Russia, once again, could not fall asleep. He had taken medication and had even made sure the bear wasn't anywhere near him. After about what he figured was a half hour, he got up and made his way to the hallway. He stopped at Canada's room, slowly peeking in. What he didn't expect was for the boy to be awake. He was reading on the bed with Kumajirou next to him on a pillow. When Russia looked in he glanced up.

"'Ey, Russia."

"Er-uh-I-"

"What'd you need?"

Russia decided to just get it over with. He went in and sat on the end of the bed. "Canada..."

"...yeah?"

"We're not friends."

"I know that."

"So...I know you told me that Ukraine said she was worried for me and that you had to come watch me but I don't need help."

"I can say the same. You don't look sick at all but Ukraine sounded extremely worried," Canada replied. "She really cares for you, y'know."

"I know she does. But..." Russia paused. "I don't need you to be here. I'm perfectly fi-"

"I'm going on your sister's word, not yours."

"And you trust her word over mine?"

"Immensely."

Russia sighed. "I want you gone tomorrow. You leave first thing."

"I can't. I promised Ukraine."

"I've put up long enough with you, boy, and your...animal. This is my house therefore my rules and I want you out of here."

"Would you just tell me what's wrong?"

"No."

"Call Ukraine then. She'll most likely tell you what she told me."

"What? That she's worried? I've heard it before."

"But you didn't hear her then. She sounded almost panicked."

That stopped Russia. "Panicked?"

"Yes. I don't know what you're suffering from but all I know is that it MUST be bad if Ukraine's breaking down over it."

"She breaks down over everything, Canada."

"Sure. I know she does. But this isn't like the rest of the times. She's seriously concerned for whatever reason and I'm going to do as she says. It will give her peace of mind." Russia blinked and stayed silent. "OK?" The older nation huffed.

"Fine. Like I said before, we are not friends. I'm only doing this for her."

"I can live with that."

"But when will you leave?"

"Once you're healed of...whatever..."

"I can't be healed. Only numbed."

Then Russia got up and left before he could say any more about it. He didn't trust his mouth to keep quiet. Right before he got to his room the phone rang. Canada reached it before he did and sighed when he saw the caller ID. He answered. Russia didn't like the idea of the boy touching his phone let alone answering it.

"What, America?"

Russia could hear a faint buzzing which he figured was America shouting at his brother.

"No-...no, I-...Amer-...stop it! How'd you even figure out where I am?" A pause. "Never thought you'd be that intelligent...wh-...wh-no! He's not-...I have no idea! Ukraine-...whatever, America...no, no I'm fine I promise! I just-...yeah OK talk to ya later." He hung up after that.

"America?" Russia asked.

"What gave it away?" Canada replied.

"How'd he figure it out?"

"He looked back at my recent calls."

"Wow...smart for him."

"That was my reaction."

"Well I'm going to head back to my room. Don't bother me."

"Don't worry about that."

"No promises!" Kumajirou piped up. Canada nudged him with a 'shut-up-or-no-breakfast-tomorrow' look. Russia went back to his room as he'd said and flopped on the bed. Great. Now America would be after him. With the way he'd hung up so abruptly Russia could only assume he was getting on a plane right now. He sighed heavily. As if he didn't already have enough to worry about right now.