Sisterly love, on the way. By the way, just because the little Nation-tans have young ages, they're not young at ALL. In fact they are very old...Although this should be obvious. They LOOK young but they aren't. Japan appears to look like he is 14, and Korea looks 10-12. All the others look a little older than their age.
Yao tried to stop himself from slamming the oh so fragile door, but it came on impulse. His anger rumbled the house, causing his siblings to jump in surprise. He let out a shaky breath, wiping his forehead with his oversized sleeve of his shirt. He silently stalked into the kitchen, then into the sitting room, plopping down on the floor next to the small table that lay in the middle of the room. He slammed his head upon, making a huge thump, and pain throughout his brain. Oh, how he opposed westerners.
"Gege..?" He heard the voice of his eldest doughter, Meiying, slip into his unwilling ears. He shook his head on the surface of the bamboo table. Tiny hands slowly undid his ponytail, dark brown hair falling all over his shoulders. She threaded her fingers into the strands, weaving her way.
"Kiku, call him." Yao whispered. Meiying quickly ran to Kiku's room, the pitter patter of her feet attracting her siblings. She slowly opened the door to her older brother's room, peering through the slit.
"Kiku? Yao needs you..." Kiku turned from his desk, setting down his brush. He had heard the slam of the door at the front of the house, knowing something wasn't exactly right. Of course, his hunch served correctly.
"Okay." He got up, exiting the room, his little sister following quickly behind him. He strode into the room, seeing his older brothers pathetic form sprawled out over the bamboo table inported from Japan.
"Yes, Onii-kun." Kiku sat beside him, Meiying going towards his hair again, determined to complete her previous task.
"It seems that England does not want to give up, aru. He is not taking me seriously, aru." He mumbles through the bamboo.
"What happened?"
"Under tight secruity at my trading docks in Canton, the British managed to smuggle in over TWO AND A HALF MILLION POUNDS OF DAMN OPIUM, ARU." He shouted the last words, emphasizing his let out a whispered 'aiyaah...' as there was silence, between the both of his younger siblings.
"Two and a half million..." Kiku stared at the hardwood floor, eyes wide. He shook his head, looking back up at the concealed Yao. Meiying stopping in her braiding, a demeanor of surprise on her micro-behaviors.
"Lin Tsu-hsu... I was so sure it was going to work! They signed, aru! They signed to not send in any opium anymore, aru!" He jerked up his head, which surprised Meiying, making let go of her older brothers hair.
"I was so surprised, aru...How could England, of all people, do this, aru..." Yao ducked his into his hands, sighing into them, making his face hot.
"I'm sure Commisioner Lin will think of something, Onii-kun. For now, you should rest," Even though when he woke up he would have to face it again in the morning.
"I'll go make your bed, Gege..." Meiying quickly got up, not waiting for Yao's answer. Yao looked over to Kiku, dissapointed, and angry look on his face.
"You should not think about it too much. You will think of a solution tommorrow. I will put the others to bed," Kiku reasurred his older brother, patting his hand upon his. Yao smiled, but not his regular smile. He slowly got up, his hand abandoning Kiku's, trudging himself through the halls of his Chinese aesthetic home. He wondered to himself 'If all my children where to go away, how big will this house really seem...?' He entered his room, and flopped himself into his bed, pulling a rope that let down the drapes.
He plummeled his face into the pillow, taking a breath before doing so. All of the drapes fell down, conceiling the bed portion of the furniture.
He awoke the next day, staring up at the roof of his large king size bed. After a few moments of absent minded blinking and thoughts about going back to sleep, he got up and pushed away the drapes of his bed. Yawning as he walked through his maze of a house, he found the kitchen and decided to whip up something for his family. Been a long time, doing something with his family, being so busy with this opium buisness...
"Children! Up!" He screamed loudly, making sure his voice got across to the whole entire house. The four eldest had bedrooms that were located at each corner of the house, while the last two were located in the middle, near Yao's room. That way, if one of the little one's ever got scared, they wouldn't have to go far.
One by one, each child piled into the kitchen, finding a seat somewhere on the floor of the next room beside it. They filled the room with yawns, and tired sentences, with the ocassional drowsy quabble. But only when the smell reached their noses, did they really wake up.
"Each of your favorite's!" Yao said happily. He always treasured the time spent with his dear siblings. They all quickly snarfed it down, showing satisfied smiles. Yao laughed, leaning his head on the table while slowly bringing a piece of bacon to his mouth, happily watching his little siblings.
"Phi yai, geuss what?" Aphideth began pulling at Yao's hem of his shirt, attracting his attention.
"What?"
"I have begun diplomatic exchanges with the United States~," Yao stared down at him. He blinked, but then smiled.
"Good for you, Aphideth." He ruffled Aphideth's hair.
"He's really strange. He wears these high boots with heels, and has a funny hat." Aphideth gestured to his head, to emphasize his point.
"They can't possibly be as funny as yours..." Yong Soo retorted, nudging Aphideth.
"Ahahaha..." Aphideth nervously laughed.
"Well, I have to go, I have a appointment with Commisioner Lin. Behave, and don't blow up the house... Again." All of his siblings whined in protest, by said their goodbye's anyway. He got up, and made his way to the front door.
'Wonderful...'
HOORAY. FINISHED IT. FINALLY. I feel this is terribly uneventful, but I don't want to get to that part to fast D: 'Commisioner Lin' is Lin Tsu-hsu, who was in charge of the whole opium problem. But, anyway, see you in next chaputah. OH, AND DID ANYONE GET PERVERTED AT THIS ONE PART? CAUSE I DO. Probably not...
