RusCan: Winter Nightmares (Sequel to Snowy Relationships)

Chapter Five: Все ваши вина

Chapter Five: Все ваши вина

One year later....

Russia looked across the table toward the young nation slowly coming in and out of consciousness, he frowned as America tried to snap Canada out of his haze and back into the meeting, but it seemed to be no use at all; he would just fall back to sleep a few minutes later. He was exhausted, like always, from all the running back and forth, the traveling, all the world issues took their toll on everyone, Russia too. Some could handle it, some couldn't, someone as laid-back as Canada definitely couldn't, Russia knew that and worried all the time about his overworking, plus the lack of sleep Canada clearly had.

Their meeting continued with the boy fading in and out, like England or Spain were doing, America being more quiet than usual with his own issues overpowering his mind; Russia was concerned about the lack of talks or fights, he was looking forward to seeing them talk to him after a while of silence in his own home; it upset him when no one really talked. Eventually the meeting ended with Germany signing off for the next meeting in China, which Canada and America both signed at, traveling to Europe was always a hassle, especially after traveling to Lithuania today for the meeting. "Why can't we ever have a meeting in North America?" America whined. "It's a pain for us to always take ten hour flights to whatever country here!"

"Well you never let anyone into your country aru." China noted.

"Not my fault..." America glared. "But come on. I can make it work if you guys just agree for me to have a meeting!"

"Fine." Germany gave in. "It's been a while, so fine. We'll put D.C. on the list, agreed?"

"Yes! Thank you!" America smiled and pumped his fist into the air. Germany disregarded the remark and let out the meeting, everyone didn't stick around for it, except for America and Russia, who were left to clean, unlike Canada who quickly ignored everyone and was the first to leave for once. Russia picked up the extra papers on the floors as America cleared off his section of the table, Russia glared at him and he quickly spread his cleaning to the rest of the table. "So...Russia..." Russia looked up toward the American's awkward conversation starter. "Haven't talked to you in a pretty long time... What up?"

"Nothing." Russia cleaned up the papers without giving a single look towards the American.

"How's, um, you and Mattie?" He awkwardly ask, wasn't his business, but he wanted to know.

"Fine."

"Just fine?"

"Just fine." Russia gave a glare towards him. "Why do you care?"

"W-Well I just wanna make sure you two are okay," America looked away a bit. "When was the last time you and him actually saw each other or even talked?"

"None of your business America." Russia grabbed his own notes and began to leave. "Good bye now."

"H-Hey Russia,"

Russia stopped at the way out of the door and turned back at him. "What do you want?"

"He's trying." America said. Russia's heart dropped, he frowned a bit and even squinted his eyes at the hint of pain he felt in his chest when he heard this. "He really is."

"I know..." Russia turned away and quickly left out the door, his scarf flowing in the air from his speed, and left the American to clean the rest himself.

OOO

Russia knocked on the hotel room's door, hoping he wasn't being disturbing or annoying, hoping the boy was there. "Matvey?" He called a bit but there was no answer. He heard small claw marks at the bottom of the door, then the locking clicking open. The door creaked open and Russia could see the little polar bear clinging onto the door knob and hanging from it, slowly losing his grip.