And so it begins, this story. I thought it would make an interesting crossover, so I'm trying my hand at it. Can't tell where it'll go though. xD...
Well, it is 19th century period, one of my most favorite times of history to research, so this should be fun! I hope you guys will also enjoy. :D
I really don't mean to offend anyone though this fic either, please don't take any offense. ._. Also, this is going to be as historically accurate as I can make it while adding in the situation of DGM. I'm also including the 14th, Kanda's past, the latest on DGM. So spoilers beware! (Human names are used as well.)
Disclaimer: I lay no claim on DGM or Hetalia.
Let us watch well our beginnings, and results will manage themselves. - Alexander Clark
Arthur Kirkland messed with his tie briefly, his eyes slightly narrowed. In his left hand, he held a telegram from Honda Kiku, in his right his tie that was still crooked even after he messed with it. He sighed, exasperated, wondering how Francis managed to stay so flamboyantly dressed.
Leaving his tie alone for a few seconds, he opened the latest telegram again, scanning over the contents.
"The situation grows desperate. I make a plea with the other nations to help my people or we will cease to exist."
His eyebrows knotted together as he sighed, folding the paper again.
The year was 1880, towards the end of the nineteenth century. Arthur, having helped Kiku before with revolutionizing his land in general, felt a little bond with the once hikikomori nation. He had sent a telegram to most of the other nations, some calls as well, and most had responded positively.
Alfred for example, even though it had only been fifteen years after his own civil war, had jumped to the task, proclaiming that he the hero would help save Kiku.
Wang Yao, Kiku's older brother, had been especially adamant on helping his younger brother, even after what had happened over the past few decades. Their younger brother Im Yong-soo wasn't as much until his older sister Min-ji (1) had protested, saying that they had to help one of family.
Arthur held a little envy towards the Asian part of the world. They were still somewhat a family.
He shook his head as he made his way to the front of the church, or what he hoped was the church. There was one more place he had to visit and the last thing he wanted on his mind was…
He glanced up through the foggy air as he stuck his arm out, fingers brushing against the cold stone as he took a few steps back. "This must be it," he called as one fairy dressed in blue dropped down into view while examining the building.
"Yep!" she cheered as he smiled, knocking on the door.
Before he could get a word out, the huge face's eyes opened wide, staring at him. "Who are you?" it asked as Arthur quirked up an eyebrow at the strange choice of design.
"I am Sir Arthur Kirkland, representative of England and her Majesty. I have business with the head of the Black Order," he replied as the huge head ran a quick scan over him then proclaimed him clean. As it did, the doors opened inward, allowing Arthur a glance at Headquarters.
He knew about the Black Order, most of the countries did in fact. They usually left them alone to their own devices though instead of getting involved.
Arthur walked through the doors while running through the scenario in his head again.
Kiku, from the somewhat spastic messages he had sent to him, was in trouble by devils wearing human skin. The people there were almost wiped out but some still stood strong which gave Kiku the will to still fight.
Which is why I'm here, he thought, while entering through the building. To try to enlist these people to fight with us.
"Ah, hello! You're the guest right?" A girl with shortened hair asked as he entered through the main hallway. "Please wait here a moment, my older brother will be out in a bit."
He heard a clamoring and shouting for someone to get up. Then a loud 'boom' noise echoed through the room as he raised one bushy eyebrow in curiosity. The girl, who had ushered him in, flushed red. "Brother…" she groaned, racing inward and leaving Arthur by himself inside a clean room.
"Ah, sorry about that!" A man's voice called as Arthur jerked from his thoughts and looked up. A black haired man had walked in, a smudge on his face and his white jacket tossed on haphazardly. His secretary looked obviously disgruntled at the sight of the man and chose to take a few steps backwards from the smoke that was coming from his jacket. "There's not many people who know about us so we were a bit surprised when you were allowed access."
Arthur snorted gently. "Of course…" he mumbled as the man continued to talk.
"Arthur Kirkland? I'm Komui Li, the Head Supervisor of the Black Order. What business do you have with us?"
"Japan," Arthur immediately responded, his eyes narrowed. "I have here a telegram from a friend there." He pulled out the sheet of paper and slid it forward. "I am almost entitled to help him and since you are the foremost experts…"
"…Some of our own team had been in Japan only to be almost completely annihilated," Komui replied, his own eyes narrowing while reading the paper.
"Almost," Arthur pointed out as Komui tightened his fists.
"What gives you the right to demand for me to give up some of the kids in here to fight for some man that we don't even know?"
