Compassion
Author's Note: So this is the England/Japan Version of this story.
I will be making a Prussia/Austria Version and maybe an America/Romano one.
And of course, I do not own Hetalia at all.
Enjoy reading!
- White Edelweiss
Chapter One: How it Began.
"Come on, Artie! It's a Friday! You have to loosen up! You can just come in tomorrow and finish those, we're going to do that too!" Alfred shouted as he waltz up to Arthur's desk table.
"Ah! Mon Cher, you have to come. You have been cooped up in this office for way too long now." Francis suddenly butted in as he struts into Arthur's office.
Arthur sighed and massaged his temples, "I can't, alright? I'm sort of busy tomorrow and I don't have time to come in tomorrow. Nonetheless, go out tonight, not that I actually want to."
"Oh? Could it be that you have a date, tonight? Or maybe tomorrow? Oh Mon Cher, why keep this marvelous news from us? So, who is this mystery girl? Or maybe it's a male?" Francis then winks as Alfred holds his laughter and Arthur turns bright red.
"You bloody gits! It's not like that at all!" Arthur sighs exasperatedly and reclines in his chair, "You see, last Saturday I was just walking in the park since I needed some fresh air. While I was sitting under this tree and watching these children play and a couple with a child asked me if I could watch over their child just for the time being. I agreed because… I don't know. I just did and well- -"
[ Flashback ]
"Excuse me, can you watch over our son just for now, please?" A young woman asks as she presents her son.
Arthur was slightly unsure just then the young man spoke, "Prease, sir. Just for this time, you are not busy I assume."
Arthur sighed and agreed, basing on the young man's accent, he must have been someone from the eastern hemisphere though that didn't bother him at all, "Sure, I guess I could watch over him." Arthur held out a hand to their son and their son took it. The couple smiled and nodded their heads and left. Arthur just stared at the child, he had black hair, sparkling chocolate eyes, a small petite body and sure a cute aura. Not until the child tilted his head to his side and asked in a soft manner, "Is there something wrong, mister?" did Arthur snap out of his daze and smiled, "Oh, no, no. So what's your name?"
The child tilted his head downward and lifted his hand that wasn't being held by Arthur up to his mouth and faintly said, "Kiku" without breaking the eye contact. Kiku thought that Arthur's eyes are very alluring, it was his first time to see a man with green eyes.
Arthur chuckled at how cute the child was. "Okay, Kiku. I'm Arthur. So what do you want to do now?"
Kiku blinked and looked around the park, when he spotted the ice cream truck, he looked back at Arthur but he was too shy to tell him, so instead he jerked his hand that was being held by Arthur and looked back at the Ice cream truck.
Arthur followed Kiku's gaze toward the ice cream truck and smiled, "Alright then. Let's go get your ice cream."
A few minutes after getting their ice cream, Arthur and Kiku were sitting under the same tree just a few minutes earlier and we both just watching the activity around the park. From time to time Arthur would glance at Kiku making sure he was okay. "Arthur – san, when will otoo –san and okaa –san come back?"
Arthur was slightly taken back, but thankfully, he understood it. I guess reading random magazines in the office paid off. "I don't know, Kiku. Why? Are you tired?"
Kiku shook his head and smiled, "No. Anoo…Can we go to the swing, Arthur – san?"
"Of course, Kiku." Arthur replied as he pats Kiku on the head. It really was quite nice to have someone younger than him to care for, it was refreshing in some way. Stress relieving to be quite honest. It reminds him of the time he took care of his younger brother named Peter. He was taken back by his mother and father though, since Arthur needs to focus on his work.
When Kiku and Arthur arrived at the swings it was completely deserted. Not that Arthur minded, that would mean there won't be any trouble. Kiku didn't seem to mind either anyway. "Do you want me to push you?" Kiku just nodded and got on the swing. After sometime Kiku was already laughing and enjoying how high the swing was going after every push from Arthur. Only when Arthur thought that it was time to return to the spot where they'd met did Arthur stop the swing. "Alright, Kiku. Time to go." Arthur says as he extends his hand toward the boy, "H – Hai, Arthur –san."
When they reached that particular tree they saw the couple were approaching it as well. "Otoo –san! Okaa-san!" Kiku shouted and let go of Arthur`s hand running toward his parents.
Arthur smiled as he watched his mom take him by the arms and carry him, embracing him tightly. "Arigato, sir." The man said, to Arthur the mixture of that particular Japanese word and that English word was weird. Arthur smiled and shrugged, "It wasn't anything really. He wasn't any trouble at all. He's quite a good kid."
The couple looked at each other and then at their child then at Arthur. Arthur then noticed that the mother suddenly hugged Kiku tighter and there were tears in her eyes. "Sir," The man began, "You see, we are in a tight situation. We need to work twice as hard to pay for our rent in our apartment and we can't watch over our son. If you could be so kind, to at least consider…"
Arthur's eyes widened but when he saw the sincerity of his words, he considered them. Arthur sighed, maybe he could, just for a while after all. And it would help, considering the amount of stress he's accumulating at work and the amount of stress that was reducing during the time together with the child, maybe it won't be so bad. "Sure, but I have terms."
The other man brightened considerably, "Yes? What are they, maybe we can work them out."
Arthur smiled, "You'll have to at least visit your son once a month and that you send him greetings at least once a week." The man returned the smile and so did the mother, Kiku had already fallen asleep in her arms.
[ End of flashback ]
"- - - and well that's how I got into this mess. So, I can't go and you can persuade me to. Now leave me alone, I just need to finish this paperwork and I can leave." Arthur went back to his paperwork as Alfred and Francis left the room both wondering what would happen if they get their own kid to take care of.
[ Meanwhile at Arthur's home ]
"Then we put the flour in here, Ara! Achoo!" Kiku started sneezing a bit as some flour floated around the kitchen. The 13 year-old, un-educated [ In academic subjects ] child had decided to make a cake for desert that day, because it be the best way to end a week full of work.
A few minutes later, Arthur arrived home and was surprised to see the dinning table set with his favorite food dishes, cake and the cute child that made it. "Okaerinasai , Arthur – san." The Kiku said shyly and Arthur greeted him back with a hug and a whisper in the young boy's ear, "I'm home."
O kaerinasai = Welcome Back.
- According to Google Translate
A/N: Weird, ending was weird.
It'll get better, I think. I like reviews and comments of all kinds!
Arthur: Why do I have the feeling that there'll be something 'bout Pirates in this Fic?
Imi: 'Cause there will be and 'cause I love Pirate!Iggy. And the idea of Pirate!Iggy/Kiku.
lD ~
Kiku: You really are…
Imi: Obsessed? Yes!
Roderich: It doesn't surprise me at all.
Gilbert: VITAL REGIONS! 8D [ / invades ]
Me/Japan: [ / takes pictures while dealing with nosebleeds ]
Arthur: [ / sigh ] Don't forget to review/comment guys!
'Til next time!