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Greeted With A Kiss - Hetalia

Title: Greeted With A Kiss

Fandom: Hetalia

Summary: Thanks to his distracted brother, Canada has to greet Australia as he arrives alone. He expects Australia to either mistake him for America or be disappointed. But he gets the surprise of his life when Australia appears, greeting him first!

Pairing/s: Canada/Australia

Disclaimer: Don’t own nothing when it comes to Hetalia

Warnings: None

AN: Just wanted to my hand at another pairing. Pretty pointless, but I hope it’s cute nonetheless. Please let me know what you think!

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Canada had never held much fondness for airports, or rather, airport terminals. The only reason he was standing in the crowd of people anxiously awaiting the arrival of family members, friends or lovers was because America didn’t have the attention span for it. The waiting part, you see.

That was probably a little mean, but it was unfortunately true. He could spend hours upon hours killing zombies in those video games that Japan sends him, but for him to wait five to ten minute to greet a visiting Nation? No, that was simply too much to ask.

So, Canada, being the most reasonable and responsible brother, decided that it was his duty to greet Australia as he touches down on America’s behalf.

And truth be told, he wasn’t really looking forward to it. Oh, Australia was a great guy with a rather quirky personality and sense of humour. And, well, he was one of the few who didn’t get his name wrong on the occasions he spoke to him. And Canada liked him; he really did, even though that Koala bear of his scared him sometimes. Well, most times. And Australia did seem genuinely happy to be around him.

What he wasn’t looking forward too was the Aussie’s reaction when he sees only him. He’ll probably be disappointed that America wasn’t there to greet him, instead getting his quieter and ignored brother. He’ll appear slightly dejected before plastering that smile on his lips again, not as bright as before. It would be subtle, but Canada had seen too many of these reactions in his lifetime.

No, Canada mused to himself. He’ll mistake me for America.

Yeah, that was what was going to happen. Canada could play the whole scene out in his mind right now. Happened all the time. Why wouldn’t it happen this time? Those two got on so well together.

It could be rather depressing if he were to be honest. He could be just as cool and outgoing as America!

“Huh? Canada, mate!”

Canada snapped his head up just in time for Australia, the nation was unmistakable in boisterous personality and appearance, to suddenly appear directly before him. Canada only had time to mutter a small ‘maple’ before Australia dropped his bags and threw his arms around his neck in a very exuberant embrace. The force of his hug (well, more like a crash-tackle) caused Canada to instinctively wrap his arms around the Aussie’s waist as he stumbled backwards, somehow managing to stay upright and on his feet, taking all of Australia’s weight against him.

The laugh he heard in his right ear when Australia nuzzled his cheek against his sounded genuinely happy.

Australia then pulled back, but only slightly, keeping his arms wrapped securely around his neck. His vivid green eyes seemed to sparkle with a sense of excitement and something else he couldn’t quite put his finger on.

Canada, however, was unable to muse about what it could be when Australia suddenly leaned his face toward his and…pressed their lips together in what was undoubtedly as soft kiss.