One of a Feather (kazaknada) Canada x Kazakstan

Chapter Three:Cut, cut! Cut!~

Canada woke to do his early classes and accidentally woke Kazakstan when sitting up and stretching he mumbled something in french and walked to his room and unpacked a clothing box and changed then walking back and seeing a Kazakstan pretending to sleep. He chuckled and picked up the blanket he accidentally dropped onto the ground when getting up. "My apologies Kazakstan-... Why am I talking to a sleeping angel?" He shrugged and made a quick breakfast before almost leaving. "Books right." He walked to his room and packed his backpack for his classes. Then he walked out and looked at Kazakstan.

He smiled seeing the boy resting and walked over and knelt. "Heh..." Then carefully the Canadian picked up the other and carried him to his bed. He then pulled the overs over the other and smiled. He reached to feel his wings before hesitating and shaking his head. "School right."

The Canadian let a quick note on Kazakstan's door and skipped down the hall crashing into someone. "Oh I'm so sorry!" "It's okay." Canada took the offered hand and got pulled up. "I'm going to be late I'm so sorry- oh Ukraine I didn't know it was you!"

The girl blushed and nodded. "Um... I kinda checked your schedule and we're signed for the same classes...want to walk together..?" "Sure!" Ukraine latched onto Canada's arm and the two walked together to their first class. The two spent most of their day together so when Canada got home he kinda expected Kazakstan not to be there. "Can I stay for a bit?" The Ukrainian asked. "Sure, just don't enter my roommates room." "Who is your roommate? Is it Russia?" The Canadian giggled. "As much as I'd like that, no it's your other brother Kazakstan."

Ukraine froze in her track stopping Canada from dropping his things. "Kazakstan? You haven't been making fun of him right?" "Of course not! I think his wings are pretty." "Okay..." The two walked over and Canada led Ukraine to his room and let her explore it while he set his bag down and started putting his things away. "What's this?" Ukraine asked making Canada stop from packing his boxers and socks. "Huh?"

"O-oh... uhm... just a project..." Canada's face started to burn. "Oh, okay." Ukraine carefully packed it back up. Canada smiled and started packing his clothes into his dresser again. "Can I help?" "Yeah sure, my hoodies should be in the box over there, can you hang them up in the closet?" Ukraine smiled and started hanging up sweaters. "Can I keep this one?" She asked turning to Canada and showing him a plaid pink and blue sweater. "Sure!" The Canadian said after looking. "As long as you'd like." Ukraine smiled and took off her flower crown then pulled on the sweater and placed her flower crown on again.

"Hey Canada?" "Yeah?" The Canadian shut the drawer and stood up with a smile. Ukraine stood up and got right in-front of the taller, "I need to tell you something." "Okay..?" Then the girl quickly kissed Canada and was calmly forced away and he just stared at her. Ukraine felt her heart shatter. Maybe Russia would win... "I..." She got hopeful again. "I don't feel the same... I'm sorry... Can't we just be friends?"

Ukraine wanted to cry by she forced a smile and nodded walking out. "I'll see you tomorrow..." Canada watched her walk off and laid on his bare bed before sighing and setting up the rest of his room when the door opened and two voices were talking.

Russia peeked into Canadas room to see him staring at the floor. "Hey you okay?" Canada looked at him and started crying. "I'm sorry!" He hid his arms and Russia saw it. "Are you punishing yourself again..?" Canada just sobbed crying about how sorry he was. Russia hugged the other. "It's okay... it's okay." Canada was shaking and a triage of crying, apologizing and holding his wrists. "Why, why again Nada? Why..?"

Canada just sobbed out his sorries and shook. Russia pulled away and looked at his wrists two deep cuts long down his arm. "What made you do this Leaf?" He asked looking at the Canadian. "She kissed me and I upset her. I'm sorry... I'm so sorry.." Russia shushed the boy and held him while using one hand to find the weapon. Once he felt it he pulled it away and tossed it to the other side of the room.