This is my first time writing any sort of fan fic.
So please enjoy and please review ^^
"Di di"
"Otōto"
"Ju hua"
"Kiku…"
"JAPAN!" A voice soaked in tears and blood cried out. Why did it have to be this way?
A long time ago, Japan was the perfect little brother, a perfect child. China had hand raised him since the day he found the little nation lost in a bamboo grove. But now…China wondered where he went wrong.
Japan slowly walked away from the scene; his once crisp white uniform was now splattered with the blood of his former older brother. He clenched in his hand a katana, not just splattered but drenched in blood.
"W-why aru? H-how…how could-" Japan turned around. He looked down at the once mighty nation. Both nations, eyes locked on each other's. Cold eyes shot down at China's dying eyes. "Because," Japan interrupted, "We're at war. That is my reason." His voice was like a bullet, piercing through the older nation.
China sighed. "You're better than this, Kiku," He said, still clenching the wound on his back. "You should listen to your brother sometimes aru. Like you used to. What happened to you, Kiku aru?" Japan ignored the nation completely. Blocking out any plea for help. He carried on walking. China didn't want this. He wanted to have this sweet little Kiku back. But he knew he couldn't do anything about it. 'Just…once more…I'll try one more time.' He thought as China quickly tried to find his feet and stand up. But his feet quickly gave way. China collapsed to the floor, in a pool of his own blood. Upon hearing the noise, Japan quickly turned around to find his brother, still trying to stand up, still trying to reason with him.
"Kiku, listen…wait…I don't want to loose you…I can't…Ki-"
Japan flinched on hearing his human name, again.
"STOP IT. BE QUIET" Yelled Japan. China was in shock. "I am Japan. I am a nation. Do NOT call me that anymore China. I am no longer a little boy. I am not your brother anymore. Give up if you can't handle it. Move on. China." Japan, once again, turned around and walked away from the nation. But this time, he didn't look back he just kept walking away. Yao could see his precious brother slowly getting away from him. There was nothing he could do. His vision became blurred. Soon enough, everything went black, and he was left alone in the rain.