THIS IS A SEQUEL OF HITOMI SHIROU'S ONE SHOT STORY TITLED 'AFFAIR'.

The plot basically laid out already, so I am doing this under her permission XD Ask her XD

This is like how I would like to continue the story based on her story. however, It would be unclear if i jumped, so I started by this epilogue. I would love to write more on the relationship between Russia X China in after chapter. for details, look at Hitomi Shirou's AFFAIR.

Enough said. And Enjoy. I dont demand reviews BUT i would be very HAPPY if you enjoy this XD. Please visit Hitomi Shirou's story too!!!

China was utterly at lost.

In his hand, he had counted so many times, again and again—just to make sure nothing was left/ maybe he counted wrongly, there was only 3 dollars left.

3 dollars... aru.

What could that kind of money do to feed a family consists of 6 person? Fortunately he still had some left over from yesterday's dinner. But it was still two days away from his payment date and he was the only bread winner in the family. Moreover his siblings were all still in growing phase, and it hurt China's heart when he saw how little their bodies were, coping with oh-so-much food China could provide on the table for each day.

He was trembling at his own hopelessness. Maybe he should start to take another job… but his job as a chef has drained him from little energy he had. And he still needed to take care of his small siblings… he wouldn't have time to take another job. Moreover, there is only night job left for him as he worked full time.

He knew he would be useless as a construction worker, with his small built and strength. He wouldn't get any decent job better than he had now because he didn't have high school diploma. He didn't even get the chance to study in high school.

He was totally undependable.

China sighed deeply, trying hard to fight the tears. He was disappointed of himself. He was angry at himself. He hated himself for being weak, undependable big brother. He had 5 wonderful siblings that waited him at home, all good children and now he needed to tell them that they should fast for another two days?

Maybe they sold the almost-expired bento, aru.

China walked into the cheapest convenient store in the neighbourhood (it was half an hour walk) and looked around for discounted goods. If they have it, then maybe he could at least buy two boxes—and his siblings could share them. China knew he could fast for two days; it's easy to gurgle down hunger with water and stole a bit of the rice in his workplace.

But he was disappointed again. The boxes were there, but it was marked 3.50 each.

Oh.

"Can I help you?" A man asked him from behind. China looked back and saw the employee smiled at him.

"…I… I only have three dollars; can I have one box aru?"

The employee changed his expression from being friendly to disgust. Maybe it was his question, or maybe it was his heavily scented English. The man must knew straight away that China wasn't worthy as a customer.

"Sorry. It is as cheap as it could get. Other stores have higher prices, you know."

"..Oh." China answered weakly and smiled. "Thank you… aru."

He walked out from the store, completely lost.

What should he do? Should he just walk home and announce that they have nothings for two days? He couldn't ask for his payment before hand. They still have the rent and bills to pay. Fortunately it was summer, so they didn't need any heater as yet. Moreover Japan and Korea (the twins) have asked him for lunch money for the week. They have entered public high school, so he needed not to pay their school fee and they could borrow the textbook from library; but stationery and lunch fee were still burdening China so much. And there the three girls—they needed new uniforms and they couldn't use the hand me downs from their brothers.

Oh my God… if you are there, just listen to me aru. Help me.

Maybe God didn't exist. Or maybe God didn't exist only for China. He sighed, and dropped his guard down. The next moment, he was tackled by someone from his back, and the whole coins in his hands were scattered to the road---everything rolled everywhere and entered the sewage.

Oh. There goes his last 3 dollars.

Desperation overwhelmed China. He was not ready to react to anything when the person who tackled him suddenly talked.

"Sorry… hiks. I didn't see you… hiks… around."

China looked back to see a handsome blonde Caucasian man with a bottle of whiskey in his hand. He looked disoriented. His green orbs were hazy from alcohol effect and … was that tears? China felt some kind of pity over the stranger. Surely the man have some decent reason to get drunk that bad, right?

"It's fine, aru." China smiled softly.

