Hey, girls with Face Books! Wanna tear a guy's heart in half? Seriously. I'm SICK of my boyfriend's brother trying to take advantage of a heartbroken girl. He's going to just break her heart ten times as worse!

Wait... Does that sentence make any sense?

Himayura Hidekaz owns Hetalia.

Warning- May contain some racial slurs or "speaking the lord(s) name in vain." I don't mean to offend ANYONE!

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS A DEPRESSED KIKU... Um... And if I add some things, but forgot to add it to this list, than sorry, I guess.

'Still in Kiku's point of view.

APHAPHAPH

I wake up in this bed again. What happened now?

Oh, right. We ran away, and into the water... Did I catch a cold? I don't feel like I did. My foot really hurts, thou-

My foot! Heracles! He's... Sadiq... Oh my God... I'm being held captive by a monster! He k-killed... And he... What DID he do to my foot? I'm almost afraid to find out. It just... Hurts, for lack of a better word, I guess. At least, in my current state of mind-

Who's touching me?! I smack the hand away and turn to see Sa- I mean, that monster, sitting next to the bed. That monster pulls his hand back and sighs.

"How are ya' feelin'?" That monster asks me.

"What did you do to me?" I asked. I guess he knew that I was referring to my foot, because he pointed at where it would be, under the blanket.

"Check yer'self."

I pulled the blanket away to look... I nearly vomited. I can only see two toes on my foot... The rest... "Wh-Why... H-How am I suppose to walk, now..?"

"I'm workin' on gettin' ya' some boots, with some iron or somethin' in place of yer lost toes. Hopefully, it will work, so ya' can get excercise. As fer why, though, well... Ya' ran away, an' I jus' can't haff' that happenin' again."

"Wh-Why couldn't you have just done that to Heracles, then?!"

"What do ya' mean? I DID do the same thing with'im."

What? What does he MEAN he did the same thing?! "Why did you bother?!"

"Well, he won't be able to run away, anymore."

"Of course not! Y-You know what I was talking about..."

That monster tilts his head. "I do?"

...What? "Of course you do! We b-both know... He... You..." I can't say it. I bring my knees up to my face to hide it from him, despite my foot screaming at me in pain.

"I had ta'. Otha'wise, he would've ran off again." Every word coming out of his mouth makes him even more and more of a, well... It makes me sick.

"Why didn't you kill me?"

"Huh? Kill ya'?"

"Yes! Why don't you just kill me now? I'm pretty useless now, thanks to you!"

"Yer not all useless. I'll even carry ya' 'round. Yer jus' my pet, afta' all."

"I'm not a pet."

...That doesn't sound natural to me, anymore. I can't run away even if I wanted to. I probably can't even move much around this room anymore. I'll have to be carried if I actually want to get anywhere. I'm only really good for company and decoration, now.

Pathetic. I'm pretty much useless, all because I lost a few little toes.

"Yes, ya're. Yer mine, foreva'. Yer my cute, li'l' gift from my pirates." I... Don't know what to say to that. "Now then, do ya' need anythin' bef'er I leave ya' be?"

"I want to be free from here, and I want to be able to walk properly."

"Ya' know that I won't- and can't- do that." He stands up.

"Then, a bath?" Alone, preferably.

"I would love ta' allow that right now, but, with yer foot wrapped up like it is, I don't think that would be a good idea right now. If yer worried 'bout it gettin' infected, then don't worry. I'll be cleanin' it and changin' the bandages every day. If I can't do it, than someone who knows what they're doin', well. I meant somethin' like food."

"Oh... Well, I guess, um... Do you have, um..." What requires a sharp knife?

"How 'bout I surprise ya'?"

"I actually feel like chewing on something. I'm not sure why. I just do."

"Alrigh'. Anythin' else? Wata'? Some books? I haff'a' bunch in English, and even a few in Japanese, now."

"Really?" Finally... "That sounds alright, for both..." I really just want the knife, but I can't tell him that.

Death is better than this.