Quick announcement guys!
I'm on winter break currently, so you guys probably expect me to have absolutely no excuse whatsoever as to not updating…
Well I'm sorry do disappoint you all by saying that this weekend I'm leaving America and crossing the Mexican border over to Santa Veronica! I'm excited since it might snow :3 But it also means I won't be able to have access to internet for 3 days. (At least I'm not like Icy who's life revolves around technology…) So this is a make-up chapter for you faithful followers who have been so patient with me! Be warned: the feelsy mood is NOT going to be lifted any time soon. 2 people suggested this song so here you go!
FEELS ON THE WAY.
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
Disclaimer: I do not own Vocaloid, Hetalia, or this plot. Only the chapters and writing :)
Nations around the room were definitely beginning to feel more uncomfortable than ever. Canada had given everyone their share of pancakes, not very surprised how some gobbled them down, not even bothering to chew. Not many had eaten before they came here. It'd been 30 minutes, and the Germanic family hadn't entered the room yet. The occasional yelling was heard, but that was it. Canada began to get fed up with the awkwardness, so he stormed over to the CDs to see if another song caught his eye. While digging through, Japan had snuck up on him.
"Canada-san? What are you doing?"
The Canadian gave a small shriek and looked up.
"O-oh…It's just you, Japan. I'm looking for a song to sing, what else would I be doing?"
Japan frowned but not at the other's use of sarcasm.
"Canada, you arready had your solo. I do not berieve you have another."
Canada blinked a few times before turning around once more and continuing his search.
"The song WAVE only applied to a certain aspect of my life, not like Prussia or England's solos. Those were deep, so I want to see if I have one like that."
Japan thought for a moment before giving a slight gasp in realization, 'Of course…'
"… I'rr…help you search."
Canada was confused for a moment before shrugging and making room for Japan to sit. About 5 minutes later, Japan found the song and made sure to put it into view for Canada to see. As planned, it caught the Canadian's eyes.
"Oh! It's…um…oh…"
Japan turned towards him and saw just how UN-surprised the nation was. He looked as if someone reminded him of a death of a loved one.
"Canada?"
Standing up, Canada stretched a hand out to help Japan get up, then went over to place his song in, not noticing his family whispering to each other.
"Hey…didn't Canada already sing his solo?"
"Well, yes, but I don't understand. I thought everyone had only one?"
"Maybe Japan will know? Japan!"
Hearing his name called, the Japanese man walked over to the rest of the FACE family.
"Hai? What is it?"
America asked, with France and England "backing him up" while Japan explained. Some nations had two solos, maybe even three. It all depended on…not really anything. It was random. When a guitar began to play softly, everyone turned to see Canada wearing his headset, and a worried look on his face. With the tune turning slightly upbeat, Canada had one last thought before singing: 'Who names a song Invisible…?'
My foot steps all over the floor
yet nobody sees me,
do my eyes deceive me?
America gaped at the first lines. This was definitely not going to make the mood any happier…
I walk by yet people ignore me
as if I wasn't there
but does anyone care?
ALL of the nation's faces turned to that of guilt. Canada looked around the room for the one nation that had never ignored him, but remembered he was outside facing his own hurt. There was no room for selfishness in the Canadian's mind, so he continued to sing.
It's like I'm invisible…
and yet, it feels like it isn't unusual…
Throw all your rocks at my body
'cause I don't feel like I care at all.
A short guitar cut passed, leaving a louder and more harsh tone for Canada. He was really hating the feeling he was getting: hate.
None of your pains
can be worse than this.
To feel like I've died
even before I did!
To feel that my brain hurts
and my soul bleeds…
Please tell me it's an illusion!
Canada seemed to plead when he said the last line. The motions given to match the lyrics were convincing enough to make Veneziano begin to tear up. Had they really all made him feel this way?
It doesn't matter what I do,
I'll never be good enough for you…
If you were the one in my shoes,
You wouldn't laugh at me.
You wouldn't think it was cool.
The music returned to the way it was while a certain American began to slouch down where he was sitting. Sure, he made fun of Canada since he was ignored but it was just for fun…was it?
Tears drop all over the floor,
"Can somebody hear me?
Please tell me I'm not here all alone…"
Canada wasn't even able to cry while singing. He'd already done that too much to have anything left.
It's cold but it feels so warm
to think it will be different,
that it won't be like this for long.
The nation actually smiled saying that. It was his dream, his fantasy, to one day be able to pass by and say hello to someone without receiving a "Who?" as an answer. It was a longing Canada couldn't control, so whenever anyone did that, hate would boil up inside of him but he'd never let it out. He couldn't, he was too nice… Sometimes he thought being too nice would be what killed him one day.
If I look up to the sky,
a shooting star
may listen to my cries.
So throw all your rocks at my body
'cause I don't feel like I care at all…
The chorus music returned, Canada looking more determined than when the song had started.
None of your pains
can be worse than this!
To feel like I've died
even before I did!
to feel that my brain hurts
and my soul bleeds…
Please tell me this is an illusion!
It doesn't matter what I do,
I'll never be good enough for you…
If you were the one in my shoes,
You wouldn't laugh at me,
and you wouldn't think it was "cool".
While the tone slowed down a little, Canada shot a glare at his brother this time when he sang that part. Everyone noticed, and looked at America as well making him feel like a caged bird. He honestly hadn't known what his teasing was doing to his brother.
No matter what's fate,
if it is in my way,
I will get through.
I'll be seen
and I'll be heard too,
even if it's the last thing
that I do!
Canada seemed to be sneering throughout that part, an angry look on his face but at the same time one of hate. It was scaring almost everyone in the room to see the kindness slowly seep out of Canada, especially America. He wasn't used to seeing anyone change from one thing to another and right now, he was seeing Canada turn from warm to cold.
'Cause none of your pains
can be worse than this!
To feel like I am dead
even before I am!
To feel that my brain hurts and my soul bleeds…
Please tell me this is an illusion!
Canada was crying out now as he repeating those lines once more. His little curl had even lost the curly look and seemed to be a more zig-zag figure now…
It doesn't matter what I do,
I'll never be good enough for you…
I won't be invisible to you,
one day you'll see me!
One day, I will get to you.
No matter what's fate,
if it is in my way,
I will get through.
I'll be seen
and I'll be heard too,
even if it's the last thing
that I ever do!
Canada dragged out the 'do' until the music stopped and he sighed. The boiling feeling stopped when the song had, so the nation gladly took the headset off and walked into the kitchen without another word. America thought about going in to check on him, but decided against it in fear he'd try to kill him or something. England, however, put his hand on America's shoulder and whispered into his ear:
"Go. He followed you when you sang, so it's your turn."
America got up immediately, walking into his kitchen with a Canadian curled into a ball in the far corner, sobbing silently. America knew better than to say anything stupid, so he went over, sat next to his brother, and hugged him. Canada had inched away at first, but gave into the hug and sobbed into his brother's shoulder instead.
They stayed like that for a long time.
Well, short but I hope it gave some feels…?
Eh, well I don't really care. As long as you all like it I'm happy~
Hope you all have a nice winter!
До Свидания!
~Midnight~