Fading Blossom
AsaKiku fanfic by: Hospitable Insanity
Disclaimer: Sadly enough I do not own the rights to Hetalia or any of its wonderful characters :'(
Chapter one: First Sight
Japan was walking home to his house one evening in the rain without an umbrella. He was drenched to the bottom layer of his kimono, shivering as he slowly made his was down the dark street.
*Oh my, how terrible I feel* he thought. He paused in his step and sneezed loudly, *If I do not make it home soon, I will catch cold and die.*
He continued walking, his vision becoming blurry. The shy country didn't notice as he ran into another country standing in the road in front of him.
"Gomen-nasai," Japan coughed quietly.
Japan looks up; the other country is taller than he, with slightly shaggy short blonde hair and green eyes that sparkled in the dim lighting. His eyebrows are thick, rising at the sound of Japan's voice.
"Oh, um it's fine. I was the stupid one who was talking to his friends in the middle of the street," the country smiled sweetly.
Japan looked around him expecting to see other countries, but there was only empty air.
"Nani, there is nobody there?" he sneezes again.
The other country shrugs, "they must have left then. I am England, United Kingdom. You are?"
"England? Konnichiwa, I am Japan, Nihon. "
„What are you doing out in this weather? You don't even have an umbrella." England shifts his umbrella to where it covers both him and Japan.
Japan looks down, "I was on my way home when it started to rain."
He coughs again; his vision is so blurry now that he cannot see England's face. He starts to sway; England drops his umbrella and catches Japan before he hits the pavement. England scoops Japan into his arms and carries him on his back across the street and into his house. Inside his Boss is waiting, upon seeing England carrying Japan his mouth falls agape.
"What are you doing Arthur? Picking up stray countries in the middle of the night!"
England stares at his Boss, "I didn't pick him up he found me. It's not the middle of the night, only ten thirty."
Leaving a fuming Boss standing by himself, England carries Japan up the stairs and into the guest bedroom of his house. Laying Japan on the bed he enters the bathroom and gets a robe off the hook on the door and a wet wash-cloth. He returns, shaking Japan's shoulder lightly.
"Mr. Japan wake up,"
Japan's eyes open half-way he turns to look at England.
"Hmm, nani, what has happened?" he looks around, "Oh my! I seem to have caused you a great deal of trouble England-san. I am terribly sorry."
England laughs, shaking his head, "it's no trouble, but you must get out of those wet clothes before you catch pneumonia."
He hands Japan the rode and watches him carefully as Japan enters the bathroom to change.
*"What are you going to do Iggy?"* a flying green rabbit asks.
"Oh Flying Mint Bunny! Didn't notice you there ole-chap," he looks at the bathroom door, "I'm not quite sure what I'm going to do, I haven't felt this way since Amer….. Well, ever."
Japan comes out of the bathroom then wearing an orange robe in place of his navy kimono, the rabbit vanishes.
"Arigatou England-san, I am very grateful that you have opened your home and helped me." Japan gives a slight bow then goes into a fit of coughing.
"Hey now, don't stress yourself," England guides Japan back to the bed, pulling back the covers.
Japan lies down and England puts the damp cloth on his forehead, "There, rest here for tonight and you'll feel better in the morning."
Japan blushes and looks away, "Arigatou." He closes his eyes a listens as England leaves, shutting the door behind him. He falls asleep minutes later with the image of England in the rain flooding his dreams.
England sighs as he stands outside the door that separates him and Japan. Truth be told he wasn't in the rain by chance, he had seen the quiet country walking home that way before.
*Since the first time I had seen him all those years ago, I can't seem to get him out of my head. I'm just happy he bumped into me and not France…or Russia, he's so small America may even be able to overpower him.* England shakes his head to dispel the thoughts.
Turning from the door he walks down the hallway into his bedroom, still thinking about the shy, blushing country as he falls asleep.
~END chapter~ 3