My first story, whoo! To all the friends who I pushed to read this, thanks so much! BTW, this is NOT a romance, and I do NOT own Hetalia (although that would be pretty awesome :P ) Enjoy!
Chapter 1
Kiku wandered among the coastal ruins of his country. He knew he should probably be at a shelter helping his people, but how could he help them when he could barely even think? He still hardly accepted what had happened. He could hardly believe the devastation.
An earthquake had just ravaged his beloved home. It, along with the tsunamis it created, had changed the beautiful coast of his country into a scene of despair. The quake had occurred several days ago, but Kiku was still beside himself. He could still remember the terror. He had ushered some people into the safety of a strong office building. He remembered the people's screams, remembered looking out the buildings window, watching countless buildings fall, watching countless homes get swept away.
As Kiku walked along in a zombie-like trance, he saw the remains of once beautiful homes and gardens, all of them collapsed or crushed. The remains of the dead, too, were present. No one had come to remove them, the attention was being focused on the living. As he continued trudging down the dusty, rubbish-strewn path, disturbing sights filled Kiku's eyes. The body of a young girl, surrounded by her own blood. A thin stray dog, chewing a human femur. A hand sticking out of a pile of rubbish.
Suddenly, Kiku heard a throaty growl come from up ahead of him. He looked up to see a white cat in the middle of the road. It's fur was covered with soot and blood, it's green eyes were dull and cloudy. Looking closer, Kiku could see the animal's ribs.
He almost smiled. He loved cats; they were a symbol of good luck. He knew the soft hope he felt was foolish, but couldn't help but feel it anyway. Kiku approached the cat, being careful not to scare it. The creature did nothing. It simply stared back at him. Suddenly, the cat fell on its side onto the ground.
Kiku immediately ran to the fallen animal. It was a horrible sight. The cat was panting heavily, as though it was struggling to breathe. Foamy drool dripped from the cat's mouth. Kiku's heart sank. In a normal situation, he may have been able to help the struggling animal. But not after an earthquake. Kiku helplessly watched the creature's life slip away. After several minutes, the cat's jaw hung open and it's eyes became glassy. The poor thing was finally gone.
Until he saw the cat die, the earthquake had left Kiku numb, detached. After the quake had passed, he'd subconsciously shut off his emotions to prevent himself from breaking down. But this was too much. Seeing the one thing since the quake that had brought him joy, the one thing that had given him hope die right before his eyes, Kiku's already broken heart shattered. And there, before the body of the dead cat, the wise, powerful, resilient nation dropped his head into his hands and began to cry.
I know, it's depressing. There'll be more chapters, hopefully soon, 'cause I have April vacation right now :D. Please review!