"But… your money… hiks!"

"It's only 3 dollars, anyway, aru." China smiled convincingly, despite that those 3 dollars were his last money.

"I insist to return them, hiks." The man continued, ignoring China's words. "If you could wait, I can…. Give you… hiks!"

"Are you OK aru?" China held the bigger man close to him. The drunken man smelled strongly of alcohol. But for China, it was just a usual thing. His mother was a chronic alcoholic and he grew up in the lower end of the city, so piss and alcohol and vomit smell were like natural odour for him.

"I am… Ok…. NO! Actually I am not OK!!!" The man suddenly shouted and punched the air. China wanted to run, but he held strong and pulled the drunken man to the roadside.

"Tell me, aru." China smiled. "It will be better if you can tell someone about your problem, aru."

The man looked at China closely and sighed.

"I am … hiks! England, Arthur Kirkland, by the way. I don't know you, yet you showed me so much kindness… hiks! It is true, I think, that Asian are generally more loyal than my own. STUPID FRANCISSS!!!!!!"

"… Is he your lover, aru?"

"He is the father of my son!!!" England answered in rage. "And he still have the courage to flirt with another woman in front of me!?"

"…Oh." China nodded softly and patted the stranger's hair. It was soft, yet rumpled from days being unwashed. So pitiful. The man was truly handsome if only he took care more of his appearance.

"I have left him… hiks! For two days now… so he would know how hurt… hiks! That bastard…"

"…That's" sad. China added inside his head. Were there love between this stranger and his husband? Then they shouldn't have done anything to hurt each other. They loved each other, right? Unlike his parents. "Do you love your husband, aru?"

"…" England blushed deeply and nodded. China smiled.

"Then you should go home aru. Tell him that."

"NO." England shook his head. "I want him to crawl to me and not the other way around!!!"

China laughed weakly. Then his stomach rumbled. England, despite his drunken state, realized where the sounds came from and looked at China.

"Have you eaten dinner yet?"

"No, aru." China blushed, out of embarrassment. "I… I haven't."

"Was that your dinner money you drop just now?" England asked clearly—for a drunken man, at least. "Well… I should really make it up for you."

"No, it's fine, really, aru!" China shook his head, but England insisted again. China was nothing against the drunken man.

"So, I will pay you and you can shelter me for a night. How is it?" England proposed to the Asian man who helped him. "This way you don't think of it as charity… hiks."

England drank his whiskey again. China looked at his empty hand and the thought of food made him weak.

"…. Yes. Yes, I accept your proposal, aru…"

He stared longingly at the man who just went off his door.

The man was handsome and gentle. Neither of them knew that they would end up in bed. China grabbed the 100 dollars in his hand guiltily. But he was… desperate for any sorts of human contact. And England said he was beautiful… something he never expected people to say to him. England smiled to him.

Why would such a good man be attracted to a lowly like him? China smiled, laughing at himself. Hoping and hoping… he knew he was rather helpless with his romantic ideals. A lifetime of hard work and abuse had told him he was unworthy of any of it. Not love, not hope. And those were the reasons why he took Japan, Korea Twins, Vietnam and Thailand in. they were just like him, some orphans scattered around the hell hole. He took pity on them—no, more like he took pity on them because he saw himself in them—and tried to make up what his parents never did to him.

He secretly hoped the stranger—England—would turn back and said China was better than that Francis husband of his. Ah, how good would it be?

"Nii san? We are going to school now." Japan smiled at his big brother, representing his brothers and sisters. China stopped wondering and smiled back. "See you, nii san."

"Yes. Have a safe trip aru." China smiled, sending his siblings off. They were such a nice bunch of kids. They listened to him and they didn't object to the lack of nutrient/food/enjoyment/entertainment in the house.

"Ah, work aru… I need to work." China closed the door.

He cried a bit in the shower.

