Tag! Es tut mir Leid! I'm sorry I haven't been updating in a while. While I was gone I was almost banned from tumblr and had a huge fight with my mum. She almost found my fanfiction account too. Luckily, I thought at the last minute and told her I was AnimeAru (; Other than that, I've just felt rather depressed and very lonely lately. I've had no one to talk to. I also know not to save stuff on the iPad now. A LOT of my stuff got deleted. Including my new fantasy story where i made lithuania a werewolf. It was really cute and I am so pissed it was deleted. I also feel my hatred for my country growing stronger and stronger. I still love my national anthem and stuff and I find it beautiful. Meine Leute sind sehr BLÖD! I also cosplayed for the first time in my life. I'm surprised I'm updating this today. I'm not on my medicine today, so I am rather crazy. Today was full of nothingness. Tomorrow, most likely nothingness. I feel lonely. But I shouldn't complain. I'm a very lucky person. I shouldn't make you all listen to this sh*t. On with my stupid story! I do not own hetalia. It's great to be back!

~Kolko

Flashback

Latvia knocked on the door.

"Is someone in there?" he asked.

"Um… y-yes! It's just me." Latvia came in. The Baltics were used to each other by now. He just saw Lithuania in the bathtub covered in bubbles. He turned bright red. "U-Um… i-it's not what you think-" he stuttered. Latvia smirked. "I'll give you 100 rubles if you don't tell anyone!" Latvia nodded and agreed.

"Anything I can get for you, Victorija?" he giggled. He blushed even more.

"A-Actually yes. I need a couple of towels. Maybe two," he said, "I forgot by accident."

"Why do you need two towels?" he asked.

"Um… you know how I am about my hair," he said turning even more red. Latvia chuckled and nodded. "Ah-ah! Ow! A-and please knock in case I am out," he said. He left. Belarus burst up from the water.

"Please… get your statements out faster," she gasped.

"Sorry…" he said. She smiled. "And I'm sorry I couldn't get the wine. I didn't want Latvia to see." She nodded. There was a knock on the door again. She held her breath again. Latvia returned with the two towels. He winked and left. She arose again.

"Why can't we just tell him?"

"He will never let me live it down. That's just Latvia," he said. She smiled. "And Latvia is a little young for this stuff."

"He's older than America."

"Well… he just won't let me live it down."

End Flashback

"What the-" she was rather freaked out by the sight. A head poked out of the wall. The figure stepped through the wall. It was a young girl about thirteen years old. She had long, slightly curly dark blonde hair a bit past her back. She was a bit tall for her age. She looked small in general despite her height. Her figure was very slender and almost model like. However, she looked very gaunt and emaciated. She looked very fragile and looked like the wind outside would knock her over. She wore a long black skirt, a white blouse, and a dull green scarf. She just stood there and stared her with deep green eyes. "Who… are you?" Belarus asked. She shook her head and held a finger to her lips, not changing her expression. "How… did you get in this house?" She smiled. She then put her hand through the wall, not leaving a single dent. "Oh, I'm dreaming." She smiled and nodded. She then lead her downstairs. She gestured to the calendar on the wall. Belarus slowly understood and walked towards it. She smiled. "this was the day Lithuania and I got together." The girl looked down and shook her head. "Wait, what-" Soon they were sitting in a car. Belarus saw the kid on her left and herself on her right. She looked at the clone next to her. She wore the outfit that Russia had made: the blue dress with the apron. She smiled. She then heard sobbing. Ukraine was in the passenger seat, crying. Russia was driving. He had an emotionless expression on his face. It was drizzling rain.

"Big brother, where are we going?"

"Don't worry sis. We're almost there," he replied. The car was quiet for a while. The car then stopped in front of a large white building.

"No…" she gasped. She turned to the girl, "is this what happened here?" The girl nodded. The three siblings got out of the car. Russia was holding Ukraine tightly as she sobbed into his arms. "Do we have to watch this?" Belarus asked the girl. Two men in white came out. Ukraine's sobbing was louder. "Please. Please! I don't want to see this! Let's go!" she begged. She heard her own screams from outside the car. "PLEASE!" The girl nodded.

They were then back at Russia's house. "Thank you," she whispered. She smiled. They were in Russia's home. It was storming horribly. Lithuania timidly scurried through the door holding what seemed to be groceries. He looked at his watch. Belarus smiled. "I remember that day. Clear as crystal, I remember it." His phone then began ringing.

