This idea just randomly popped out of my mind when I was trying to think of a new chapter for Hetalia High Romance.
Canapan pairing.
Italy, Germany, Prussia, America, France, Russia, Canada and China were all panting, trying to catch their breaths, as they were all in a safe distance away from the mansion. Though from where they were, they could still see Steve banging on the protective barrier separating him from his preys.
"We... did it..." America said, wiping some sweat from his forehead. Still shaken from the events that occurred, he tried to breathe deeply and exhale loudly to calm himself down.
"We did... We're safe..." Prussia muttered.
"Ve!" Italy suddenly panicked, realizing something that everyone failed to notice.
"Italy, is everything okay?!" Germany said as he fused on the smaller nation. "Are you hurt?!"
"No! But... but! Germany!" Italy continued to panic. "England and Japan are still in the mansion!"
At the mention of the other two nation, every nation that was present eyes widen.
"Kiku... Kiku's still in danger, aru!" China said as he tried to stand up, though failing miserably due to his badly sprained ankle.
Not wanting to injure himself (China) further, Russia pushed China back on the tree. "You'll hurt yourself more, da. You won't be able to help Japan if you're injured more than you already are."
"You don't understand! My brother is still in there, aru! What if he's injured and can't defend himself from that... that... thing." China's voice broke as tears flowed down his bruised cheeks. The thought of Japan being alone in the dangerous mansion scared him. Usually, China could handle situations like these. But the trauma that Steve left was too much for the nations.
"I'm sure Iggy's with him." America said as he put a comforting hand on China's shoulder. "Japan's strong."
What made everyone jump was England's extremely furious scream which were also filled with hatred and anguish of "GO AND DIE YOU BLOODY BASTARD!"
Before a blinding green flash flooded their vision.
-With England-
'Bloody hell. How did I manage to get separated from the group?! Some bloody idiot you are, Kirkland.' England thought as he berated himself. Hearing something loud echoing from the second floor, England bolted to the room nearest from the front door. Opening the front door would cause a loud ruckus and might attract Steve and attack him.
As he entered the room, he couldn't help but think of a hospital because of how white the room was. The shelves, the walls, the floor, the ceiling, even the piano in the middle.
England continued to walk around the white room as quietly as he could, not wanting to fight that alien any time soon. As he continued to walk around, his deep thoughts on how to escape this mansion was interrupted by a strong, horrid smell that came from the other side of the piano.
Years of being in a battlefield, England instantly knew what kind of smell that was.
Blood.
Walking towards the source of the sickening smell, he couldn't help but think how disturbing the color red managed to paint the floor and one side of the piano. He also noticed something he failed to see when he entered the room:
A man wearing a once white uniform was painted with sickly red color, his formerly silky black hair was now clumped due to the dried blood...
...The said man was
"Japan..." England said in a shocked voice before he hurried beside his friend. He lifted Japan's chin to inspect the injuries the smaller nation had on his head however...
...England noticed how ice-cold Japan's skin was.
Getting out of his shocked stupor for the second time, he checked for a pulse. Japan's wrist was pretty cold, as if the smaller nation spent years on Russia without a scarf or anything to keep himself warm. None.
There wasn't any pulse to be found.
"Japan," England muttered as he tried any possible ways to revive Japan out of desperation. No... this wasn't how he was going to lose a dear friend of his...
...this wasn't how he was going to lose someone he loved.
"Japan please..." England pleaded as tears gently flowed down from his eyes, dripping down to Japan's cold face.
The angelic face that England loved was covered in blood and the chocolate brown eyes that he always drowned in was forever closed... to never open again.
"I'll get you out of here." England as he carefully carried Japan's corpse bridal style. He was going to get Japan's body outside of this mansion no matter what.
Filled with hatred, especially when Steve appeared outside the mansion, he casted one of the most powerful spell that came into his mind.
"GO AND DIE YOU BLOODY BASTARD!" England screamed before a blinding green flashed throughout the whole place.
The next thing everyone saw was England crouching on the ground, as if he was protecting something. Behind him was the mansion... or what it used to be.
