This is just something that I dreamed about last night and decided to type it, since I have lost a bit of motivation to write chapter 46 to the red leaf since I keep on being rushed off and the page closes on me before it finishes saving, and this has happened a lot of times and I would have to re-type what was lost. and I was getting frustrated so...This is just to get my mind in check again, I hope you enjoy~
also, two things:
'Gàobié Rìběn', means 'Farewell Japan' (Fanfiction wouldn't take the Chinese characters) and in the final part of this, I didn't put the (year/day of birth)-(year/day of death) because I didn't bother looking it up...so sorry! now you can read it...
"Aiyah...I hope I can make it through this..." China sighed as he entered the cemetery. He didn't even want to come in the first place. He hated Cemeteries, he hated funerals, they always made him so emotional, and nearly on the verge of tears. But today, he had no choice but to go, because this funeral...was special.
He remembered on how he died. The blood, the agony, the sadness. What happened that day will be forever engraved into his brain...
~Nearly two weeks ago~
Japan and China just finished taking a walk through the park on an early Sunday evening, and were heading home. But as they were just about to arrive at the crosswalk, they heard familiar calling out to them
"Hey, Japan! China! dudes, wait!"
They both turned around, only to see the American stop directly in their faces.
"America? what are you doing here?" Japan raised an eyebrow as he pushed the American off a bit, "and your breath stinks, no offense"
"I'm here cause I had nothing else better to do, dude!" He let out an obnoxious laugh and patted Japan on the shoulder, "I've also been meaning to talk to you!"
"...About what?"
"About something...PRIVATE" America gave a child-like glare to China, who raised an eyebrow.
"You can go on without me China, I'll meet you at home"
"...Fine" China sighed and crossed his arms, and continued heading for the crosswalk.
As he was waiting, an elderly woman walked up slowly. He looked down at her, she looked so fragile and like she would be one to fall down easily. So he sighed and tapped her on the shoulder.
"Ma'm, would you like me to help you across the street, aru?"
She looked up at him and smiled, "Why thank you dearie, I would really appreciate it..."
When the light signaled for them to start walking, he helped her across. When they got to the other side, she thanked him and walked off.
China put his hands on his hips and smiled, but froze when he realized something...
He whipped his head around to find his wallet in the middle of the road, and the light was just about to go red. Not wanting to lose his money, he ran back out to the road to get it. When he picked it up he turned to get off of the road, but he stumbled and fell face-first.
It took him a few seconds to recover. When he did, he stood up and dusted himself off. Not seeing the truck speeding up from behind him.
He heard someone call out to him, he began to turn around but was suddenly pushed forward by a strong force, hitting the ground once more as he heard a large splat, with people gasping and screaming. And through all that, he heard a small voice in the crowd:
"JAPAN! HOLY SHIT, NO!"
He stood up once again, blood was scattered on the road. He looked around for who was hit. But then he saw a group of people gather around in one area on the street, so he ran over to it as quick as he could, Pushing through the crowd.
When he emerged, his sight was first focused on the blood. He then heard someone beside him say:
"Oh my god...h-he's dead..."
He then turned his attention to the body laying there in a pool of blood.
It was Japan, he was unconscious, and not showing any signs of bleeding. China's eyes widened as he came to a sudden realization. He dropped to his knees and turned Japan over on is back, shaking him.
"J-Japan! Someone call an ambulance, aru!"
He looked down at Japan's dirtied face, and hugged him close until an ambulance arrived.
"Don't die on me, aru..."
~Later on~
He was pacing back and forth in the waiting room, after waiting there for nearly two hours. He was getting impatient, he needed to find out if Japan was okay or not! Why couldn't they be faster?
Then finally a doctor came out and looked at China, "Mister Wang yao, correct?"
"Um...yeah..." He turned and faced the doctor, "How is he? Is Japan okay?"
The doctors face went to a sorrowful one as he sighed.
"I actually need to speak with you, come with me..."
China did as told, they stopped outside the emergency room Japan was in.
"So what did you want to talk to me about, aru?"
The doctor sighed once more, placing a hand on China's shoulder.
"I'm sorry to tell you this...But...he's dead"
"W-What!" China gripped the doctors shoulders and shook him, "But-! how-! Tell me how, aru!"
"Well sir, this man was hit by nearly a 7,000 pound truck, I'm quite surprised he didn't rip into pieces upon impact" He looked down at the chart he had been holding in his hands, reading the paper that was on it.
