For: MewMewAni

Great. Just what Canada needed. Another reason to be miserable. This was not his week. First, his idiot brother almost got himself killed in a fight that HE had to break up, then France had tried to get him to have sex with him AGAIN, then Arthur had tried to attack him thinking he was America and now he was sick.

Stuck in bed and lonely Canada stared at the ceiling with sad eyes. He felt... Odd. Sadder then maybe he should have been. He shrugged it of as his usual depression and stood. Stumbling, he made his way wobbly downstairs. The second his feet hit the hardwood the doorbell rang.

He sighed and pulled his house coat around him tighter and answered it. There, standing in the snow, stood a tall, thin, very familiar Prussian.

"Hallo!" he greeted. "P-prussia, are you looking f-for America? I think y-you've got the wrong h-house." he stammered, dark red blush spreading across his face. "Nien! I came to see you! Don't worry Canada!" Prussia snickered.

Canada stepped aside to let the Albino in. "W-what did you need?" he asked. Red clashed with tired violet. Prussia thought a moment. "Are you okay? You seem really tired."

Canada nodded slowly. "I'm fine. Only a little tired." he replied with half closed eyes. Prussia raised an eyebrow but shrugged it off. "Well then can I stay a while? I'm kinda really bored." he gave a sheepish smile. Canada smiled softly and nodded. "Yeah, but I might have to have a nap later. So you'll have to find something to do by yourself for a while." "No problem!" Prussia skipped to the kitchen.

Canada followed. "Do you want something to drink? Or eat?" Prussia shook his head, "I'm good, danke!" Canada nodded and lead the other to the living room. They sat down and Gilbert picked up the remote. He turned on the German music station and sat back. Canada stood. "I'll make pancakes!" Prussia stood as well. "I'll help!" and skipped into the kitchen behind Canada.

Canada smiled softly and wondered how long the Albino would be there. He made the pancakes with the help of Prussia, whom was surprisingly an extremely good cook. The pancakes turned out amazing and both nations ended up eating 12 each.

When they were done it was 11:30 and Canada was feeling the need for a nap soon. He yawned and stood to clean. Prussia helped with that too surprisingly. Canada didn't picture Prussia to be the cleaning type.

When they were done that Prussia dragged Canada into the living room again going on about some video game. "Oh but Prussia I really need a nap. Please, just an hour." Prussia frowned. "Nap later. We've got much more awesome things to take care of." Canada sighed but took a seat on the couch next to the Albino.

Prussia turned on the gaming system and played for a while until he turned to ask for a drink. When he did so he found Canada asleep and flushed from a fever. Had Canada been sick the entire time? Wow. Prussia was an ass.

When Canada awoke he was laying in bed with a cold cloth across his forehead. Prussia was setting down a glass of water and some medication. Canada blinked. "Prussia?" He asked hoarsely. Prussia jumped. "Ah, you scared me. Yes its the awesome me. It was un-awesome of you to not tell me you were sick. Now you just rest. The awesome me will take care of you."

Canada blushed brightly. "Y-you what." Prussia smiled brightly. "Don't worry! I promise Im good at it. I took care of West when he was younger. Besides I want the people I care about to be in good health."

Canada blushed again. "Y-you care... About me?" Prussia blushed lightly and nodded. "Ja. Um... I-if you don't feel the same though that's okay. But Ich liebe ditch." Canada smiled at Prussia. "Je t'aime aussi!" he declared. "Guten." "Oui! C'est formidable Prusse!" "Gilbert." Prussia corrected. "My name is Gilbert." "Matthew." Canada smiled.

"Now shut up and get better Birdie, I wanna kiss you and I am not doing it while you're sick!"

A/N: this was a request. Thanks for my first one! love y'all.