OK I want this story to be my first fanfic to be published you know..something easy to update..soo…yay kind of excited on what people will think of it. I like putting characters in awkward positions like this cuz it's fun~
I have nothing else to say here really so just enjoy the story k?
-CHAPTER 1-
China stumbled outside, his tears blurring his vision as he sunk down onto his front porch in the middle of the night. "stupid japan,aru…" he mumbled angrily as he thought about what he had told him not 5 minutes ago. Just...How—how could japan say that about him?
After all those years of china raising him, how could he say he wasn't his brother? It didn't make sense, what the younger Asian country had said stabbed him in the heart.
Is that what he really felt towards him? When he would mention the topic all japan would say was a round about answer or stay silent. After all these years did he really think that about him? The idea alone made him cry harder. As soon as the words left Japan's mouth, so calm you wouldn't think it was meant to offend him, china stared at him in shock, and the younger nation left as quickly as possible feeling anger, and guilt.
He left him there by himself to cry alone in the dark. China made an attempt to wipe his tears away with his long red sleeve only to be replaced by more.
What did he do wrong? He had taken care of japan to the best of his ability and loved him like family.
All he ever wanted from his younger brother was for him to love him back.
As the oldest nation of the great 8 he had done his best to act mature and not show the other countries any signs of weakness but now..
China buried his tear soaked face into his knees and hugged them.
" I just want my brother back,aru."
He let silence take over as he went through memories of the 2 of them. The nice cool air and gentle breeze swished his hair and leaves were scattered into the air. The grass swaying in a calm repeated pattern. No noise was made but the sound of china's shuttering cries and his wind chime.
The Asian nation lifted his head towards the star filled night sky. A full moon was out…on nights like this he would always watch the full moon with japan.
Just then a flicker of light caught his attention. China perked up. It was a shooting star! He had seen many of those in his life time but they were still very rare, even for him, and were supposed to give good luck.
He stared at it as it trickled across the sky. He believed that if you wished upon stars like this, it would come true.
In sad desperation he blurted out " I wish japan would love me as a brother again!"
Nihon stood outside in the dark next to his cherry blossom tree as the soft breezes of wind blew and swirled the pink peddles into the warm air. He was still dwelling on what he had said to china earlier.
"I'm not your brother."
It was the first time he had told him flat out in his face and meant it. Now he felt guilty. It was very rude and he should apologize to him, but that would only put him back in the same place he started. Being treated as a child again. China doesn't have to worry about something like that because he is the oldest out of all of them.. 'If only he knew what it felt like to—'
A swift flash of light sparked his senses and his head darted up at the sky in alert. Oh. It was only a shooting star.
He stared at it. America would always tell him that if he made a wish on one, it would come true. The country took a deep breathe,
" I wish chuugoku would understand what it's like to be treated like a child." He sighed dipping his head down closing his eyes.
If he knew what it felt like and respected him then maybe the two would get along better. The country stayed still and attentive to his surroundings as it shimmered away..then… he waited. Nothing happened.
"Of course nothing happened it was only a star." He muttered to himself as he turned around to his house. He needed to sleep, he had a meeting to go to tomorrow. With that he left his thoughts about him and china alone and went inside to sleep, too stressed for tomorrow to come.
The star faded away. His eyes sparkled with tears as the country sat there in silence not moving a single inch of his body, staring at the sky in hope, waiting for something to happen. He waited for another minute, but nothing changed. He still felt the same. japan was not running back to him.
China dragged himself off the floor. That didn't help at all!
" that actually made me feel worse,aru." He mumbled. His arms hung limp at his sides. He then turned around and went back inside his house inside feeling a whole nother wave of exhaustion sweep over him. He was really tired and stressed out, all he wanted was some sleep. He did not want to go to the great 8 meeting at all tomorrow. He hardly ever did anyway but he knew America was going to drag him along this time. He blindly walked into his room, eyes already heavily shut, and collapsed onto his bed.
