Yay! Russia's next! Did anyone guess what he might sing? All the nations are gonna be even more uncomfortable after this :D (it's Russia, what'd you expect?) Oh well, enjoy dis chapter!

Note: Lovi and Feli are not available at the moment for the author's note because they told me they were "busy".

(They're probably at a double date with Spain and Germany XD)

I do not own Hetalia or Vocaloid.

I very much wish I did.

Everyone was just hanging out now since things had gotten awkward after Germany's solo. Nobody had really noticed when Austria and Hungary came in since they were watching the scene unfold in front of them. It was actually a surprise to most how Austria could stop the German's strength with a simple grip. He was Germanic as well, so maybe that had something to do with it. Russia was sitting down and smiling (as creepy as ever) but was getting fed up with the uncomfortable aura that didn't belong to him.

Maybe I should sing?

Walking over to the CDs, Russia began to skim through all of them. He smiled when he passed one titled "Matryoshka" but wondered why it hadn't been the one to catch his eye. Frowning, the big nation kept looking until one seemed to interest him at last. Looking at it, he shrugged and placed it in. Japan got a look at what he put in and shivered, knowing that his hunch from the beginning was very much correct. Once Russia pressed play and put on his headset, everyone turned towards the TV with dilated pupils, seeing as who was next on the list of 'awkward/scary solos'. The beginning instrumental began with electric drumbeats going on and off, until a recorded voice came out saying,

"KILL YOURSELF"

Russia didn't even flinch when those words were heard throughout the room. He simply cocked his head to the side and raised an eyebrow. He wasn't even smiling this time… Harmonies with electric background music took over and a picture of a mutated girl appeared in the screen. She had insect-like limbs and claws coming out of where her teeth should've been. Once it died down, another recording played, but this time Russia put his head down as if it was being said to him.

"We have made our decision.

We're just going to ignore him!

The next line actually made Russia flinch ever so slightly, but enough for those close enough to notice.

We'll just crush anyone that's close to him, won't we?

Lol."

A short harmonization took over stretching out the last word until Russia looked up very suddenly and sang his turn, the words making all of the nations very much uncomfortable.

I am the target.

Some people were gossiping about me,

"Isn't he so scary? (haha)",

for a reason as simple as that…

Russia started smiling now, but this time, even his eyes were crazy looking as he sang. (Seriously, even Veneziano stopped crying about Holy Rome and started hugging Romano in fright…)

I have been contaminated by bacteria,

and you won't be able to escape anywhere!

Recently my heart has gotten ill too…

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, It HuRtS

While saying "it hurts" so many times, Russia had been gripping his chest as if he were really in pain. A few nations were wondering how this song related to the great Mother Russia, since they thought HE had been a bully during his childhood. Others knew exactly how much Russia had been hurt when he was still a young country. Cold and alone with only a scarf made by his older sister to keep him warm. If Prussia were here, he would've been the one feeling the guiltiest. The music changed back to the way it was in the beginning and Russia continued singing with the same blank expression as before.

Even though I want someone to help me,

I can't find a friend to rely on.

Even though it feels painful and agonizing,

I can't find one place to escape to.

Nations kept looking back and forth to each other wondering things like, "What about the Baltics? His sisters? Aren't they friends?" They understood other nations had backstabbed Russia pretty hard throughout history, but how could he not rely on his own family?

Anyone and everyone was looking down on me.

Just what do you want from me…?

My heart is about to shatter into pieces.

Just where am I disappearing…?

Nations were confused once more. Looking down? Everyone is afraid of him! Nobody would dare look down on the nation now in fear that he would probably beat them with his pipe and make them his servant. Was Russia… bullied as a child? If so, who was the one that bullied him? The answers were quite easy for those who knew: Yes and almost always Prussia. The tone changed to one of pain but the words told a bit otherwise on the nation's intent.

I want someone to take with me,

I want to infect someone else,

and I want to feel better soon.

To the boy who has gently

reached out his hand to me,

I will say, "I'm sorry" apologetically.

Well that explained a lot.

