No One Will Ever Hurt You While I'm Around

Chapter 1

It started off as nothing more than another day, though I suppose it was the start of something far from normal, I was in the kitchen, cooking dinner, and Canada came home the same time he always did. He kissed me, still talking on his phone, and then made his way to his office, the day was pretty mediocre, the same schedule we always did, everything was normal, or so I thought…

"Matvey, dinner is ready!" I called waiting for him to arrive at the table, sure enough, after a few minutes he emerged from his office. His hair was a mess, and there were dark bags underneath his eyes, he looked really stressed. I felt bad seeing my poor boyfriend worked this hard, he really needed to relax.

"Oh, hey, thanks," he said. "Dinner looks great!" He tried to sound excited, but he just sounded tired. "I love when you make perogies."

I chuckled. I loved his little English terms for my foods, they were so cute. I looked up at him as he ate, really bothered by how beaten he looked, I'm not sure that I remembered the last time he slept. He really shouldn't work himself to this extreme.

"Matvey, are you alright, you don't look well," I told him, touching his hand, he looked up at me looking fried.

"No, no, don't worry about me, dear. I am fine," he said, his voice did not sound convincing.

"Matvey, you really shouldn't work yourself so hard, you're working so much harder than I used to before we moved in together," I told him, thinking of the days I had to wake up early every morning to work on the farm. I worked so hard that sometimes I would have bruises covering my body for weeks, Matvey hated it, everyday he begged me to take a day off, but I never did, until he begged me to move in with him, now he promised me the only work I had to do was work that came with owning my country. At first I was not so sure, he told me that he would handle any money problem I had, and he even paid of my debt that I owed my brother, and he would never let me argue about it, but after awhile, I just let him have his way, after all a girl needs to be pampered sometimes.

"I know, it's just, I am trying to pitch something to the G8, and well I have to do a lot of research before I can even bring it up so…, you know what, let's not talk about work at the table," he said. "Tell me about your day, how was your day?" I sighed as I witnessed a classic Matvey move, he never really liked to talk about himself, he never really seemed comfortable doing that, he always liked to hear about me, and while it is very selfless it can be annoying at times.

"I didn't do too much today, I did a little bit of paperwork for my country, I cooked and cleaned, and well that was really it, just another boring day," I told him, uninterested. He sighed disappointed.

"I'm sorry, I promise, first day off I get, I am going to take you out and we are going to have some fun," he said looking up at me, I knew he was trying to be serious but he was just so tried all I could think about was how much I just wanted him to stay home.

"Oh, no, no, no if your schedule stays the way it has, the first day off you get you are going to spend it at home, in bed," I ordered him bring out the strict voice I used to use on my younger siblings. He smiled at me flirtatiously.

"Yes ma'am," he said. I rolled my eyes, chuckling.

"That is not what I meant and you know it," I told him. "You need your sleep Matvey," I said my tone becoming a bit more serious. "I hate seeing you like this, it isn't right, you're barely even my Matvey any more, your just like, this…shell, I don't like it, I mean is this pitch really this important?"

"Trust me; it is really important, if I don't handle it then who will? Al? Please he barely even pays attention, most of the meeting is filled with fighting and Germany giving everyone a speech at how we should all pay attention and getting things done like we are freakin children. Maybe I am the only one who really wants to work on solving the world's problems, but if I don't do it then who will?" he said, his voice sounded almost like he took it as more of a burden then really a duty. I laughed something about what he said reminded me of his brother trying to save the world from all their problems, as much as he tried to be different than Al, deep down it seemed they were trying to do the same thing despite the different things they did to achieve this goal.

"You know you sound just like Al," I pointed out, chuckling. He groaned and rolled his eyes. I knew he hated when I mention a similarity he had with his brother, not because he hated his brother, just because so many people confused them, and he liked to think of me as one of the few people who can tell them apart. He sighed as he wolfed down the rest of his dinner and then got up he kissed me and then made his way back to his office.

I sighed disappointed. And so the man goes back to work. I ate the rest of my dinner, slowly, thinking about how much I missed my Matvey. When I finished I got up and grabbed both of our dishes and washing them, after that I went back to the regular household cleaning, sweeping, mopping, and vacuuming. I have to say for Kumajiro being a tiny little polar bear cub, he sheds, a lot; you could make a whole other him with all the fur he sheds in a week. After I finished cleaning I decided to give Kumajiro a bath, and man can that adorable little guy struggle, I thought polar bears loved to swim, but this one apparently had a fear of water. When I finally finished with Kumajiro, I sat in the living room, completely bored.

I cleaned all day, not because I had to, or because Matvey made me, but because it was just something to do, my entire life I had always had my hands full, whether it was taking care of my younger siblings, or doing farm work to pay off a debt, I was always busy, I never really had free time, and now that Canada has taken me in, it seemed I had more than I really knew what to do with. I didn't really know what to do with myself. I ended up just sitting there for minutes on end, bored out my mind. Thankfully the shrill sound of the phone called through the house, I bounced up full of energy running to go answer it.

"Hello?" I asked, maybe too fast and too excited to really be normal.

