This is my first fanfic, so please don't judge me too hard. English is also not my primary language as you can see :P.
I hope you'll enjoy this fanfiction!
China went home. Walking the long grey road, surrounded by beautiful rice fields. The sky was blue, and white fluffy clouds were flying around.
China had lived hundred of years together with his siblings in one home. His home was now empty, just as his heart. He was betrayed, hurt and ignored.
Clouds are flying,
China's heart was dying.
He saw his home coming closer as he was walking towards it.
Nowhere does China belong,
Even though he hasn't done anything wrong.
He saw the trail and stopped walking. ' Why am I rushing aru?' he asked himself. He sat down on the trail and looked at the sky. The white clouds were like family, they merge and split after some time. Those thoughts made China frown. Where was his home?
Poor China was broken and lost,
Where was his home, which he loved the most?
After sitting there for awhile, China decided to walk further. He knew that when he would open the door, there'd be only silence and emptiness. These thoughts made
China feel empty inside. When he approached the door he hesitated. He didn't want to be disappointed.
China kept on waiting,
His heart was still hating.
He opened the door, knowing that he'd be alone again. He walked through the hallway while sighing. He had arrived in the living room. China looked around in his oriental living room. Something catched his eye, a man sitting on his favourite couch. Greyish blond hair, and a scarf which was a mix between two pale colours. His eyes were a deep purple colour, and his skin was as pale as snow. He was sitting on the couch and smiled towards him. The man on the couch began speaking:
'' Welcome home. China.''
China couldn't believe it. He finally found a person who was waiting for him, for him to be home.
I hoped you guys liked this small fic. I've tried to portray China's loneliness into this fanfiction by putting some small poem pieces (which I made myself) between short paragraphs. If you didn't get the fic, here is some explanation:
China went home after losing his siblings who wanted to become independent. He felt betrayed,hated and lonely. Despite all of that, he walked back to his home. He knew that when he would go home, that there would be nobody waiting for him. That made him feel disappointed. But he was wrong, a person was waiting for him at home. It was Russia.
I hope you liked it, and remember; this is my first fanfic!
Please review :)