Hetalia Oneshot Collection (BoyxBoy)

Prucan - You Noticed

"Listen up you guys; I am very unhappy that you always disregard me in the meeting! I am a proud country and you should pay attention to me. I mean, America is the asshole of the world and I get blamed for it. Do you know how many times I get beat up for his stupidity? I have had enough!" the Canadian yells into the meeting hall for the G8 countries. The countries refuse to notice his presence every day, but today was different. Canada was yelling!

"Whoa dude, calm down! You are totally overreacting," America yelled over the mumbling questions. He walked up to his brother-figure and patted his shoulder. "Just have some maple syrup and you'll feel better."

Canada was fuming. He was sick of being treated like a kid all the time because everyone thought he was so small. Canada is bigger than America! "You think maple syrup will always fix my problems. Well it's time for me to address some. I. HATE. YOU. AMERICA!" Canada yells as he runs out of the room.

"What was that guy's probrem?" Japan asks Germany and Italy quietly. Italy just hides behind Germany saying 'he's scary Doitsu, save me!' "Well whoever he is, he's not very nice to pass judgement so quickry. America can be nice at times," Japan mumbles to himself. Yep, they STILL didn't know who he was. Only America knew that his little brother was the one yelling, and was upset that he wasn't someone to look up to anymore.

-CHANGING PERSPECTIVE-

Canada is still running away, tears springing from his eyes. No one cared about him, so what could he do but keep running from the stares of the others in the halls. Canada couldn't see any more due to the fogginess of his eyes, and bumped into a slightly taller man who proceeded to fall back onto the floor, sending the Canadian onto his behind

"Ow! Vhat zhe heck is vrong vith you?" a German accent met the Canadian's ears and he wiped his eyes. There in front of him sitting on the floor was the infamous Prussia, who seemed to be in a pretty good mood for just being knocked over. "Oh it's just you Canada, how did zhe meeting go?"

Canada felt new tears flooding his vision and he hid his face, sobbing into his sleeves. Prussia gulped nervously and tapped the Canadian's head. Did I make him cry like zhis? I feel shtupid now, Prussia thought to himself as he slowly lifted the Canadian into his arms to carry away from all the people pointing and staring.

After Prussia sat the boy into his car and began driving away, Canada finally stopped sobbing but was still whimpering. Man, did the country feel small then. Canada looked up to see a determined-looking Prussia driving him down to his house. All Canada wanted to do was curl up in his bed when he got home, but he needed to thank the ex-country somehow.

Prussia pulled his BMW 650i convertible into the Canadian's driveway and got out quickly, rushing over to Canada's side to lift him out of the car. Canada was blushing maple leaf red as Prussia carried him into his house (the door was unlocked because Canada has guards around his house) and set him onto a white plush couch, sitting down beside him.

"Now you vill tell zhe awesome me vhat vas vrong vith your meeting today," Prussia announced comfortingly. Canada nodded and explained. He explained the fact that no one notices him; no one even knew who he was when he was yelling at them, and America.

"I said I hated my brother, now I feel awful," Canada cried softly. Prussia wasn't the one to come to when you were down in the dumps, so he didn't really know what to do. What did Germany always do to cheer him up when he was a little kid? Sing? Oh zhere's no vay I can sing like him! I vill sound so shtupid! Prussia sighed. There was nothing else he could do for the country.

"Canada?" Prussia asks nervously. Canada looks up to him. "Do you need a hug?" The crying country looks at him for a second before lunging into his warm arms and crying. Prussia wraps his arms around the nation and pulls the Canadian onto his lap softly.

Though I try to remind myself every morning

Prussia began singing. Canada seized crying and looked up at the bright red country holding him. Yeah, I can sing more awesomely zhan my bruder ever could! Prussia awarded himself happily.

That I am stretched by leagues, over lakes, in basins deep

Bare land and huddled trees

Canada had completely stopped crying, and was now listening to the usually irritating country singing beautifully.

No great knowing awakes me now

In comforting

No distance longs to be born of

No new longing

Prussia ended and looked down at Canada, who was looking back in amazement. "I-I didn't know you could sing Prussia," Canada stuttered, remaining in the ex-nation's lap.

"Vell, nezher did I," he laughed, hugging Canada. "Please stay strong. I don't vant you to disappear, it vouldn't be awesome," Prussia mumbles into the Canadian's hair.

"OK, I will stay strong for you," Canada laughs, kissing Prussia's cheek. "Thank you for always noticing me Prussia, it's kept me strong." The usually composed country was stuttering and playing with his hair nervously.

Canada laughed and kissed Prussia again, this time on the lips softly. The Prussian gasps in shock, but kisses back happily. "I love you," Canada whispers into the kiss. After a few minutes of soft kisses, Canada pulls away and looks at Prussia lovingly.

"You know, you may be more awesome than me," Prussia laughs happily.

Gawww! This was a request sent in by Near_my_boytoy, so go check them out. Hope you all enjoyed, and sorry for not updating anything recently. Lots of papers to write and classes to attend. I though a few more years of high school would do me good at this point. I'm too scared to go on my own. Luckily I found a few people who felt the same way, so we all live in the flat now. Yay for not having to pay for rent on my own!

A demain mes chéris!