"D-Don't do this Japan!" shouted America, holding a bloody England's head. Japan smiled sadly.
"If me doing this brings him back... Then I'll be glad at least one of us remembers the years... America-kun. T-tell him I've loved him since Edo." Japan said, tears finally slipping out of his eyes. He stepped through the red portal, hoping that England would wake up when he was changed.
One hour prior...
Japan sighed in relief when the meeting was over. It was just another day with continuous ideas on how to stop global warming. He looked up as France and England began to fight, America shoving his face with hamburgers, China running away from Russia, and finally settling on Germany dragging a sleeping Italy away. In short, just another day. He got his things together and walked out, tired.
"Hey Japan! Hold on a tic!" called a voice with a British accent. Japan turned around and saw Sealand... A kinda-sorta not really nation. Japan sighed and smiled, knowing that Sealand would want to talk about anime or some super hero rather than some issue with the world.
"Yes Sealand-kun?" Japan asked the young nation. Sealand stopped in front of him bouncing on his feet, holding out two different mangas.
"Which do you like more! Blue Exorcist or Soul Eater!" Sealand asked the raven haired nation. Japan considered then pointed to the one with a guy that had green hair with a yellow point on it. Sealand smiled. "Me two! I really like Amaimon! In fact..." Sealand lowered his voice."Don't tell papa or that jerk but I went to America and in a state called Georgia, they have this con called Momo-con in March in the capital! And I saw this girl dressed as Amaimon! She was the only one and funnily enough... She new me and hugged me! I wonder..." Sealand was thinking and didn't notice Japan hiding what looked like a DVD that said Hetalia in his briefcase. "Aw whatever! But thanks Japan! Now I know what Latvia and I are going to watch tonight! Bye~" Sealand called, running over to another small nation who was being picked on by Russia.
"What did he want Japan, aru?" asked a girlish Chinese voice. Japan turned and looked at his former brother China.
"Just wanted my opinion on a anime." Japan said. Things weren't as tense as they used to be but...
"Is that so, aru... Well I better go before Russia tries to do something. Bye Japan, aru." said China, turning away quickly. No sooner than he stepped towards the door Russia was by his side, trying hard to ignore his sisters.
Japan sighed and walked out. Just as soon as he stepped out of the door he felt it. He felt it with such force he fell to the ground. He could hear people calling his name but he could only feel this obscure pain in his chest. And he heard a voice in his ear that kept saying over and over 'One hour left.' Then... It went black.
"Oi! Japan! Wake up you wanker!" yelled a British sounding voice. 'Ah... Sealand-kun again..' Japan thought, struggling to open his eyes. When he did the person he saw was not Sealand but England. They were in one of the lounges and America was there to. He looked at his watch and saw that fifty minutes had passed.
"Gomen! I-I don't know wht happened." Japan said, bowing his head. America looked like he was about to laugh when he saw the look on England's face.
"Japan is everything o-!" England started to say when he was hit by a bat. Japan and America's heads turned to see a man that looked similar to America, with brown hair, bomber jacket, and sunglasses.
"Thanks America~ now, go home and tell everyone that things are going smoothly." said a male Italian voice behind him. Japan gasped when he saw a man who looked almost like Italy! The only difference was his skin was darker, his hair more red, and his eyes a red-violet. He was wearing a brown and black military suit and his eyes where open. He smiled at Japan and walked over to the unconscious and bloody England. He kicked his head.
"Bast-" America started to say, getting to his feet.
"Nuh uh uh~ children should listen to thier elders~" the twisted Italy look alike said, holding a sharp butter knife to the American's throat. America stopped moving, but quickly grabbed England to help shield him. The twisted male looked at Japan and smiled again.
"Hey~ I know a way you can save your friend~" he said, looking at Japan with greedy, hungry eyes. Japan's eyes widened, looking from England to the unknown male.
"W-who are you?" he asked, wishing he had his katana.
"Oh~ silly me I forgot!" the reddish haired person kneeled in front of Japan. "I'm from a split dimension.I'm Italy~ well... 2p Italy. Everyone has completely different personalities there! Well... Everyone but you that is," he said, playing with his knife."You see, both my Japan and you a quite alike! Both serious, quiet, smart. But... That's where the similarities end. You like people... You even have friends! My Japan... He has contempt for everyone. Especially America~" the 2p Italy said, looking over at a America who was glaring at him but didn't move. "Bit lets skip all the booorrriiinnnngg things and get on shall we? I want you, Japan, to become my Japan! And since my world is better in technology we can do it!" the Italy said, giggling and clapping his hands twice. A purple portal appeared and he stood up. "Walk through that and... Oops! Looks like your England's dead~" the Italy said, pointing. Japan looked and saw that he was right. England's chest didn't move. "Well, if you walk through the portal when it turns red he'll come back to life~ and don't worry about memories! You'll just get his personality! And if you don't do it your friend is dead forever. Either way, YOU won't see me again. Oh, and here's the catch. All your happy memories? They'll be made to look sad! Bye Japan~" said the twisted Italy, stepping towards the portal.
"WAIT! W-Why must I do this!" Japan yelled. The twisted Italy turned and smiled.
"Because if you don't your precious England dies." he said, stepping through the portal. Sure enough it turned red as soon as he went through.
"...Bye America-kun." Japan said, stepping up to the portal.
"D-Don't do this Japan!" shouted America, holding a bloody England's head. Japan smiled sadly.
"If me doing this brings him back... Then I'll be glad at least one of us remembers the years... America-kun. T-tell him I've loved him since Edo." Japan said, tears finally slipping out of his eyes. He stepped through the red portal, hoping that England would wake up when he was changed.
No sooner then him stepping through, did he come out. His white uniform black, eyes red, and usual peace gone. He was now 2p Japan. And England breathed again.