What happened in WWII.
Japan had attacked. And Philippines was in ruin.
"J-japan... Why?" Arisa whispered, her voice fading. Japan smirked, "Why not." he replied, his voice not so sweet, and his face not so kind. Arisa fell to bloody battlefield. Her soldier's bodies scattered around her.
Philippines woke up in Romano's room, with an awful pouding head ache. How did I get here? she thought, sitting up. She took a few steps forward, until she lost her balance, she fell back onto the wall, causing a slightly loud bump to sound from the impact from her body to the wooden wall.
Germany and Romano, just downstairs and not enjoying eachother's company, heard the bump sound and rushed upstairs, "Phili?" Romano yelled, opening the door. He looked down beside the door and found her curled up with her knees to her chest.
She looked up at him and blinked. Germany and Romano both bent down to her level. "Are you alright?" Germany asked. Philippines gave a weak smile. "I th-think." she replied, Romano rubbed her back and kissed her cheek. "Come, I'll put you back on the bed." he said, pulling her arm around his neck and picking her up bridal style.
Romano nodded at Germany, which meant it was time for him to leave. Germany nodded back and shut the door silently behind him. He set her back down on the bed, and kissed her softly.
"W-what happened?" she asked, scooting over slightly for him to get in. "What else? Japan invaded your country." he replied, and laid down beside her. Tears slowly came to her eyes, she blinked them away and looked away. "And... What happened now?" she asked.
He sighed, pulling her into his arms. "America was forced to leave, but he promised he would return." he said, Philippines gulped, hiding her face deeper in Romano's chest.
"I failed as a country, Romano." she whimpered. He rubbed her back. "No, you didn't, Phili. Japan invaded you, it's his fault. We are at war, and you have to realize that your still a developing country." he replied, his voice with a slight hint of scolding.
She sighed, "So, until this war ends, I will be your enemy?" she asked. He sighed, "Well, ever since you have been with America, our countries have always been enemies with my brother with the Axis, and you with the Allies."
"Well... With what Japan is doing to me. I would say I'm already his puppet state." she sighed, hugging him tighter. "Don't give up, Phili. Your always so positive, even if I'm not."
She frowned, her hope for a better future was slipping away.
It was official. Japan was now Philippines' new boss. And America couldn't do anything. She looked into the eyes of her 'brother'. The same guy she knew long ago from when they were young. His usually kind eyes were filled with pride. And not the good kind.
"Philippines, you are under my rule. And that is official." he stated. Slamming the door behind him as he left her house in the Philippines.
Arisa broke down on the floor, tears already sliding down her cheeks. Why can't the other countries lave me alone? I don't want anything to do in this war... She thought, wiping away her tears and sniffing.
Japan was already brutal to her enough. But this pushed her over the edge. He had ordered a Death March. And Philippines was ordered to watch.
Philippines stared at her soldiers, each of them who fought for her country, and some of Alfred's soldiers too. She gulped, as she watched their pained faces as they walked by. She wanted to stop this cruel thing and help them all.
Tears streamed down her face. She tried to pull away from the Japanese soldiers behind her, but failed when they tightened their grip on her arms. She fell to her knees, she couldn't take the pain on their faces.
Japan smirked, and gripped Philippines' jaw, pulling her up to look at him. "Make sure she sees this." he said, the soldiers nodded and held up her face, making it impossible for her to look away.
The once sweet Japan grabbed a random dying soldier with his face beaten and his arm wounded and infected, a very poor sight to see. "I suggest you listen to me, and follow my rules." he said, pulling out his Samurai sword and sliced off his head clean.
Philippines' eyes went wide, "NO!" she screamed out, fresh tears started streaming down her cheeks once again. "Japan... You bastard! I HATE YOU!" she yelled out. Japan merely smirked and gave his sword to a soldier for him to clean of blood.
"It seems you have spending too much time with Romano, Philippines." he said, walking away. The soldiers pulled her away from the marching soldiers. Leaving her scarred with the memory of their pain.
Arisa was back in Europe, shedding out her tears on Romano's shirt. "Romano... I just can't. It's too hard!" she whimpered, Romano rubbed her back, and tenderly kissed her forehead. "It's okay, Arisa." he said.
