Reunion

By: KagamineRin9001

An Axis Powers: Hetalia fanfiction

Main Pairing: Rochu (Russia and China)

Other Pairings: USUK, LietPol, GerIta, Spamano, Japan and Taiwan, Franada

AU: Modern Day New York City

The following characters are genderbent:

China

England

Poland

North and South Italy

and Canada

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Hetalia or Nyotalia or and "-talia" there is out there.

Chapter One

"Sister! Please wake up!"

I grumbled, rolling over and using my pillow to block my ears from my sister's desperate pleads. "Chun-Yan, please!"

"NO!" I yelled, "I don't have work today so I can sleep, aru! LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"Chun-Yan, you're friend is having that party tonight! You need to prepare the food for it remember?"

Oh right… I sat up and rubbed my eyes. "Alice always has to ruin everything…" I whispered. I stood up, wobbled a bit, and opened my door, revealing my little sister Mei, fully dressed. Her eyes were sparkling with a brand of excitement that could only be brought on by coffee.

"Why are you so happy, aru?" I half-asked, half-scoffed.

"Oh, it's nothing! I bought you an apple Danish. I know how much you like them!" Mei giggled.

"Okay." I mumbled, sitting down at the table and shoving the pastry in my mouth. A bit of filling dripped down my face and I stretched my tongue to lick it off of my cheek. Mei sat opposite me and stared at me, drumming her fingers on the table, her nervous habit.

"Shénme?" I grumbled through the pastry.

"Chun-Yan, someone has invited me out. May I go, please?" Mei dropped onto the floor and placed her hands in a praying position.

I laughed, "You're nineteen, Mei. You can do what you want I just want to know when things happen."

"So I can go!"

"Sure, I guess. Who is it?"

"Umm… K-Kiku…"

My eyes widened. "Honda?"

Mei flinched and nodded.

I patted my face with a napkin and shrugged. There were worse fates. There was Francis of course, and an old friend (if you could really call him that) of mine. He moved away so he wasn't a problem for me anymore. It didn't mean I was happy with this. I guess I can't be too angry as long as Mei is happy.

"So… Can I go?"

"Why do you have to ask me? You're nineteen, aru." I commented, finishing my Danish and licking the goo off of my fingers.

"I don't know."

"Thanks for the Danish by the way." I washed my hands. "Great bribery technique, aru."

"Jia Long thought so too." Mei said.

I smiled, "I need you to pick up some things for me." I handed Mei a list of items I needed to prepare the food. An old classmate of mine, Alice, decided to throw a party for the group of friends I hung around with in high school. Since I am a chef by profession, I was suckered into cooking the food. I obliged. I'm actually a bit interested in seeing what everyone is doing.

My only problem is that I don't know who's exactly who's coming so I don't know what to cook. I sent Mei away to buy a variety of items from many different cultures. It shouldn't be a problem for her though. She does most of the grocery shopping. The three of us decide what we want, Jia Long crunches the numbers, Mei buys the food, and I cook it. I need to eat new kinds of food or I get bored. My siblings tend to play along. Now that I think about it, they don't get much choice in the matter.

In high school, my circle of friends (and I'm using the word "friends" in the lightest of ways) came from all over the world. They called us the Jr. United Nations. When I called Alice yesterday to verify who was coming, she didn't know. She called people up to invite them with a sort of "come or don't I don't give a damn" attitude. Something told me that she was being forced to do this. Probably by Alfred, the American.

I sighed. "Can't be helped, aru. I'm just going to have to make everyone's favorite food." I tied my hair up and dressed in clothes that I didn't really care about. I put some water on to boil and started cooking some rice in the rice cooker. Sooner than usual, Mei came back, lugging four grocery bags. Yong Soo, our annoying neighbor, was helping her with the rest of the bags.

"Are there any more bags? You should have called so I could help, aru." I scolded.

"I ran into Yong Soo at the market and he helped me out. Thanks again." Mei smiled at the Korean.

"It's no problem, daze! Helping others originated from my country!" he yelled.

"Thank you for helping out my sister, aru." I turned to the bags and unpacked them.

"Are you cooking for Alice's?" Yong Soo asked, leaning on the wall.

"Yeah. Why?"

"I'm going. I can help you carry things, daze!"

"That would be nice, aru."

"Okay! Just call me over when you're ready. I have some stuff to do so I'll be going." Yong Soo left the apartment. I held my face in my hands, a headache starting to form. This is going to be great… Just great. I sighed and began the food.

…

I knocked on Yong Soo's door. He appeared. "Hi, Chun-Yan! Are you excited?"

"Yeah. Should be fun, aru." I lied.

We loaded the platters of food into Yong Soo's car. "Did you by chance buy any kimchi?" he asked.

"No. You said before that you didn't like the canned stuff, aru." I shouted over the sounds of the streets.

"Oh…Okay."

I climbed into the car and we began the journey to Alice's house.

"So do you know if anyone else is going to be here, aru?" I asked.

"Ummm… Alfred, Francis, and Antonio I think… Ludwig declined. Daisy said she'd go. Katarina said no. Alfred said his sister was coming."

"Alfred has a sister, aru?"

"I was surprised too, daze! Felicja and Toris are coming. Oh and I heard from Felicja that Ivan was coming over."

I gasped, "H-him?"

"Yeah. What's wrong?"

The whole thing just went right down the toilet."N-nothing." C-calm down Chun-Yan. It was Felicja that said it. She was probably lying. Breathe. Just breathe.

Soon enough we got to Alice's house, where the party would be. Yong Soo and I grabbed as much food as we could carry and rang the doorbell. Alice answered the door.

"Oh hello you two. ALFRED, GET YOUR FAT ARSE IN HERE!" Alice looked annoyed (what else is new), adding into my theory that she was being forced to throw this party. Alfred ran over. "Yeah. What is it?"

"Do you have more food to bring in?" she asked.

"We do."

"Alright. Alfred you grab some things. Anyone else willing to help?"

"Really, it's fine. We can just make another trip outside, aru."

"Nonsense." Alice held her hand up. Alfred ran in carrying some food. Antonio walked out.

"There's a little bit left." Alfred yelled from the kitchen.

"I'll grab it, aru." I mumbled, beginning to walk towards the door. I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings. I bumped into something.

"Oof!" I stumbled back. "What the hell?" I looked up.

"Hello, Chun-Yan." A childish voice sang, "It's been a long time, da?"

Ivan Braginsky.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Welp that's the first chapter. It wasn't too bad was it? I thought the ending sucked hard *sweat drop* but I wasn't sure how to fix it. Shitty timing posting a story taking place in New York on 9/11, I know. It wasn't intentional I just like posting stories as soon as I edit them and I edited this today.