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Japan opened his eyes and took survey of his surroundings. He was lying in a cot, gazing up into an unending sea of whiteness. The next thing he knew was searing pain. White became black as he lost consciousness.
"Japan, wake up" A familiar voice called him from his sleep and he felt a hand on his shoulder, shaking him awake. Blearily he opened his eyes and dark brown eyes met light brown eyes as he looked into his elder brother's face. "China?" Japan asked. China nodded. The rage and betrayal had left the ancient nation's face after the war, replaced by increasing anxiety for the health of his wounded younger brother. China smiled, his brother had been in and out of consciousness the past few days, his body covered in burns and a broken leg stuck awkwardly out of the bed sheet, supported by an uncomfortable and stiff wooden splint.
"Is he awake?" asked a voice Japan assumed to be the nurse. China nodded and straightened, leaving Japan's field of view. Now all Japan could see was that accursed white ceiling he had been staring at until it haunted his dreams. Now he could do something about it.
"China, help me sit up," the injured nation ordered in a sore whisper. "Are you sure?" China asked, his face lined with worry. "Yes, it doesn't hurt so much anymore," Japan said. This was true in a way, the pain was not sharp and overwhelming, it had been largely reduced to a dull and constant throbbing. "Very well," his brother submitted, helping pull Japan up and bolstering his back with pillows. Japan winced, the long days lying down had left him sore, but anything was better than spending another second looking at the ceiling. At least he couple see his surroundings now.
He was in a military hospital, but most of the beds were empty, except one in the left corner, China was standing next to him, and a nurse was leaving the ward. "Were so few injured?" asked Japan, looking at the rows of empty cots. "No, but most have had more minor injuries and have already left," said China "Your injuries were extensive, we weren't sure if you would..." his voice trailed off. "Who else is still here?" asked Japan. "Should I tell the nurse visitors can come now?" China said, changing the subject. Japan nodded eagerly, even a hermit nation needed company sometimes. "Good. I will tell the others they can visit you today. Now rest." China propped up Japan's back with more pillows, taken from the empty cots. Japan wasted no time obeying China's order.
Author's note: This is my first story and as you can see, I need an impressive amount of help improving. Please send tips and magic writing dust. Thank you and have an adequate day.