RusCan: Snowy Relationships

Chapter 1: Beginning

"I know, I know. Your hungry. I'll get some food for you when we get there eh?"

"Who are you?"

"Canada." he picked his pet up, put him inside his jacket, and zippered it. "It's cold out."

"Okay." The bear had no problem with staying inside the boy's jacket, he would be kept warm from both the fluffiness of the jacket and Canada's body heat, not problem with that at all. He walked out of the heated meeting room to the cold outside world of Tokyo, which he always liked to see. He watched the other nations get into taxis, America decided to jump in and share one with England uninvited, and called one of his own.

As he stepped into the taxi, he took out his phone for a translator app, cause there is an app for everything. He looked up words to explain where he was going, the Japanese language wasn't his favorite, neither was Chinese.

The app had said to put your destination first, then the question, so, "Hoteru, um, ni ikitai desu." he tried to say. The driver seemed to understand the poorly spoke words.

"Hoteru?" he asked. "Namae?" Canada paused for a moment to figure out that namae must mean name, the name of the hotel.

"Oh um, Ana Intercontinental Tokyo." He finally said, (He forgot at first). But the driver understood and began to drive. Canada sat back in his seat and relaxed for a moment. The day was long, he was tired, and even starting to get a head ache. If his head started hurting, it usually meant a cold was coming on. He signed before getting back into reality from his little break. He took out his wallet and took some Yen out, Japan was kind and traded the money for him so he didn't have to waste time changing the currencies. He wasn't sure just how much he had but it would be enough for the taxi ride at least. The drive lasted another 10 minutes, by that time his eyes were closed and he was almost asleep until he felt the car come to a stop. He woke himself up and gave the driver the money, hoping he would get change back. But the driver wasn't cruel and took advance of Canada's very little knowledge of the Japanese ways and gave him back the right amount of change, even smiling at the Canadian.

"Thank-I mean arigato." he bowed his head a little for one of those bows, he knew that was important, but knew he was missing something with the thank you he gave. He put the change in his pocket, grabbed the suitcase he had, and went into the nice hotel.

"Domo." Canada said walking into the hotel.

"What?" Kumajirou asked, he woke up when they got out of the taxi.

"Domo arigato, that's how you say thank you. I only said arigato." Canada said, he knew he was forgetting something!

"Does it matter?" Kumajirou asked.

"I guess not." Canada shrugged. He waited on line to check into his room, he was looking forward to laying in a big bed and sleeping. The line finally went down as he went to check in, his head ache was getting worse by that time.

"Konban wa." The receptionist said smiling. Canada didn't remember what that was but he assumed it was a greeting. More translating time, he thought. He took out his phone to check his translation.

"Y-yoyaku shite arimasu." He said, he stuttered a bit. The receptionist smiled.

"And what is your name sir?" she said. Canada blinked in surprise.

"You speak English?"

"Yes sir, I have to you know?" She was pretty fluent in it too. Thank god, he thought.

Canada smiled, "Well that's a relief." he took out his passport. "My name is Matthew Williams, I have a reservation."

"Hai," she looked it up on her computer. "Just you sir?"