Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia
A/N: One day, I was studying about the Korean war for a test and I was thinking "Hey, what if I made a Hetalia fic outta this?" and so this fic was born x3 I was also inspired by the discovery of Hyung soo. Even though he is fan made, I still like him so much~
WARNING: Implied rape/molest somewhere in there. It's not very detailed because I wanted this story to be rated T
Thank you to my friends who helped me with the Korean words.
Hyung Soo-North Korea
Yong Soo-South Korea
Kiku-Japan
Meimei-Taiwan
Enjoy!
"Hyung-soo!" his younger brother called out to him, stumbling as he ran.
"What is it?" the older twin says, but no explanation is needed. For marching just above the horizon were thousands and thousands of Japanese soldiers. Hyung-soo's eyes widened to the size of saucers. The young boy grabbed his brother's hand and held it tightly. He pulled the both of them as far as he could go.
It was no use, the Japanese had seized them within mere minutes. They were forced to surrender so easily. It was like a thousand cats chasing after two mice. They were caught that easily.
They were surrounded by men wearing beige military uniforms and odd looking hats. They looked like giants to the twins, considering how short they were. Then, a man clad in black stepped out of the circle.
"These two little boys are Korea huh?" says the man, staring at the boys with little interest. They were both shaking hard, but Hyung soo was determined to protect his brother no matter what.
"Take them to my house. I have better things to do then to baby sit these two" the man walks away with a rifle in hand. The soldiers shout a strong 'Hai' before tying the boy's wrists together sloppily but tightly with rope that felt like nails when rubbed against skin.
By the time they had reached the man's house, their wrists were rubbed raw. They were frightened throughout the journey to the man's house. They saw their once happy people dying. Fathers protecting his family, only to be taken away and his family killed. Even if someone was spared, they knew that no one was going to be left alive. For some reason, Yong soo was in much more pain than Hyung soo.
Yong soo's eyes were shut tight throughout the whole journey, a tear or two slid out of his eyes. Hyung soo tried to comfort him but Yong soo couldn't handle it. The pain he felt of so many people dying at once was just too much. Hyung soo felt the same pain too but it wasn't consistent. People who lived in the mountains of Northern Korea were probably sturdier than people who lived by the sea in Southern Korea.
Hyung soo couldn't feel the unbearable pain that Yong soo was feeling, but he could definetely feel it in his heart.
"It's gonna be ok Dongsaeng, its gonna be ok..." Hyung tried to convince his brother and himself, but it didn't come out of his mouth right. His voice was as shaky as a leaf and provided little comfort for Yong soo.
The twins stayed together and became servants for Honda Kiku. They were forced to cook and clean and to always obey their master. They were not even allowed to follow their own Korean culture anymore. This was one of the things both the twins could not tolerate, but what other choice did they have? Any disobedience only meant one fate: death. No negotiations, No bargains, just a clean (or dirty) blade through the neck. End of story.
Yong soo could cook and clean quite easily thanks to his optimism and Meimei's training. Hyung soo on the other hand, was always fiddling with everything. He was clearly not fit to do these kind of things. He would often watch his brother work and try to imitate him. It worked sometimes. Other times, it was best to leave the job completely to Yong soo.
Kiku had tried time and time again to introduce, or rather to force his culture on the boys but always to no avail. They would not understand any of it. The first day he had taken over, he had tried to teach them Japanese but as hard as they tried, they could not catch on to Kiku's native language.
"Why can't you learn? It's so easy!" Kiku shouted in korean. He easily lost his temper when he was with them. Invading countries was one thing, baby sitting young representatives was a whole different thing.
The two boys cowered in fear. "It's not easy to us at all" Hyung soo says defiantly, trying to protect the both of them.
"Maybe if you taught us better..." the sound of a loud slap echoed around the orientally decorated room.
"Don't you ever defy me again" were Kiku's last words before he disappeared else where. Hyung soo turned his attention to his little brother, who was crouching behind him.
