A/N: This starts some of the most emotional things that i have ever written. It actually made me sad to write this, I was literally in tears when I wrote this because it actually made me upset, which is a good thing because I want a story that really gives out a feeling.
I yawned and looked at my clock. It read 10 am. Not bad, it was earlier than I thought. I was still really drowsy from the medication, but I did notice the five figures around my bed, I could barely make out any form, everything was so blurry. I was catching snips of what they were saying, but not much.
"…awake…yo…she…ows…hat…slept…end…"
"Still…eep…ound…abinet…ers…"
"…ea? …ow…ou…ay?"
"…iet! Cou…med…effects…"
"…or…ish…new…other…er…n't…now…" It was all confusing me. I went to sit up and felt several hands steading me. After about ten minutes the drowsiness wore off and I could see the Nordics standing by me on all sides.
"I thought you were all at the weekend meeting." I mumbled rubbing the back of my neck. They looked at each other.
"Tea, you have been asleep all weekend." Iceland said.
"What? But, yesterday, I—" I paused and reached for the pill bottle by my bed. I read the label. May cause drowsiness.
"So, I did sleep all weekend… but how did you all know that?"
"The manager told us that you had not been down nor ordered anything to be sent up. And that one of the maids saw you sleeping all weekend." Finland said moving closer.
"I'm sorry." I muttered.
"Huh? For what?" Denmark asked looking at me quizzically.
"I'm more trouble than I am worth. I—I don't mean to be… but I—I can't…"
"You don't want to let anyone know what is bothering you. But you need to let one of us know what it is, we do care, and we will believe you… if you let us Tea." Norway said producing the books that I had noticed were missing.
"Wha—you all read them?" They all nodded.
"Why?" I whispered. That broke the trust I had in them.
"We wanted to know what you were so afraid of telling us. Now that we know, we want to hear from you, why didn't you tell us anything?" Sweden said looking straight down at me.
"I—I don't want any of you brought into this. I—I only wanted to make sure that the people that are close to me will not be hurt again." I said lowering my head.
"Is that why you will not let any of us in to your circle of confidence?" Iceland asked. I nodded. This was harder than I thought it would be. I had not told any of them anything for over a year.
"You realize that because we are countries, we cannot be killed as your birth family was correct? We cannot just die." Norway said coldly glancing at me. I could tell he was cross, but he was not upset. I nodded again. I could not look at any of them.
I excused myself and went into the bathroom. I had set out sleeping clothes the night I came back from the hospital. I now took a long hot shower and changed. When I came back they were still all there.
"You know we read what is in your note books. Now, will you let us look in your sketch book?" Denmark asked holding the book out. I took it and sat on the bed, my hand on the cover. I took a deep breath and opened it.
The first page was a drawing I had done of Iceland and his puffin. On the flipped page it was black, with Iceland's eyes blacked out and the puffin's beak covered in dripping blood a message on the wall. I closed my eyes and flipped the page. This one was of Norway, simply sitting, reading a book, on the flip page the book was against the wall with a dagger shoved through the middle of an open page with a gruesome writing, Norway's throat was slashed. I turned the page. Denmark was holding a glass of beer, sitting at a bar, on the next page, the beer glass was broken and Denmark's wrists were slit with the shards. A message written in blood was on the wall. The next page, Finland and Hanatamago were asleep on a couch, the next page, Finland had been ripped open and Hanatamago was covered in blood a message on the wall in blood. The next page was of Sweden working at his flower shop, the next page, all of the flowers were dead and there was a noose around Sweden's neck a note pinned to his shirt. I covered my nose and mouth and turned the page, a simple flower that I had found and sketched, the next page it was dead and looked like a skull. The next page was the picture I had drawn on the plane turning the page, the message that had been there before was still there, but there was also the picture of Finland and Sweden, Finland had been shot in the head, and Sweden run through the heart with a sword. I blinked, trying to hold back tears, but it didn't work. I slammed the book closed and threw it as hard as I could.
I couldn't hold back the torrent, I sat there and bawled. I just sat there with my hands over my eyes and cried. I didn't care if the countries saw me. I was terrified. I wanted to get rid of that book, and all of the evilness that was emanating from it. It was not long before I felt someone sit next to me and pull me close. I could hear their heart beat as I was pulled against their chest and held there. I just relaxed. I felt safe, for once in many years. I was still crying, but it was slower and soon I could not cry anymore, it was just a small hiccupping sound that came from me. I felt whoever was holding me begin to rock slightly. Like they were trying to put me at ease or put me to sleep one. I sighed. It was a relaxing moment, to be held like there was nothing that could get near me. I could feel the protective aura. Before I knew it I had fallen asleep against their chest, listening to their heart beat to its own slow, perfect rhythm.
I drifted off to the first peaceful sleep I had had in nearly five years. I was just in a field. Just a field, there were wild flowers scattered among the waist high grass. The longer I walked, the more flowers were revealed. Eventually the grass ended and there was a green flat area filled with all kinds of flowers, the kinds that Sve liked to keep in his shop. I sat down in the meadow and breathed in the sweet scent of the flowers. Eventually there was a warm ray of light. The sun was over my head, but it was not burning me up, it was a warm, inviting, healing light. I sat there and let it cover all of the injuries I had. It was relaxing to be so safe and in such a nice place. I lay back in to soft grass it smelled like fresh morning dew and had a lovely feel to it. I found myself humming an old song that I had not heard in years. It was one that my mother had taught me, she herself had learned it while in Japan. It was about the Hans Christian Anderson tale of the Little Mermaid. I softly began to sing what little of the translation I knew to myself.
"Even though I am to become sea foam
I will always love you with all of my heart
After dissolving to the ocean and sky
I will watch over you through time.
I wanted to be close to the blue starry sky
I waited at the bottom of the sea
For the day to come when my wish came true.
Under thick clouds and the ocean's waves
I saw you sink to the bottom of the sea.
First feelings of my life are of love
How heart breaking it can be.
Even though my legs ache with an intense pain
I still love you for finding me dear.
I cannot dance but I don't care
I will always watch over you.
I now realize it is impossible
To obtain the star in the castle.
On the ship I heard my sister call
They threw me a shining silver knife.
They told me to kill him to save myself
'I…'
Sing, sing at the bottom of the sea
Putting my hear into a love song for you
Even though I'm to become sea foam
I will always love you with all of my heart
After dissolving to the ocean and sky
I'll watch over you through time
Even though I'm to become sea foam
I will always love you with all of my hear
After dissolving to the ocean and sky
Hoping my voice wraps you in the wind"
It was wonderful to have that song in my mind. It gave me a feeling of peace and calm. My mother always taught me songs that I could learn quickly and that stuck with me. I suddenly became sad. Thinking of my family always did that. But I had a new family now, and they loved me just as much.
Mom, I think I will be alright now. I thought looking up at the sky.
A/N: If you would like to know the song it Luka Megurine's The Little Mermaid that i found an English fan sung version in Youtube and I used the lyrics to that. As usual, I don't own Hetalia or Slenderman, and I look forward to your comments! ^-^