Imperial Japan. Because I can't find anything to my liking so I made one myself.

This is a serious genre. No Yaoi and pairings. No OCs too (so I won't include the Colonized countries because I don't want my characters to conflict when Himaruya finally had their designs but they will be mentioned so don't worry). Mostly headcanons and forgive me if some went out of character; this is a Dark!Hetalia fanfic so I guess it can't be helped when they turned serious.

Lastly, Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia. Story doesn't affect any real countries, events and places. This is Fanfiction!

That's all, enjoy the first chapter of Sunset ^_^ I'll be happy to receive any comments, suggestions and critiques.


-Prologue-

Blood sputtered in the white-tiled floor, staining its pureness. This was followed by a scream which broke the peaceful afternoon of everyone inside the Imperial house.

"Sensei!" cries echoed as soon as the scream subsided. Someone's quick footsteps tapped in the floor as he run towards the huge door where the screams were. As he opened the huge oak door, which had dragon carvings, his eyes caught the people surrounding in the centre of the room. He knew something is wrong; his heart's beating quickly like it will pull out on its own. There was no commotion inside except frozen faces that were shocked by the happenings. He took a step forward, trying to move away from the door and trying to know what the screams are about.

"W-what is going on?" he asked with his shaking voice. He then caught familiar faces and was about to walk forward towards them when he saw bloodstains on the floor. He stopped, his eyes growing wide in terror as he remained looking at the person kneeling, covered in blood. His back had this fresh slash wound running from his right shoulder to the left part of his waist. Blood was still oozing out from the open cut as he hugs himself, enduring the pain.

"W-what? Ani-" he turned at the man who was standing beside the wounded. He was holding a katana which was dyed in red crimson blood, so does his white uniform which he remembers was so very neat from the last time he saw it. He has this dull, sullen look as he stared down towards his victim.

The man in white slashed his sword in the air, throwing more blood stains on the floor, before putting it back in its sheath. His face remained calm but you could see the fury in his eyes and it was somewhat red as it reflects the blood in the floor. Still, the person by the door run towards the wounded man, passing through him and his deathly glare which made the others remain in their position. The man soaked in blood was clutching his back and his face is in pain as he groans. A woman was beside him and was crying. She was muttering 'teacher' over and over.

Shiver run down his spine as he reached them. He knew them all; they were all very close to him. Why did this happen? Hurting each other even though they would call each other brothers!

He was hysterical as he gazed at his brother; he cannot absorb the situation that his brother was attacked from the back. No words were coming to his head. He kneeled down on the floor, clutching his wrist and gritting his teeth. He can't stop his tears as it flows down through his cheeks and to his chin. He can't take these emotions anymore. He needs to let it out. He needs to scream. He needs to…

"ANNNIIIIIIKKKKKKKKKKKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"


Chapter 1

XX-OO- Meiji Period

"They are a threat for peace" words escaped Japan's lips as he sat down on the Tatami floor. He loosens his tie, since he's wearing a western suit. He let out a heavy sigh before continuing.

"Not only that but it also affects our relationships with the other nations. I could even remember the pre-colonial times. Do you remember? We were harmoniously trading with the other Asian nations" A smile crept on Japan's face as his mind travels back in time. South Korea, who was sitting across the table ever since, tilted his head as the older nation whines over certain things he has a hard time guessing.

"Are you talking about the other countries?" the young Korean asked before purring green tea in a cup and places it in front of his senior.

"The Western Colonizers, to be exact. Almost everyone around us was colonized by Europeans" Japan sipped at the cup but he barely drank the tea. "And worse, I heard most were being treated cruelly" he clenched the tea cup as his eyebrows furrowed. South Korea remained quiet on his seat. Yes, he felt bad for the others for he knows what they are going on through but what could he do? After all, he's in the same situation, just not brutally.

"Tell me, Korea; are they a threat for peace?" Japan suddenly asked, making South Korea jolt. Why is he asking him that right now? Wasn't he the oldest so he should know the answers? But, what if he's asking for his opinions? Well, that could be it; he could finally tell him what's in his mind.

"I guess… Yes. Taking the freedom of the nations and treating them unequally? I know that one day they would stand up and fight for their rights" Korea stopped but it seems that Japan's interested of his answer so he continued "It might lead to war if the colonizer won't accept the nation's freedom. Pride is a strong enemy of one's self, after all"

Japan's shoulders fell and showed an 'I-see' look. South Korea knew a lot of things are going in his mind. There was a long silence and Korea was about to start another conversation when Japan started first.

"We don't need them" Japan mumbled.

"Excuse me?"

"The Western countries! The Easterners doesn't need those prideful nations to look after them" Japan's eyes brighten up but Korea felt like there's something wrong with it "Asia should only stand together and won't need those selfish Europeans who only think of their selves. " Japan was now kneeling, talking to the air; his voice beaming with hope. South Korea wants to join him too, but what is this feeling? Why does it seem it's a bad idea?

"And we will save them! We will help them have their freedom, Korea! And I know what to do first: We'll tell China about our plan. Wasn't he trading with the European nations? We will use him to make peaceful agreements!" contented, Japan excused himself to prepare. South Korea was left in the room, surprised at how his senior acted. The Japan he knows who is stoic and reserved had suddenly showed a side which Korea doesn't know if it's either for the best or not.

"We will know if he's serious or not, then" he muttered to himself before he stood up and also left the room.