Hey look who's back and who will probably disappear back to the K-Pop fandom and update this rarely once her love for Hetalia goes on a roller-coaster ride! (I-I'll try to keep a monthly or bimonthly update though! ovo")

A-Anyways, this story has been stuck in my mind for a while now and I think I got the basic plot-line to work off of.

My love for love-polygon-thingies will obviously show up as mainly Japan x China x Hong Kong and some hints of China x Taiwan.

Usual warning for BL content: Don't like, don't freaking read it.


"Legend has it, that a mirror lies within a dark room full of secrets and hidden treasury.

"The story begins with a warlock after having enough of pranks being pulled on him. He wanted to show these idiots what he has to deal with everyday: through trying to curse a mirror to reveal them the worst of their attributes.

"After multiple tries of doing so, it seemed to the warlock that the curse never worked, seeing how whenever he stared at the mirror, he couldn't even see his own flaws. He gave up on trying to curse the mirror and- uh- was kicked out of the house that belonged to a Chinese maiden."

"That was soo not scary," America pouts.

"Sh-Shut up! It's a true story!" England yelled back.

"Obviously you were the warlock and you tried to do that in fair China's house," France laughed, resulting in the two countries usual banter.

Japan sighed, seeing how the usual world meeting went. Nothing new, but something was wrong, seeing how there was a single seat empty.

China was missing.

It was odd though, seeing how the country would usually attend every meeting (and provided snacks for everyone to munch on as people bickered). He continued to stare at the empty seat before asking, "England-san, where's China-san?"

"Huh?" England paused and thought for a moment, "O-Oh, China- uh- I'm not exactly sure. He didn't exactly leave a voice message or called about being absent for the meeting. Last time I checked, he was completely fine and even if he was Hong Kong or Macau would have contacted us."

He couldn't help but find it odd, "Oh... is that so? I'll go check on him after the meeting then..."


Well, he definitely didn't expect to see South Korea trying to peak through the window and Taiwan sitting on the balcony steps in such a bored manner when he went to China's house.

"May I ask why you two are here?" Japan asked when he reached the house.

"Apparently Laoshi was gone during the meeting without notifying and they all relied on me to check on him," Taiwan huffed, "Talk about annoying..."

"China-hyung hasn't been picking up the phone and it made me anxious!" South Korea exclaimed.

"To inform him what?"

"That Sulli left f(x)!"

"Of course he wouldn't pick up the phone to listen to that!" Taiwan yelled back in annoyance.

"Everyone calm down please!" Japan worried, "H-Have you at least tried to open the door instead of knocking?"

South Korea blinked at the older before grabbed the handle and easily opening the door. This only made Taiwan scoff, "Of course he would forget to lock the door."

The three walked into the house to see no one in the house or any signs of recent activity within the house. It was eerily quiet as the three silently looked and inspected certain things to find any clues that would help hint to what happened.

Taiwan stopped at the sight of a familiar panda plushie on the ground right by the kitchen entrance. She picked up the plushie with and stared at the character on its forehead before peeking into the kitchen, "Hong Kong! Are you here?!"

South Korea also came into the kitchen and saw cards distributed across the kitchen table, as though the game was roughly stopped midway through, seeing how one of the pile of cards was not as neat as the other, like it was hastily thrown onto the table in a rush.

"Macau! You here?!" South Korea yelled.

Japan went into the hallway and looked into each bedroom. Four of the seven bedrooms were empty, making him grimace at the thought, just a bit. He looked at the remaining three and saw somewhat familiar items within each but no signs of anyone previously laying on each bed.

"China-san...?" Japan asked quietly, taking a step into a fairly familiar room. Obviously, he only received silence.

"Japan! We're checking the basement next!" Taiwan yelled from the kitchen.

"O-Okay!" Japan stuttered out.

He took one last look at the room before heading over to the basement.

"Talk about a mess..." he heard Taiwan mutter under her breath in front of him. The three were met with the sight of toppled over boxes and certain towers that looked close to toppling over.

"I don't think China-hyung is in here..." South Korea murmured as he carefully walked around the items that were spilled from the boxes.

"Well it doesn't hurt to check..." Japan honestly felt uneasy though. There was such a dreary feeling in the basement.

Maybe that was it.

He caught sight of a mirror that was half-covered by a dusty blanket of torn silk and it was oddly familiar.

Slowly, he reaches out and barely runs his finger down the antique design carved into the frame of the mirror. Japan then suddenly remembered about the story that England spoke about earlier.

It couldn't be... right?

"We're leaving now!" South Korea shouted, making Japan jolt from surprise of the sudden shout.

"R-Right..." Japan murmured before catching up to the other two.

The three were sure to take a key lying on the living room table to lock the door as they leave and just in case they needed to enter the house again.

"Jeez, that was an utterly useless trip," Taiwan murmured as she adjusted her crossed arm.

"Why is there a lump in your sleeve?" South Korea pointed to said lump.

"I-It's nothing! It's just my giant sleeve folding up when I cross m-my arms!" Taiwan defended herself before turning and walking away quickly.

"Whhaaaatttt? No way!" South Korea ran after the girl.

Japan was about to chase after the two when he swore he heard a clatter within the house. He stood frozen for a moment before he was about to enter the house again to check.

"Jaapppaaaannnnn! Hurry uuuuuuupppp!" South Korea yelled from afar.

His fingers that were holding the key were centimeters away from opening the door again but held back from it.

Just my imagination... just my imagination... he continued to repeat those three words in his head as he hesitantly pulled the key away from the door before running after the two before they got into some form of trouble.