"Sveiki? Lietuvos Respublika," he answered the phone, "…Oh, um sure. Of course…So how long will you be gone?…Okay d-do you need anything else sir-… Ok I will… Well have a nice time, I'll see you in a few days…oh yes sir, there is one more thing... Will Miss Belarus be home soon, or should I just prepare dinner for myse-... What is it?..." The phone slid from his hand and crashed onto the floor. After a while he slowly picked it up and properly hung up. He just sat there in silence in the middle of the floor. "…" his mouth was open but he couldn't form words. After a while, he finally formed, "…No…" he slowly got up. He mindlessly looked at the newspaper. "Is Belarus isolating itself from the rest of Eur-" he tossed into the corner. He mindlessly walked downstairs to the Baltic's room. He had the same horrid expression on his face. "She's…She's dead…"

"Wait, why does he think I'm-" The girl held a finger to her lips again. He just sat there. His head dropped. Hair covered his face. A droplet fell from his face. His breathing became staggered. More droplets fell.

"Damn it! Damn it all! Why did this have to happen?!" he said, "I tried my best. She didn't do anything wrong. She didn't deserve something like that!" The tears fell faster. She watched him. She reached to comfort him, but the girl blocked her. She shook her head. She put her hand through him. Belarus understood.

Seconds later, they transitioned to Lithuania's workplace. There was a knocking on his door. "Come in." It had been translated. Lina entered. Belarus gasped.

"Sorry to like, disturb you sir," she said. Wow, she sounds tacky, Belarus thought.

"Ah, Lina. Great to see your smiling face," he said.

"Your teeth are rather white today," she replied, "I found your lunch in the freezer again."

"Is that really what she's saying?" Belarus asked over more dialog. The girl nodded. "Wow, this girl is weird."

"Anyways, since your lunch is now frozen solid, want to go out and like, eat something," she asked.

"I can actually just-" he sighed, "sure why not?"

The scene transitioned to few months later. Lithuania was in his office again, when Lina stopped by. She walked up to him.

"Oh Lina, how is-" he was cut off by a kiss. He was in quite a state if surprise. Lina smiled then left. Belarus was just as confused as Lithuania.

"I-I don't want to see this," she said, "take me to somewhere important."

She forwarded to Russia's kitchen. Russia was awaiting dinner, Estonia and Latvia were cleaning, and Lithuania was busy cooking. He was the best cook out of the three. It was about 8,10 PM. Belarus looked at the calendar. Exactly one year after she was supposedly brought to the asylum. Ukraine came in the room.

"Russia, are we allowed to… visit her?" she asked.

"Sis, she's across the world," he said, "I wish we could. They moved her."

"Who are you referring to, Miss?" Lithuania asked.

"Oh I just wanted to see Bela-"

"Sis! Um… maybe now isn't the best time. She's probably not very happy right now. She's probably very angry at us. No one wants that."

"I would!" Belarus said, "you never came to visit. Never! That hurt you bastard!"

"…um… didn't Belarus die last ye-"

"Oh, um Lithuania…" said Russia, "I never told you…"

"You told me she was killed by rebels."

"I know I did but, I'm so sorry. I lied," he apologized, "I know you are very close to her and you two were childhood friends, so I didn't think you should have known what happened back then."

"Why did you lie to him?!" Ukraine cried, "Was it too hard to tell him she's in a mental institute across the globe?! Did you need to tell him that she was dead?!"

"Well I-" the two stopped. Lithuania was gone. Belarus followed him upstairs. He was in her old room. He just looked around. He entered and sat on her unmade bed. He then laid back and rolled himself in her sheets. He was wrapped tightly. Belarus swore he was sniffing them. His mood seemed a bit lighter.

"I guess he's happy I'm alive," she said. Lithuania then unwound himself. Then, he slowly closed his eyes. Belarus slowly slipped next to him. Though she could not touch him, she came as close as she could.

She then fell to the ground. Belarus looked up. She was on a beach. They were a distance away. She saw Lithuania a while away with someone. She ran as fast as she could towards him. "Toris! Toris!" she called. She stopped when she saw the sight. He was smiling and laughing. Lina was in his arms laughing. Belarus turned to the girl next to her. "Wake me up. Please. I don't want to see this anymore! Please! I can't take it!" The girl nodded. Belarus suddenly felt as if she was falling. She couldn't move. She fell deeper and deeper into darkness. Images flashed around her. Lithuania was in a chapel marrying her. Then the images continued. She then hit the floor. She sat up and saw Lina and Toris making out very passionately. Right in front of her eyes. She screamed. "I can't take this anymore! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! WAKE UP!" She then felt her body shake.

Her eyes snapped open. She stared into Poland's lazy green eyes.

"Wow, you're a mess," he said with a smile. She slowly sat up. Her body was tightly wound in sheets and she was on the floor.

"I'm awake. I'm awake," she reassured herself.

"You must have like, had one f*cked up dream," he said. She nodded. "You're like a mummy. Come on, let's get you out of there."