"Systra?" I heard Belarus ask. I was glad that it was just her; I need someone to talk to.

"Oh hello Natalia, what's up," I asked.

I was glad she called as she launched into an hour long rant about why Ivan was pissing her off by looking at other guys rather than her, and then it took another 2 hours to convince her that Ivan was not doing it on purpose to her hurt, and that he still loved her. Eventually she had to end the call saying that she was going to go to bed. I sighed, stupid time differences. I looked at the clock it was 9 o'clock, I guess that is an okay time to go to bed as well, it's not like I had anything else to do.

I went into the bathroom and took a quick shower, then walked to the bedroom and changed into my pajamas. I got into bed, snuggling under the warm covers trying to sleep, the house was completely silent, and the only sound I could hear was Matvey typing away at his keyboard in the other room. I sighed as I got up from under the blankets and made my way to his office. He barely even noticed me as I walked over to him; he was so engrossed in his work. I walked over behind his chair and bent down placing my head on his neck. I kissed his shoulder.

"Please come to bed, darling, you have done enough work today," I whispered.

"Mmm," he said. "That sounds nice, but I really need to get this work done, I'll go to bed in a little bit."

I sighed, that is what he has been saying for like a week now, and yet he never did come to bed. I just ended up finding him asleep at his desk in morning.

"Why are you working yourself so hard? It seems like they really don't do much at the meetings so why work your ass off, you could always pitch it next meeting," I asked.

He yawned clearly tired. "If I don't pitch it then he is going to have even more fun making fun of me, I can't let that happen," he said to himself, I heard him.

"What, who is making fun of you?" I asked getting defensive over my boyfriend. Its one thing for the G8 to work my boyfriend like a dog, but to insult him too, that just pissed me off.

"It's nothing," he said turning to me now. "I don't want to talk about it. Let's go to bed," he said getting up from his chair, we walk together to the bedroom, and then I climb back into the comfortable bed, while he stripped down to only his boxers and then climbed in as well, I snuggled up necked to him, and he wrapped his arms around me getting comfortable. He sighed happily and closed his tired eyes, happy to finally get some sleep.

As much as I wanted him to get his rest, I couldn't get the thought of someone giving my Matvey a hard time out of my head, I wanted to know who it was and why. I turned slightly so I could just see his face in the dark room

"Matvey," I said.

"Yes," he answered tired.

"I know you don't want to talk about it, but I really want to know about what you said earlier, with them making fun of you. Who is making fun of you, is it Alfred?"I asked.

"No, it's not Al, can we talk about this later," he said.

"No, I want to know about it now, do you want me to come in and talk to them?" I asked.

"No thanks," he said. "I'm not a kid, Kat; I can fight my own battles."

"Ok," I said. "Then can you at least tell me who is pissing off my boyfriend?" I asked.

He sighed. "Why do you want to know so badly?"

"Well I feel like you don't tell me anything anymore, I don't want you to bottle up all of your stress, I want you to vent to me, I want to help you with your problems," I told him realizing just how true my words were lately I have noticed he had seemed distant with me, and I didn't like that, I wanted to be close with him.

"Fine," he yawned. "It's Prussia, he goes to every meeting now, just because Germany brings him with him, and it seems like he is out to pick on me the entire time, anytime I try to pitch something he finds a flaw in my plan and just makes me look like an idiot, and if that isn't enough he will pick on me entirely during the meeting calling me weak and making fun of the way I run my country, I don't know where he gets off, I mean he isn't even a country anymore himself, yet he has a freaking field day whenever I walk in to the room, I guess he is just being an asshole, but I just really want to prove him wrong, which is why I am working so hard on this pitch, I want to find any flaws before he does and find ways to fix them," he said, and I felt bad for my poor boyfriend, as if he didn't have it rough already, people always confusing him for his brother, now he had someone out to get him, this really pissed me off. Matvey was such a nice guy; he really shouldn't have to put up with shit. I hugged my boyfriend close.

"I'm so sorry, Matvey, that really sucks, but I'm sure you'll beat him with this pitch, you're really smart, you'll think of something," I told him. I would have to talk to that stupid Gilbert, I knew Matvey wouldn't like it, but I would not allow someone making Matvey work so hard that he looks like he is half dead most of the time, I'd pay a visit to Gilbert, and tell him just how pissed off I was!

"I hope," Matvey sighed, and after a few seconds I heard his breathing slow, and quiet snore escape his body. I smiled seeing that he fell asleep; he really did need a good rest. I snuggled closer to his body and let myself fall asleep as well. I didn't know it right then, but the decision to go and visit Prussia, was one that would change my fate dramatically.

So no action this chapter, but I suppose this is the beginning of Ukraine's change, for like ever now I have wanted to write a dark Ukraine picture, mostly because I found this really epic picture of Dark! Ukraine (.com/post/3718397357), So I will have some blood, gory stuff next chapter…if I don't chicken out, poor Prussia gets to be my first victim, I really do torture all of my favorite characters XD, so I guess I will hopefully see you guess next chapter

~Emo Vampire Chic out!

(Sorry for the awkward Author's notes, this is a good example of what happens to my brain when I have too much sugar~!)