Introduction: I know that there are unfinished fanfics on my list but I suddenly got hit by this idea, so I had to jot it down: reviews & constructive-criticism are welcomed (betaread by Raining Sun)

Summary: AU Hetalia. Kiku, tired of being heartbroken, turns to sake to dull the pain. However, every action has consequences & a chain-of-events start happening which affects not only him but those around him as well. AmeriPan, RoChu, FrUk. Warning, it's Boy'sLove but it also contains Mpreg.

LETTERS TO MY UNBORN CHILD...

Chapter 1

Kiku Honda, a young raven-haired video-game-programmer with eyes that look like black pearls, woke up a throbbing headache. He was never for one to drink copious amounts of sake, yet with his heartbroken by someone who he thought loved him dearly, Kiku turned to alcohol to help dull the pain in his heart that was there within him. However, he regretted his decision since it felt like his head would split into two- the brightness of the room didn't help either.

Slowly when his vision started to become clearer, he noticed something very odd, 'Chotto matte, since when have the walls in my bedroom been blue?'

Getting up to a sitting position, Kiku rubbed his eyes so as to take a better look- he was shocked to see he wasn't in his bedroom. Looking around, he came to the conclusion that he was in some motel room and he wasn't alone since he heard the water running. He was even more shocked to find himself naked.

But the thing that shocked him the most was there was a torn condom packet on the floor and his back was aching like hell. Putting two and two together, it dawned on him what had happened. 'Oyamaa! I don't even remember it happening or who I slept with.'

Now, with his headache rising even more, a cellphone ringing somewhere in the background and hearing the water being turned off, Kiku immediately dressed into his clothes and ran out of there as fast as he could. Since his back was still hurting, he was sure his one-night stand was a man.

Putting considerable distance between himself and the motel, Kiku tried to recollect what happened the previous night but nothing came to him. He couldn't understand how this could have happened, since last night all he ever did was go home and drink alot- how he managed to find himself far from his home was beyond him.

The only thing he did remember was he was feeling extremely vulnerable, 'How could I not be! I loved that man for years. I even sent a message to Obaasan telling her that I had something important to tell her and hoped she would give her blessings. With him not by my side, I guess I've nothing to reveal now'

He felt his cell phone vibrate. Looking at it, he saw his cousin Yao was calling him. With his head still aching, he didn't feel up to the task of speaking with his cousin. Also feeling so out-of-sync with everything, Kiku decided to use up all his sick leave days and decided not to go to work the following week.


With his cell-phone in hand, Yao Wong, an ebony-haired Gynecologist with amber-coloured eyes, was trying to call up Kiku, yet he wasn't answering his phone. 'Aiyaa, where has that hermit hidden himself now?'

Now, walking towards his workplace, Yao wondered how he could get hold of his elusive cousin when suddenly he was pulled in an alley and soon blind-folded. Yao was atfirst a bit paralyzed as it quickly became dark, but he got over his fright and adopted a fighting stance. 'Whoever is trying to rob/kidnap me is an idiot.' Yao was an expert on martial arts who didn't need to rely on his sight to fight. Quickly elbowing his attacker and throwing his bag at the person, Yao put some space between them and started giving out punches and kicks.

Much to his surprise, the attacker was able to dodge each and every one of Yao's attacks with well-placed defence moves. Hit after hit, the attacker blocked him. 'Hmm, something feels odd here.' Then Yao gave specific hits to face, tummy and legs- all were successfully blocked. Suddenly, Yao stood still and inquired, "Ivan Braginski? Is that you?"

It remained quiet for awhile, but later there was giggling, and he heard, "How did you know it was me, comrade?"

Yao pulled what he now saw was a tan-coloured scarf off his eyes, to see a tall ash-blond with amethyst-coloured eyes. Yao threw the scarf back, "Those defence moves you did are very rare, and I recall teaching some of them to you when we were in high school... What's the big idea blind-folding me like this, aru?" Yao gave a hard glare at the Russian.

Ivan just smiled for someone who committed an unlawful act, "I was checking to see if you've lost your touch or not. I can still see you're in good shape, da."

