"...Asia?"
The young nation grabbed his caretaker by her kimono. Asia, as the young country had called her, turned around. She was a beautiful shade of white, and her black hair was long and flowing in the cold blizzard. much like the younger one's hair. She smiled, trying to comfort the nation.
"China...go back inside..." She purred. the younger nation, China, was, as usual, stubborn. He wanted to know where his "Mother" was going. He was wrapped in the scarf that his friend next door, Russia, had knitted for him.
"...Are you leaving, Asia, aru?" he guessed. Asia sadly nodded. China smiled, hugging her.
"Well, let me co-"
"No, Chigoku. I'm...going without you...sorry..."
The youth had stared at her for a few minutes, then smiled. "You'll come back, right, aru?"
The female asian stopped in her tracks in the cold blizzard. She wasn't planning to come back, but China was filled with so much hope and happiness. She couldn't let all of that fade away today because of a simple negetive word. But...somewhere inside her mind, she hoped to come back. she wanted to see this young nation waiting and smiling for her as he did any other time she went out.
"Yes. and we will have Lo mein and Geng when I get back..." she smiled. China knew this meant she was going on a journey. He sighed and smiled. he held his hands tightly with one another. And at last, he looked up.
"...I'll wait until you come back, aru. Right here. okay?"
"NO! Chigoku, at least get back inside...You'll catch an illness!" the older and more ancient nation sighed. This was the last time she was seeing her "Child's" face. She hated to scold him at a time like this.
"...Asia, Wo ai Ni!" China laughed. Asia hesitantly smiled. She was glad her last memory of him for a very long time was not a Tear-induced goodbye. at least not for China.
"I...Love you too, Chigoku..." And with that, She left. Not a trace after she ran. China kept staring until the blizzard had swallowed her. the whole time, he had been holding back tears, like a strong country. But only for so long. He kept waiting in the snowstorm, tears frozen, and smile faded.
"Wo ai ni..."
