A/N oh my goodness i am so sorry for the wait and this chapter isnt even that long im a horrible writer i apologise v.v anyway this is the final chapter apologies for any mistakes!
Hetalia and characters (c) Hidekza Himaruya
China smiled as he finally saw Russia coming towards the car. Russia smiled back at him and walked over to car, unlocking it and climbing into the driving seat. China pulled the passenger seat door open and climbed in. After Russia made sure himself and China were strapped in securely, he put the key in the ignition and started the car up.
As the Russian drove the car towards the meeting, he would occasionally glance at China – watching the man's eyes dart up and down at the front view mirrors. He guessed that he was still seeing images of Japan. Russia let out an awkward sigh, and smiled to himself.
"What kind of stupid things do you think America will say today, China?" asked Russia, turning his head to China for a moment, a light hearted smirk on his face. China chuckled and stretched, trying to get comfortable.
"Probably that we're all his back up, or that super heroes are real, or something." replied China, saying the hero part in a mocking America accent. Russia laughed and patted the smaller man's shoulder softly, smiling at the fact that the Chinese man wasn't distressed anymore. But after that little joke, the car soon fell into quiet. The Russian man turned on the radio, trying to get rid of the silence that was filling his car.
China only stared out the window, vaguely listening to the music coming from the radio. He could hear Russia humming along to the songs played if he listened closely. He honestly did not know if he was really in the best state to be attending a world meeting, especially since he was going to be there, what if he lost his mind again. He began to furiously chew the insides of his mouth, trying to calm himself down a little bit.
The meeting hall was slowly coming into the view of the Russian and Chinese men. China let out a sigh of worry and Russia began to feel anxious about how China would act in the meeting. He felt like he just wanted to turn the car around and drive China home, but he knew he couldn't because his boss would scold him and China would get in trouble too. Slowly, the car pulled into the car park. Other nations could be seen hurrying into the hall, obviously late too.
Russia climbed out of the car and shut the door and waited for China to get out also. Russia was standing there for about twenty seconds until he realised China was not getting out of the car particularly fast. He let out a sigh and walked around to the passenger side and opened the door. He leaned down to look at China, to see what he was doing. He was just staring down and flinched when Russia touched his shoulder.
China looked up quickly to see Russia's smiling face. Russia gently clasped the dark haired man's hand and pulled him off the seat and out of the car. China moved away from Russia and leaned against the side of the car as Russia shut the door and locked it. Russia gently linked his arms with Yao's and pulled him off the car, walking in the direction of the hall entrance.
China was walking reluctantly, Russia could feel him slowing down occasionally or stumbling. It wasn't far until they would reach the meeting doors and the purple eyed man was silently hoping that China would be okay. Voices could be heard from inside the room, as always. It wasn't a surprise to either of them considering everyone was almost always arguing with each other.
Russia stopped in front of the doors and looked down at the Chinese man, a nervous smile on his face. What if China was to have a breakdown? It took him a while to calm him down at China's own home; it would probably take even longer in a place like this. China was glaring at the floor, shifting from foot to foot worriedly.
"Are you sure you'll be alright?" whispered Russia softly, leaning down to China as he said so. The Chinese man nodded quickly, still not looking up. Russia let out a sigh and pushed the door open, smiling as he walked through the doors and pulling China in with him. Everyone stopped bickering at the sudden intrusion, everyone turning to look at them. Russia waved and let out an apologetic laugh. China continued to stare at the floor.
England stood from his chair and turned around to face the duo, a frown upon his face.
"So why are you two so bloody late then, huh? China I can understand, but you Russia?" England inquired, eying the pair suspiciously. Russia laughed again in response, playing with his scarf for a moment.
"I was helping China clean his house because I arrived early, and we got a bit distracted and lost track of time! Sorry if you were waiting a while!" exclaimed Russia, pulling China to their chairs. He had to tap China and inform him to sit down because he seemed a little bit out of it still.
The meeting went ahead as per usual, the main topic never ended up being discussed anyway. America, England and France got into a full on brawl – which originally started with France and England but America joined in because he thought it would be 'heroic'. Greece and Turkey were wrestling about who Japan liked more and Prussia was harassing Austria while trying to fend off Hungary. Germany had Italy latched onto him, with Romano screeching at him from across the room. Everyone was most likely in an argument with someone else, but Russia and China just sat in their chairs watching and listening.
