He could hardly believe his luck! Grinning while drumming his pencil lightly against his notepad, Yong Soo quietly gloated over how his 'older brother' was struggling over his notepad. Yao stared as his pencil hovered lightly over the sleeves of a young lady he was attempting to draw. 'Damn, I really suck at drawing cartoon animations' he thought miserably, as he unconsciously began to chew his bottom lip. While unsuccessfully trying to ignore that it was South Korea by his side that was grinning ear to ear. He could literally feel something crawl up his back with his disappointment.
"Aiya! Stop touching me! I almost made another mistake!" he cried hotly, slapping away Yong Soo's retreating hands. "Well, you've gotten her hands right!" Yong Soo grinned leaning forwards and tapping the finger tips, "but you've got to fix the creases of the dress." China paused momentarily before sighing ruefully, "Yea, the ends of her sundress look off aru…" "Well that's why you've come to me! I've got the expertise!" He exclaimed happily, "and only I've got the time 'n patience to teach you!" Yao groaned before flopping over the low table and grumbled unhappily away. His head was pounding now.
All day his head had been feeling fuzzy for quite some time, and he found himself speechless when his cup simply slipped from his finger tips and yet he found himself just barely noticing it. He must be getting old.
"Y-you alright? You don't have to stress over it!" "No! I'm fine. Just feeling a little off." "Well how bout some alcohol to loosen us up!" "Aiya! Nooo!"
And that was how Yao ended up in Yong Soo's bed passed out.
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"You'd better not have done anything to Gege…"
"Relax. He's fine. We just had a couple of drinks and he just passed out."
"…I'm coming over."
"NO! Don't! We hardly spend time with just the two of us!" Whined Yong Soo the next morning. He could barely spend any time with the Chinese nation without the rest of his so called siblings around! Rolling his eyes – he fought the urge to just hand up. "Just answer me… did you sleep with Gege?" Oh, if only I had…"No. It was a missed opportunity." He sighed heavily with regret. "Excuse me?" came the short reply from his cellphone. "Argh, I wanted us to share the same bed but Aniki managed to kick me out – mind you! It was my bedroom daze!" huffed Yong Soo.
"Oh thank heavens…"
"So you don't have to bother! I'm gonna wake him up now."
"Yong soo, I'm telling you if anything happens to him and I mean anything, you're gonna get your ass handed to you via five animal styles."
"Kung fu originated from Korea!" And with that Yong soo hung up the phone.
He began to stealthily make his way to his bedroom. All night he'd been looking for the spare key to his room. ALL night! And it was only in the morning did he find it. He grinned as he finally stood before his bedroom door. With a triumphant and albeit perverted grin he opened the door with a flourish. Very few nations could deny the early slice of sex appeal that posed confidently before the bedroom. Eyes closed, he chuckled to himself softly.
Ah…he could imagine his hair finally out of a pony tail. All tousled and loving splayed across his white pillows. With more than just a few buttons undone, his milky white soft skin would be exposed to his eyes only. He grinned finally opening his eyes to savour the sight of the sleeping beauty, only to falter as he stared at would looked almost like an empty bed, except for the blankets and a little bump in the middle of the bed. Eh? Korea walked in looking around. His bathroom he noted was empty. The very room was empty. Yong Soo stared. If Aniki had woken up before him, he would've surely made breakfast for the two of them. "Aniki? Where are you?" He frowned, looking around as he approached the bed. In confusion, he examined the bed and noticed the blanket and the little bump in the middle. 'Did he bring in a Shinnaty doll and forget it, leaving it underneath the sheets?' Sitting on the edge of his bed, he was about to take his cell from his back pocket when he caught a slight movement from the corner of his eye.
"WHA! What's that?" He gaped at the tiny bump that quivered underneath the blanket. He took hold of a corner of the blanket and pulled the sheets up. His jaw dropped and his single strand of hair ever so spontaneously shot up to the sky.
"ANIKI?!"
There in the middle of the sheets was a tiny infant of a nation who rubbed its eyes with equally tiny sleeves that were still characteristically long as they would be if China was still an adult. Large round eyes stared at the much larger nation who was pointing what almost seemed like an accusing finger at the tiny nation. "Y-y-you're a -!?" He gaped as a couple words such as chibi and adorable barely registered over his shock. Ooh, how he could simply devour and sample the impeccably cute tiny small nation over and over, to ravage him (with more than just explicitly mature underlying intentions) with kisses all over! A strange perverted leer took over Korea's entire expression as an uncharacteristic low laugh resounded from the East Asian country. The poor tiny thing trembled.
