"Yamada." Unohana groaned under her breath. "How on earth did this happen, Yamada?"
Hanataro Yamada, who was still in shock from the explosion, was in no way fit to offer an explanation. Unohana sat down in the rubble, her long white captains coat now blackened with soot.
"Do you even know where we are?" Unohana asked. This snapped Hanataro out of his funk instantly; he hadn't realized that they weren't in the seretei anymore.
"W-what?" He asked, standing a little taller as he came out of his semi-fetal position.
"We're somewhere in the World Of The Living, but I can't put a trace on where." Unohana elaborated. "It's like nothing I've ever felt before."
"Oh my god, vat is this?" A feint voice with a trilling accent could be heard through the smoke. "I sink that something exploded!"
"Da, it would appear so." A deeper voice with a different accent responded to the first one. Hanataro and Unohana were well versed in English, but they weren't used to the accents they were now hearing.
"I'll get the broom!" A third voice, even more nervous sounding than the first could now be heard, and then the pattering of feet as the last person ran off.
"Well, we may as well introduce ourselves." Unohana whispered to a shaking Hanataro.
"Uh huh." He managed, though he had begun to slouch again.
Unohana groaned silently. I wish that Yamada had more confidence. He should stand tall and proud, not just cower beside me like a frightened rabbit. It's awful, how other treat him, but he's in my care now. And whoever these accented strangers are, I'll keep him safe from them too.
"Hello." Unohana said as she exited the rubble. Looking at the man in front of her, she was shocked to find him smiling down at her.
"Hello." He said with a smile. "I am Russia. Who are you?"
"I am Captain Restu Unohana, and this is Seventh Seat Hanataro Yamada." Unohana replied with a small bow, understanding now that this man was not Japanese.
"You are from Japan, da?" Russia asked, studying the pair quietly. Unohana nodded.
"Yes." She replied. "And no." Her calm smile twitched slightly in amusement.
"Yet how can that be?" Russia asked in somewhat halting English.
"Would you believe me if I told you the truth?" She asked. Russia seemed to consider for a moment, then nodded.
"We're Shinigami." Unohana said. "We are like ghosts, but we have a solid form and a duty to perform. We help sprits pass on and find their peace, and we vanquish and cleanse the unclean spirits."
"Ah." Russia said. "I can see why you would think that someone would not believe you. However, I am the human embodiment of the country of Russia, so it is not all that shocking to me."
"Do you have a human name, something that we can call you other than Russia?" Unohana asked.
"Da, it is Ivan." Russia replied. His purple eyes sparkled. It had been awhile since he had stood and talked with someone who was talking to him because they wanted to, not because they were too afraid to leave.
"Ivan, if I may ask, who is that stand beside you?" Unohana asked, tilting her head to get a better look at the brown haired boy who was standing behind Russia.
"Oh! I completely forgot him!" Russia said with a grin. "This is Lithuania, but you can call him Toris." Lithuania stepped forwards to shake Unohana's hand.
"H-hi." Hanataro said with a shy smile as he shook Lithuania's hand.
"Hello." Lithuania replied.
"Tell me, Restu, vhy have you come to my house?" Russia asked. Unohana looked a little shocked at the informal use of her first name, but dismissed it as a cultural difference.
"I did not mean to." She confessed. "Me and Yamada were simply talking with Mayuri of the Research and Development department when his daughter, Nemu, spilled something. The next moment we had exploded, and we were here." Russia nodded thoughtfully.
"Hmm…" He replied. "I think I know just the person to help you go home." And he led the way towards England's house.