A.N. Well there is nothing to say, besides that China is dead from a battle against Russia. Meanie Mister Russia… I would tell you more about it, but that is what reading is for! Haha. Hope you like it!
"Taiwan!" a familiar voice called to me.
I turned, not sure how this was happening.
"China?" I asked.
I held my hand out.
"I've missed you!" he said, as he got closer to me.
"I-I missed you too," I stuttered.
He put his feather- weighted hand in my hand. But I felt nothing.
"I love you darling."
Darling? Only one person had ever called me darling, and that was my lover's murderer. Russia.
"Russia. Leave."
"I'm not Russia!" he said, obviously hurt.
"But China's dead…"
"Yes, I know. I'm him."
Okay this had to be a dream.
"I came to tell you that I'm sorry."
"Sorry? For What?"
"I couldn't save you."
"I'm fine now though, right? Oh no, I'm dead."
"No, no, you're alive." He reassured me.
"Are you like an angel, or just a part of my crazy imagination?" I questioned curiously.
"I'm your angel." His lips grazed my cheek, but I couldn't feel them still.
"I can't feel you," I complained.
"Yeah, dead and alive people, as well as countries, cannot feel each other."
A tear rolled down my face.
"Don't cry!"
"B-but I miss you so much!" I cried.
"I'll always be there when you need me. Promise."
"Really?"
"Really."
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I shot up from my bed, face red from crying.
"China?"
Nothing. I knew it was all a stupid dream.
"Tai."
I looked over, and sure enough, there was a misty China.
I sighed. I thought it had been a dream.
He smiled. "Even if it was, I would've still come."
"I love you." We both said at the same time.