Russia woke up in tears, he glanced over at his large grandfather clock, it read, 3:00. He sniffled and buried his head into his pillow and began to cry; he had been haunted by the same dream, the one where he has killed all the nations and bathed in their blood. He trembled as he glanced nervously around his room, it was dark, to dark, someone must've came into his room and turned off his lamp after he fell asleep. He hiccupped and cried quietly "I h-hate m-my nightmares! I h-hate the dark!" he sobbed as he nuzzled his pillow. His door creaked open and he froze, cold sweat running down his face, he braced himself for anything that was to come, instead he heard a soft meow and something furry brush against him.
It was his cat Anya, she had leapt onto his bed to comfort him, she curled up next to his scarred neck and kissed him. Russia sniffled and one last time and cuddled the large Siberian Forest cat till he fell asleep.
It was now 5 in the morning and Russia dragged himself out of his bed, and readied for the day.
He was now at the world meeting and it was very noisy and out of control. England and France were at 'war', they were throwing paper, food, chairs, at one point North Italy was flung across the room. Well while all this went down Russia decided to close his eyes for a quick rest.
Germany finally arrived and settled everyone down; he started his speech on his current state on how his government is, about ten minutes into it a deep sounding snore echoed throughout the room. Everyone looked over at Greece, but he was wide awake, everyone scanned the room and other nations, the snore was sounded once again and everyone's eyes fell onto Russia's massive form. He was slumped forward his face on the table, he seemed dead to the world! The nations stiffen, unsure on what to do, "Dude, why is he sleeping?" asked America, France smiled as a perverted thought popped up into his head, but before he could state, Germany slams his hand down onto the table, causing Russia to jolt awake. Russia looked widely around, unsure of where he is currently at then he settles down and asks "What time is it?" as he wipes the drool off his chin with his sleeve. "IT'S TIME TO WAKE UP UND PAY ATTENTION!" screamed Germany, causing the Russian to cower a little. "I am sorry, it's just" "No one cares!" Germany snapped cutting the other off. Russia looked hurt "Can, I at least-"
"NEIN!"
Russia sank into his seat and sulked, there it goes again, that feeling of being alone, he buried his head in his folded arms and sniffled a bit.
The meeting was now over, and everyone left, leaving Russia all alone, not once did anyone bother to check on Russia or let alone ask about his well-being…or so he thought, Russia stood up with a yawn and gathered his papers and suitcase, he headed to the door, when he heard "Uh, Russia…" said nation turned and saw America, wait…no America doesn't have a bear. "Allo, eh…what is your name again?"
"Canada. But that's not important, eh, Russia, are you okay?" asked Canada. Russia was going to lie, he truly was, but he was tired and overjoyed that someone finally asked about his well being. "Nyet…I'm very sleepy, and…" he trailed off and looked down at his feet as eh began to tremble. Canada blinked, as he buried his chin into Kumajiros' furry and hunched up his shoulders. For some reason this nation didn't feel the fear everyone else does. His blue eyes locked onto Russia's exhausted amethyst ones. "And, I…I keep having…" there was the trail off again, but the Canadian waved it off "It's okay, eh." He said , not wanting Russia, to explain if he didn't want to. He watched as Russia pulled his scarf up and over his mouth to hide a yawn, and that's when Canada noticed just how exhausted the other seemed. Russia a dark circles under his eyes, his hair lost it's shine, and he seemed to jump at every sound, no wonder he nearly fell out his chair when Germany slammed his hand down. That's when the nation got an idea, "Why not come home with me? Where's your car?"
"At…home…took…took bus." Said Russia, he was literally falling asleep where he stood Canada nodded and sat the polar bear down on the ground. "You have to walk, now Kumagiro, okay?" he said the bear pouted and nodded, with that the Canadian took Russia's bookcase and held his hand and lead him out of the building.
Outside Canada was buckling Kumajiro into his booster seat, once the bear was safe; he helped Russia into the car. He leaned the passenger seat back and used his coat as a blanket "You go ahead and go to sleep." He said reaching over to buckle the Russian up. The car was warm and the soft music that was playing was making him drowsy and the driving was like when Ukraine used to rock him. He finally fell asleep.