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Remember Me [ Canada x Reader] 08

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A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself.

- Jim Morrison
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Chapter Eight: | Friendship |
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[ Matthew's P.O.V ]

No, no, no! Not again! There's no way that I could lose (y_n) again! I  followed the gurney with (y_n)'s bleeding and almost lifeless body laying flat on the gurney. The slow rise and fall of her chest being the only sign that she was alive, but one would have to look very closely past the blood and torn clothing. I was soon pulled away from (y_n), the arms wrapped around his shoulders holding him back were all to familiar.

Alfred..

This arms belong to my brother Alfred, struggling screaming and basically raising hell in the lobby drawing all sorts of attention to myself. My fist repeatedly hitting Alfred squarely in the face, breaking his glasses and causing his nose to start bleeding, but I could careless about his pain. I wanted him to suffer, no I needed him to suffer. So I could ignore my own pain, the pain of wanting to hold (y_n)'s hand while she laid there motionless, and in pain. "Matthew! Arrêtez-le! Vous me faites mal votre frère! Alfred est le saignement arrête!"

Francis, the sound of my French father's worried voice managed to reach me. Finally looking at Alfred I understood by my father was yelling for me to stop hitting Alfred, looking at my older brother his nose a bloody mess, his lip busted open may it have been from myself or done on his own I'm not sure. Tears streaming down his face as he looked at me, Arthur wrapping his arm around Alfred's shoulders separating me and my brother.

No...non! Please! Bring Alfred back! I do not want to be alone I need someone...I need someone here with me or....I'm...I'm. A hand suddenly fell onto my shoulder, turning around to see the familiar face of Gilbert and Ivan looking back at me. Shaking my shoulder Gilbert mumbled. "Let's go sit down eh Birdie?" I couldn't help but smile at Gilbert's name for me. Nodding my head yes I followed silently behind the tall Prussian and Russian males.

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[ Gilbert's P.O.V ]


Birdie's messed up, he went off and bit up Alfred without a second thought about doing. Alfred...he just stood there and too all of Birdies punches, not caring about what Birdie was doing to him. I couldn't blame him, this is the second time (y_n) will be in the hospital. I guess that bludgeoning Alfred is okay, no...no it's not okay at all.

Walking back into the stuffy, waiting room once again with it's uncomfortable chairs a cup of warm coffee in my hands I could see that Birdie was talking to Ivan. Yes, the Russian is indeed a very scary dude (but not to the awesome me) but he seems to get along with Russia just fine much to Alfred's plea's for Birdie to avoid becoming friends with the former Commie. Birdie ignored his brothers warnings, and his pleas to just ignore the Russian, but I guess that Birdie just couldn't ignore someone like Ivan for very long.

Yes, in truth I know that Birdie was afraid of Ivan for a while but...Ivan if you look at it both him and Birdie are the same. People only look at Ivan's past, while people cannot even see Birdie. Not one person has been willing to look past the most obvious of things that each Physical Representation of each country has tried to hide. People only shun Russia because of his past, and all of the things that happened during a period of horrible turbulence. While most people refused to acknowledge Canada for whatever the reasons might be.

Until (y_n) came along and raised Canada's spirits. I guess, it was only a matter of time before (y_n) would befriend Russia as well, strengths the friendship between the Representation's of both Canada and Russia. I guess it would be fair to say that (y_n) decided that she would use herself as a medium in order for everyone to become friends.

Tapping Birdie's shoulder with his cup of coffee his attention turning to me his doe blue eyes full of un-shed tears. A small smile formed on his face as he reverted to his use of French to avoid shedding any tears. "Gilbert... ah je vous remercie." taking the small paper cup out of my hand I took a seat next to Ivan, the Russian being very quite and very still now that my prescience in in the room.

Small sniffles filled the room, Birdie was trying to hold back his tears. Reaching out with a hesitant hand only for Ivan's to beat me to Birdie's disheveled hair, slightly stunned Birdie looked at Ivan. The Russian looking down at him with kind amethyst eyes as he said.

"Do not worry Canada...Matthew Williams (y_n) will wake up. She is a very strong girl. Something like this will not kill her, I'm fairly certain that whatever God she prays to that they will spare her a second time." a small smile appeared on Ivan's face, though it was a bit crooked and the sides of his lips were raised at an odd angle I couldn't help but make a note to myself that Ivan indeed knows how to smile.

Yes, though the smile may be strange for having no reason to use it until he met Birdie and (y_n) it's the beginning of a real smile. Chuckling I stood up as well, ruffling Birdie's hair as I said. "Kesse~ Ivan here is right. (Y_n) will be just fine. She's a fighter just like you, and if anyone is trying to take her away no matter who they are even Death we will do everything in our power to make sure that the two of you will be together once again. After all...she is very important to the country of Canada....eh Birdie?"

Biting his lip, Birdie stood up a small smile on his face as he threw his arms around both myself and Ivan. Hiding his face on both mine and Ivan's shoulder he mumbled.

"Gilbert...Ivan...Merci. Merci beaucoup." slowly moving his head away from our shoulder's he translated his words into English for both mine and Ivan's sake. "Thank you...thank you so much. I'm not sure where I would be if you were not here with me."

I lightly pushed Birdies shoulder, wrapping my arm around his neck, laughing again while ruffling his hair my simple reply was. "Hahah, that's what friends are for Birdie!! Were here to make you smile, laugh, and be happy again!"

Ivan muttered a quite 'Het' before he spoke aloud. "Het...I know that we are a poor substitute for (y_n) but everyone is here to help support you. If you feel the need to reach out for one of us to comfort you comrade do not hesitate for we are all here for you."

"Kesse~ Ivan is right! Were all your friends, were all here for you! But, let's move off of this sappy subject and go see how Alfred is doing~" a small chuckle emanated from Birdie's form a smile on his face slowly wiping away the tears he said.



"Yes...I'd like to see if Alfred is okay....I would like to be with him while (y_n) is...is in there."

Walking out of the waiting room, both Ivan and myself standing on both sides of Birdie, I could see Birdie's boss standing there looking very angry about Birdie just ditching his job like this, but before I could speak up and tell the human to 'fuck off' Ivan stepped in. Muttering low words to him, Birdie's boss left the hospital, smiling once Birdie was escorted to Alfred's room where he was recovering I turned to Ivan slapping him on the back as a friendly gesture I mumbled.

"Ah, you really do care about Birdie don't you Ivan~" looking at Ivan, I was momentarily frightened Ivan was grinding his teeth together, killing intent floating in his eyes as he said. "Remove your hand from my back Prussia and I may consider letting you live."

Ah, forget what I said earlier about Ivan being a good friend! He's still the same un-awesome Russia that we all know him to be.

Then again...nevertheless he's Birdie's friend so I cannot entirely hate him...damn it. This is such an un-awesome situation.
Wahh!!! I'm so sorry about the long wait for this to be updated! I should have posted this a long time ago, but I was just stuck on how I would have tied both Russia and Prussia into this chapter. Then the idea hit me yesterday~ and this is the finished product. c:

I tried to make this chapter a bit fluffy and happy with Russia and Prussia. xD Well, I think I'll end this in two more chapters. I like fluffy endings, and even numbers. .w.

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KayleeRea's avatar
Love this! :) Hope to be reading more soon~