Welcome to the second chapter of Unreachable! ^^ Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed the first chapter, it really means a lot to me! x3 I reward you all with a piece of pie! XD

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Disclaimer: Hetalia and all the characters do not belong to me, they all belong to Hidekaz Himaruya. I am not making profit off of this story, nor will I ever.

Kiku's eyes slowly opened, and all he saw was blurriness. As he blinked a few times, he finally saw clearly. England was leaning over him, with a worried look on his face. Japan instantly tried to sit up, but a burning, sharp, terrible pain in his side pushed him back down. "Wha-what happened?" he asked in a small voice.

Arthur looked at him blankly, and then explained in an equally blank voice, "You cut your hand and side when you were cutting something, and apparently the water boiled over; I cleaned up your mess while you had passed out."

It all made sense, like the pieces of a puzzle coming together. "Oh," was all he could muster.

England's blank looked turned into one of anger. "Oh? Oh? Is that all you can say? Damn you, Kiku Honda! YOU TRIED TO KILL YOURSELF! All you can say is OH?"

At first Kiku wanted to explain that he didn't try to kill himself on purpose, it was fully an accident, but he didn't feel like talking. Instead of saying what he wanted, he politely said, "Gomenasai."

"'I'm so sorry' won't cut it, Kiku," Arthur replied in annoyance.

Kiku hadn't looked at the damage until now, as he looked down, he saw that there was a bandage wrapped around his side, and that he didn't have a shirt on. He blushed heavily, and then pulled his ripped shirt over his bare chest. "Why don't I have a shirt on?"

Arthur also blushed, and looked away, saying, "I had to bandage your side, and I just ripped your shirt off…" he trailed off, blushing even more.

Kiku just lay there silently, closing his eyes. Arthur stood up, his angry look back on his face. "I'm leaving, I'll see you later…I guess."

Arthur helped Kiku up, and then stormed out of his house – just like that.

Kiku could tell he was upset, but he didn't know why he was just freaking out. As Kiku limped to his main room, he started thinking depressing thoughts again. Arthur was so angry, all because of Japan.

Kiku looked sadly at the ground, and then sighed. Maybe it would all be better if I wasn't here, he thought. He looked to his right, and something caught his eye. The katana. It was sharp as could be. Kiku shook his head as to oust the thought from his mind. As he looked at it again, he picked it up. He took the shiny blade out of its case.

Arthur drove with anger and sadness. He was hurt, if Kiku really had died, he didn't know what he would've done. It was almost painful to think about; losing Japan. It was heartbreaking.

He sighed, and then looked at the side of the road. It was a pub, one of his favorite places. Maybe a drink or two would cheer him up? He parked his car, and walked into the pub. (A/N – And we all know it's going to go downhill from here XD)

Many Drinks Later:

*hic* "AND THE BLOODY HAMBURGER IDIOT LIKE, TOTALLY *hic* LEFT ME. WHAT THE HELL?" Arthur said, wasted after so many drinks. "DON'T MAKE ME GO ONTO THAT BLOODY KID. ALL HE WAS TALKING ABOUT WAS HOW COOL HIS DAMNED SAILOR OUTFIT IS, AND HOW I LEFT HIM!"

The bartender stared at the drunk with an exasperated look. "Are you sure you're ok to drive home, maybe you should just wait…" he trailed off, not wanting to upset the British man.

"WHY OF COURSE I AM YOU WANKER!" Arthur walked clumsily out of the bar, then got back into his Aston Martin, then drove off.

Little did the drunk know instead of heading towards England, he drove back towards Japan. He drove terribly across the European continent, and it got really bad when he reached China, because he ended up smashing into a little of China's house. China started screaming at him, with Russia behind him, laughing. Arthur didn't seem to notice, because he kept going at the same speed until he reached Japan's house, where of course – he ran into a tree. "Damn tree *hic* that was a new car, too!"

Arthur got out of the car and slammed the door shut. Stumbling down Kiku's walkway, he reached the door, which still wasn't locked. He slid it open with a loud bang. "You should really *hic* lock your doors!" he said.

Kiku didn't seem to hear him, and he stood there with his arms out with the point of his katana at his chest. He had his eyes closed, as if debating whether or not to plunge it into his chest, and end his breathing for good.

Even drunk, Arthur realized what was happening. "BLOODY HELL!"

He ran to Kiku, and took the katana from Kiku, which startled the Japanese man. "Arthur? A-are you okay?" he said with wide eyes.

"Kiku, are you…trying to…stab yourself? *hic*" he said, almost soberly.

Kiku made no reply, for they both knew the answer. Saying 'yes' certainly wouldn't help; and what is the point in lying?

Japan suddenly made a swift move to get back his katana, which partially succeeded. England now had a long cut running up his wrist to his elbow, and blood was running out. The silver shine of the katana had turned red.

Arthur didn't move; he just stood there with his eyes closed. When he opened them, he grabbed Kiku's arm and slammed him against the wall.

The gleaming katana fell to the ground, the metal from the sword making a sound as it hit the ground; which was splattered with blood from the sword.

"WHY? WHY? *hic* Wh-why would you try to hurt yourself, Kiku?" Arthur screamed, tears streaming down his face. Their faces were so close together, so Kiku could smell the alcohol in Arthur's breath.

"I-I did because of you. I didn't want to bother you anymore. All I ever do is hurt people – I'm just there, I just fade into the background…" Kiku trailed off. Tears were running down his face now, too.

Arthur gave a surprised face, "No..Kiku...that's not true!"

With those words, Arthur closed the gap between their faces – and their lips met.

Ahahaha~ The end of Chapter 2! :D I kept wanting to spell 'Arthur' like 'Aruthur'. China's spell has come over me... o_o;;

Ahem, anyway, please review and favorite - that would make me so happy! ^^ Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed, and stay tuned for more (trust me, I have a TON more planned)!