Title: What You Have

Pairings/Characters: England, Hong Kong, mentions of China

Rating: PG

The dark room filled with only the light of a small candle with the rest covered in a darkness that only made Hong Kong feel even more uncomfortable. His face was a flat shade of red that came not from embarrassment, but from how many times he had to wipe the tears from his face that day.

This was to be his very first night at England's house.

Only a few hours before, he was being shown his room by one of the maids. England had went straight to his room after arriving at the house, so Hong Kong really never had much of a chance to introduce himself.

"This is where you will be staying for now. If there is anything you need, don't be afraid to ask."

The maid spoke with kind words but Hong Kong didn't really give any meaning to what she said. He understood only his Aniki said, so how could he? After returning her bow, which surprised her quite a bit, he tried to switch on one of the lights so he could unpack the small bags of clothes and memories he had brought from his Aniki's house. England made it very clear that everything he would need would be provided for him here and that the things he brought would only collect dust in the closet – but these things were too close to Hong Kong, he couldn't let them go. At least, not yet.

He could still remember the look on his brother's face when they both first found out Hong Kong was no longer going to be staying with China. Only one sentence was enough to make the older nation tremble. The mere thought of no longer having Hong Kong in his arms seemed to have never come across Aniki's mind, which only made the shock pulse through him once again.

"China….if this keeps up, the boy comes with me."

"You can't do that, aru! It's not fair!"

"It doesn't have to be fair. We are only doing what is best for the kid."

Never before had he heard such cold words. At first, he couldn't believe it. There was no way he would leave Aniki! Not only him, but what about Korea and Taiwan? They all had lived together happily since he was born, true, there had always been the threat of Japan, but what right did western nations have to take him away? With Aniki was where he belonged!

"There really is not much we can do."

"How can you say that, aru! Giving in before even trying to stop them…"

"You know very well that this was decided before hand, China. You couldn't face it then and you pretended you didn't even know until now. What is there to do? If there was something, we would have tried a long time ago."

"Japan! You can't really mean that, aru! Do you not think we can…..I mean…."

Hong Kong shivered at the memories of the past few months. They all seemed so clear, yet dim compared to the transfer this morning.

A short knock on the door was all it took to pull Hong Kong back into the reality of today.

"Is everything alright?" The somewhat familiar voice of the maid was hardly muffled by the thick, wooden entrance.

"Ah….yes. I fine." He tried to respond as she creaked open the door- unsure of how exact his English was.

The girl nodded and closed it softly, letting the quiet return. Hong Kong looked around the room from his seat on the bed. The bag of clothes and trinkets he had brought lay dead and almost empty in the corner of the room along with the sandals he had worn here.

He sighed and fiddled with one of the buttons on his shirt. He wasn't used to going to bed so early, or late rather…he still wasn't used to the difference in the time the sun would rise and set here. And he really wasn't used to the clothes he had found waiting for him in his closet. It took him at least a half hour, plus the help of the maid, to get it on correctly. He wished he could have worn his coat he had brought from China to bed, but out of respect for England, the European clothes were his pick for the night.

"But Aniki, you said I didn't have to go! Do I really have to stay with the British man?"

"It's not up to me anymore, aru. I'm sorry, Ma-dì. This is just the way it is."

"Is this the boy?"

Unfamiliar words spill from the man's mouth, confusing the littlest country, me.

"Hong Kong. That is his name, aru."

I never knew Aniki spoke the British man's tongue. Well…I shouldn't be surprised; Aniki dealt with them almost every other day.

"Ah…..then you shall be coming with me then, Hong Kong."

The man extends his hand to me, as China nods his head to him, securing the deal. I have no choice but to go with him now.

My name is Hong Kong. The previous property of the People of China. The newly transferred property of the British Empire.

He gave up trying to get comfortable. The flat sheets that made out his bed were big and hard to get in and out of…..not like Aniki's bed. He nuzzled up against the rectangular pillow and tried to fall asleep….which had always been a challenge for him, no matter whose bed he was in. Rolling around only got him lost in the sheets and before he knew it, he was stuck. With nothing else to do, he turned to the window; the sky a dark shade of reddish purple, the same color it was back at his old home, a light rain drizzling above it all.

"Well….at least one thing stays the same." He whispered in his own tongue before closing his eyes and lowly drifting off to the world of dreams. It would take a while to get used to this.

Hong Kong is undeniably one of my favorite fictional characters of all time. He has such a simple complex that's easy to write for, but nearly impossible to explain. Regardless, yes, to answer your question, this is just another pov of the life of Hong Kong under British rule. Maybe a little more on the motive side, but putting that aside, I hope you can enjoy.

I can promise the chapters will be updated daily o7