A/N: I own no part of Hetalia: Axis Powers. All mistakes are my own! Hidekazu Himaruya does. If I did, Russia and Canada would be living in a field of sunflowers.

Ivan walked home from the movie he had seen with his "friends". They had invited him along so he wouldn't be lonely, but thy didn't hink he would notice. He had. Recently it seemed as if they had been hanging out with him less and less. Probably because they think I'm a freak. It was true though; Ivan knew he wasn't normal. He had what the doctor said were cognitive issues,so he had issues remembering. He also had hallucinations, so his "friends" had to help him figure out what was real. The doctors had no earthly idea what was wrong with him and couldn't figure out what to do. His friends had turned more into his babysitters. So of course they didn't want to hang out with him.

He had reached his door, and pulled out his key to unlock it. Inside the house, he could smell supper. His older sister Katyusha must have started dinner without him. Ivan and his sister Natalya lived with her after their dad died a year ago. " Ivan, is that you? I'm not expecting Natalya until tomorrow so I hope it is Ivan." Ivan laughed at his sister for rambling. He loved her Ukrainian accent. She had been raised there by Ivan's grandparents when his parents couldn't support her and themselves. She had moved to the United States when she was fifteen when the family was finally reunited. Natalya had been raised by his Uncle and Aunt in Belarus, and Ivan had been raised by his parents in Russia on a farm, because "boys should be able to handle much more work than a girl" his father would say. They had saved up every penny and moved to the U.S. when he was 12, Katyusha was 15, and Natalya was 9. They had all spoken Russian fairly well (Natalya and Katyusha could both speak two languages because of where they were raised) but had to overcome the barriers of living in the U.S. Their Mom had died when Iva was 14 and their dad when he was 15. Ivan was 16 now, and had lived with Katyusha since there dad died. "Yes, it's me, silly. Who else would it be?" Ivan said with a smile as he walked towards the kitchen. Katyusha was smiling, and he was happy for the first time today. All of a sudden, a man broke through the window and stabbed Katyusha through the back...

Katyusha was smiling at Ivan, her little brother. She was always worried about him because of his mental state, but she made sure he got to the doctor no matter how poor she was. She made sure Natalya got to play in the band too. Katyusha didn't get to do much for herself, but she didn't care as long as her siblings were taken care of. She looked back over at Ivan, who had a look of pure horror on his face. "Ivan? Ivan?" Ivan collapsed, and Katyusha ran over to him, dropping the knife she had been cutting vegetables with. "Ivan! Ivan!" She pulled out her phone and dialed 911.

Ivan woke up and heard voices. He kept his eyes closed and listened.

"Has this happened before?" "No, this is new."

Ivan recognized Katyusha's voice.

"Tell me ma'am, what symptoms has he experienced before?"

"... The last doctor said he was experiencing cognitive issues. Then he had a delusion where he thought that the events in some movie he saw were completely real. The he became dysfunctional with his school work. In the past week though, he told me about people being in the room with us. I think he's hallucinating." Katyusha then broke down and started crying.

"Well, ma'am, you named off the symptoms of an uncommon mental condition. We would like to keep him over the next week to observe and test him."

"Will it help him?" "If it's what i think it is, then we can help with some of his symptoms, but not all." "... Okay. I give you permission."

Ivan had been in the hospital for three days when Alfred, Arthur, Francis, and Yao came to visit him. They all had a sad look on their faces. Alfred, being the self claimed leader of the group stepped forward. " Ivan. This is hard for us to say, but, uhh, as of late we've been acting more like your babysitters than your friend. And we don't want to have a friendship like that. So, we aren't friends anymore."

Ivan had been out of the hospital for three days, and was finally going back to school. He walked over to the bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet and took his medicine. The doctor told him that he had schizoaffective disorder, and they put him on an antipsychotic. Today is going to be a long day.

12:30 p.m.

Ivan walked over towards his normal lunch table. His ex-friends saw him and shook their heads. Ivan sighed and walked towards the near deserted table in the corner. 3 people were sitting there, and one looked shockingly similar to Alfred. He sat at the other end of the table and didn't even bother opening the lunch his sister packed for him. Instead, he laid his head down on the table and sobbed silently. After about a minute, he felt a tap on his shoulder. The kid who looked oddly like Alfred was sitting next to him. "You can come sit next to us if you want. You don't have to sit down here all alone." Ivan thought the offer over, and decided to sit by them. "Okay." He grabbed his lunch and scooted down next to the group. a peppy looking Italian spoke up first. "Hi! I'm Feliciano! This big guy next to me is Ludwig!" Ludwig looked over at the Italian, who was practically sitting in his lap. " Felciano! For the love of Gott, get off of me!" Ludwig's face had turned a nice shade of red. " A-and I'm Matthew Williams." Ivan thought for a moment... But he couldn't remember anything. Dumb memory issues. "It's okay if you don't remember me. No one ever does, but we did a project in chemistry. And you're friends with my twin Alfred." At the sound of Alfred's name, Ivan started crying. " I knew I had heard your name before. *sob* I have memory problems. *sob*" Ivan buried his head in his jacket. "Ivan, is everything alright?" Ivan realized he had been crying out loud. "To be honest, no. Alfred and my other friends stopped being my friends because they thought it was turning more into babysitting me. I have some stupid mental disorder, it's not my fault."

Matthew was apalled that his brother would do that. He is such a dick sometimes. I'm going to be Ivan's friend because it looks lik he has no others. "Well, I'm going to be your friend Ivan. Here, this is my cell phone number. If you can, text me or call me if you need to. *RIIIINNNGGG*

Ivan headed off to the 10th grade homerooms so he could get ready to go to work. Matthew's number. Now I have a reason to use my phone besides call Katyusha and Natalya. I mean, the only one of my ex-friends to give me their numbers was Alfred. Ivan headed of towards work. Since Katyusha didn't make much, he had to work to help pay for things.

A/N: Sorry about the OOC with Ivan, he is because a mean Ivan wouldn't exactly have worked well. I'll try to get him more into it. It picks up more next chapter, this was just an introductory thing. This is my first hetalia fic, so please review!