Arthur sighed mentally before facing Komui, his eyes matching the Head Supervisor's own purple ones. "I know it sounds crazy, believe me, but Kiku is important to the world. He's needed."
Komui rubbed his temples, thinking for a second. To return the exorcists back to the Akuma infested land…would it work? Allen would have access to the ark still there once they had a chance to settle down…
"Of course," Arthur butted in, a slight smirk on his face. "You'll have backup." He sat back in his seat, still smirking. "There's no way I would risk people just for myself."
Komui watched him warily before nodding. "We are fighting a war and this would be a good chance to strike at mutual enemies," he agreed as Arthur's hopes picked up slightly.
"Alright, then we'll get this cleared out of the way and you can meet the team. Reever! Get a sheet of whoever's not on duty!"
A few minutes later, Arthur was escorted to meet the team who were headed to Japan.
A boy with white hair glanced up at the stranger standing in the middle of the hallway as he pushed himself off the chair he had been balancing on, walking up to him.
Arthur felt a jolt up his spine then realized that this boy was one of his own people. Looking at him with a fresh eye, he could feel his consciousness drifting with his other people.
Allen Walker…
"You're Arthur Kirkland right?" Allen began with a smile, holding out his right arm. "I'm Allen Walker and will be traveling with you to Japan."
"A pleasure Mr. Walker," Arthur replied smoothly, shaking his hand. A red head then immediately tackled the boy from behind, asking him whom he was talking to. Allen managed to shove the boy off him, his cheeks flushed from embarrassment while telling him Arthur's name.
"This is Lavi," Allen introduced with a scowl in Lavi's direction. "He's coming along with us too." Arthur stuck out his hand for the boy to shake as Lavi did, grinning. "Pleasure to meet you Arthur."
From there, Arthur met Kanda Yu, a Japanese native who had an extremely foul tongue, though he couldn't really say anything, and Lenalee Li, the Chinese girl he had met before.
Kanda had scowled, sheathing Mugen, his blade. "Who the hell is this Kiku anyway and why the fuck are we helping him?"
Before Arthur could snap a response, Lenalee whacked him on the head lightly. "Kanda, that's no way to speak to an ally," she lectured as Lavi laughed, shaking his head. "Lenalee, leave him alone, it's just how Yu is."
"THAT'S KANDA TO YOU, STUPID ASSHOLE OF A RABBIT!"
They would be the Black Order's team.
The three teenagers made short time in packing a few clothes inside a small suitcase before meeting Arthur at the train station near the headquarters.
"Excuse my question," Lenalee began almost timidly as the five boarded the train. "But where are we going?"
"We're going to America," Arthur replied as the girl's eyes widened slightly, nodding her thanks as the redhead glanced at Arthur curiously.
"So why are we going to America?" he asked as Arthur settled himself in his seat.
"There are some people I need to meet. We're not going to Japan alone," he answered, closing his eyes as Lavi nodded, a small frown on his face.
As he joined the other three, he sat down, thumbing through his little booklet he kept random notes in. "What's wrong Lavi?" Allen asked while Kanda snorted, grumbling to himself about stupid missions.
"I've seen that man's face before but I can't quite place it," the Junior Bookman replied with a small frown, keeping his voice quiet.
"He did introduce himself as a representative of England and the Queen," Allen mused as Lenalee nodded, watching her three friends as Lavi snorted good naturally.
"No Moyashi," he replied with a wide grin as Allen glared at him for using his hated nickname. "I mean I've seen him in history books that Bookman makes me read when I don't have missions." He rubbed his head with almost frustration.
"Maybe he's important or something. Lavi, what the hell's your point?" Kanda spat out as the Bookman Junior held up his hands defensively.
"My point is," he said quickly to avoid Mugen aimed at his head. "I don't think he's telling us the entire story." He snorted, rolling his eyes. "Then again who does?"
"We can't exactly confront him," Lenalee pointed out as Allen nodded. "Though I'm sure he would tell us in the long run."
Ever the positive Lenalee.
"Then we'll just be more cautious," Kanda finally said, his eyes narrowed as Lavi grinned, closing his book with a 'fwap'. "That we should Yu!"
"God DAMN it Lavi, how many-!"
"That's ENOUGH both of you!"
Allen sighed, glancing out the window, his eyes half closed from the swaying of the train. As he did, he began to doze off, his thoughts wandering from the fourteenth to this new situation of returning to Japan.
He wondered what would happen there. Probably nothing good if Akuma were concerned, he noted wryly before succumbing to sleep finally.
It would be a long trip.
(1): I'm one of those people who think that Yong-soo had a twin before they split, so she's in here.
So, here we go!