"It's ok now Dongsaeng, (brother)" Hyung soo says with an uneven voice, stroking his brother's back, trying so desperately to calm him down.
"Hyung, your nose! It's bleeding!" Yong soo starts to panic.
"It's ok" Hyung soo, who's so afraid of blood, brushes the small fact off. Yong soo hurries up and out of his crouched position to get supplies to heal his brother.
He exits the room and returns after much rummaging through cabinets, with a cloth and some ice.
"Don't! Kiku will kill us!" Hyung soo says. There is much worry in his voice for his brother. He didn't want the both of them to get punished. If anyone is to be punished, Hyung soo would gladly volunteer all the time.
Yong soo ignores his brother's worries and starts cleaning up for him. Soon, the bleeding stopped and Yong soo went away to wash the cloth while instructing his sibling to place the ice on the bridge of his nose. That day was only the first of the twin's horrendous torture. The "lessons" only got worse each day, bringing them both harm, anger and much hatred towards Kiku.
Both siblings absolutely detested Kiku. They had to do their jobs right and get them right on the first try. That was tremendous pressure on boys so young. If there was a mere spot on the floor that they had just polished with cloth on their knees, Kiku would make them clean the floors of the whole house again.
The house was big and made to fit many people at one go, so the floors were just as wide and vast as the sea to them. Any groaning or complaints meant torture. These ranged from no dinner for a few nights to caning, to sometimes even the classic water torture, in which the victims would go insane from constant drips of water hitting their forhead. It was simple yet effective.
Once, when Yong soo was absent mindedly singing a Korean folk song, he did not realise that Kiku was listening all along. He stomped into the room and startled Yong soo. He grabbed Yong soo's wrist harshly and pulled him into a small dark room.
"This will cleanse your mouth of that kind of language" Kiku spat out the harsh words, as if Yong soo had just spoken vulgarities.
Kiku pushed a long hose into Yong soo's mouth and twisted the tap handle until it wouldn't twist anymore. Water rushed from the end of the tube to the other tube and into Yong soo's mouth. Yong soo thought that he would die just then and there. He prayed a little prayer as he waited for the harsh wave to hit him.
Just as his tongue tasted the rushing water, Meimei burst into the room.
"Onii-san! the soldiers needs you! They say its important and that you'll enjoy it" Meimei says hurridly.
Kiku stands up and walks out the door, completely forgetting about Yong soo, who was "drowning". The face of the heartless man was expressionless as all this was happening. Meimei rushed into the room and pulled the tube out of Yong soo's mouth the moment the commander was out of sight. Yong soo spat out every last drop that had rushed into his throat, threatening to "drown" him. Meimei gave a sigh of relief, knowing that Yong soo will live.
The moment Hyung soo found out what that demon had done to his brother, he swore revenge, right there and then. That little body contained much hatred that was waiting for its chance to escape.
Even though they both absolutely despised him, Hyung soo hated Kiku more than his brother and would never, ever forgive him for what he did to Yong soo and him. It all started on a dark, stormy night...
The door to Hyung soo's room opened with an eerie squeak. Hyung soo's eyes sprang open and he immediately sat upright on his bed. His eyes meet with brown, hungry ones. He is greeted with a smirk by a man in a jet black kimono, with ink black hair. Hyung's eyes widened in horror as the man advanced toward him, closing the door behind him.
Kiku climbed into Hyung soo's bed and is instantly able to feel the tensed atmosphere around him. Hyung soo was shaking like pudding, maybe worse. Their noses were centimeters from touching. They could even feel each other's breath on their skin. Kiku put cold, slender fingers on Hyung's cheek, only making him tremble more.
"Give me what I desire, and I'll make sure nothing happens to your brother" Kiku says, his voice is laden with lust. Hyung soo, being gullible and frozen with shock and terror, says nothing, despite the fiery hatred telling him to punch Kiku in the face with all his might. He had to control himself, Yong soo came first.
