Chapter 4:
Raysel found herself silent as she watched, eyes wide in fear as she couldn't keep her eyes off of Japan, something inside her wanted to slam the door shut and running to save herself but she couldn't just leave the nation there, she knew that much. If she did, she knew that she like the other characters in this story would have to relive this nightmare and that she'd be alone in this house.
Something in her body told her that she needed to try and control herself, and try to pull it together so that she could try to get them all out alive, considering she knew a few of the events that were going to happen.
Japan seemed to see the shock in her eyes as he looked back towards Steve, leaping out of the way before he caught the full blow, but Raysel saw that he was nicked by the claw. Japan however still managed to sprint towards her, the monster slower than him due to its own injuries as he made it to the door, the brunette slammed the door shut shoving the key in and locking it about 6 times before she turned to the man behind her seeing his kimono slightly ripped and also noticing a few red spots seeping through it along with a cut on his cheek.
Gulping she took a step towards him, taking a glance at the cut as she bit the inside of her cheek; she took another glance at the torn kimono.
"It was that thing from earlier" Raysel said quietly to the man in front of her, ducking her head as she started biting her lip instead.
"We have to find the others as soon as possibre" she heard the other man declare after he nodded at what she said, as she in turn agreed to what he said, her grip growing on the shoulders of her bag as she looked at him again.
"I agree… but first things first" she said taking a careful step towards him as she inspected the spots where more blood seemed to be seeping through, letting out a small smile at the almost confused look on the nations face. "We need to tend to your wounds before you bleed out or they get infected" the English girl explained as she reached him, pulling the Kimono to the side, rather proud of herself as she vaguely remembered it was called a kosode.
She noticed him tense, though he didn't fight back, instead silent and analysing as she pushed the kosode off of his shoulders leaving him in his hakama, the pants, as she looked at his side. A deep gash ran across his side and to his stomach and Raysel found it ironic that she winced just looking at it.
Shrugging her bag off of her shoulders she rummaged through the bag as she thought about what she'd need and if she could find something, grinning as she pulled out a small first aid kit that she'd usually taken camping along with a small towel and a water bottle.
Pouring a bit of water on the towel she pressed it against the wound trying to put a bit of pressure on it surprised when all he did was let out a slight hiss as he grew slightly tenser. Still she figured that he was being remarkably still and quiet for the injury he'd received as she pulled the towel away choosing to pull the small bandage roll out of her kit starting to wrap it, noticing how tense the male was at the close contact but stopping for a moment letting the bandage fall as her hand trailed over a large scar that she found on his abdomen noticing how he just froze up looking away with a clenched jaw.
She figured if she were anyone else, or if he wasn't injured, he might've hit her.
Still she couldn't help but run her fingers over the scar, trying to think about something that might have caused it before internally face-palming. Going off the wars this was probably one of the bombings that took place in Japan, she thought sadly as her fingers ran down it once again as she found herself almost in a trance.
Looking up at him she found that he was looking away, jaw still clenched and she thought she noticed him biting his lip as she almost laughed at the - as Spain would put it - tomato coloured face of his.
"Don't mind me" she said quietly as she started wrapping the wounds again, trying to make sure that it would put enough pressure on the wound but not kill the nation.
Though the brunette figured that it would've been awesome to be put in history books as one person who killed a whole nation; of course they'd never know the real reason behind it or how it happened.
The silence seemed awkward for once though, considering everything was silent since that scar of his had caught her attention and she once again thought about how stupidly she'd reacted considering his hate of physical contact. Uncomfortably Raysel attempted to put the first aid kit back into her back pack, slinging it over her shoulders again.
"We shourd get going" he said suddenly, still not looking at her as he pulled his kosode back on leading her away as she bit her lip at the situation, continuing to think about his scar. Raysel, though distracted, managed to keep up with Japan as he began looking around the rooms while she yawned, not bothering to do anything. So far they hadn't found anyone and therefore her hopes were getting lower and lower, and beyond that she was tired having no clue how long she'd been awake by now.
It seemed to be about 3 hours until they'd gotten back downstairs, most of the doors locked and in the rooms that hadn't been Japan had checked the room in such a way that he might as well have cleaned it with a toothbrush in every corner of the damn mansion. Raysel couldn't help yawning again, her mind telling her to focus on breathing again rather than watching in complete boredom.
Finally they stood in front of the room where they'd found the monster earlier and Raysel looked at the door expectantly before moving so that her ear was firmly pressed against it, silence on the other side that made her shrug. Pulling the key from her jeans pocket, she looked toward the door hearing the click as she unlocked it before stuffing the key back in her pocket.
