Chapter Five

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Russia's home felt lonely without the nations that had so recently left him. Even the Baltic states were gone now, it was really just him, sometimes the cat, and his thoughts. His house was a few miles out of Moscow where no one really ever thought to visit so the only real noises were the wind beating against the slowly collapsing walls and the whistling of the snow as it scraped on the windows.

In this cold, regrettably silent, shelter he now sat. A few weeks had passed since their meeting and he was still aching to know what had caused China's outburst. If he was lucky this outcome would help them to become better allies. Personally perhaps, or just through government. It was kind of hard to 'get back together' even if they had never dated and therefore never split up in the past.

Their short fall-out had partially resulted in a win from the opposing side and brought Russia's family to the ground. Truthfully he deserved it but that was something that he would never admit, especially to that American fool or himself. Though things were looking brighter for their political relationship things were still a little strained.

Russia had kind of hooked up with the American a bit before this all went down. But no. No, no, no. That didn't matter, the only thing that mattered was to find out what was causing China to act differently so that their relationship would hopefully be improved. Even just small personal gain was enough for him to feel better about his current political place.

Many new laws were being placed and many were being revoked at the same time. It kind of felt as though there was a weight lifting off his shoulders and he had the suspicion that it felt the same for many of his citizens. Yet so much was changing. It was really frightening in that way because no one could see what would come next. Much of the energy that he usually used for practical things like spying on others seemed to be sucked up so quickly by the basic process of trying to take care of his mental health.

Yet what he really needed to focus on now was China. The nation had acted very far from his normal personality and though Russia ever so slightly remembered incidents in history when he had acted similarly it still had to mean something. What little Russia had learned about how people worked included that if there seems to be some sort of breakage in their normal functions then something is up.

What seemed particularly suspicious beyond the personality switch was that he seemed embarrassed afterwards. Usually when China did something, even if it was wrong, he didn't really regret it. There had just been so many mistakes in his long life-time that it didn't really matter anymore. Any regret was a sign that something was wrong. Just like any laugh, no matter how forced, had to mean something about how far he was willing to stretch his limits.

When Russia had been under the Mongolian Empire's control, specifically in the short time when China had been as well, they had been put through a lot of stress mentaly within reach of each other. Even with the age gap, Russia had been able to learn a lot about how the Asian country reacted to pain and difficulties.

By now much of that had been dulled and he responded even less to pain then he had in the first place. Russia had experienced a similar thing as he grew up through countless battles. Amounts of pain just weren't the same anymore. They had been both affected in the terms of reaction.

That was another thing that made China's actions suspicious. If he had felt uncomfortable or insulted enough to honestly speak up, let alone yell, there was probably a negative experience that triggered the reaction.

Either that or he was just over-thinking all of this.

Maybe he had just had a bad day like Japan said and it could be left at that, yet for some reason Russia felt that Japan also was aware of his former-caretaker's out of place actions. If they were still in the same country, for Russia had neglected to confront the Japanese man while still in his household, he probably would have forced or somehow tortured agreement out of him. Though why the nation wouldn't just tell him something as simple as an agreement was beyond his logic.

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