Please Remember Me

Chapter 5

Third P.O.V

A week had passed since they went to the cat cafe. Russia had more or less forgotten about what America had told him, for now.

Belarus had a group project to do with Canada so she was going over to his house to complete it.

Canada lived with his brother, America, so when Russia heard that Belarus was going over to their house, he wanted to come along as well.

USSR didn't really mind, "As long as they are okay with it." He said. Belarus checked with Canada, and sure enough, the other family didn't mind as well. After hearing that, USSR of course went back to doing his work.

Ukraine didn't share the same opinion, however. "You can get to see him some other time, you know." He told Russia. "But I want too see him whenever I can!" Russia replied.

Ukraine frowned, "Wouldn't you rather spend time with me?" Russia thought for a moment before replying, "I get to see you everyday, but I see America only a few times a week, sometimes a month."

Ukraine wanted to argue back but couldn't since that was a reasonable argument. "Why can't you just come with us?" Russia asked, tilting his head. "Well, you know America and I aren't on good terms." Ukraine mentioned, folding his arms.

Russia frowned, "oh..." he mumbled but it was loud enough for Ukraine and Belarus, who was beside Russia, to hear.

Belarus walked over to Ukraine and placed her hand on his shoulder, "Let him go, look at how eager he was. Besides, the project will probably only take an hour. What could go wrong?" She smiled.

Ukraine pursed his lips for a second before whispering something to Belarus, making her smile falter just a tiny bit before she said, "I'll keep an eye on him." Which made Russia all the more confused.

Russia slid closer to them, "What are you two talking about?" He asked. "Oh, nothing special." Belarus smiled gently at him. Ukraine nodded, "Nothing important."

Russia raised an eyebrow but didn't ask anymore questions, trusting his siblings to not hide anything from him.

Belarus took Russia by the hand, "Come on, let's go!" She exclaimed and lead them both out the front door.

It was about a ten minute walk from theirs to Canada's house. They were greeted by everyone, including the dog, Cocoa, who kept sniffing them.

Belarus and Canada went upstairs to Canada's room to do the project, leaving Russia and America alone in the living room. France and Britain were there, or to be more specific the dining room, but didn't really pay attention to them as they went back to their conversation.

Russia sat next to America on the couch. "What do you want to do?" Russia asked. "I dunno, maybe look at some memes from Instagram?" America suggested. "Sure!" Russia agreed and America took out his phone.

Of course since it was instagram, there would be a few pictures and selfies from people America followed. Which were his friends, of course.

There was one photo of Czechia seemingly passed out drunk, his face on the floor and butt facing up into the air. The photo was from Slovakia. The background made it seem like they were at a party.

America and Slovakia weren't that close at all, actually. America just follows him for funny pictures of Czechia when he was drunk. Everyone thinks it's safe to say that, even though he is a senior student,(There's no legal drinking age-) Czechia wasn't the best role model.

Russia giggled at the picture and America chuckled. "That did happen to you once, you know?" America said to Russia. Russia was surprised, "Really? But I don't drink alcohol that often."