"I'rr go first" she heard the country announce and nodded at the words as he seemed to walk in without any hesitation, as opposed to the human girl who once again wanted nothing more than sleep or to run away.
Neither option was possible at the moment though.
Thankfully for the English girl the monster was gone. No where inside was there a trace of it but sitting there in the middle of the room was something with a small glint.
"Japan... over there" Raysel spoke up, pointing at the glint. He nodded, looking at it curiously as he moved forwards picking it up.
"I didn't notice it before... maybe that thing dropped it during our fight?" Japan suggested while he looked at it before turning to Raysel who just shrugged.
"Well I guess this means that we have to try to find the one door that belongs to this key" Raysel said with a yawn, wondering how long it'd been since she'd last slept. She watched Japan nod and their search began once again, though for once it was Japan checking every door while Raysel insisted on leaning against the wall and doing nothing but watch him run around trying to find something.
Surprisingly for Raysel they hadn't been looking for long by the time they got to the fourth floor, checking the last doors that they could get to, probably due to the fact that they didn't have to search through everything in every room until they'd found that key like last time. By the time there was only one door left; the 18 year old girl had moved herself so that she was standing next to the nation, curiously watching as he opened the door.
Stepping in behind Japan Raysel found herself in another surprisingly large room, a throne shove up against a wall on the far side near a bookcase and another curtain, along with 2 tables and a few other bookcases scattered around the room. Somehow it was surprisingly... homey but after everything she'd seen Raysel still found herself a bit paranoid, immediately checking the curtain and sighing in relief as she found a solid wall behind it.
Japan looked almost sadly at the girl as she searched around the room, flinching whenever the floorboards creaked or she thought she heard something. He had already been through a lot, and had managed to hide his own feelings of worry well, but she was too tense as it was. Somehow though, she'd dealt with his injury fairly well, managing to take care of it quickly.
After a while of looking around Japan thought he heard something, checking the bookcase in the corner once again as he thought he heard another small cry coming from it when he moved it slightly.
Raysel though distracted quickly picked up that something was different when the country pushed the bookshelf away; revealing a cute little thing that somewhat reminded her of a ghost. When she moved closer she heard Japan already talking to it, noticing that it seemed to react and also seemed solid.
"What is it?" Raysel asked, sadly looking at the thing as she knelt down in front of it. She could tell it was distressed, but smiled slightly as she saw it's cheeks reddening. So the cute ghost-thing could blush, it was beyond adorable!
Well, in her opinion it was at least.
"It is a mochi" he said bluntly, watching as she nodded her head slightly. Moving slightly closer he listened to her speaking to it.
"You're scared aren't you? You know what? So am I… I think we're both trapped here you know… Mr Japan and I are trapped here in a house and you're trapped in a wall. You're really cute though you know that?" she asked it, giggling again as it blushed, looking away from her as she softly placed her hand on what seemed to be the mochi's cheek. "I think that thing won't come after you though… so I promise I'm going to try my best to come back and get you out and if I can't I'll come back anyway to see how you are… after all I might be here for a while…"
Raysel forced herself to smile at the mochi after she finished, knowing it sounded pretty sad and even the mochi looked sad as she bent forwards to hug it, feeling it snuggle up to her cheek. A real smile crossed her face in that moment, knowing that the mochi understood everything. Moving forwards she quickly kissed its cheek, giggling slightly at how red it turned as she moved back again turning to Japan.
"Germany might be able to herp us" Japan told her quietly, seeing her nod in understanding. Something told Raysel not to get her hopes up about it though.
"Let's go then" she said, plastering another smile to her face as they walked out the door again.
So guys this is the fourth Chapter!
Anyway I know this took forever to finally get posted and it should've been quicker considering I've been on Summer Vacation but somehow the lack of things to procrastinate on made me somehow lose motivation to write… a bit weird but oh well. So I hope you all enjoyed it, and if you did, or you have a suggestion or would like to see something leave a review, thanks!
WolfTotem64:
Yes, yes committing evil deeds is something that you do enjoy doing and I wouldn't trust you with a sword as far as I could throw you, even less when you add that laugh to it!
Quiet Harmony-Chan:
Aw thanks =) personally I hate those types of OC's because I find them to be Mary-Sues… I mean what situation in everyday life prepares you for the mansion? So I'm glad to see someone agrees with me. Also thanks for offering to add it to the community; I'd love that even if I don't really have a choice in it. I'm glad you like the story!
