became more then close friends I would allow it... Voila... There is also Cuba which I know is friends with Matthieu... His frere Amerique who has always just LOVED his little frere... There is Moi of course... I love mon fils but never would I deny him myself... Let's see... There is Netherlands who by what I hear gives Matthieu flowers every year... And I'm sure zere are more... After all... Russie... You do not think your the first to see Matthieu do you? While many might forget him... Zey are also bound to remember him... And who knows? Oui?"

Russia stared at France hiding his horror. It was true... While he was the one who saw Canada day to day without fail... Others had of course seen him before also... Despite how selfish Russia felt for thinking it... He preferred Canada invisible. Letting out the breath he'd been holding Russia opened his mouth to respond but found instead that France had already gone. Russia was not sure how he felt for Canada... Or how Canada felt for him... But what he did remind himself was that today was a test... If Canada still sought him out after this he would let go of the thought that Canada had to be invisible to care for him... If Canada forgot of him... Then well Russia wasn't sure what then. Turning off the tap Russia left the bathroom and rejoined his sisters who had ordered dessert... He noticed that Canada had left and so he forced himself to calm down as he ate and resumed chatting to his sisters refusing to let his insecurities and madly circling questions show on his face.

So hope that please everyone.

I tried ok.

My writers block is only just subsiding.

And next time the meddling France will speak to Canada.