He allowed Kiku's fingers to roam around his clothed body. Kiku didn't mind the trembling much. In fact, it gave him much sick pleasure to see his little prey so scared as he prepared to devour him up, whole. Every cold touch from Kiku's fingertips released another burning sensation on Hyung soo's skin, yet he was frozen solid like a statue, apart from the constant trembling.
Just as Kiku's roaming fingertips found an opening in Hyung soo's hanbok and was ready to slide a finger in, the door creaked open once again, making the man curse under his breath. He turned his attention to the door to see the other twin standing in the door way.
"Hyung...?" Yong soo stared at the scene in front of him in horror, finding much difficulty to take it all in. The thunder brought by the stormy night had frightened Yong soo, and he wanted to seek comfort from his brother. Only, there would be a slight change of events.
Kiku grins at this opportunity. "You're just about to see your strong brother crumble in front of you." Kiku says, running his fingernail along Hyung soo's chest underneath his hanbok, earning the desired reaction from the little one.
"STOP THAT!" Yong soo says, trying all he can do to protect his older brother. Kiku just ignored the pleas of the younger twin, focusing all his attention on the older one. Yong soo's pleas got louder as Hyung soo was further toyed with. After countless moments, Yong soo came to the point of begging Kiku on his knees to stop. Kiku finally took notice of the small figure's actions and stepped out of bed. Yong soo could hear light foot steps advancing toward him. He dared not take his eyes off the bamboo floor.
The cold frozen state Hyung soo was in earlier was instantly melted by his fiery hatred for kiku and the extreme want to protect his brother. The older twin mustered whatever remaining strenth he had left, jumped out of the bed and stood in front of his brother, shielding him from the black, Japanese man.
"Don't lay a finger on him! I'll accept any punishment." Hyung soo said with dignity. He was determined to defend his younger twin, even if it meant death.
"Fine" Kiku says with his eyebrows crossed. He kicked Hyung soo out of the way and walks out the door, satisfied with the remains of the once strong Hyung soo.
Yong soo gots up instantly and stares at his brother's horrified state. He was unable to stop the tears that were streaming down his face. The impact of his head making contact with the bamboo floor had knocked Hyung soo out. Yong soo panicked as he saw his brother's seemingly lifeless body lay unconcious on the floor.
Yong soo ran out to find Meimei running towards his room. Meimei took one look at Yong soo's tear strickened face and makes a detour into Hyung soo's room. She covers her mouth as she sees a badly wounded Hyung soo, lying on the floor unconcious.
"Get me a towel and some ice" Meimei instructs Yong soo, who immediately runs to kitchen to get the things. Meimei places Hyung soo on the bed and examines all the bruises. With each new glance, she finds a new bruise that had been cleverly hidden, as if on purpose. She heaves a sigh of relief as his eyelids flutter open for a brief moment before shutting tightly again. He grips his chest and writhes in pain. It is only then that Meimei discovers one of the ribs must have been broken upon landing.
Yong soo returns within a minute with the supplies. Meimei quickly performs first aid on Hyung soo with the ice and cloth. She finds some loose bandages and wraps his chest up. Hyung soo is still in tears from the physical pain and the emotional pain. It takes all of Yong soo's optimism to cheer his brother up. And even then, it only worked for brief moments.
Somehow, Hyung soo manages to sleep through the pain with Yong soo sleeping beside him. Meimei slouches into a chair and sleeps in their room that night, not wanting to leave Hyung soo at all. He might wake up screaming in pain or more likely because of a nightmare and wake Kiku up. All of them definetely didn't want that to happen.
By the time the three of them managed to fall asleep, the sun was just about rising, but they didn't care. Kiku would be out for military buisness for the whole day so they would be safe until then...
A/N: So basically this part of the war is still pretty early, where Korea was still in the Japanese rule. I'll move on with it in the next chapter, if I get enough reviews of course...
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