"Okay? Romano! Both of Alfred's and my soldiers died for me, and I can't even help them! When Japan brought me there, they looked at me, and their eyes were pleading, and so pained. They wanted me to do something, and I couldn't!" she cried, pushing him away.
"Phili, you need to sit back, you need to think about this. They did it for you. They were thinking of how their sacrifice could help you in the future. And you need to fufill that, you need to better yourself for the future generations, and somehow use this as a learning vantage, to protect yourself for the next years to come." he said, holding her hand and kissing her cheek.
"I will always be here for you, Arisa. No matter what happens. This I promise you."
America had sent out MacArthur. To fufill his promise. And then the battle began on the island of Leyte, on October 20, 1944. Ever since that day, Philippines idolized America. He saved her from Spain once, and now he saved her from Japan.
Arisa felt guilty for not loving him back, after everything he had done for her, and how he cared about her, and loved her. But she... She only thought of him as a brother. And he didn't want that.
Another meeting ended, which meant, the end of the war. And Japan couldn't even look at Arisa. He was ashamed, and even Germany knew that. "Arisa, could I... Talk to you?" Alfred asked. She smiled sweetly and nodded.
Alfred and Arisa walked out of the conference room and walked to the end of the hall. "Arisa, I'm sorry I left you during the war." he said, leaning back against the wall. She smiled, "Alfred, thank you. I owe you so much already. Your amazing." she smiled.
He looked up into her smiling eyes, and gave a half smile. "I am the hero. And I'll always be there to help and protect you." he said, opening his arms. She smiled and hugged him tightly.
Arisa nuzzled into his chest, she missed being with America. Romano was never this warm. She thought. He pulled away, "I'm sorry, Phili." he said, she looked confused. He quickly pulled her close again and kissed her intensely.
And just like that, everything she loved went crashing down. The meeting had just ended inside, and Romano noticed them leave, so he rushed out first. Only to see that kiss.
Romano didn't even say anything. He turned for the nearest exit, which was just down the right hall, and he took it. Storming out, he slammed the door after him.
Arisa pushed him away, raising her hand to slap him, but stopped when she remembered what he did for her. She just walked away from him, and back into the conference room, where the other countries were still fixing up their things.
"Feli, where is Romano?" she asked, hugging Feli from behind. "Ve! He left when the meeting ended. He wanted to see you, bella!" he smiled, turning around and returning the hug.
"But he wasn't outside, are you sure?" she asked, "Ja. I saw him leave as well." Germany added, from behind them.
"Oh, okay. Thanks, Germany." she smiled, pulling him into a hug as well. "Ahehe... Sure, Arisa." he blushed, still not comfortable with hugging.
She smiled and skipped out of the room, to find Romano.
And she found him... Back in his house, and in his room. The lights off and the sunlight shining through the red curtains.
"Romano? Why did you leave?" she asked, walking into his room.
"Why? Ask your fucking American." he replied, Arisa looked down.
"Y-you... Saw that?" she asked, he nodded. "And you should just leave, Arisa." he said, she looked up at him as he sat in front of his desk.
"B-but... Romano, I didn-" her pleading voice was cut off, "You are just the same! You crave for people's attention! You took all of Spain's attention, you had mine, you had Japan, and now America, AGAIN! I am through. You no longer have my attention." he yelled, spinning around on his chair and facing his desk, with his back to her.
She looked down, tears streaming down her face. "You promised me that you would be there for me... Don't you remember, Romano?" no reply. She sighed, "Okay... I'll leave you alone, South Italy..." she whimpered, trying to keep her voice from cracking.
Arisa shut the door behind her, and ran away from his house.
Romano, on the other hand, couldn't stop a tear slip. She was the only girl who ever really got to know him and not treat him like a one night stand, or a simple fling.
He wiped away his tear, back to his arrogant self. "I don't need her." he told himself.
Yet, his heart knew it was a complete and utter lie.
Cliff hanger. XD :P
Should I continue? And, I won't be updating due to the fact that my school has started. Aaaaand, my school is... Very advanced. So, it's harder for me. ^_^"
And, I am a class officer, so I'm going to have some busy days. I am so thinking of making this a LONG story, like maybe... 10 chapters?
So, should I continue and make this
a long story of about 10 chapters?
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