Eventually, some women that worked in the hall entered the room with snacks and drinks, much to America's delight. He leaped off England and France, who continued to fight each other, and ran over to where the refreshments were currently. America wasn't paying close attention to where he was going as he accidentally knocked one of the girls, a glass of water sliding off her tray. China saw it fall out of the corner of his eye, his hand shooting out to catch it before it hit the ground.
He let out a sigh of relief and went to place the glass on the table. But, his eyes fell on it before it reached the table and the reflection reappeared this time on the glass. China let out a sharp gasp and the glass of water slipped from his hand and hit the ground, the sound of shattering glass silencing everyone in the room. Russia took in a quick breath, his eyes glancing towards the Chinese man who was struggling to keep himself under control.
China was biting the insides of his mouth nervously, struggling to hold back more gasps and tears. Russia could see him shaking and carefully placed a hand on his shoulder. China's head quickly shot up to look at him, his eyes wavering in fear. Russia quickly grabbed China arm, pulling him from his seat.
"China isn't feeling very well today – I'm just going to take him outside to get some fresh air, continue without us!" called Russia as he pulled China through the doors of the meeting room. Everyone sat in an awkward silence, eyes scanning over the door and the shattered glass. Germany scratched his head and cleared his throat, stating that they should just continue. There were no disagreements from any of the nations, all a bit confused by China's bizarre behaviour.
Russia pulled the Chinese man out into the courtyard, gently pushing him down onto a bench, so he could compose himself. Russia could tell he was freaking out, but much to his relief he wasn't reacting as bad as before. The Russian man sat himself beside China, wrapping his arm around China's shoulder to try and calm him.
"Why can't I stop seeing him!" hissed China, shoving Russia away from him and jumping to his feet. "He left me so long ago, but we're friends now so it should be fine!" exclaimed the small man storming over to a tree and punching it angrily, probably opening the cuts on his hands from before. Russia winced as he heard China's hand hit the tree, wishing he would just calm down.
"China I really think you should calm down, hitting things won't make you feel better in the long run." stated Russia, standing to his feet and wandering over to the fuming man. China let out some sort of amused laugh and turned around to face him, hands trembling and blood seeping through the bandages that covered his hands.
"Kind of funny hearing you of all people say that considering, you hit things and people for the fun of it! Why should I listen to you Russia? Tell me, I'd love to know." spat China, grabbing onto Russia's scarf and pulling his face close to his own. "I have every right to be angry! My little brother betrayed me and left a huge scar on my back, whereas your family, well… they left you because you're some sort of demon! You deserve the loneliness, you're a beast. I do not deserve it. I love my siblings with all my heart and they hate me!" China yelled angrily, glaring into Russia's purple eyes.
China let go of Russia's scarf and went back to hitting the tree, Russia just stood there, watching him hit it angrily. Russia wasn't really sure how to react, he hoped China was just taking his anger out on him and didn't honestly mean everything he said just then. How he hoped that was the case and that his little friend didn't secretly hate him and want to leave him like everyone else always does.
After about five minutes, China's punches slowed and Russia had sat back down on the bench, just watching him release his anger. China hit the tree one more time, before dragging his fist down the tree and collapsing in front of it. The Russian man could hear strangled sobs coming from the smaller man, so he walked over and sat beside him, placing a hand on his shoulder. China looked up at him, a frown upon his face.
"I'm sorry about what I said Russia… I guess I am just upset." mumbled China, leaning onto Russia's side. Russia let out a sigh and moved his hand from the Chinese man's shoulder to his torso, pulling him closer. China laid his head on Russia's lap and let out a dejected sigh. "You're not a monster, you never could be." whispered China, playing with Russia's scarf. Russia gently patted China's head, running his hand through his silk-like hair.
"The best advice I can give you is to forget about the past, but you can't do that, can you? Way too stubborn for that, aren't you China?" chuckled Russia, continuing to play with the smaller man's hair. China let out a little laugh, sitting upright again. He looked up at Russia, bringing a hand to the Russian man's face and caressing it gently.
"Why would I want to forget about the past? That's where all the best memories are." exclaimed China, his face lighting up a little. Russia smiled at him sweetly and went to stand up, but was pulled back to the ground by China. Russia had almost forgotten how strong the little man was, as he seemed so frail. But that thought was quickly forgotten as he felt himself being pushed onto his back by China. China crawled over him and leered above him, staring into his purple eyes.