It was now reduced to ashes... reduced to nothing. As if it was never there in the first place. Just a pile of black ashes gently flying together with the wind that was passing by.
America, Germany, France and Prussia gently approached England. And the first thing they noticed was England's body was racking.
Fearing that the spell might've done something bad at the green-eyed nation, America and France ran as fast as they can to the other nation.
What they didn't expect was to see England's crying face.
"Iggy! What's wrong?!" America said as soon as reached England, France right beside him as the Frenchman placed a gentle hand on the crying nation's shoulder, careful enough if England was injured.
America and France's blood ran cold when England removed his emerald cape from something... or more like someone.
"England... What-" America couldn't form a proper sentence as he placed a shaking hand on Japan's wrist.
"What's happening there? Is England alri-"Whatever Germany was going to ask, it was halted as he and Prussia reached the three blonde nations.
"No... Japan... This is a joke right?" America said, still in denial that his bestfriend was forever gone.
Japan laid on England's arms, too still and too peaceful for everyone's liking.
Still not accepting the fact one of them are dead, France knew he had to be strong for his brothers... especially Canada. Touching Japan's face for the temperature and opening one eye to take a look, years of being in a battlefield, France knew how to check how long someone has been dead.
"He's been dead for three hours already." France said before closing Japan's clouded chocolate brown eyes.
He didn't think Japan's already dull eyes could get any duller. And seeing this, made his heart clench.
"HEY! WHAT'S HAPPENING THERE?" Italy shouted, gaining the attention of the group huddled in front of the what-used-to-be-a-mansion.
"H-how are we going to tell China...?" America asked, knowing how distraught the older nation was right now.
"We don't have any choice." Germany said as he picked up Japan's corpse. "They're bound to know anytime soon."
The look of shock and anguish on China, Italy, Russia and Canada's eyes pained them as Germany carried Japan's body towards the group.
"W-what's wrong with Kiku, aru?" China asked as he tried to reach for his brother, Germany only stood in front of him, avoiding his eyes like the rest of them did. "How badly is he hurt, aru?"
"Ch-China..." America said as he looked at China with pain-filled eyes.
China, who saw how everyone looked at him and saw the pain in America's eyes, realized what they were trying to tell him.
He didn't need any explanation.
Hot, fat tears ran down his cheeks as Germany gently placed Japan on his lap.
Warm... they were supposed to be warm. Not ice-cold.
Soft and silky... his hair wasn't supposed to be clammy.
"Japan... Kiku... I-I'm sorry..." China muttered as he hugged Japan tightly. "I failed you, aru..! I'm so sorry!"
Russia, not liking his boyfriend's distress, gently took Japan from China's tight hug and let Canada take him before hugging China. Letting the feminine-looking nation cry on his arms.
As China cried on Russia's arms, Canada looked at Japan's face sadly before his vision went blurry as his unshed tears pooled on his eyes.
"Kiku..." Canada whispered as he caressed Japan's cheek. "I'm sorry... I wasn't there for you..."
Kissing Japan's lips, Canada wasn't comforted at all. The feeling was familiar, the way how their lips fit perfectly. But Kiku didn't taste like blood. He taste like sushi and green tea. His lips weren't supposed to be ice cold. They were supposed to be warm, a little bit warm due to the tea.
Sometimes, he even tasted like maple syrup.
"Let's get out of here," England said before casting another spell.
China groaned. His backed ached and his sprained ankle felt like hell. As he came back to his senses, he heard some voices.
"He's awake!" Switzerland?
"We know that," Spain?
"You don't have to be very cranky Tomato Bastard!" Romano?
"Don't crowd Aniki, da ze!" Korea...
Just the thought of Korea made his eyes widen before fresh tears flowed down his cheeks once again.
"China-nii? Is there something wrong?" Hong Kong asked, startled at the fact that China was crying.
"H-Hong... Ko-Korea..." China said, his voice very frail.
Sensing their older brother's anguish, they hugged China in an attempt to calm him down.
"What's wrong, Aniki?" Korea asked.
"Japan... He's gone.. D-dead." China said something that surprised everyone in the room.