Everyone was slowly, but surely beginning to understand that Russia was what humans called "a victim of bullying". As a nation, the bullying would be nations constantly attacking one other nation. Key word= CONSTANTLY. Now, Russia had turned into the bully, trying to make others understand what he went through when he was young. No one really knew who the boy that stretched out his hand to help was. Lithuania? No, he had only volunteered to join Russia in Poland's place. Estonia? Latvia? WHAT WAS UP WITH THIS SONG?

I have been contaminated by bacteria,

and I can't believe any of you anymore.

Recently, my common sense has gotten ill,

and I can no longer stay clean or pure.

The bacterial contamination is spreading

and you'll want to become stronger.

Even if I barely survive,

it will hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, HuRt…

The instrumental took over; more upbeat than before while Russia kept a (worryingly) tight grip on his chest and his other hand on his head. In the background, recordings of I have been contaminated and it hurts sounded, sending shivers down a lot of spines. Finally, a static sound cut everything off, and Russia ceased his grips, rising slowly from were he had buckled over along with the new, and most definitely creepier instrumental.

My bacterial contamination has healed,

and my feelings have gotten better…

All because I gave my germs to that boy.

Aha, aha, aha, HAHAHA

Nations around the room were drained from their blood and sweat-dropped from the way Russia had turned to look at everyone. Crazed eyes and a wide, unfriendly smile stretched across his innocent-looking face were enough to give anyone nightmares. The Italian brothers were now hugging Spain for comfort, although he was just as frightened as they were. Nordics stared, thinking back on how they might've been able to help, The Netherlands and Belgium were just scared shitless, and the FACE family was following their lead.

Everyone has now been contaminated by bacteria,

and their wounds will not close up!

Even if they kill themselves by jumping after contamination,

they cannot die a pleasant death…

The bacterial contamination is spreading

and none of you are still alive.

In the end,

I am all alone.

Everyone had known that Russia was emotionally unstable, but to be hiding all of this? He was a nuclear time bomb! If this were to be unleashed in a war… would everything he had just said happen to them? Russia continued with his crazed expression as he repeated the last words to the song.

It hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts, HuRtS.

It hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts, HuRtS…

It HuRtS.

In the background, the voice-over continued singing the "it hurts" until another static cut everything off, making the instrumental from the beginning start once more. Just then, the nations noticed that there was background giggling seemingly representing the way everyone was gossiping. The instrumental ended and Russia stood up normally and took off his headset and placed everything back as if the song had no affect on him. He was even smiling innocently again… that was until he saw Ukraine and Belarus standing at the doorway along with Germany, Prussia, Austria, and Hungary who had just finished their discussion when the sisters had shown up. They entered early enough to see the final part of the song, and Russia's sisters were certainly not happy with this new development.

"Russia? Why did you not tell big sister what you felt?"

"Oh…um…I…"

"Big brother, why were you hiding these things? Гэта няправільна!"

"…Можем ли мы говорить на улице?"

Nodding, the Russian family headed outside. Not wanting to interfere and being scared shitless, nobody looked their way. It's a good thing to because Russia had just been waiting for someone to turn around so he could kolkolkolkol them. Veneziano being the only one brave (stupid) enough to break the silence, he turned to Germany and stared at him until he found his words.

"G-Germany? Are you really…?"

"Ja."

Northern Italy simply kept staring with tears welling up in his eyes until Germany said something that made Vene cry out and hug the German the rest of the day.

"Looks like I kept my promise after all. Vhat are jou vaiting for? Just hug me. I von't push avay."

Romano didn't even have enough hate to the German to pull his brother away from him.

But…

No one had truly gotten it out of their heads…

What has Russia been hiding?

Again, it's up to you to think of what the Russian family spoke about! ;) I couldn't upload new chapters because the Internet had been acting up (again ugh) and we had to call someone to fix it. I hope it actually lasts this time…yeesh. Well, here are translations!

Belarusian~ Гэта няправільна - It's wrong

Russian~ Можем ли мы говорить на улице? - Can we speak outside?

That's it! I'm trying to make my author's notes short now to keep you guys from getting annoyed :P

Guten morgen/tag/abend/nacht!

~Midnight~