Russia wasn't exactly sure what to do right now, but decided to try and flip China over, as he wasn't really in the mood for being helpless. Russia's arms went to slink around China's sides in an attempt to push him to the ground, but Russia's arms were quickly pinned beside him. China let out a laugh of amusement and lowered his face to Russia's face, China's lips brushing against Russia's lightly. Russia got ready for the oncoming contact from China, but it never came. Instead he heard a snort from above him and his arms were released.
China was now lying on the ground beside him giggling, covering his mouth in an attempt to stop himself from being too loud. Russia cocked his head in confusion, poking China's side.
"What's so funny?" questioned Russia, a small smirk on his face. China rolled over to face him, laughing quietly to himself. China sat himself up, still trying to contain his laughter.
"The way your face looks when you're blushing! You look so cute!" snorted China, falling backwards again onto the grass. Russia blinked a few times, glancing between the ground and China's face. Russia soon let out a small laugh and gently grabbed the collar of China's shirt, pulling his face close to his own. Russia ran a hand through his hair, before pressing his lips to the smaller man's lips. The kiss only lasted five seconds, before China pushed him away.
"Something wrong?" asked Russia in confusion, a slightly worried look forming on his child-like face. China shook his head, patting Russia's face and standing to his feet.
"We're in the middle of a meeting; we can continue this later, right?" China asked, grabbing Russia's hand and pulling him to his feet. Russia nodded in agreement, a sly smile on his face. They began walking back to the meeting room, China getting slightly bothered because Russia kept asking if he was really fine, which he insisted he was. China remembered that his hands were still bleeding slightly so he awkwardly ripped some fabric from his shirt and tied it around his hands and shoved them in his pockets, to hide the bleeding.
Russia pushed the door open and apologised to everyone, letting China walk in first and take his seat, then followed after. The meeting progressed as normal and ended as it normally would, everyone parting ways until the next meeting. Russia and China made jokes about the other nations on the way back to China's house, complaining about the other nations being one of their favourite things to do together.
As China could see his house come into view, he shifted awkwardly in the passenger seat, looking over at Russia frequently. Russia could feel him looking at him and then looking away, so he let out a laugh.
"Is there something you want to tell me, China?" asked Russia, patting China's leg. China jumped a little and looked over at him again.
"I just wanted to thank you for earlier, Russia…" mumbled China, pouting. Russia chuckled, ruffling China's hair, who was very annoyed by the gesture. The car soon pulled up outside China's house, both climbing out of it and heading towards the front door. Usually after the meeting Russia would hang around China's house a little bit before returning to his own house.
The Chinese man groaned as he remembered all the glass around the house, annoyed that he would have to clean it all up. Russia put a hand on his shoulder and pushed the door open, waiting to be reminded of all the glass. But there was no glass on the floors, not anymore, at least. Taiwan came running out of the kitchen moments later and pretty much jumped on China, scaring him.
Hong Kong also followed after her; obviously he didn't jump on China though. Taiwan removed herself from her big brother and ran back to stand beside Hong Kong, both bowing their heads.
"Me and Hong Kong cleaned up all the glass for you, teacher!" exclaimed Taiwan, smiling at China happily. China stood there in the utmost confusion, not really sure what to say. Hong Kong gave him a small smile and walked off to his room. Taiwan soon followed Hong Kong's action, except obviously going to her own room.
"Well wasn't that nice!" exclaimed Russia, looking around the room. China nodded in agreement and out of confusion.
"Yes… that was very nice of them, wasn't it…" mumbled China, fumbling with his sleeves. Russia chuckled and pulled China close to him, kissing his forehead, startling him.
Russia dragged China into his bedroom, shutting the door behind and making sure to lock it also. He pretty much threw China onto his bed, climbing over him. China was still a bit thrown about, but that doesn't mean he wasn't ready for snarky comments.
"A bit eager are we? Why Russia, if you weren't as tall as you are; I'd mistake you for an impatient child!" exclaimed China, patting Russia's face in amusement. Russia chuckled deeply, running his hand through China's dark hair, enjoying the way it felt in his hands.
"What? I think I've been pretty patient." whispered Russia as he brought his lips down to China, who was smirking with amusement. As Russia pressed his lips against China's, he heard the smaller man whisper something as they were kissing. He just brushed it off though, continuing to kiss him gently. Well, of course until China broke the kiss for a moment and stared into his eyes, making him freeze for a moment.
"Thank you."