Yao normally would have been furious but knowing the Russian's personality, he let it slide. Picking up his bag, Yao said, "I'm surprised to see you here. I thought you still had a few weeks remaining in your dental practice at the village." Ivan put his hands behind his back and replied, "I missed my Yao, so I finished my practice early and I hurried back as fast as I could."

Yao showed a 'yeah right' look and started to walk away while asking, "So, how was practice there by the way?"

Ivan walking side by side with him, replied, "It was wonderful. You wouldn't believe how many villagers agreed to have their teeth drilled without Novocaine." Yao, with a disbelieving look, questioned, "Why would they agree to such a thing?"

"Well, they wanted to save money on the Root-Canal-treatment, so I suggested not giving Novocaine to reduce the cost and they jumped at the offer. Yao, their screams sounded beautiful…" Ivan gave a content sigh.

The Chinese man, staring at the amethyst-eyed man, raised his eyebrow. 'I see, it tickled his sadistic bone.' He has always knew Ivan had a semi-sadistic personality, yet Yao enjoyed his company. 'Probably, I'm the one who is twisted since normal people would run away from Ivan at this moment.'

The Russian interrupted his thoughts by saying, "Yao, I wasn't joking. I did miss you."

Yao smiled, "I missed you too. It was difficult to contact you since you were in a remote area and postal service was always on strike. So, it's great seeing you again."

Ivan's face brightened when he heard that. "Really? Let's go out on a date then."

Yao sighed and shook his head, "Ivan, we can be friends but we can't have a relationship. Didn't I tell you..."

Ivan added with his eyes rolling, "Yes, yes. You mentioned this type of relationship among men is frowned upon in your family."

Yao nodded. 'However, there is another reason why I refuse to be in a relationship with you.' Since Yao was close to the hospital, he bid Ivan goodbye but made sure to invite him to a party that was going to take place soon.

Before stepping inside (since cellphones are supposed to be switched off in hospitals), Yao made sure to phone someone-else also to the party.


Arthur, a young sandy-haired male with emerald green eyes, was sitting in the music studio unable to come up with a jingle for the Ad project which was given to him a couple of weeks ago. No matter how much he tried, he couldn't concentrate- his mind kept going towards a certain blond, obtuse, loud-mouthed, and brash (but lovable) American.

Thinking maybe he should rest for awhile before putting down some tunes, his cellphone started ringing. Arthur growled, irked by the interruption. "This is Kirkland speaking." The person on the other line answered, "Aiyaa, Mr. Successful Music Producer seems to be in a bad mood."

Arthur stated, "You don't know half of that story." Yao replied, "Well, I would love to listen, unfortunately I've to get to work. I'm calling to inquire whether you'll be available for grandmother's birthday bash that will take place soon."

Arthur was surprised Yao was planning the party now since he knew the grandmother's birthday was a month away. But he also knew she was loved by the family as she was a rather wonderful person, so he shouldn't be surprised that preparations for it had started now. The Brit wasn't sure how to answer "Ah... well, I..."

He could hear Yao's disapproving sigh, "You can't back off now. Grandmother Fang enjoys your company, so you better be there or you'll have hell to pay, aru."

Arthur slumped his shoulders in defeat, "Fine, I'll come."

"Good, and make sure you to bring your brother as well. I know Xiang will try to weasel his way out. Mark my words, if neither of you show up, I know where you two live," Yao stated.

Arthur, unable to go up against Yao's authoritative nature, said, "We'll be there. Bye."

"Mon petit lapin seems to be troubled." Arthur turned to see someone he knew too well. Francis Bonnefoy, a beautiful blond with shoulder length wavy hair and sapphire-blue eyes, had just entered the studio while Arthur was on the phone. The Brit knew why he was here: the project which he was supposed to complete came from company which Francis worked in. The Parisian was a young Ad Executive who would be made partner very soon due to his innovative ideas. Arthur had often collaborated with him, churning out fresh advertisements that people saw on the telly.

The Brit also knew he and Francis share a very odd relationship –

Being childhood friends with Francis wasn't easy. When they were younger, Francis would always bully him but since he was smaller than the Parisian, Arthur was at a disadvantage. However, when they reached their teens, Arthur grew in height to reach Francis's already tall frame and was able to challenge the sapphire-eyed boy on equal grounds. So, they squabbled and fought- almost injuring each other to the point that they both needed to go to the hospital- but they still remained friends through all those times.