"ANIKIIIII!" He shouted diving forwards. The infant suddenly burst into tears.
"AH?! No! No no!" Yong Soo cried," Don't cry! I know exactly what to do!" The infant continued to cry and sob as Yong Soo scooped him up.
Now how do I keep this a secret?
He gently bounced him up and down, eying the infant. Somehow the infant was very generously dressed in silk and the minute details were impeccable. He quietly crowed; well of course he would be! He was in Korea! Silk originated from Korea! Look! Even his hair, what little there was, was painstakingly and gingerly pulled into a tiny little knot no bigger than a mini dumpling.
"Ah…now how do I keep this away from Japan and the others." He grinned as he snuggled the still sobbing infant into his chest, muffling his cries. He did not feel like sharing the nation and getting into any more petty arguments. "Ah!" He froze as he realized that he had invited Japan over this morning. Just as this barely registered - the doorbell rang. "Damn…." He said as stood by the bed. Muffled cries and indecisiveness hung heavily in the room as his shirt was slowly moistened by tears.
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"What's taking him so long?" Japan sighed as he stood carrying bags. He was about to make a call when he heard a commotion rumbling down the hallways. He raised an eyebrow as the door was slammed right open, nearly skimming the ends of his nose. Ah…the similarities between Korea and China were many.
"Yah, sorry to say but plans changed!" He announced. There was a silence after this proclamation. Silently Yong Soo pats himself on the back. "Excuse me?" Japan stared at him in disbelief. You can't be serious. You couldn't have told me yesterday? "I'm saying…we could do this another day!" said Yong Soo with a grin, trying to look remorseful, "I kind of forgot that I overbooked today's appointments…" Japan stared. "This makes no sense. You were the one who practically begged me to come over so we could set up a concert between some of our most renowned home grown idols and publicize them on a wider market." Japan stated very slowly and meticulously going over every past incident of him shouting ideas over the phone and pulling out stage plans and lists of renowned singers and actresses from Korea.
Korea grinned leaning against the door frame; "Look I'm really sorry Kiku but things have come up…" Japan stared – very slowly losing his patience. Korea laughed as his eyes darted towards his stairs. "I mean, I know it must've been difficult to get here…" "It took me hours and I even went through the trouble of bringing in snacks and -" "Ah! Really? Did you bring Pockey?!" Korea bounced forward completely forgetting - ! "I brought drinks and also wanted to introduce a new -" Japan stopped as he watch Korea visibly freeze. "R-right! Well sorry Japan but I'm really busy and -" "I also thought China would like to see a new hello kitty doll for our new spring theme." "Aniki's not here!" Japan stared as he watched Yong Soo eyes frantically dart towards the stairs.
It was then he noticed how Korea was practically blocking the doorway when he finally had to push with, "What are you talking about? You invited us both over." His patience was wearing thin and he felt a sense of urgency to get this charade over and done with. "Yea, but its cause he couldn't make it and I'm still filming that drama I have this morning!" This was then that Japan stared pointedly at Yong Soo. Kiku's concern grew as his thoughts turned towards Yao. "Well shouldn't you leave then?" "I-uh-I still haven't eaten breakfast." "Well I could just call a taxi and we could both leave. I still have the snacks and a little bit of bento with me, you can have that." Korea was looking more frantic as he continuously looked towards the staircase. "I-I still…" When they both suddenly heard something.
Silence followed as both nations froze. "…What was that?" Yong Soo turned white as he practically blocked the door as Kiku moved forwards. "I-it's nothing!" cried Yong Soo now losing all composure. "It sounded like crying." Yong Soo looked alarmed as he turned and regretfully ran up the stairs - swiftly being followed by Japan. "
If you've done anything to him…" Japan very rarely lost composure but now he looked almost alarmed. Staring at the back of the Korean nation he thinks if only I could push Yong Soo out of the way.
"I-I didn't do anything!" He cried as they both rounded the top of the stairs, with Kiku at Yong Soo's heels.
They both turned into Yong Soo bedroom and stared.
