RusCan: Snowy Relationships

Chapter 4: Sibling

"Here." he said handing him the drink. He at first didn't take it but then he took it and gulped it down. "Better?" Russia nodded.

You so need my help, he thought. "So. Still don't think you don't need my help?" Russia didn't respond to the Canadian's comment. He rolled his eyes a bit and gave the glass back to Canada. Russia coughed a little more but managed to keep it down. Canada tried again to check the Russian's temperature, but he moved away.

"Please let me help." Canada said. Russia didn't move or say anything back for another moment. Then, he moved back to the Canadian. Canada gave a little grin and placed the back of his hand to Russia's forehead. He was warm. The fever had gone down, but it seems that it was still high. "Hold on a second." He went into the closet and looked for a first aid kit on the floor. He opened it up and looked through it. There it is, he picked up a digital thermometer and went back to Russia.

"Open your mouth." he said turning the thermometer on. Russia stared at the Canadian for a second and then opened his mouth a little. Canada put the tip of it under the Russian's tongue. "Close it." and Russia listened.

Beeeep, he took the thermometer out and looked at the number. Mon Dieu! 102.5! "R-Russia your fever is back, and its pretty high."

"Oh. I thought so." Russia said. Well if you thought so couldn't you say that!

"I have to bring it down." Canada wet another cloth and brought it over to Russia. Russia let the Canadian help and didn't move as he gently placed the cloth on his head again. Russia held it there as he laid back against the pillows in his bed.

Canada reached for Russia's scarf but Russia quickly grabbed onto his wrist and stopped him.

"What do you think you are doing boy?" Russia said harshly.

"Y-you need to take some of that off. I-it won't help you." Canada tried to pull his hand away but Russia didn't let him move and actually put more pressure on his wrist, he was crushing it!

"R-Russia," He yelped. "S-Stop." The Russian continued to crush the Canadian's wrist like it was punishment.

"Do not touch my scarf."

"Ok! Ok! I'm sorry! Let go please!" He still tried to pull it out but still no budge, he suck his hand in the trap and it wouldn't let go. "Let go!"

"I'm not done yet." Russia smiled. The pain on Canada's face amused him, pleasured him.

"Laissez aller mon salaud!" Canada yelled. Russia was on the verge of breaking the boy's wrist, until Kumajirou jumped up and bit Russia's arm. Russia simply looked at the bear but didn't let his grip go. Kumajirou bit in deep though, he broke the skin, which he never did unless he was defending himself; or apparently, defending Canada. Russia continued to stare at the bear as he dug his teeth deeper into the Russian's arm. Finally, he let go of Canada's wrist so the bear let go of Russia.

Canada grabbed his wrist with his other hand and carefully moved his fingers. Nothing broke, thank god, but any longer and something would of broke. Kumajirou licked his teeth, that might have been the first time he actually bit someone and broke the skin. Polar bears are animals, fighting and biting were in their blood. Kumajirou was like Canada though, staying out of any fights and attacks, so the Canadian was very shocked when he saw this.

Russia lifted his arm toward his body and looked at the cut. He's lucky Kumajinu didn't rip his arm off, Canada thought. Bears can do that, no matter how small they were.

Canada looked at the bite mark on Russia's arm, it bled out, not a lot but it was bleeding. He thought about what he should do. He had already gotten involved and Kumajirou was his pet, so he should be responsible right? Canada went back to the first aid kit and got out some bandages, then back to the Russian. He was already in the Russian's snake pit, didn't matter anymore, he knew he would meet his grave eventually.