The week after, suddenly the manager of the restaurant where China worked resigned. A younger man—whom said as the restaurant owner's son—replaced him and since day one, it was clear that the new manager liked China. China used the chance to get a higher payment and left over food. He didn't accept the man proposal, though, but the rejection made the new manager more infatuated in him. It was nice, and the first time in his life, that somebody said they liked him. So China careful agreed to date him but careful not to end up in bed.

A month later, China found himself vomiting on the toilet basin. His siblings were frantic and scared; they cried while Japan and North Korea massaging China's neck. He dismissed it as a mild food poisoning and he felt better by the time he needed to work. Unfortunately, the manager asked him out for a date. And he gave out a vibe that he would like to get into first base with China that night. China actually wanted to rest and sleep early, but the man was persisting to take him out for a nice dinner and a night out. In the end China reluctantly went with him.

The dinner was delicious and China wanted to share it with his siblings. However, he was bombarded by kisses once they entered the love hotel. China passively received the advances, and in no time, the man had stripped him bare.

"You are so perfect, Yao… You are so lithe, pretty and meek…You are my love, my doll… I love you, would you like to live with me after tonight?" he spoke between his kisses, and his hands were already cupping China's ass, ready to insert in.

"I love you too aru… I want to move in, aru…" China smiled, almost happily. The man said he loved him! This him, the unworthy him! "But I have many siblings to take care to aru. Can they move as well?"

"… siblings?" The man spoke in indifferent tone, and colder than usual. "How many siblings do you have, Yao?"

"I have six, aru…"

The man stopped kissing and touching China. He looked down at China.

"You… You never tell me this, Yao."

"You never ask aru." China answered, still smiling. "I know it sounded a lot, but they are nice children, aru! You would love them too." He smiled and wrapped his arms around the manager's neck. Yet the man caught China's arms and put those back onto the bed.

"…Yao…"

China stared at the man. He knew it was shocking, especially to have a lover with so many siblings to feed, but it's ok, right? Because the man said he loves him.

But then he was overwhelmed with the sudden urge to vomit. And he vomited on the bed sheet beside them. The man was shocked and he looked disbelievingly at China.

"And you are … PREGNANT?"

"N..No aru!" China shook his head quickly. "I am not aru!"

"You are tainted! You are not as pure as I thought! You deceived me! You said that you are not loose… what the fuck? You declined my advances, saying that you want a pure relationship and now… you are pregnant? What kind of lie is that? You deceived me! You played with me! Oh my God! I should have known you! A man like you was as good as a whore!!! Don't tell me those 'siblings' of yours are actually your bastard children? Ha!"

The man was so pissed and he punched China on his face.

"You… I don't want to see you again. You are fired."

And by that, China was left alone on the hotel bedroom.

There goes his first chance of getting a happy life. Maybe his last too. China sobbed into the sheets; and he sobbed again into his old jacket when he was walking home. What pregnant? He didn't… he didn't… right?

When he opened the door, Japan welcomed him.

"How was the dinner, nii san…. Why are you crying? And why your cheek is red?"

China fell to the floor, hugging Japan tightly by the door frame. He sobbed and cried his heart out. He didn't realized when, but he ended up surrounded by all his siblings. They sobbed too, covering him from all direction, hugging him.

"Yao hyung… tell us, please? What make you sobbing like this?"

"Are you… going to die or something?"

"NOOO!" Thailand and Taiwan shouted at the top of their lungs.

"No, it's not that, aru. I… I got dumped, I got fired and I am… pregnant, aru." China tried to smile, but his tears were unstoppable." I am sorry. I am sorry for being such a stupid brother, aru. I am sorry…. Aru…"

Vietnam smiled softly.

"I am glad you are all right, ge ge… At least we are getting a new family member, right?"

Nexy chapter would be Russia X China relationship.

I know this is a kind of cheat fic. So i dont demand any review ( i would be happy to receive one, though). or anything, really. if they wanted to clear this out from ff. net, I am fine too.

I would be glad if you like it.