"…And that is the last of it aru."
Romano scowled at China. "I could have done that myself, b******o…" He looked away grumbling so he didn't catch China's disapproving look. Romano sighed. He was just a child after all. "But thank you anyway…"
China smiled and shook the Italian's hand. He tried to treat him like a grown up. Romano was a nation, after all. He may look young but he was older then the others on the ship. Save China himself.
"Say hello to your brother for me aru."
Romano scowled harder at the mention of his brother. Why did Italy get to stay at home and paint and get chased around by the Holy Roman Empire all day while he had to go to China to trade? That really wasn't fair but he was to one with most of the coastline.
Romano sighed again, and nodded goodbye to China. China smiled brightly at the young nation and walked off the boat. He turned around and waved as Romano's boat soon left the dock. Soon, the boat was just a speck in the distance. That's when China let himself frown.
He felt like something was wrong, that something terrible was about to happen. But he couldn't place the feeling. Maybe it was because of what he just gave Romano...? No, that was silly.
"Yao? What's wrong?"
A new voice broke him out of his thoughts. China turned to a worked that was staring at him worriedly. China blinked, realizing that the worker was waiting for an answer. He smiled. "Nothing's wrong! Do you need something?"
The man raised an eyebrow, but didn't push the subject. "There is a man to trade with you. He has a white mask and a little child with a cat with him."
China nodded. So Ottoman was here, huh? And he brought Greece. The child must have destroyed his house last time Ottoman had left him there alone.
He called his panda back to him and began walking over to where Ottoman was but not before looking at the spot the ship had disappeared at earlier. China still couldn't shake the feeling. He shook his head and continued to walk.
He could only hope that the western nations could survive what ever was coming.