' I don't care what America does,aru. I am not going to that stupid meeting.' he squeezed his eyes shut and then grabbed the closest hello kitty doll next to him and suffocated it in a hug. He was not looking forward to seeing japan tomorrow. In fact, he never wants to see him again until he starts acting like his brother.
'that's probably never going to happen…' he thought bitterly to himself as he was pulled into a blank dreamless sleep.
Just then a flash over took his entire body blinding the room in a huge yellow light, then slowly faded away. What used to be china was replaced by a 4 year old peacefully sleeping and attempting to hold a doll that was now too big for him to hold. He didn't know that japan made a wish on the same star as he did.
America casually strolled down the street towards china's house. He sent him a text again as he was coming to get him. "What is with this guy? If he doesn't want to come then he should just say so, he doesn't have to ignore me like this." America huffed irritated.
He had been trying to call him all morning but he wouldn't answer. The real reason why America wanted the country to come so bad was because...well… he needed to borrow more money from him. America was a fool to not pay him back, but china was even more of a fool to continue to give him money.
He walked onto his front porch and banged on the door.
"YO! CHINA!" he shouted obnoxiously.
"DUDE WE GOTTA GO MAN! WHY HAVENT YOU BEEN ANSWERING YOUR PHONE !?"
No answer.
Being the impatient country America was, he opened the door and walked right inside of his house .
"china! Are you even here brah!?" he shouted again hearing his voice bounce of the vacant walls of the house. 'Holy crap! What If he left me!? Then he would have to go to the meeting by myself!
He walked down the halls of his allies house then face washed over with pure worry.
Holy shiz what if something bad happened to him!?
" NO! CHINA YOU CANT BE DEAD I STILL NEED YOU TO GIVE ME SOME MONEY!" he cried running all the way down the hall towards his room.
"oof-!"
The nation rubbed his head and backed away from the door.
" oh yah you have to slide it open…" America muttered. Why do china and japan have to make things more difficult for him?
" china are you in here?" he slid the door open and stepped inside, looking around the room filled with hello kitty dolls and merchandise.
His blues eyes came to a halt at the child sleeping on his bed. Who the heck was this?
America froze In horror. What if—what if this kid killed china and took all of his money!? It makes sense right? Why not, I mean, it happens in horror movies all the time!
the country went into hero mode and marched right up to his allie's bed. He snatched the kid right up and started shaking him awake.
" who are you and what have you done with china you evil bastard!?"
The kid whimpered and whined, starting to stir awake. His small hands held onto America's fists that were holding him as if it would get him to stop. America stopped shaking him in reply and stared menacingly at the victim like he was a suspect to a crime.
He looked to be around 3 years old. The child had brown short hair and was wearing a mini version of china's clothes. The kid's eyes were still squeezed shut and wore a look of irritation. Then the infant opened them, first into tiny slits, then blinked and stared at the person holding him.
America's eyes widened.
The eyes that stared back at him he only belong one person he knew..and this had to be it.
"ch—china!?"
CLIFF HANGAH! Oh wow did I notice how short this is..but keep reading the story and I promise shit will get better,right china!?
China: what the heck is this,aru?
Me: you're a child now :D isn't that cool?
China: no it is not,aru! I am a mature country!
Me: exactly, that's why it will be interesting!
Japan: he turned into a kid because of a shooting star?
Me: it's the best I can come up with! T_T why, do you want the brittanian angel to do it?
Japan: that would make more sense…. He has done it before with korea
Me: But it won't capture the emotional problems between you two D:
China: a shooting star doesn't even last that long,aru!
Japan: hai, I have seen one before…they are only there for 2 seconds
Me: I know that! But it makes it more emotional ok!?
Japan/china: …. =_=''
Me: and besides, not every magical incident should be englands fault,I mean…there are other ways to do things…
England: *shows up outta no where* that's right! Everything is not my fault!
Me: *nods head in agreement* ok so like,review this and stuff! Then I will post the next chapter this week!
(^-^)/ peace! –keyote mugen