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A tiny infant was seated on top of the sheets and looking towards the open window. A single blue bird looked with interest towards the infant.
Japan simply stared in shock. Shocked would be an understatement. "China?" He looked at the infant which was curiously looking back at them with large golden orbs. "What did you do?!" Japan turned to face Korea, demanding an answer from the Korean nation who flinches. "I didn't do nothing! We were working on a project yesterday and we both drank! Later we just passed out and when I went looking for Aniki, this was found under the sheets!"
Japan quietly approached the infant who immediately hid behind tiny sleeves, just barely looking back at them. He nearly keeled over how cute the infant is and hastily wiped what he almost suspects to be drool from his chin. Kiku found himself smiling and cooing softly, "There there…you remember me? I'm Kiku." The infant still looked frightened, looking at them over his tiny sleeves. Tears dotted the rim of his eyes. So cute! thought Kiku who froze over his shock at staring at such an adorable thing.
Yong Soo sighed. "I didn't want to share him with you guys. I mean I can take care of him!" "That's really irresponsible of you." Said Kiku, frowning at Yong Soo. How could he not tell anyone while Yao was in such a vulnerable state? "What do you mean irresponsible?! I can take care of him all by myself." huffed Yong Soo crossing him arms. He didn't feel like putting up with either Taiwan and Hong Kong. Macau was a lot more laid back compared to the others so he wasn't as concerned with him. Japan was quiet as he smiled down at the infant who continued to look up at them.
"Have to admit he's really cute daze!"
Kiku nodded. He lightly sifted through the silken strands of Yao's hair. They were still the same silky texture and smelt of blooming peonies. "Y-yea…give him back!" As careful as they could wrestle with one another, Yong soo finally had the infant back in his arms. Although Korea did not notice, Kiku looked faintly perturbed but quickly brushed it away. Feeling somewhat dejected he chooses to continue their conversation when suddenly his cell phone rang. "Hello, this is Japan speak-"
"OI! This is an emergency! We're calling for an emergency conference. NOW!" "Excuse me but who is this?" Kiku stared at his caller ID and was shocked to realize that it was – "Seriously?! My voice changed that much?!" Somewhere in the background a voice that sounded suspiciously French retort, "Ah! You've gotten even younger Alfred! You should stop wearing your glasses if your eyes are readjusting." "Damn it!"
For anyone who's new to this fanfic and me as an author, I beg of you to put up with me and my mood swings. And even worse the pace of my updates (which is never). If you read any of my stuff, you'd realize also that it may feel like another person that writing or updating but I can assure you that it's me. Who else takes so long to update and is so painfully…me…
Um…I've may have made some of you guys wait…..for a couple of years….yea….YEARS…So I'm warning all of you guys, it takes me so long to update that yes, many of you that were in highschool are already in college or university. Run away now while you guys still have a chance and value your youth!I promise you I suck at writing so you had better leave. I really honestly try my best but my best amounts to nothing…so I'm warning you, when you see me or any of my works, expect crap. Flame me and hate me all you like but I regretfully can't do any better than I can. And I will continue to write horribly. SO see me, you expect crap and you will receive nothing but crap! Crap for all!
Alright that takes care of the majority.
Now for the rest…I'm really really sorry….I love you guys who actually enjoyed some of my work and even took the time to favourite and leave a review. It's been years! And I love you guys just as much as then. It means a lot. And I apologize if my worthless stuff could've meant anything to you. I just get happy at the idea of anyone who reads my stuff will enjoy it! If I made you happy and you alone knows it, I don't mind. I'm just happy that I had the ability to do it. But I rather have you guys hate me then be disappointed in what I write. But lately things have changed. I want to write for my own happiness and joy. I'm the type of person who gets stressed out a lot. And every time I try to update…some natural disaster happens (the tsunami of 2011) or something unfortunate happens. So I feel like I bring bad luck. I struggle. I'm very judgemental and I hardly have the strength to carry on. I'm very incapable of doing anything right and I feel disgusted with myself. I don't have the capabilities to do anything well and to be honest, I've also had problems with the Hetalia and its fandom, and this being Hetalia, I also have my own personal problems with how history's interpreted. There are many times that I've turned away from Hetalia, but I have some things to do before I leave. Things to finish.
Since I update so slowly…I'm stuck in this fandom for life….lucky me sigh. Well I hope you guys enjoyed this chappie