Arthur wriggled his nose in annoyance, "Francis, for the last time, stop calling me that."

Francis came closer with teasing smile, trying to pinch Arthur's nose. "But when you wriggled your nose like that, you look like un lapin mignon."

Arthur swatted his hand away. "Stop being such a tosser... Don't try to do anything that will upset me even more," he said in an irritated tone.

Now Francis showed a look of concern on his face, "Cheri, what's wrong?"

Not wanting Francis to know the real reason, Arthur rubbed his temples, "I've to attend a party."

Francis questioned, "And the problem is?"

Arthur answered, "The problem is the party is for my step-grandmother who is now my ex-grandmother. Xiang is the one who is really related to her, not me". Francis inquired "You aren't in good terms with her?"

Arthur shook this head, "No, it's just that our parents split up, so it would probably would be odd for me to be there since I'm not really related to anyone expect Xiang who is my half-brother"

Francis then asked, "There is another reason, oui?"

It always surprised Arthur how perceptive Francis was. Even though it looked like the Parisian cared for no-one but himself, there were times when he was strangely receptive to what really bothered Arthur.

The Brit lied, replying, "I feel like the panda in the room whenever I go there." Francis was confused by that reply, so Arthur explained. "You know, something that is new and intriguing for the others to gawk at- that's how I always felt whenever I attended the Wong family functions. Being one of the few Europeans among a sea of Asians, I stand out without even trying."

Francis thought about it for awhile and stated, "Hmm, I'll tell you what. Since I'm feeling so generous, I'll attend the party with you- we both can stand out together."

Arthur snorted, "You and generous? You're the most self-involved, pompous, poncy bugger I've ever known. Plus you weren't there for me when I broke up with Alfred, so why do you want to be there for me now?"

Faking dismay at how Arthur described him, Francis replied, "Cheri, at that time when you were fighting with Alfred, there was a special function only available for that week at the gay bar- it couldn't be missed. Besides, you've broken up with Alfred so many times, I can't count it in my fingers anymore." He then showed a comforting smile. "Though now I can see this time the break-up has affected you since you still haven't completed my project yet, which isn't like you at all- I want to help you get over your slump because that's what childhood friends do."

Surprised by the Parisian's gesture and not wanting to be alone in the party, Arthur later told Francis the details.

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A/N: A guide -

Kiku - Japan: Since Kiku is associated with video games, he's a video-game-programmer here

Yao - China: Yao is someone who is family oriented- I thought of making him a Pediatrician but chose Gynecology instead

Ivan - Russia: Ivan as dentist? Recently I had my teeth filled & I felt my dentist was a bit sadistic because I was in pain and he didn't seem to notice (maybe because I wasn't screaming but I was surprised he didn't notice the tears falling from my eyes). After my ordeal was over, I had this idea that Ivan would be the perfect candidate for being a Dentist since now I've come to the conclusion that all dentists are sadists :)

Arthur - England: Arthur is always associated with Music, so him being a Music-producer felt right

Francis - France: Instead of making Francis a Fashion Designer (since he's one of the most fashionable people), I wanted him & Arthur to interact with each other on a work-basis, so him being a Ad Executive seemed appropriate.

Xiang - Hong Kong: Since the author mentioned about England putting a curse on HongKong to have thick eyebrows, I decided Xiang will be related to Arthur (half-brother) & is also the cousin of Yao's.

Grandmother Fang is an OC

^_^ Once again, the format style is different, here's alittle heads-up:

-Sentence appears with double quotations ("Honey"), the characters are in a conversation.

-Conversation appears in Italics & Bold at the same time with double quotations ("smile"), means they're whispering.

-Sentence appears in Italics with single quotations ('That's amazing'), these are the thoughts of that particular character.

-Conversation is appearing in Italics with double quotations ("Privyet") that indicates the person on the other line of the phone-conversation is talking.

-Finally if the paragraph appears in Italics without any quotations present, it's describing something that happened in the past

Disclaimer: I don't own Axis-Powers-Hetalia or any related characters