"There were several hemorrhages to the brain, chest area and torso. He broke three ribs, his spine, his left leg, and also his right arm. He also had trouble breathing. So he died of blood loss, brain damage and suffocation"
"N-NO!" He screamed out as he tried to run into the room,
"JAPAN! YOU CAN'T DIE! WE NEED YOU! I NEED YOU! PLEASE COME BACK! JAPAN!"
~end of flashback~
That's all he remembered before running out of the hospital and back home, crying himself to sleep.
He finally was able to walk over to where the funeral was taking place. And without saying a word, he walked over to the coffin where Japan lay.
He looked so peaceful. He was all cleaned up, he couldn't even see a trace of his wounds anymore. he was wearing his regular naval uniform, but it looked practically brand new...It actually... made it look like he was sleeping...But he knew that he wasn't. He caressed Japan's face and sighed.
"Aiyah~...I really thought I would be the one dying before you...but I guess you beat me to it..."
He chuckled softly as a tear dripped down his cheek and Onto Japans. Then another, and then another...he brought his head up as tears started streaming down his face like a waterfall. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper, setting it beside him.
"I meant to give this to you earlier...but I ended up misplacing it and wasn't able to find it in time...its a question...I was going to ask you...I know you'll probably never read it, but...I'd rather give it to you anyway, its better than never" he looked up at the beautiful cherry blossom just sitting there behind his grave.
"Ah...I remember him planting it long ago...he wanted it there for when he died..." he sighed to himself, "Well, its fully grown now and even had the blossoms bloom for your funeral...
A sad smile crept on his face as he knelt down to kiss Japan on the cheek. And just as he did so, a large gust of wind came along and hundreds of little pink petals blew through the cemetery.
China then stood up, the tears began to race down again. He stared at him as more Cherry Blossoms began to flutter off in the wind.
"...Gàobié, Rìběn" he bowed and turned around. Walking out of the Cemetery, not caring for the stares he was given. He then sighed once more.
"You know, Japan...
Cherry Blossoms do make you look Beautiful..."
~Little Epilogue~
One year later, China went back to visit the grave, holding a bouquet of Bluebells Camellia flowers. It took him a while to find it because he hadn't been there in so long, but he didn't mind.
When he found it, a new patch of grass had already grown in front of the grave. He knelt down, looking at the words engraved onto the tombstone.
"In loving memory
Honda Kiku, Japan.
No farewell words were spoken,
no time to say goodbye,
you were gone before we knew it,
and only God knows why"
the corners of his mouth pulled up into a small smile as he set the bouquet down. As he did, he felt something on his hand that didn't feel like grass or stone.
He looked down to see a piece of folded paper. It seemed just like the one he gave Japan on the day of his funeral. He picked it up and un-folded it just to be sure.
"Dear, Japan
I know this is a bit awkward, and I know you might hate me, but I just need to say this, and only this.
Ever since you grew up and left me alone...I've been thinking, I've had this same feeling from the start...and well...
aw, heck. I know you've probably stopped reading this, but I'll say it anyway:
I know we're pretty much brothers and all but, I love you more than that. Oh so much more than that!
You probably don't have the same feelings back, but I wanted to say it to you anyway...
but I also have just one question.
In what way do you love me anyway?
Sincerely, China"
"...I can't believe I even wrote this..." he sighed and shook his head in shame. But then he noticed something.
There was more writing further on the bottom, it seemed to be in Japan's Handwriting
He quickly re-focused on the paper and read what it said:
"Don't presume things if you don't know the real answer.
I wanted to confess my true feelings but, nervousness, you know?
I love you with all my heart, I didn't want to leave you alone, but I didn't want you to die either.
Don't miss me too much, okay? I'm sure someone will be able to take my place in your life
See you soon~"
He sat there silently, staring at the paper and what was said. Tears once again began to well up in his eyes and roll down his cheek.
"Y-You really did respond Japan..." he held the paper close as tears dripped onto the grass.
"B-But if you can hear me right now...I don't think anybody would be able to replace somebody like you..."
He suddenly felt something lightly brush his cheek then grab his shoulder. Nothing or nobody was there, and it was a still day.
He then gave a large smile and wiped his tears, standing and looking up at the clear blue sky.
"Thank you for answering my question, I hope you are well"
He turned on his heel and walked out of the Cemetery.
"I'll see you soon for sure~"
-END-