There comes a time in every abused person's life where it gets too great to handle. Raivis, Latvia, was by far not an exception to this rule. His whole life, hit, smacked, and verbally abused on a daily bases for the tiny country. It was just because of that, he was quiet and nervous. He shook and trembled at every little sound, any footstep. His brothers, although just as scared as him, didn't have this tourtre the smaller endured every day of his life.

It all started with Ivan Braginski, Russia, really. He was never a gentle man, and Raivis was just a small kid. All the time he would be pushed down and tortured, often having neck problems and mental scaring as well. He shakily stood next to his Mamio Leit watching him cook dinner in absolute silence. Lithuania gently patted his hair, offering a soft, nervous smile,

"Its okay," he assured the small boy. He always said this to Latvia, but it was never really meant. Both of them knew very well that no, it was not okay. It was never okay for Ivan to be so brute and terrible. Raivis seriously got hurt...alot...and nobody was doing anything to help. People just looked over, ignored the poor boy. He needed someone, he needed to be saved...but now he only had Mamio Toris and Tetis Eduard. They gave comfort, but they didn't give shelter. They where just as scared as he was, but they didn't show it atleast. It made the tinier feel a bit better, and Sealand helped too. Sometimes he'd pick up his small friend from the home and let him stay at his or Jerk England's house (depending if a hurricane hit or not). Raivis quite liked that, and was relaxing just slightly more when out of this house, way from Tranks Ivan. But that was not today.

"I'm home~" Ivan's smooth voice sang happily as he trotted inside. Leit noticed the smaller nation tense up, but before he could move Russia was already in the kitchen, "What is for dinner?" he asked with a sickly sweet grin. Lithuania paled, he knew Ivan was in a horrid mood right now. The aura emitted from the larger certainly was strong, but did Raivis feel it? Apperently so, because he already started tearing up in fear. Everyone knew what was coming.

"P-Pelmani..." Toris said softly, shaking his head lightly, "In...soup broth.." he whispered, quickly serving the dinner on the table. Russia only looked at it and frowned. He didn't want it.

"...you should ask what to make before hand, da?" he asked Toris, who started to tremble. His heart pounded as Ivan picked up the bowl of hot soup and smiled. All was dead silent before the scalding dinner was poured on the little Latvia. The two other watched, one in horror and the other in pleasure, as Raivis screamed in pain and tears fell out. What did happen, and what was expected, where two completely and drastically two different things. Raivis' screams of pain turned into screams of anger,

"Jus dels ir kuce!" He screamed, which completely caught Ivan off guard. He reached into his coat to take out his beloved tap. Someone needed punishment, and he would not hold back to present it. But Raivis had other plans. He grabbed the tap firmly and yanked it out of the older man's hands quite easily (considering Russia's grip wasn't that good on it).

"Raivis...we can make this alot worse, kolkolkolkol..." he laughed under his breath, but was cut short when a blow to his temple was given. He stood completely still, blood trailing down his fave. He was stunned, he couldn't fathom that Latvia of all people had just struck him. He was more concerned of Estonia rebelling and hitting back-even Toris for that matter. But never this sweet innocent scared nation. But he wasn't 'sweet innocent and scared' anymore. Now he was a crazed blood thirsty child, who pounced on Ivan. If the Russian was in the right state of mind, he wouldn't have fallen. But Raivis was ontop of him, and started beating on Ivan's head with his own tap,

"Vai tu kadreiz pieskarties mani atkal!" he screamed as he relentlessly bashed his head in, blood spurring from everywhere, getting all over the tiny boy. "Es parliecinieties ka jus nekad sazinaties mani atkal!" he screamed again, successfully breaking open his skull. Toris was too in shock to do anyting, to say anything. Ivan...was dead...Raivis...killed...Ivan...nothing was making sence in his brain, but he pulled the bloody boy off, "LET ME GO MAMIO LEIT!" he screamed thrashing around and dropping the tap. Toris was shaking, now afraid of Raivis and dropped him instantly. The tiny boy ran away, out of the house. He'd planned to go over to Peter's house today...well now he'll be there for another reason.

He easily spotted which car was the Kirkland's. He threw open the door and climbed in, grinning like a madman. All three passengers-Alfred, Arthur, and Peter-stared in shock. The silence was broken when Peter talked.

"Hey...Raivis...did Ivan hurt you that bad this time?" he aske,d looking over the blood-soaked boy. Raivis was silent for a while, before breaking out into a grin,

"...Its not my blood..." he breathed out, giggling before breaking out into full blown laughter, "Its finally not my fucking blood on me!" he screamed. Everyone paled. If that wasn't his own blood.

Then it had to have been Russia's.

fin.

Heeeey guys Yandere!Raivis was pretty fucking epic no? If you didn't catch on...one chapter does NOT have to do with another. Yanno...just sayin'. Yes...why did I kill Ivan twice? I love Ivan personally...but that motherfucker writes his own deathwishes, I swear.

Translations:

Mamio- Mommy

Tetis - Daddy

Jus Dels ir kuce - You sonuva bitch

Vai du kaidreiz pieskarties mani atkal - Don't touch me again

Es parliecinieties ka jus nekad sazinaties mani aktal- I'll make sure you never abuse me again