I was just minding my own business playing with Kuma on my bed until my papa barged into my room and showed me a drawing that I drew when I was little. He chuckled and cooed. "What a lovely picture non?" he asked with a grin still placed upon his lips. "N-no its a horrible picture," I muttered darkly as I held Kuma's padded paws.

He frowned at my response. "Well I think it's adorable...anyways I'll be leaving to hang out with Gilbert and Antonio, will you be okay here alone?" worry filled his voice now, his eyebrows furrowed, I laughed softly and gave him a reassuring smile. "Yeah, it's fine. I'll probably go out or something, Kuma is getting a little chubby too so I'll take him out on a walk." I heard Kuma growl at me angrily.

I held up my hands in defense. "Okay okay, you're...fluffy," I stated with a giggle. "Hey France get your arse down here!" Prussia's shout was heard from outside, Papa sighed and kissed my forehead. "I'll see you later Matthieu." He hugged me quickly and dashed downstairs where I then heard the door slam open and then slammed shut.

I let out a shaky breath that I didn't even know I was holding in until now, I grabbed Kuma and hugged him close to my chest. "Okay fluff ball lets go out." I smiled and slipped on my shoes before heading downstairs and headed outside where the cold wispy wind nipped at my nose and a strong freezing wind chilled me to the bone.

I looked down at Kuma who snuggled in my arms. "Too cold for you eh? You do know that you're a polar bear right?" this deserved me a glare from him. "Okay, I'm sorry." I apologized and strolled toward the woods that were just behind the house. I hummed a quiet tune until I was interrupted by a familiar booming voice that made my heart leap in my throat.

"Come on Iggy your too slow!" Alfred laughed aloud. "Shut it you wanker..it's too damn cold to even be outdoors," Arthur complained, I followed their voices and they soon came into view. Arthur had jeans wearing a thick jacket on with a red scarf wrapped securely around his mouth just barely covering his bright red nose, Alfred wore a plain brown long-sleeved shirt with his bomber jacket and worn jeans.

I took a deep breath and placed a fake smile on my face and waved at them. "Hi, guys." I greeted, Alfred grinned at me and slung an arm around Arthur's shoulder. "Sup bro! What you doing out here!?" he asked loudly causing the brit beside him to cringe, "I-I'm just taking kuma..kumayoyo? Out for a walk." I stammered out as I tightened my grip on Kuma.

Rustling noises coming from beyond had startled all of us and a person that I never thought would show up jumped out from a jumble of shrubs. Dark skin and brown eyes with dark hair swaying with the rhythm of the cold harsh wind, Cuba...anger and hatred filled his eyes. He pointed at Alfred. "You! America I have some unfinished business with you..it took me a while to find you but eventually, I succeeded." He cracked his knuckles with a smirk.

Alfred stood in front of Arthur for protection, his own blue eyes were filled with his own anger like a wild cat protecting its cub, he opened his mouth to say something but I instantly cut him off. "Hey donkey face I'm America! Can you really not tell?" I yelled at Cuba, his head shot towards my direction. "I dare you to try and catch me!" I tried to imitate Alfred's obnoxious voice and yell.

His teeth were clenched together and I knew he was all ready to attack me, I took a quick glance at Alfred and smiled at him before running further into the woods with Cuba hot on my tail. My heart pounded harshly against my ribs, my lungs felt like they were being stabbed with the cold wind rushing into them, Kuma had whined with the strong grip I had on him, he gnawed at my arm and eventually, he got loose and escaped my grasp.

I panicked and tried to stop running but my foot caught on a loose tree root and I came hurtling down on the ground, my body slammed against rocks possibly causing bruises to form. I groaned and squeezed my eyes shut in pain, I could hear heavy footfalls stepping on dead leaves and twigs. A rough hand grabbed at my hair and tugged roughly making me sit up on my knees, I never thought Cuba could be this dangerous.

I remembered when he was actually nice to me but now he was a beast from another world, I smiled widely just how Alfred would do in these type of situations. "What are you smiling about?" he barked angrily. "Nothing I'm just impressed," I stated honestly. He punched me square in the gut where my bruise that Arthur made was just starting to heal but now it was going to take longer to heal.

I bit my lip hard until a metallic taste filled my mouth, he started kicking me until I couldn't hold myself up and I collapsed on the ground. Before Cuba could do any more damage Kuma jumped from a tree and began to attack him, he scratched and bit Cuba until he grabbed a hold of Kuma's fur and tossed him roughly on the ground. "Kumajiro!" I yelled and crawled to him.

He whimpered and whined as I carefully carried him in my arms. "You can hurt me all you want...just don't ever touch Kuma!" I yelled with tears of anger brimming at my eyes, Cuba clicked his tongue and slowly walked towards me, I shut my eyes and waited for another blow but a yell from afar interrupted him. "Leave my bro alone!" Alfred yelled angrily. "If you mess with one of my sons you're dead!" Arthur was also in anger.

"If I see a single scratch on him you're going to wish you'd never been born!" Papa's voice made me jump in surprise. "You mess with one of us you mess with all of us." Prussia's voice boomed along with Spain's. Cuba slowly backed away from me and looked at the people who looked like they were going to kill him any second. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to harm him!" Cuba's voice was shaky with fear.

He looked at me once more before running away deeper into the dark woods, I sighed and looked down at Kuma who breathed rigidly in my arms. "I'm so sorry Kuma..." I hugged him close but softly, everyone was soon surrounding me. "Matthieu look at me." My papa commanded wearily, I refused to let them see me wounded like the weakling I was like I wasn't capable of defending myself which was true.

His thumb rested under my chin and he lifted it up making me look directly at him with teary eyes. "That damn Cuba will pay for all these wounds..." He muttered angrily as his other hand clenched tightly into a first. "You'll have to get in line." Arthur chuckled.

"Papa..kuma..is he going to be alright?" I asked worriedly, everyone's eyes lit up with surprise. "You look like hell Mattie...and you're worried about your bear?" Alfred said in utter shock. "Can you stand Matthew?" Arthur asked suddenly to change the objective, I looked down and took a deep breath before looking back up with the fakest smile I could ever suppress. "Yeah, I'm fine."

I stood up without making a noise. "I'm really worried about Kuma though....just as long as he's fine I'm fine." I hid my limp as we all walked back to Papa's house. Once we arrived I groaned and collapsed on the couch landing on my back so Kuma would be laying on my stomach, "Matthieu I need you to remove your shirt." Papa said plainly. "W-what! Why!?" I asked in disbelief.

After being tackled and forcibly removed from my shirt, all my wounds were mended along with Kuma's, and ready to heal with a good rest. Everyone eventually forgot about me and left when they were positive Kuma and I were okay. I never felt so alone in my life...no wait I have and it was never once, it was my whole life. I just wanted to be loved and cared for, am I invisible because they choose to ignore me? Am I not...important?

I hugged Kuma closely. "At least you can see me..." I trailed off sadly. "Maybe I should've let Cuba beat me to death. Maybe then people will notice me." that seemed like the best idea to me but even so I doubted it so much.