Kid Problems
DISCLAIMER: Hidekaz Himaruya owns APH. I only make the fic.
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"So, from today, you'll be living with me. Do you understand?" England asked the boy in front of him. The boy, Hong Kong, stared at England but he didn't answer. England waited for a response from Hong Kong for a while, then he sighed and repeated his question. "Do you understand, Hong Kong?" Hong Kong still didn't answer him. Knowing that he won't be able to get any answer from the boy, England continued to talk," Since you'll be living here for a while, I'm going to show you your way around the house. Follow me." He held out his hand to Hong Kong but Hong Kong just stared blankly at the hand. This is going to be a long day, England thought to himself.
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That night, after showing Hong Kong his house and the rooms inside, he took Hong Kong to the new room he has prepared for the boy. England opened the door and walked in, his hand still holding Hong Kong's hand. "This will be your room," England said, pausing a while to see how Hong Kong will react to the room. It was a small room with white and red paint. There's a window at the side of the room and some Chinese calligraphies were hung in the room. The bed was placed across the window and there is a small table and a small chair, enough for a child to use, beside the bed. England had tried his best to make this room as comfortable as possible for Hong Kong. The child had lived under China and he figured that maybe Hong Kong would need some time to adapt, so he hung those Chinese calligraphies in an effort to make the room looks oriental. England had hoped that, maybe, seeing this room would make Hong Kong at least feel at home and that would cheer the boy a little, but it seems like his effort has been in vain. Hong Kong just stared in the room again. That's how Hong Kong has acted all the time today. Not even one word has been spoken to England. England shook his head and let go of his hand. Hong Kong looked up, a questioning and worried look in his face.
England, not noticing the look on Hong Kong's face, smiled," I'll leave you alone for now. There's hot water in the bathroom for you to use," England pointed his finger to a door beside them," and after taking a bath, don't forget to sleep okay?" Hong Kong just stayed quiet. England gave a little weary laugh and kissed Hong Kong on the forehead. "Good night, Hong Kong." And with that, England left Hong Kong and went to his room.
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He has tried to sleep for hours. But he can't. He was worried. He was worried about the boy, afraid that the boy will hate him and despise him. We've been living together for one week and he didn't even spoke a single word to me. Not even one single word. He hates me. That's must be why he didn't want to say anything to me. He hated me, who has taken him away from his family, the family that he loved. England bit his lips, trying not to think about the family he once had. Family huh? Maybe, if I take him to visit China tomorrow, he'll cheer up a bit. Maybe, he just missed his family. That's right. I'll take him to visit China tomorrow. England smiled, relieved that he was finally able to find a temporary solution to his problem. Then finally, England drifted off to sleep, after hours of trying.
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"Hong Kong," England said, trying to wake the boy up. He need to prepare the boy for the visit to China's house so that China knows that his little brother is safe and the boy will be all right with him. Hong Kong turned, making his back facing England, holding his blanket tighter. "Hong Kong, please wake up," England tried again. But Hong Kong still didn't show any kind of waking sign. England sighed, they're going to be late for the visit to China's house if this continues. He decided to splash some water to the boy's face and went to the bathroom inside Hong Kong's room.
"Don't hate me for this," he said and then the water was splashed all across Hong Kong's face. Hong Kong immediately woke up. He seemed to be surprised when he saw England was the one who splashed water to his face. England held out the clothes he had chosen for the boy to wear and said," Go take a shower. We're going to visit China." Hong Kong gave a questioning look to England but he stay quiet and took the clothes. After that, England left the room and decided to prepare himself for the visit too. There's no way he could visit China with pajamas, right?
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"Hong Kong!" China ran to Hong Kong when he noticed the boy and England from afar. He hugged the little boy tightly, asking questions in his own language. Hong Kong answered China's questions, his voice soft and clear. Then, China released Hong Kong and turned to face England. "You've treated him well, aru. I'm really grateful for that." England was surprised at China's sudden kind treatment. Where is the cold and hating eyes that he saw from the Chinese man the last time he visit him to pick Hong Kong? "Ah, no need to thank me, really," was the only word coming out from England's throat. China bowed to England, mumbling words of gratitude. England blushed and said," I really meant it. You didn't need to thank me." England stopped a bit and then he continued," Actually, I have something to ask you." China turned back and grabbed Hong Kong's hand," Let's talk in my house, aru."
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"So, what did you want to ask me about, aru?" China asked after making sure that no one was in the room except him and England. "I need you to tell me what Hong Kong likes," England answered. China gave England a 'why' look. "I- I think, that, maybe Hong Kong hates me." England continued, his face bitter. "How could you think that Hong Kong hates you, aru?" China asked him again. England just shook his head and replied," I- I just have the feeling that he hates me." China gave England's word some thought then he poured some tea to the cup and gave it to England.
"Have some nice tea, aru. Then I'll tell you what Hong Kong likes."
"Thank you, China," English said.
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That night, after they had dinner, England went out, leaving Hong Kong alone in the house. Hong Kong just stayed at his room, quietly playing with the stuffed panda that China has given him today. A few hours passed and when Hong Kong decided to sleep, suddenly a loud sound was heard. Hong Kong turned his head to the direction where the sound came. There, outside of his window, the sky was lit up with an array of colors. Hong Kong watched the colors came and go, awed at the beauty of it. Then he looked down and noticed that England was there, trying to lit some fireworks again.
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England was trying to lit the last and the biggest firework left when suddenly, Hong Kong hugged him from behind. England dropped the firework and the lighter that he was holding and hugged Hong kong back. He tried not to let his tears free. "Hong Kong… Don't ever leave me. I don't want to be left alone… again." "Ying guo, wo bu zhi dao ni shuo shen me. Dan shi… xie xie," Hong Kong said, his voice muffled. England hugged him tighter," Haha… What are you saying? I don't understa…" Hong Kong then said the words he heard the Englishman said to China," Thank you…" When he heard those words, England know that he won't be able to hold back his tears again. He cried, letting all the emotion he had hold for the last week out. After that, he stood up, releasing Hong Kong from his hug and erased the traces of tears on his cheeks. He picked the firework he dropped and held it out to Hong Kong. "Let's light this together." Hong Kong tilted his head, trying to understand what the Englishman is saying. Then, he smiled, for the first time and nodded, his hand reaching for the firework. England smiled back and looked at Hong Kong. This time… This time, I won't fail.
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*Hong Kong was saying "England, I don't know what you're talking, but... thank you."
And that concludes the first chapter of this story! I'm sorry if there are any typos and grammar mistakes. And reviews of any kind would be accepted! So what are you waiting? Go click that review button! The more review I get, the faster I'll update.
