HetaOni (Canada x Reader)

Here's Canada's Version! After this, I'll start on taking the ones that have already been published to the next chapter, rather than starting all the prologues.
BUT I WILL GET AROUND TO IT
I promise. Pinky promise! They're like, the most legit promise's there are. ♥
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Tears fell freely from your eyes, you stared at Canada, and he was hurt. He was injured, injured beyond help.
You leaned over him crying into his chest.

"C-Canada! You jerk, don't die on me" you pleaded "Don't die on me please…"

You sobbed into his chest, listening to his steadily slowing heart-beat.

"_-________? Is that you?" he asked gently

You sat up, and crawled up, onto the bed you had rested him on. "Yeah! Yeah it's me!"

He looked up at you through cracked glasses, he was battered and bruised. Blood fell from his wounds.

"Thank you…__________"

You cried even more.

"H-hey! Don't cry", he gently placed a hand on yours.

You grabbed his hand and gripped it, you gripped it tightly.

"I'm sorry!" you bawled "I should have gotten there sooner! I should have fought that thing! I-I-I" You couldn't bring yourself to say the words…'I should have saved you'

You were too scared, too frightened to do anything, you didn't help him…You couldn't.

"__________ Stop" he said gently "It's alright…"

"No! No it isn't!" you sobbed.

You laid down beside him on the bed, and moved right into him, still holding his hand.

"I won't leave you again, ok!? I'll stay with you-I'll stay with you until-"you got all choked up "Until-"

"Shhh" he hushed "You can't, you have to get out of here before that-"

"I don't care! I don't care if I get eaten! Just…Just let me stay here with you…"

Tears started falling from his eyes too.

"What are you crying about?" you said

"Don't get yourself killed-because of me"

You didn't reply, you just cried even more.

His breathing got worse, and worse, shallower and shallower.

"C-Canada!?"

"___________, thank you for staying with me, and-and listening to me"

"Canada, don't die…Please"

"If I could, then I would. I'd stay with you, I'd stay with for as long as-"He fell into a coughing fit.

"Canada!?"

"__________. I-I think you're pretty…_________"

"Canada…"

"You're the funniest and nicest girl I know _________, I wanted to tell you that before I-"

You cut him off, by placing a gentle and quick kiss on his lips, catching some of the blood on them.

"You're supposed to make this easier for me" you whispered, crying

His cheeks were slightly tinged pink, but he smiled. It always made you happy when he smiled.

You lay back down beside him, and listened to him breath before the steady rise and fall of his chest stopped.
He stopped breathing, his heart stopped beating, but he didn't stop smiling.

He laid on the bed, a smile still tugging at his lips, in an endless sleep.

Tears fell from your eyes heavily, you don't know how long you lay beside his body, crying, but it felt like forever. When you finally calmed down, you just sat up and looked him.

His hair was all scraggly, with dried bits of blood throughout it, his clothes were torn and splattered with more blood and he was bruised here and there.
You didn't want him to die like this.

You sat up, and stumbled of the bed, and made your way down through the halls.

You borrowed a bowl from the kitchen, and went to the only tap that worked in this place, and then you made your way back up the stairs. Taking fresh blankets from a neighbouring bedroom, you returned to Canada's.

You put the bowl of water on the ground, and lifted Canada off the bed, he was limp and heavy, you willed yourself not to cry.

You took off the blood-stained sheets, and laid down the new ones, the tore rags from the others.
Dipping those rags in water, you wiped the blood of Canada's face, you took off his coat, which was stained beyond prepare, leaving him in a plain black T-shirt and his military pants.

You saturated the rags further and worked the blood out of his hair.

Finally, you chose a dry cloth, and gently cleaned his glasses, before returning them to him.

Lifting him up onto the clean bed, you laid him down gently.

Now he looked…Better, with only a few cuts and bruises that were visible. You laid down on the must blankets, next to him again.

…And you just lay there, beside him.

You began crying again.

He was your best friend, you knew him better than anyone, because you were the only one who listened to him. You were the only one that saw how sad he got when he was ignored, and so you took It upon yourself to make him smile. You put your class-clown personality to good use, you made him laugh, and smile…It made you so happy when he smiled.

A bang at the door snapped you out of your thoughts. Followed by another one, and another.

Your heart beat picked up, It was here.

With another bang, it kicked the door in and entered. Oh god was it ugly.

You sat up of the bed, and stood where you were.

You didn't fight it. You didn't stop it from killing you. You didn't scream either.

You had given up, now that Canada was dead…Maybe if you died too, you could see him again…

You wanted to see him smile…One more time.

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'A Deserted house in the Mountains…
About three hours on foot…
From the World Summit Place…
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No one knows how long it has been there…
Or who used to live in it…
But rumours said that it was…Haunted…'

You walked beside Canada, looking up at the house.

Everyone began discussing it…You just frowned, there was something weird about this place…And not the good weird…

"Is everything ok? _________?" asked Canada

You grinned at him "I won't lie, this place gives me the creeps" you said

"Yeah…Me too"

"Well it looks like Japan and the others aren't here" said Russia "I guess it's just the Six of us, da?"

Canada frowned at his obvious miscalculation.

"Don't be an ass Russia!" you whined "There are seven of us"

Russia looked at you "Oh right, sorry I forgot about you Canada"

You frowned at him.

"I-Its ok!" said Canada

You turned to him, smiling "C'mon then, we may as well get this over and done with"

"Yeah" he said gently

You two both made your way inside the mansion…

It was even creepier inside, but Canada was with you, and he was smiling…And as long as he was happy, and not sad, you really didn't care